Special Containment Procedures: SCP-096 is to be contained in its cell, a 5 m x 5 m x 5 m airtight steel cube, at all times. Weekly checks for any cracks or holes are mandatory. There are to be absolutely no video surveillance or optical tools of any kind inside SCP-096's cell. Security personnel will use pre-installed pressure sensors and laser detectors to ensure SCP-096's presence inside the cell.
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Any and all photos, video, or recordings of SCP-096's likeness are strictly forbidden without approval from Dr. ███ and O5-█.
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Description: SCP-096 is a humanoid creature measuring approximately 2.38 meters in height. Subject shows very little muscle mass, with preliminary analysis of body mass suggesting mild malnutrition. Arms are grossly out of proportion with the rest of the subject's body, with an approximate length of 1.5 meters each. Skin is mostly devoid of pigmentation, with no sign of any body hair.
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SCP-096's jaw can open to four (4) times the norm of an average human. Other facial features remain similar to an average human, with the exception of the eyes, which are also devoid of pigmentation. It is not yet known whether SCP-096 is blind or not. It shows no signs of any higher brain functions, and is not considered to be sapient.
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SCP-096 is normally extremely docile, with pressure sensors inside its cell indicating it spends most of the day pacing by the eastern wall. However, when someone views SCP-096's face, whether it be directly, via video recording, or even a photograph, it will enter a stage of considerable emotional distress. SCP-096 will cover its face with its hands and begin screaming, crying, and babbling incoherently. Approximately one (1) to two (2) minutes after the first viewing, SCP-096 will begin running to the person who viewed its face (who will from this point on be referred to as SCP-096-1).
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Documented speeds have varied from thirty-five (35) km/h to ███ km/h, and seems to depend on distance from SCP-096-1. At this point, no known material or method can impede SCP-096's progress. The actual position of SCP-096-1 does not seem to affect SCP-096's response; it seems to have an innate sense of SCP-096-1's location. Note: This reaction does not occur when viewing artistic depictions (see Document 096-1).
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Upon arriving at SCP-096-1's location, SCP-096 will proceed to kill and [DATA EXPUNGED] SCP-096-1. 100% of cases have left no traces of SCP-096-1. SCP-096 will then sit down for several minutes before regaining its composure and becoming docile once again. It will then attempt to make its way back to its natural habitat, [DATA REDACTED]
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Due to the possibility of a mass chain reaction, including breach of Foundation secrecy and large civilian loss of life, retrieval of subject should be considered Alpha priority.
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Dr. ███ has also petitioned for immediate termination of SCP-096 (see Interview 096-1). Order is awaiting approval. Termination order has been approved, and is to be carried out by Dr. ███ on [DATA REDACTED]. See Incident-096-1-A.
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Audio log from Interview 096-1:
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Interviewer: Dr. ███
+Interviewed: Captain (Ret.) █████████, former commander of retrieval team Zulu 9-A
+Retrieval Incident #096-1-A
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<Begin Log>
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[████████ ████████ Time, Research Area ██]
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Capt. █████████: It always sucks ass to get Initial Retrieval duty. You have no idea what the damn thing is capable of besides what jacked up information the field techies can scrape up, and you're lucky if they even tell you the whole story. They told us to "bag and tag." Didn't tell us jackshit about not looking at the damn thing.
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Dr. ███: Could you describe the mission, please?
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Capt. █████████: Yeah, sorry. We had two choppers, one with my team and one on backup with Zulu 9-B and Dr. ██████. We spotted the target about two clicks north of our patrol path. I'm guessing he wasn't facing our direction, else he would have taken us out then and there.
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Dr. ███: Your report says SCP-096 didn't react to the cold? It was -██o C.
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Capt. █████████: Actually, it was -██. And yes, it was butt naked and didn't so much as shiver. Anyway, we landed, approached the target, and Corporal ██ got ready to bag it. That's when Dr. ██████ called. I turned to answer it, and that's what saved me. The target must have turned and my whole squad saw it.
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Dr. ███: That's when SCP-096 entered an agitated emotional state?
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Capt. █████████: Yep. [Interviewed now pauses for a second before continuing] Sorry. Got the willies for a second.
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Dr. ███: That's all right.
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Capt. █████████: Yeah. Well, I never saw its face. My squad did, and they paid for it up the ass.
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Dr. ███: Could you describe it a little more, please?
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Capt. █████████: [Pauses] Yeah, yeah. It started screaming at us, and crying. Not animal roaring though, sounded exactly like a person. Really fucking creepy. [Pauses again] We started firing when it picked up Corporal ██ and ripped off his leg. God, he was screaming for our help… fuckin 'A… anyway, we were blowing chunks out of the target, round after round. Didn't do jackshit. I almost lost it when it started [DATA EXPUNGED] him.
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+Dr. ███: That's when you ordered the use of an [Papers are heard moving] AT-4 HEDT launcher?
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Capt. █████████: An anti-tank gun. Started carrying it ever since SCP-███ got loose. I've seen those tear through tanks like tissue paper. Did the same thing to the target.
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Dr. ███: There was significant damage to SCP-096?
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Capt. █████████: It didn't even fucking flinch. It kept tearing apart my squad, but with half of its torso gone. [He draws a large half-circle across his torso]
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Dr. ███: But it was taking damage?
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Capt. █████████: If it was, it wasn't showing it. It must have lost all its organs, all its blood, but it didn't acknowledge any of it. Its bone structure wasn't hurt at all, though. It kept tearing my squad apart.
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Dr. ███: So no actual structural damage. How many rounds would you say were fired at SCP-096?
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+Capt. █████████: At the least? A thousand. Our door gunner kept his GAU-19 on it for at least twenty seconds. Twenty fucking seconds. That's six hundred .50 caliber rounds pumped into the thing. Might as well been spitting at it.
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Dr. ███: This is when Zulu 9-B arrived?
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Capt. █████████: Yeah, and my squad was gone. Zulu 9-B managed to get the bag over its head, and it just sat down. We got it into the chopper and got it here. I don't know how I never saw its face. Maybe God or Buddha or whoever thought I should live. The jackass.
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Dr. ███: We have obtained an artist's depiction of SCP-096's face. Would you like to view it?
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Capt. █████████: [Pauses] You know, after hearing that thing's screams, and the screams of my men, I don't think I want to put a face to what I heard. No. Just… no.
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Dr. ███: All right, I believe we are done here. Thank you, Captain.
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[Chairs are heard moving, and footsteps leave the room. Captain (Ret.) █████████ is confirmed to have left Interview Room 22.]
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Dr. ███: Let this be on record that I am formally requesting SCP-096 be terminated as soon as possible.
Special Containment Procedures: Due to the destructive properties of SCP-1053, it is currently isolated in Area 1053. Mobile Task Force Omicron-7 ("Bounce Houses") is always on alert, stationed outside of Area 1053 in order to end Emergence events. SCP-1053 itself is encased in a steel box, with a sensitive scale below it in order to act as an early warning system for Emergence events. Purposeful testing with SCP-1053 has been discontinued, and as such, access is prohibited under normal circumstances.
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Description: SCP-1053 appears to be a street map of [REDACTED], centered on the most urban portions of the city. The date on the map (as well as its features) are consistent with the year 19██. Under most circumstances, the map is mundane, excepting the mild regenerative properties it possesses (see below). The map is made out of paper, and samples have shown no anomalous properties. Unfolded, SCP-1053 is 0.25m x 0.4m, and folds to 8cm x 5cm.
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Periodically,1 SCP-1053 will cause a Lamed-Gamma level spatial anomaly, known as Emergence events. Land within a 50m radius of SCP-1053 will begin to change into streets, buildings, sidewalks, and other scenery consistent with the city of [REDACTED] in 19██. Actual landmarks, street names, or neighborhoods from [REDACTED] do not exist; rather, small details (such as streetlamps, the style of buildings, etc.) are pieced together to form this new area (hereafter Ground 1053). Scenery inside of Ground 1053 has been described as "extremely urban" or "a nest of streets," and subjects have detailed the entire place as being a twist of asphalt and dirt streets, narrow roads, and tall glass buildings.
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The radius of Ground 1053 expands quite slowly, although external viewing of Ground 1053 is inaccurate due to the fact that Ground 1053 is a spatial anomaly. Measurements can be taken for its external area and still be accurate. However, subjects inside of Ground 1053 have reported that it is much bigger than it appears on the outside. Calculations have placed the internal size as approximately ███% of the external size, although it is possible that the internal size is highly fluctuating, which would allow the estimation to have a margin of error as high as 15%.
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The weather inside of Ground 1053 is similar to the weather outside of it, although raindrops and snowflakes do multiply as they enter the area, keeping them at normal size. Other natural forces do affect Ground 1053. However, natural phenomena such as lightning, rain, snow, and wind do not appear abnormal.
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No organisms have ever been encountered inside of Ground 1053. Empty places of residence, such as apartments and condominiums, have been encountered. However, no personal belongings have been discovered inside of these residences; dressers are present but empty, walls are barren from wallpaper or pictures, etc.
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After Incident 1053-01, it has been concluded that once sufficient damage is dealt to SCP-1053, Ground 1053 will immediately stop expanding. Within less than 30% of the time it took for Ground 1053 to be created, the entire area will fully disintegrate. During retrieval time, SCP-1053 usually is fully repaired by unknown means. The state of SCP-1053 before the expansion of Ground 1053 has no effect on the growth; rather, the difference of the condition of SCP-1053 before Ground 1053 is generated is directly proportional to the amount of damage that must be dealt to SCP-1053 for Ground 1053 to disintegrate. It is speculated that if SCP-1053 were to sustain enough damage prior to the generation of Ground 1053, stopping it from expanding would become impossible, causing a CK-end-of-world scenario.
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MTF Omicron-7 ("Bounce Houses") is tasked with entering Ground 1053 during Emergence events. Rapid response is key in ending Emergence events, as the longer Ground 1053 has to expand, the area needed to be covered in order to reach SCP-1053 will increase exponentially. In addition, technological capabilities inside of Ground 1053 have been greatly inhibited, for unknown reasons. To date (██/██/20██), the farthest that Ground 1053 has reached externally is ██ kilometers.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1272's constituent artifacts are to be maintained at a range of no closer than 41 meters, and no more distant than 74 kilometers. No two artifacts with a collective w-axis deviations of greater than 38 degrees are to approach within 8 kilometers of any other topological anomaly. Due to the continuing risk of containment breach, all objects are to be affixed to their pedestals with permanent restraints upon successful containment. Due to risks presently posed by SCP-1272-06, active containment efforts are presently suspended. Revised containment procedures are pending.
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After a breach of containment protocols on 03/27/1973, SCP-1272-01, 02, 03, and 04 remain uncontained. Until such a time as containment is re-established, one containment team is to enter the anomaly every four months, attempt to reach the containment vault door, and attempt to contact previous containment teams to advise them to deviate from pre-2003 containment protocols. Before approaching the topological singularity, agents assigned to the containment team must undergo psychological pre-screening. At pre-screening, containment agents should be advised that at present topological density, successful containment is expected to be completed on March 18, 2394, 423 years from initial entry. Present suicidal ideation is nondisqualifying. At agent's request, Foundation survivor benefits are to be paid to the designated beneficiary immediately upon entry into the containment area.
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At all times, the topological anomaly is to be monitored via closed-circuit television by a designated Foundation exit counselor. Garments appropriate to all eras of team entry are to be maintained on-site. Upon scheduled or unscheduled team exit, debrief is mandatory. Debrief subject matter should be restricted to those matters necessary to assess psychological suitability to return to duty and technical aspects of the anomaly. Inappropriate topics for debrief include surviving family members, if any, classified information unrelated to the Site 53 anomaly, and Foundation matters outside the scope of the team's historical clearance level.
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Counselors should expect readjustment shock. Class C amnestics are to be made available upon request.
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Description: SCP-1272-01, 02, 03, and 04 are four identical statues, apparently sculpted by Corsican neoclassical revivalist Emile Abruzzo in the early-to-mid 1950s. Early photographs of the statues depict a child between the ages of 11 and 14, wearing unremarkable early-Renaissance garb and carrying a cloth bag. Since that time, the statues have exhibited worsening topological anomalies, and at the time of containment breach were unrecognizable as their original subjects.
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By 1961, while in Foundation custody, the statues' w-axis deviations stabilized at 7, 13, 19, and 23 degrees respectively. Though unknown at the time, permitting objects with summed w-deviations of greater than 38 degrees to approach within 41 meters of a topological anomaly results in a topological involution which rapidly evolves toward a nongravitational singularity.
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On March 27, 1973, this occurred, resulting in a containment breach and SCP-1272-05.
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SCP-1272-05 is the nongravitational singularity which resulted from mishandling of SCP-1272-01, 02, 03, and 04. At present, SCP-1272-05 involves Maintenance Corridor 2a of Site 53, the topological anomaly containment vault, and sealed portions of two control rooms abutting the corridor. Involvement of spatial dimensions is minimal, resulting in a 19-degree twist and 31 degree leftward deflection of Maintenance Corridor 2a. Involvement of timelike dimensions is extreme. In much of the affected corridor, subjective time is estimated to pass at a rate of 184 nanoseconds per external hour. The ratio of external to internal time at the anomaly's epicenter is presently unknown.
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SCP-1272-06 is a human male, age 27-35, first detected by CCTV slightly beyond the SCP-1272-01's containment vault door on 12/17/2003. Appearance is inconsistent with agents or researchers known to be working at Site 53 at the time of initial containment breach; however, due to the uniform dark-blue coloration of features and clothing, resolving facial details has remained persistently difficult for observation staff. Since first detected, SCP-1272-06 has traveled four meters into the anomaly-affected hallway without apparent detection by containment teams proceeding toward the vault. On high-speed video, gait is consistent with a brisk walk.
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Per Dr. Collins, researchers should note that the subject's coloration appears to be the result of blueshift, not natural coloration. Presuming a logarithmic decrease in the rate of subjective time on approach to the singularity, SCP-1272-06 is presently exiting the vault at 41% of the speed of light. If SCP-1272-06 fails to decelerate or if containment teams dispatched before detection successfully realign SCP-1272-01, 02, 03, or 04, exit is predicted to occur on or before █/█/████, resulting in massive thermal damage to Site 53 and surrounding populated areas.
Special Containment Procedures: When not being tested, SCP-1288 is to be held in Storage Locker ██ at Site-19. Personnel are to observe SCP-1288 at all times while the item is being transported in order to avoid unnecessary collisions. When exploring a new location, population centres in particular, a Geiger counter must be in use.
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Description: SCP-1288 is a cylindrical object with density, angular momentum, and refractive index consistent with glass of the same dimensions. The interior of SCP-1288 depicts the equivalent location in what has been determined to be an alternate timeline, believed to have diverged from our own in approximately the late 14th to early 15th Centuries. The world that is depicted is frozen in a single moment which astronomical observations from multiple locations indicate is the Winter Solstice of 2012 at approximately 0600 GMT.
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Examination of the few easily accessible historical documents shows that the major point of divergence depended on the choices made by Admiral Zheng He. While claims in our own timeline of such an encounter are dubious, it is clear that, in the alternate world, Zheng He's fleet explored the west coast of the Americas. A strong trade relationship between China and the Mayan Empire resulted from this. While North America saw some limited European colonization, attempts at conquest of Central and South America were unsuccessful due to Chinese technologies and manpower which allowed the ruling parties there to remain in control. As a result, Europe plays a smaller role in the modern world stage which is primarily dominated by the Sino-American alliance.
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Recovery Log: SCP-1288 was initially discovered on 12/27/2012 in front of the entrance to Site-19. Initially determined to be an anomalous item that can only be moved in the vertical dimension, it was soon found to have been placed within a tube in the alternate timeline. When SCP-1288 was removed from the tube, a plaque could be seen through it, clearly indicating that the item was intended to be found by Foundation personnel (refer to Document 1288-a for details of plaque).
A rough replica of Site-19 is found at the location, with both above-ground and underground structures hastily constructed and excavated, respectively. Plaques are located at a number of contained objects providing notes on how a containment breach may occur so that maximum casualties would be suffered.
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Manhattan Island, USA
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The southern tip of the island is heavily urbanized with a large native population and a minority of assimilated Europeans, whereas the remainder of the island consists of suburbs and farmland. Few residents can be seen in their homes. It is theorized that the majority of the population has travelled to the urbanized area in the south. On the southern tip is a pyramidal structure which can not be easily explored due to differences in city planning.
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Mexico City, Mexico
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The city appears to be a major economic hub, home to people of multiple ethnicities, including East Asian, African, and European, along with a large native population. Much of the population have congregated about a large pyramidal structure similar to that seen in southern Manhattan. Despite evidence pointing to a religious celebration, limited exploration of the structure suggests that it is some variety of power plant, though the processes used to generate energy are not immediately apparent.
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Beijing, People's Republic of China
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The city is populated primarily by both Asian and native Central American ethnicities. As with the two previous locations, a pyramid can be found in the city, around which a significant portion of the populace are gathered. While this group is also celebrating, a number of violent incidents are occurring on the periphery, between the local constabulary and Central Americans.
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Paris, France
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A mass evacuation is occurring. Much of the population, consisting of African, native American, and European ethnicities, have left the city. A large military presence is situated in the centre of Paris, with the majority of personnel focusing their attention on the pyramid at this location.
As in Paris, an evacuation is taking place and military forces are descending upon the central pyramid. Multiple entrances are open, allowing exploration. Observations continue to confirm that the structure functions as a power plant which is operated primarily by those of American descent. Many have been killed by local soldiers while others seem to have taken their own lives. As researchers explore deeper into the pyramid, SCP-1288 becomes noticeably warmer. At one junction, approximately 150 m from the centre of the pyramid, a bright light can be seen. This is coupled with a significant increase in temperature. Description by the observer, prior to expiring due to exposure to radiation, suggests that the power plant is in the process of detonation.
For some time, we have been observing your development and we are pleased that, so far, it is on par with our own. We have learned much from you, including many political experiments that we would have been afraid to perform, and the power inherent in the calendar.
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How you have concluded that the end of the calendar signifies the end of all things, we can not be sure. Before we saw you, we thought it only a way to tell the passing of seasons and kings. Your reckoning of time inspired us and urged us to take action.
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We have left you this record to show you how we succeeded. For a hundred years, you have only waited for the end to come. From this, we concluded that we must instead bring it about. Please, study it so that you might properly plan in the next thousand years.
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We await you on the other side of the glorious end.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1378 has been marked off as off-limits to civilian access under the pretense of chemical contamination until such time that a more permanent containment solution can be devised. All Foundation personnel on-site are to maintain cover as a government-sanctioned cleanup staff and all unauthorized individuals attempting to gain access to the location are to be detained, questioned, and administered a Class B amnestic if deemed necessary by on-site security personnel.
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As of ████-██-██, no anomalous phenomena have been recorded on-site for a period of twelve (12) months and as such, SCP-1378 has been reclassified Neutralized. Local Observation Posts have been notified to monitor reports in case of resurgence; all on-site personnel have been reassigned and the property has been returned to local ownership until further notice.
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Description: SCP-1378 is the former site of the [REDACTED] Mall, a small shopping center located in [REDACTED] which was destroyed by a fire on ████-██-██. Officially, the cause of the fire was recorded as having been due to an electrical fault in the central HVAC system that quickly spread throughout the building; civilian casualties numbered 13 dead, 32 injured, and 18 missing and presumed dead.
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Human subjects within the former perimeter of the building, particularly within the eastern wing, have reported numerous anomalous phenomena, most notably auditory hallucinations identified as heavily distorted human voices and periodic temperature spikes in various locations. Attempts to record this audio onto electronic media have failed, but corroboration between affected subjects has resulted in highly consistent transcripts of such phenomena, suggesting a common source for each such incident rather than a localized effect specific to each subject.
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A small number of individuals, particularly those with above-average extrasensory sensitivity, have reported being able to see intangible humanoid and saurian figures with varying levels of clarity, and an even smaller number of individuals have received unexplained injuries in the form of burns of varying severity in conjunction with periods of thermal fluctuation.
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SCP-1378 was contained and classified following numerous reports of hallucinations and other unexplained phenomena by emergency first responders and disaster response specialists. All such affected individuals were administered Class B amnestics and released following questioning, and current containment procedures were enacted shortly thereafter.
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Addendum 1378-01: Log of Auditory Phenomena
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While the majority of auditory phenomena experienced by affected individuals have consisted of incoherent or highly distorted voices, personnel have consistently reported decipherable speech from two different unidentified female voices, a young girl (SCP-1378-A) and an older woman (SCP-1378-B), possibly related. The repetition of such speech indicates that they may form some sort of hallucinatory echo of prior events, and the decipherable fragments from such events has been logged.
SCP-1378-B: Because they don't like having humans too close to them, so we show our respect by leaving them alone. Do you remember what I said about respecting [indecipherable]?
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SCP-1378-A: Okay. Can I have a [indecipherable]?
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SCP-1378-B: Yes, but only one, and don't let it touch your nose, okay?
SCP-1378-B: Sweetie, it's not polite to call ourselves special. We just have a gift that others don't, which lets us come here and see all of these wonderful things.
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SCP-1378-A: Can we take Lisa here too? I want to show her all the stuff we can see!
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SCP-1378-B: I'm sorry, sweetie, but we can't [indecipherable]
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SCP-1378-A: [indecipherable] not? She's my best friend!
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SCP-1378-B: Because they wouldn't understand our gift, sweetie. They would be afraid of us and try to take us away, and then we wouldn't be able to come here any more. That's why we can't tell anyone. Not even Lisa, okay?
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SCP-1378-A: …okay.
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SCP-1378-B: If you promise to be good, we'll [indecipherable]
SCP-1378-B: [indecipherable] your eyes, honey. Stay with me.
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(several subjects have inconsistently reported hearing either faint or distant screaming or the crackling of flames at this point)
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SCP-1378-A: [indecipherable]? What's wrong?
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SCP-1378-B: Don't look at them, sweetie. Hold my [indecipherable]
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SCP-1378-A: [indecipherable]
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SCP-1378-B: [indecipherable] and stay in here until I come and get you, okay?
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SCP-1378-A: Mommy, I'm scared…
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SCP-1378-B: I know, sweetie, I'm sorry, but it's not safe, okay? Stay in here and I swear I'll get you when it's safe. Promise me you'll stay in here and stay quiet.
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SCP-1378-A: I promise.
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SCP-1378-B: I love you, sweetie.
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(sound of door closing and distant, indistinct yelling)
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SCP-1378-A: (sobbing)
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Addendum 1378-02: Incident Report
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On ████-██-██, while performing an experiment on-site, a research team led by Dr. R█████ M████████ was involved in an incident involving a previously-undocumented phenomenon while taking readings near one of the few intact sections of the East Wing of SCP-1378. The following transcript is a combination of transcripts taken from the team's audio recording equipment as well as corroboration from personnel on-site at the time of the incident.
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Dr. R█████ M████████: Okay, I'm not getting anything from this area. Let's move the second set of sensors twenty meters north and try again.
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SCP-1378-A: … mommy?
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Dr. R. M.: N████, did you hear that one? That was unusually clear.
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Dr. N████ H█████: Yeah, I did. I might have gotten a spike on sensor three, but I'm not sure. We'll have to take a look at the readout.
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SCP-1378-A: Mommy, is that you?
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Dr. R. M.: Okay, see if you can get a bearing on this one. J██, let's move five through eight and see if we can triangulate.
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Dr. J██ T█████: Got it.
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SCP-1378-A: Mommy? Mommy, don't leave!
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Dr. R. M.: (startled) Can… can you hear me?
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SCP-1378-A: Yes, I can hear you.
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Dr. R. M.: Where are you? I can't see you.
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SCP-1378-A: I can't see you either. I… you're not my mommy, are you?
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Dr. N. H.: (whispers) We're recording. Keep talking.
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Dr. R. M.: No, but I'm here to help. What do you see? Who's outside?
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SCP-1378-A: I… I don't know… they took everyone else and my mommy told me to stay here and hide but they're coming closer. (crying) I don't know what to do…
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Dr. R. M.: Listen, okay? We're going to do everything we can to help, but I need to know who you are and where you are right now. (aside) Call it in. Get the team over here, right now.
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SCP-1378-A: O-okay… (sniffling) m-my name is [REDACTED] and m-my mommy took me to the mall, just the two of us, because she wanted to show me something that no one else could see. We went to the back and then through a weird door that had really weird colors and there was all this awesome stuff, but… then there was fire everywhere and people were screaming and my mommy told me to hide in here and I heard her yelling… and I don't know what happened and I'm scared…
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Dr. R. M.: Okay, [REDACTED], can you remember where this door was? Do you think you can get there?
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SCP-1378-A: I… I don't know, I can't remember. I… they're right outside the door, I can hear their claws, I'm scared…
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Dr. R. M.: [REDACTED], listen to me, you have to try to remember, okay?
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SCP-1378-A: They're trying to open the door! I can hear them!
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Dr. R. M.: [REDACTED], can you hear me?
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SCP-1378-A: Mommy! (screaming)
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Dr. R. M.: Leave her alone!
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Dr. N. H.: Major thermal spike on sensors, are you— Jesus Christ, get a medical team down here!
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Researcher Note: Dr. R█████ M████████ was hospitalized with second- and third-degree burns across her arms and chest, as well as severe psychological distress as a result of this incident. A request for a disciplinary hearing to address potential unprofessional conduct is under consideration but likely to be denied in light of mitigating circumstances.
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Following this incident, all anomalous phenomena related to SCP-1378 have completely dropped off; we're still not entirely sure what happened, but for the time being, we're out of leads. If we do not get any more readings within the next few months, we're going to have to call it quits on this one.
One-person residential module (no amenity restrictions)
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Access to site library, recreational facilities, cafeteria, and public areas
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Bi-weekly psychological review (Dr. Fiolini)
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Monthly eye exams (Dr. Ottmier), with changes in eyeglass prescription and other treatments as needed.
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Schedule E experimentation plan
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07/21/1990
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Boston, MA, USA
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DOC:
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██/██/2013
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171 cm
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67.5 kg
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Brown
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Brown
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Heavy damage to the cornea and conjunctiva due to repeated photokeratitis. Issued prescription sunglasses. Tattoo located on the inside of the left forearm: “Γενηθήτω φως” (Let there be light).
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Updated ██/██/2015
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Experimentation and Testing Supervisory Committee Special Order 1465-AF-3 permits SCP-1465 access to personal research notes and further experimental materials for self-directed experimentation. All tests are to be are logged and all further research notes are shared with supervisory staff. Committee vote 7-2 in favor, citing subject’s cooperation, experience, and lack of available test chambers and supervisory staff due to the influx of new anomalous objects from Operation [REDACTED]. Dissenting opinion filed.
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Description: SCP-1465 is an adult female human capable of inducing physical photographs or film to generate light. Generated light will cycle through the visible spectrum, starting with red and progressing to purple before repeating. Cycle time varies with no apparent pattern, with the longest recorded time being 24 seconds per cycle, and the shortest being one eighth of a second. Generated light is not of uniform brightness, displaying complex geometric patterns when projected upon a flat surface. Patterns are dependent on the primary display color, and will change accordingly.
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This property can only be used with physical photographs and film cells – digital photos and screen displays will be unaffected, as will heavily-doctored or damaged images and cells from animated films. Effected photos and film will turn black and display no image after SCP-1465’s dissipates its effect.
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SCP-1465 has claimed that the patterns generated by this effect contained encoded information about the subject of the photograph or film, which may then be connected to other photograph subjects. Review of SCP-1465’s research notes have validated this claim, but further exploration of the subject’s properties is unlikely to continue due to the lack of meaningful discoveries and the time investment required to train Foundation staff in reading displayed patterns.
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Extensive study of photographs under the light-generation effect has been confirmed as the source of the subject’s eye damage.
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Recovery Log: SCP-1465 was recovered on ██/██/2013, after the subject was witnessed demonstrating anomalous properties while visiting the Ansel Adams exhibit at the [REDACTED] Museum of Art. The subject was, at the time of recovery, suffering from caffeine overdose and severe sleep deprivation. Class-C amnestics and a cover story of petty vandalism were distributed with no complications.
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A total of 3123 pages of handwritten and typed notes, 126 photo albums with annotations, and 45 cameras were acquired from SCP-1465’s apartment during recovery. Recovered materials detail SCP-1465’s personal experimentation and theories. (See Document 1465-EX for further details.) The bulk of materials were experiment results, where patterns were converted into a cipher and constructed shorthand language created by SCP-1465 for purposes of recording large amounts of data from displayed patterns.
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Addendum-01: The following excerpt is from an interview carried out on ██/██/2013, three days after recovery.
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Dr. █████: When did you first discover your properties?
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SCP-1465: Ah…hrm. you know, I don’t really know. Must have been ten, eleven…it wasn’t a whole ‘hey girl you have superpowers now’ thing, didn’t get bit by a radioactive Kodak or anything. Took me a while to even realize it was happening. Then it’s a little here, a little there, figuring out what I can do, and before you know it I’m locking myself in a darkroom for forty hours at a time.
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Dr. █████: Mmm. Your notes were very thorough on the subject.
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SCP-1465: No use just sitting around on my hands and daydreaming about it. Gotta get something done, girl. ‘S what my mom always said.
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Dr. █████: Of course. That’s very sound advice.
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SCP-1465: Any chance I can get those back?
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Dr. █████: Not now, I’m afraid. I’ll see what we can do in the future.
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SCP-1465: Ah. One of those deals. Any chance for wiggle room? Just leaving things be?
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Dr. █████: I’m sorry, but no. [Clears throat]. Moving on, while your notes have been a great help in studying your case, deciphering them has been something of a difficulty.
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SCP-1465: I didn’t really intend for anyone else to read my personal research, so that’s your fault. You could have waited for the completed thesis like everyone else.
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Dr. █████: We have the resources to further your research, but without your cooperation the project will go nowhere.
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SCP-1465: Fine. But only if you ask nicely.
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Dr. █████: Very well. Could you please explain the principle of patterns further?
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SCP-1465: Yeah. Sure. Okay…so…most of the information that we process comes through our ability to sense light, right? A camera captures light at one particular moment in time, so you get a stable fragment, a sort of cross section, of all the light-data at that particular point.
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When you hold a prism up to the light, you get the colors of the visual spectrum all arranged in a pattern depending on how the prism is cut and the angle of the light, excedra ecedra. For me, with photographs, it’s like all the colors are in layers on top of each other, and each one has a different pattern to it depending on what’s in the photograph. So I draw that out of the photo, stare at it a bit, and figure out the patterns. After I got a lot of them written down, I started seeing patterns connect and match between unrelated pictures.
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If you give me two photographs Like, if you give me separate single photos of an old married couple, they’ll have some similarities in the red stratum. Or, if you want a really weird one, you know that picture of the Hindenberg? Has almost the exact same blue pattern as photos of my cat. Still haven’t figured that one out. Whatever. But the thing is, everything is linked. Everything. Patterns inside patterns inside patterns inside patterns. Like some gigantic puzzle, big enough I don’t have a clue what it even means anymore and I’m nowhere close to solving it.
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[Pause]
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It’s all very quantum. It's quantum-encrypted lumelinguistics and it doesn’t make a shit-lick of sense.
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Addendum-02:
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Translated segment of SCP-1465's research notes, dated between June 2 and June 4, 2013.
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Found photo of myself, unused. Dated December 14th, 2006. Patterns very clear for age. Several sub-strata discernible on yellow and green layers. Very complex pattern.
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Cross-referenced part of green pattern with records. Only match is photograph of the Grand Canyon. No other matches between the two. No tense to be found in pattern: I’ve never been to the Grand Canyon, so I must presume that some event of importance will occur at the Grand Canyon at some point in the future, despite lack of future tense markers. Interesting.
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I cross-referenced the photo of myself with an aerial photo of the state of Arizona. Pattern still repeats, so I know that the connection is not specifically tied to the Grand Canyon. Will have to tighten the search, to see where there is a greater connection.
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Grid search of the state is completed. Strongest connection is with Phoenix. Further investigation necessary.
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On whim: Searched news archives for any sort of notable event in the Phoenix area on the date of December 14th, 2006. Only event of note is the murder of one Anthony Baker by his sixteen year-old girlfriend.
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Checked a photo of the accused girl. No pattern links in the green. Photo of victim reveals same green pattern fragment as state and myself.
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If this is correct, I am somehow connected with the murder of someone I have never met, in a state I have never visited. Will have to think about this.
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Found satisfying conclusion for the time being. Been thinking forwards and backwards, but not sideways. Current theory: certain green patterns, at least part of the repetitions in these photos, indicate a transuniversal tense. Linking between events that have and have not occurred simultaneously. Actions that I have-will-not-have done.
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I am involved and uninvolved at the same time. I can then presume that an alternate chain of events in which I am guilty, or at least accused to be guilty, of murdering Anthony Baker exists. Question: why only this? Should be seeing more links of this nature.
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No other transuniversal tense tags have been found in any other photographs. Theory: Their presence is active work by otherside self to contact thisside self through modification of pattern. Purpose/level of intentionality unknown at the time, as is method of counter-communication. If true, can presume that otherside self in possession of expanded or alternate properties, capable of encoding patterns. Would imply that otherside self is capable of manipulating photographic material without falsifying subject of photo. Furthermore, indicates that certain patterns exist in multiple universal iterations.
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Further research necessary. Should buy tickets to Phoenix.
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Follow-up segment of notes, dated June 9th, 2013.
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Have not slept in 67 hours. Over ten thousand photographs of Phoenix area and articles related to Anthony Baker’s murder and murderer analyzed in bulk batches. Experiencing temporary blindness due to volume.
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Links found with otherside self throughout Phoenix area. No question remains that message was left by otherside self, though signature still unconfirmed as voluntary act.
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Strong links between the following photographs: emergency exit sign, businessmen in suits, parrot in cage.
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Potential meaning: otherside self requesting assistance and escape. Still no theories on methods on return communication. Questioning whether such action would be wise / possible. Information unfettered by time and space, bodies very much so. Future option? Questions remain. Motive for escape unknown, life-path variables unknown. Must bear in mind that otherside Iris Laskaris is separate individual from thisside Iris Laskaris.
Engineering staff inspect SCP-1628's entrance before Incident 1628-III
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Item #: SCP-1628
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Object Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: Area-1628 has been set up to contain SCP-1628's entrance, constructed under the pretense of a Foundation front company. Entry to SCP-1628 is permitted only during its active phase, and is limited to personnel on exploratory expeditions. Communication with the beings within SCP-1628 has shown that they are hostile only when provoked, and as such personnel are reminded to move with SCP-1628's scheduled activity until it reaches an inactive state.
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In the event of a containment breach, either by SCP-1628 entities or outside forces, the entrance is to be collapsed via detonation of pre-placed explosives. No excavation is to be attempted within 130 days of the last known SCP-1628 activity. In the event that excavation of SCP-1628 becomes unfeasible, it is to be declared neutralized and the containment procedures revised.
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Description: SCP-1628 is a life-sized model of Washington D.C as it appeared at an unknown time. It is not to scale, with many historically significant buildings clustered in the center and most other structures being painted wooden blocks. The reproductions of historically significant structures (such as the White House or Capitol Building) are constructed from brass. The entrance to SCP-1628 is located in an abandoned salt mine, approximately 400 meters below ground, with subjects entering a storage tunnel emerging from the reproduction of the Washington Monument. SCP-1628 appears to be in a perpetual night, possibly due to its location. As of 11/15/1998, no astronomical bodies have been observed within SCP-1628See Incident 1628-III.
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Entities living within SCP-1628 are brass and iron humanoids, numbering at 135 123. There appear to be only 10 9 individual models for these humanoids, set in exactly 12 11 sets. These humanoids are capable of communicating with outside subjects while in an active state, but will only primarily speak in preset phrases, with communication not fitting these phrases being ignored. Only 4 entities have unique appearances, being the reproductions of historical figures: Andrew Jackson, James Madison, Dolley Madison and Lord Liverpool. In addition, 10 figures wearing period-appropriate British Army garb will briefly appear while SCP-1628 is active. Similarity in construction between SCP-1628 instances and SCP-2776's endo-skeleton has been noted, with research into a shared origin ongoing.
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Once every 12 hours, all entities within SCP-1628 will activate and begin moving through a set of activities roughly following the events of the sacking of Washington D.C during the War of 1812. This active phase lasts for 4 hours, followed by the 12 hour "cooldown" phase. The timeline for SCP-1628's active phase is as follows:
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0:00 - 1:00 All entities within SCP-1628 activate, begin moving around the area randomly. Entities will communicate with outside subjects, indicating a suspicion that they will be attacked by the British if General Jackson is unable to stop them.
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1:00 - 2:00 Entity resembling Andrew Jackson will appear from a hatch somewhere within SCP-1628, and will claim that an attack by the British army is imminent. Approximately 10 entities will volunteer to defend SCP-1628.
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2:00 - 3:00 Entity resembling James Madison will emerge from the White House reproduction and begin directing the construction of battlements within SCP-1628. Dolley Madison will also emerge, carrying an empty picture frame. The James Madison facsimile will communicate with outside subjects; however, the Dolley Madison has only been noted to wander SCP-1628 aimlessly.
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3:00 - 4:00 Figures representing the British army and Lord Liverpool emerge from a building in the western portion of SCP-1628. Entities will briefly engage the 11 figures who volunteered to defend SCP-1628, resulting in the British victory. Lighting within SCP-1628 will turn red, with vocalizations from the figures revealing that this is supposed to be representing a fire. Following this, a brass funnel will emerge from the center of SCP-1628, and all lights will deactivate. This is considered to be the end of SCP-1628's active phase.
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SCP-1628 was discovered following the sale of the ████ salt mine to new owners. Miners reported hearing the sound of gunfire coming from an abandoned service tunnel, which resulted in the discovery of SCP-1628's anomalous properties. Foundation personnel were able to intervene before the story achieved a significant amount of notice. Airborne amnestics were deployed over the area SCP-1628 was discovered in, as well as the application of Class-A amnestics to direct witnesses. As of 9/18/1981, SCP-1628 has been contained and classified as Euclid.
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Incident 1628-I: During SCP-1628's inactive phase, several Agents were deployed in an exploratory mission. During this mission, one of the SCP-1628 entities attempted to communicate with the Agents. Entity attempted to tell them to be quieter, or else "it" would come down to them. Entity did not specify what it referred to and refused to respond to further questions. Following this, the entity and all those alike to it were removed from SCP-1628 by unknown force. Recording device added to standard equipment list for SCP-1628 explorations.
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Incident 1628-II: On 11/27/1999, a large circular object dropped into the middle of SCP-1628. No entity within SCP-1628 acknowledged it directly; however, due to the destruction of the White House replica, the James and Dolley Madison entities did not appear. Entities within SCP-1628 still acted as though it were commanding them to build battlements. In addition, the following vocalization was produced by the Andrew Jackson entity.
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<BEGIN LOG>
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Jackson: Sir, we need orders. The British have advanced past the Potomac and will march on the city at any moment.
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*Silence*
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Jackson: … Sir, I believe that…[pauses.] You are quiet… because the situation… is grim?
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*Silence*
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Jackson: Dolley must be… very worried. [Pauses.] Go to her. I can man the battlements myself.
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<END LOG>
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Incident 1628-III: On 11/30/1999, a dark mass was seen to appear in the sky above SCP-1628 during its active state. The mass was seen to stay in the same spot for the duration of the active phase. Entities within SCP-1628 did not directly acknowledge it; however, several previously unheard vocalizations referring to "inclement weather" were heard. Following the completion of the active phase, a large appendage was seen to emerge from this mass and remove the object which had appeared during Incident 1628-II. During SCP-1628's next active phase, all damages caused during Incident 1628-II had been repaired.
Special Containment Procedures: Because of its size, SCP-169 cannot and almost certainly will never be contained—no structure on Earth is large enough or strong enough to contain SCP-169. The location of SCP-169 is not precisely known, but imaging satellites and analyses of eccentricities in the Earth's orbit suggest SCP-169 is located in the southern Atlantic Ocean, possibly stretching around the tip of South America (see Addendum 0-20).
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Any satellite footage of a shift in the landmasses produced by SCP-169 is to be excised and destroyed by embedded agents.
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Description: SCP-169 is surmised to be a marine arthropod of enormous size, known as the "Leviathan" by generations of sailors and oral history. Presumed at first to be a myth, SCP-169 was detected on ██/██/19██ by Mobile Task Force Gamma-6 during an investigation of paranormal activity around the █████ █████████ archipelago (coordinates ██°██'S ██°██'W). During Ɣ-6's investigation, Dr. ████ ████████ [Ɣ6-0912] discovered the archipelago to have moved at least three (3) kilometers from its original location. Though initially Dr. ████████ believed this motion to be due to unusually-quick continental drift, a reconnaissance mission performed by the USS ████████ revealed the archipelago to be the protrusions of rock-like plates covering an enormous organic mass. The Foundation was brought in immediately to begin threat management.
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Dr. ████████ and Dr. ██████████ [Ɣ6-0421] estimate SCP-169's body length to be between 2000 and 8000 km. The creature is thought to have existed since the pre-Cambrian era. No other specimens have been sighted. Almost nothing is known about SCP-169's habits, such as its reproductive capabilities (if any), food source, and nesting area (if any). Research regarding SCP-169 is pending approval.
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The archipelago known as the █████ █████████ Islands have historically been uninhabited, though claimed by ███████ in 17██. Upon handover to the Foundation, ███████ presence was evacuated on the pretense of rising sea levels. Though the archipelago has remained above sea level for several millennia, any change of depth by SCP-169 could result in the disappearance of the entire archipelago. SCP-169 moves slowly, less than one kilometer per week, but seems only to be adrift. Its method of propulsion is unknown. Regular seismic tremors seem to indicate "breathing" about every three (3) months, causing minor shifts in the islands' terrain, suggesting that the creature is probably dormant.
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Information Suppression: The USS ████████ was scuttled with all hands immediately after the discovery of SCP-169 with the permission of the American government. The public is forbidden from entering the archipelago created by SCP-169 due to the conveniently large number of resident endangered bird species. As indicated above, satellite footage is to be doctored in order to suppress knowledge of SCP-169's movement. NASA is currently cooperating with the Foundation in keeping the existence of SCP-169 quiet, and is currently permitting the Foundation use of their satellites for photographic use.
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Addendum [0-20]: In 199█, the U.S. National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, an American scientific agency unaffiliated with and unaware of the existence of the Foundation, detected an ultra-low-frequency underwater sound emanating from around ██ºS ███ºW, approximately ████ km from the southwestern coast of South America.
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Despite the best efforts of embedded agent ████ ████████ [IA-1522], news of the sound leaked to the media, receiving significant media coverage. Foundation analysis concluded that a massive underwater organism was the source of the noise, and SCP-169 was hypothesized to be its source, as its "head" is well within the possible locations of the rest of SCP-169. The sound confirms Ɣ6-0421's hypothesis that SCP-169 is gargantuan in size. Future efforts by scientific or civilian teams to determine the source of the noise must be stopped by any means necessary.
Special Containment Procedures: Early identification (prior to the Expansion State) of SCP-1824 remains a top priority in containment of the phenomenon. Personnel are to monitor the economies of the United States, Mexico and Canada and investigate any localized significant recession.
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A series of Foundation vehicles are to patrol the areas vulnerable to SCP-1824 and obtain comprehensive photographic data on every ground level exterior vertical surface therein. In addition, similar imaging programs utilized by online mapping agencies, as well as the FBI and NSA are to be tapped and added to the data pool. This information is to be processed by a graphic analysis program capable of isolating and identifying the designs congruent with SCP-1824.
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Should SCP-1824 be discovered, the Foundation is to designate the area as biologically or chemically contaminated, then evacuate all individuals that inhabit the area. Evacuated individuals are to be housed at Foundation-controlled temporary housing until the manifestation has ended. Should SCP-1824 enter the Expansion State and total evacuation has not yet been achieved, a gas main explosion is to be emulated to expedite this process. Due to the highly public nature of SCP-1824, standard media blackout procedures are to be applied.
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Description: SCP-1824 is a phenomenon manifesting as a graffiti design composed of red, black, and white spray-paint. SCP-1824 has thus far only made its initial appearance in urban environments with a population density of 14,000/km2 or higher in the contiguous United States, Mexico and Canada. The graffiti always manifests on ground-level surfaces that are vertical or very nearly vertical. Designs produced by SCP-1824 are consistent in that they always feature a winged female humanoid, and possess a size of 1m x 1m or greater. Removing or obscuring the graffiti does not prevent or alter SCP-1824's effects.
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All individuals that reside within the effective range of SCP-1824 (which possesses an initial radius of roughly 50 meters) begin to exhibit symptoms similar to Paranoid-Type Schizophrenia, and will begin to experience delusions and hallucinations. Persons affected by these episodes describe a consistent figure, a destitute mother desperately attempting to provide for her child. Affected persons will attempt to provide food, money and other resources for this hallucination, to the point of severe personal loss.
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After a period of approximately 45-60 days after SCP-1824's initial appearance, the phenomenon will begin to increase the effective range of SCP-1824 by 1-5 meters every 24 hours (this has since been designated the "Expansion State"). This is marked by the appearance of additional graffiti of the same design in the extended area. This growth will continue until all available area with a population density of approximately 7,000/km2 or greater is affected. It does not appear that SCP-1824 can expand through areas with a population density lower than 7,000/km2, though once manifested, it will persist until the area is fully depopulated.
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Each individual manifestation of SCP-1824 appears to abate only when the area is completely devoid of human habitation. SCP-1824 has not been observed to generate multiple manifestations simultaneously, and occurrences are approximately 18-36 months apart.
THE FOLLOWING FILE HAS BEEN EXPUNGED FROM FOUNDATION GENERAL RECORDS BY O5 MANDATE.
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Item #: SCP-███
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Object Class:Safe Neutralized
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Special Containment Procedures:SCP-███ is currently housed in a standard humanoid containment cell at Site-19. Standard humanoid feeding regimens are to be maintained. SCP-███-1 is kept in a standard containment locker. Interaction with SCP-███ or SCP-███-1 requires the approval of a Level 3 or higher researcher.
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SCP-███ is currently neutralized and does not require active containment protocols.
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Description: SCP-███ was moved to Site-19 after being recovered from ███ ████ ████, ███ in 198█. Entity is a Caucasian humanoid measuring 1.8 meters tall with a mass of 78kg. It appears to be roughly 56-59 years old, and possesses shoulder-length white hair. SCP-███ is garbed in an assortment of damaged clothing and rags, mainly composed of cotton and leather. Its appearance demonstrates significant signs of labored living conditions, though this is typically in contrast with the entity's disposition, which is pleasant and compassionate. SCP-███ will generally engage with Foundation staff without aggravation or annoyance, and is largely cooperative with staff directions. The entity often requests its release, though it does not proceed on this subject in an aggressive manner. SCP-███ does not display any anomalous properties when separated from SCP-███-1.
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SCP-███-1 is an unmarked gray spray-paint can of unknown make and model. All attempts to open or breach the exterior of the object have failed; it is currently unclear whether or not it is indestructible. SCP-███-1 will not function properly if used by any individual other than SCP-███. If used by SCP-███, it will demonstrate an apparently unlimited capacity of spray-paint, which is produced in 3 known colors: red, black, and white. SCP-███ will use SCP-███-1 to create designs featuring winged female humanoids, and will typically produce these designs on public vertical surfaces.
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Should SCP-███ use SCP-███-1 to create such a design, an indeterminate area surrounding it (currently believed to have a radius of approximately 50 meters) will be subject to the entity's primary anomalous effect. All individuals who reside in this area will experience a joyous urge to engage in charitable acts, and will find themselves subject to charity even when outside the area of effect. Obscuring or destroying the designs is confirmed to terminate the phenomenon.
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Addendum [███-001]: Interview Log
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Interviewer: Dr. Brian Anborough
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Interviewed: SCP-███
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Foreword: Third interview with entity.
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<Begin Log, 4:43 PM, ██/██/198█>
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SCP-███: Would you release me, please?
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Dr. Anborough: I'm afraid I can't do that.
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SCP-███: Unfortunate.
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Dr. Anborough: SCP-███, you have thus far declined all inquiries about your origin. Is there anything you would care to elaborate on?
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SCP-███: Nothing that interesting.
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Dr. Anborough: Not even a name?
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SCP-███: Do you have one?
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Dr. Anborough: Brian.
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SCP-███: A nice name. A name is as much a person as the letters are that make it.
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Dr. Anborough: What about a family?
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SCP-███: …Yes, my mother.
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Dr. Anborough: No siblings? Children?
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SCP-███: No. You?
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Dr. Anborough: A son.
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SCP-███: That's wonderful. How is he?
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Dr. Anborough: He's a [EXPLETIVE REDACTED] pain in the ass. Where is your mother?
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SCP-███: …Above.
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Dr. Anborough: Do you have anything else to add?
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SCP-███: She is hurt. A lot. The world hurt her; she never owned more than just enough food to feed us. She was angry at the world for a very long time. But I asked her to forgive and she said she would do it…for me. She would do anything for me. She gave me it before she died so I could forgive in her place.
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Dr. Anborough: It? SCP-███-1?
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SCP-███: Yes.
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Dr. Anborough: Forgive who?
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SCP-███: Whom. Everyone.
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<End Log, 4:47 PM, ██/██/198█>
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Addendum [███-002]: Neutralization Log
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On ██/██/198█ at 7:28 AM, SCP-███ was accidentally killed by Foundation personnel during a containment breach by SCP-███. Dr. Brian Anborough was killed during the same incident. Within 5 hours of its death, SCP-███'s body had disintegrated, leaving behind a patch of spray-paint similar to one of SCP-███-1's designs. The image detailed a male winged humanoid with shoulder-length black hair. SCP-███-1 ceased to demonstrate anomalous properties after the incident and was destroyed. Reclassified to Neutralized.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1850 is to be kept in an aircraft hangar at Site 6; the temperature within the hangar is to be kept above 15 (fifteen) degrees Celsius. A radio beacon has been attached to SCP-1850's landing struts; the beacon's battery levels and proper function must be confirmed before SCP-1850 leaves its hangar for any reason. No personnel are to enter SCP-1850's cockpit, or to touch any surface within the cockpit, unless SCP-1850 has first been tranquilized; tranquilizers are to be administered by injecting its food with 80 (eighty) milligrams of diazepam, warming the food to 30 (thirty) degrees Celsius, introducing it into SCP-1850's cockpit, and then waiting until the food has been consumed. An 80-milligram dose of diazepam tranquilizes SCP-1850 for approximately 90 minutes; tranquilizers are not to be administered more often than once every ten days.
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Once every 3 (three) days, SCP-1850 is to be fed 65 (sixty-five) kilograms of mice (Mus musculus), rats (Rattus norvegicus), rabbits (Oryctolagus cuniculus), chickens (Gallus gallus domesticus), and pigeons (Columba livia), pre-killed, and warmed to thirty degrees Celsius. 3 (three) grams of veterinary-grade chondroitin sulfate, and 15 (fifteen) grams of veterinary-grade glucosamine sulfate, are to be included in SCP-1850's food during each feeding.
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Foundation veterinarians have recommended that, for the sake of its physical health, SCP-1850 is to be allowed to leave its hangar once every 5 (five) days to engage in tethered flight. The tether is to be made of reinforced steel cable, and is not to exceed 150 (one hundred and fifty) meters in length (see document 1850-NL4 for tether specifications). The tether is to be attached before SCP-1850 leaves its hangar; during its flight, SCP-1850 is to be accompanied by two Foundation light aircraft. Tethered flight sessions are not to exceed 40 (forty) minutes in duration. SCP-1850's fuselage and external components are to be hand-washed after each flight session.
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Description: SCP-1850 is an anomalous organism in the exact shape of a full-size 1917 Sopwith Triplane aircraft. It is composed entirely of living tissue; DNA analysis of samples indicates that it is avian and male, and of an unknown species of the genus Accipiter. Featherless epidermal tissue covers the fuselage, and the airplane infrastructure (struts, etc.) is made of reinforced bone; however, there do not appear to be any other particular correspondences between aircraft structure and avian anatomy (see document 1850-Y23 for detailed analysis of SCP-1850's internal anatomy). Notably, the cockpit functions as a mouth-equivalent: whenever an object with a mass greater than approximately 8 kilograms, and an overall temperature greater than approximately 30 degrees Celsius, touches any surface within the cockpit, the pilot's seat and safety harness animate, restrain the object, and tear it into small pieces while secreting a mixture of digestive enzymes and gastric acid; the resulting slurry is absorbed through all surfaces in the cockpit. Twenty-four to thirty-six hours after SCP-1850 feeds, its machine gun will activate, and fire several rounds of "ammunition"; this ammunition is formed entirely of guano moving at approximately 8 meters per second, and as such is not considered a significant hazard to personnel.
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Although SCP-1850 has not been found to have any identifiable sensory organs, it is nonetheless able to detect and respond to external stimuli, and has demonstrated the ability to recognize faces and voices despite the lack of any identifiable brain-analogue. It has also demonstrated the ability to aim its machine gun at specific personnel.
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SCP-1850 is able to move organs which would correspond to mechanical parts (e.g., rotate its wheels, flex its ailerons, and spin its propeller, with this last apparently being a sign of pleasure), but is largely immobile and docile when on the ground, allowing itself to be touched, probed, and examined as long as nothing is placed within its cockpit; however, it will flinch when tissue samples are taken, tremble during thunderstorms, and bounce up and down when its tether is being attached prior to flight sessions. Subject is able to regenerate tissue removed during sampling; isotopic labeling experiments with subject's food confirm that mass is being conserved and no ectoentropic phenomena are involved. In the 33 years since SCP-1850 entered Foundation custody, the rate at which its tissue regenerates has decreased by approximately 10% (see document 1850-74E for detailed statistical analysis); this is believed to be a natural result of the aging process. As further evidence supporting this hypothesis, radiographic imaging of SCP-1850 has revealed the onset of osteoarthritis.
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During its tethered flight sessions, SCP-1850 will take off and glide in the manner typical of non-anomalous members of the genus Accipiter; see document 1850-4AC3 for detailed analysis of the anomalous aerodynamic properties this evinces. After 20 to 30 minutes of gliding (or 10 in inclement weather), SCP-1850 will land itself, and roll itself back into its hangar.
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Addendum: on ██/██/19██, a seismic incident caused structural damage to Site 6, resulting in SCP-1850 breaching containment. Personnel observed it flying free for approximately three minutes, after which it returned to containment of its own volition.
An early formation of SCP-1994-2. Image taken from the medical logs of Dr. Yelkov.
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Item #: SCP-1994
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Object Class: Keter
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Special Containment Procedures:
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All recovered units of SCP-1994-1 are to be contained in a Maximum Security Containment Locker at Site-93. SCP-1994-1 is currently considered uncontained1.
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Any recovered instances of SCP-1994-2 are to be contained in a Maximum Security Containment Locker at Site-93. This locker is to be outfitted with a high volume air-scrubbing system, which must be changed out twice weekly. Individuals entering the locker for any reason must wear hazmat gear in order to prevent possible contamination.
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The remains of all recovered instances of SCP-1994-3 are to be maintained in a High Security Humanoid Containment Vault at Site-93. Any discovered instances of SCP-1994-3 are to be moved to Site-93 for containment and observation. Should it be deemed necessary, life support systems are to be prepared to prevent the expiration of any instance of SCP-1994-3. The vault is to be outfitted with a high volume air-scrubbing system, which must be changed out twice weekly. Individuals entering the vault for any reason must wear hazmat gear in order to prevent possible contamination.
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Additionally, Foundation monitoring systems situated in and around Moscow are to search for signs of SCP-1994 outbreaks. Mobile Task Force Tau-13 ("Oral Report") has been commissioned and trained to contain these outbreaks, as well as assist in recovering additional information relating to Dr. Rasmin Yelkov.
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Description: SCP-1994 is the general designation for a set of phenomena discovered in the dental laboratory of Dr. Rasmin Yelkov.
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Note: The following correspondence was discovered in the laboratory of Dr. Yelkov. All text has been translated from the original Russian.
Greetings to you, comrade. Hopefully you will have already received my previous letters about the work at hand. If you have not, and if you have not yet spoken with Dmitri, allow me to be clear about my intentions.
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My practice caters primarily to only the wealthiest of clients. For the past 15 years, the work I have done has been the prime example of the aesthetic dental standard in Moscow. My clients have been more than satisfied with the quality of work I am able to give them, and are pleased with the metals I use in my crowns, the stability of my bridgework, and the cleanliness of my porcelains. Of this, you must have already been aware.
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However, in recent months a group of clients have become dissatisfied with the appearance of the materials. They say to me, "Dr. Grigori, there is no doubt to the quality of your work. We feel only as if you are being held back by the quality of materials at your disposal. The composites and porcelains are beautiful, yes, but they are not perfect. We demand perfection."
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As you may understand, I have grown dismayed by this. I pride myself not only on the work itself, but also the high value of the materials I use. Alas, I cannot but agree with my clients. Even if the porcelain is polished until it shines like the sun, it cannot match the natural beauty of God's creation. I decided, then, that I must have what no doctor before me has ever attempted. I must have human teeth.
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The problem I immediately ran into is the availability of such. There are many impoverished in the streets of Moscow who would gladly give their teeth for the soles of my shoes or a bowl of gruel, but their teeth will not do. Often they are extensively decayed, misshapen, or broken in some way. They are human teeth, yes, but they are not what my clients desire.
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So I turn now to you. Dmitri has told me about your endeavors, about the miracles you have been able to create within your laboratory. There is no sum that is not available to me for this, but time is of the essence. I worry that my clients may soon seek out other professionals who claim to do the same as I. Obviously that is impossible, but to the layman, who is to say?
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I await your return letter. I need teeth, Yelkov. I pray you will be able to deliver them to me.
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All the best,
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SCP-1994-1 is a serum developed by Dr. Yelkov in 1958. Chemical analysis of SCP-1994-1 has returned conflicting results, with certain samples exhibiting higher levels of sodium monofluorophosphate, and others with higher levels of hexafluorosilicic acid, along with other non-specific chemical structures. Regardless of its chemical makeup, SCP-1994-1 appears to have been designed to stimulate the growth of maxillary and mandibular tooth structures outside of the oral environment (See File 1994-1).
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SCP-1994-2 are calcified structures resembling human teeth that have grown on the body outside of the oral environment as a result of the application of SCP-1994-1. While SCP-1994-2 visually appear identical to human teeth, they lack many of the base structures of teeth. SCP-1994-2 do not contain a dentin layer, nor do they contain pulp tissue. Instead, SCP-1994-2 instances appear to be a solid piece of enamel. Notably, SCP-1994-2 are highly susceptible to decay (See File 1994-4). As they decay, SCP-1994-2 will release a fine white powder2 capable of infecting those who inhale it.
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SCP-1994-2 manifesting through keratin tissue. Image taken from the medical logs of Dr. Yelkov.
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SCP-1994-3 are individuals who have been injected with SCP-1994-1, or exposed to the powder by-product of SCP-1994-2. The purpose of these injections were detailed in the private logs of Dr. Yelkov (See File 1994-2). Subjects exposed to SCP-1994-1 will go through five distinct stages of infection:
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1.) Initial Exposure: Subject is exposed to SCP-1994-1 through injection, or to the particulate by-product matter of SCP-1994-2. The subject will show no outward signs of infection for a period of roughly 2 weeks, during which the subject (SCP-1994-3) will undergo internal cellular physiological changes. Calcium deposits will begin to appear at various locations throughout the body, and cell structures devoted to immune response and bodily maintenance will slowly begin to "reorganize" into systems capable of assembling the necessary components of enamel.
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2.) Breakouts: After an average of 2 weeks of development below the skin layer, SCP-1994-2 first appears encapsulated in cysts that rupture the skin as they grow. These "breakouts" begin initially on the limbs, before appearing in other regions, such as the head, neck, back, and groin. SCP-1994-3 will find these instances painful to the touch, and will resist any attempts to remove SCP-1994-2 from their bodies3. The growth and spread of breakouts of SCP-1994-2 directly correlate to decreased metabolic functions in SCP-1994-3.
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3.) Maturation and Encapsulation: Approximately 5 weeks from initial exposure, the cysts containing SCP-1994-2 burst open, revealing a mature adult human tooth. Once these teeth are exposed, they will become permanently affixed to the skin tissue of SCP-1994-3, and are removable only through surgery4. Additionally, this phase is identified by a rapid expansion of breakout sites. As more SCP-1994-2 instances mature, breakouts will quickly cover all of the extremities, and begin to appear in the softer tissues of the palate of the mouth, inner ear, anal and vaginal openings, and the ocular tissues.
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4.) Decay: After an average of 8 weeks of encapsulation, the whole of the body of SCP-1994-3 will be covered in a layer of SCP-1994-2. However, shortly after finally maturing5, SCP-1994-2 will begin to develop rapid carious lesions across all surfaces. The means by which the decay progresses is currently unknown, as SCP-1994-2 are not subject to exposure of the acid-producing oral bacteria which commonly create such lesions. The full decay of all instances of SCP-1994-26 is swift, often taking no longer than 7 days to exhibit signs of gross decay. During this time, SCP-1994-2 will begin to release a fine white powder that lingers in the air, the effects of which have been detailed above. Conventional air-scrubbing techniques have proven effective in eliminating this powder from the air.
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5.) Expiration: Once the processes involved in the creation and maturation of SCP-1994-2 have run their course, and the body of SCP-1994-3 is completely covered in a full rot, the subject will shortly thereafter expire. Because of the high volume of decayed tissue covering the body, the weakened state of the immune system, and the incapacity to ingest any form of nutrition (either through the skin or through the mouth), subjects invariably die after roughly 2 weeks of full decay. The corpse of SCP-1994-3 must be incinerated to remove any lingering particulate matter from SCP-1994-2.
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Discovery: The whole of SCP-1994 was discovered during a joint effort by Foundation agents and GRU Division "P" operatives in ████████, USSR, in 1959. At the time of recovery, 9 instances of SCP-1994-3 were discovered, with 7 having previously expired due to the effects of their condition, and 2 actively undergoing decay. Dr. Yelkov was not found, although a large portion of his notes and journals were recovered.
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As a result of this raid, 5 Foundation agents and 3 GRU-P operatives were exposed to SCP-1994-2's airborne powder. Once the effects of SCP-1994 became apparent, these personnel were designated SCP-1994-3 and underwent testing at Site-93.
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It became apparent during classification of recovered research materials that many instances of SCP-1994-2 and SCP-1994-1 had been moved to other unknown locations.
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Research Notes and Documentation: The following files were recovered by Foundation agents during the raid on Dr. Yelkov's laboratory.
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File 1994-1: The Private Journal of Dr. Rasmin Yelkov
The following are excerpts from the journal of Dr. Rasmin Yelkov. They have been edited primarily for brevity, and also to remove classified information.
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03/15/56
+In all of my years as a doctor of dental surgery, I have never come across a task as monumental as the one placed before me today. A comrade, Dr. Grigori, has asked for a method by which to produce perfect specimens of human teeth. Not those from cadavers, or the shined porcelain that is often utilized in such applications, but actual human enamel. I have been able in my time to fashion a number of masterpieces, but none such as this. This journal will serve as a testimony to either my great triumph, or my miserable failure. Either way, I cannot ignore the task ahead.
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05/10/56
+I spoke today with a fellow practitioner from Novosibirsk, who consulted with me and mentioned that I might try and find a certain individual without a name who claims to have fraternized with "tooth fayries". My source did not speak to the level of involvement by this unnamed fellow, but a lead is a lead. I will travel east and hope to find this man and consult with him about the matters at hand.
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06/02/56
+What an astounding day. Today I discovered that there is magic in the world around us, and that fayries are a reality.
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I met today with the unnamed man whom my fellow doctor led me to, and we sat and talked at length about oral medicines. As it happens to be, the man claimed to have worked a clinic during the war, and when trying to treat those wounded comrades who came into disfigurement, turned to the black arts. He claimed that he met the fayries while traveling along a road, and managed to capture one. This fayrie, who he said called itself "Isabella", assisted the doctor in learning the fayrie language and became his personal assistant. It was through this Isabella that the doctor learned of the nature of the fayrie, how the fayries draw enamel from the bones of men, and how they utilize this as a source of nutrition.
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Understandably, I was incredulous about these claims, and was unaccustomed to a man in my profession making such wild suggestions. I asked him if he had proof of the existence of the fayries, and that is when he took me to his workshop.
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Upon entering I beheld no fewer than fifty of the fayries, cohabiting with the unnamed man. He said that he used their assistance in order to better understand the oral environment, and to further his research into the afflictions of such. 'What a wonder', I thought to myself, 'that this man has delivered to me the means of my ascension into the legends of medicine.' Certainly by utilizing these fayries would I be able to meet Dr. Grigori's request.
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The man has granted me a room for the night, and tomorrow we will learn further of the secrets of these magical creatures.
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06/03/56
+I have killed the man. He turned down my offer to purchase some of the fayries for my own research, and resisted my attempt to take them by force. He spoke of the need to preserve the sacredness of mythical creatures. Unfortunately, I have neither the time nor patience for fayrie tales. I drew my weapon and put a bullet through his heart, and collected at least 30 of the specimens. I will include in this journal a study of the fayrie upon my arrival at my own laboratory.
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10/19/56
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Image recovered from Dr. Yelkov's files. Shows extensive signs of fire damage.
Appearance: Visually appears to be a common butterfly. Appearance seems to be inconsistent, however, and will only fully stabilize upon neutralization. Much easier to manage in this state. Further inspection reveals humanoid characteristics throughout (arms with hands, legs with feet, a simple face).
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Magical Properties: Able to infest the human digestive tract and create human teeth, including all basic structures. Usually fatal to the host, however [Note: this must be addressed before testing]. Unusually durable for such a small creature. High pain tolerance. Expires unceremoniously. Autopsy inconclusive. Means by which it fashions teeth currently unknown. Presence of sodium fluoride may hold key to this mechanism.
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Conclusion: Specimen contains several previously unknown chemicals which react unexpectedly with the oral environment. These have been isolated for further study. Unlike previous 16 specimens, did not immediately expire upon initial incision.
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11/20/56
+I believe I have done it. By understanding the way by which 104's anomalous physiology interacts with both sodium monofluorophosphate and hexafluorosilicic acid, I have been able to reproduce the effects of the fayrie on a common fungus. This is extraordinary in its own right, but will not do for a final product. The fungus is not capable of producing the calcium needed to form real, human teeth, but is necessary for the overall growth that I require. I believe I will have a serum prepared for human trials before the year's end.
Pre-Trial Notes: Recovered from a destitute camp in Moscow. In moderate health. Signs of common cold should not detract from test results. Patient deemed too fragile for anesthesia.
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TRIAL LOG: Began 01/13/57
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Serum #: 001
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Day 1: Patient secured to testing apparatus and administered 20ml of #001. No noticeable changes.
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Day 2: No noticeable changes.
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Day 4: No noticeable changes.
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Day 7: Patient complains of abdominal pain. No noticeable changes.
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Day 11: Patient short of breath and complaining of abdominal pain. Loses consciousness sporadically. X-ray imaging shows large mass beneath left lung.
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Day 13: Patient expires.
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Autopsy Notes: Extracted a large, calcified mass from lower left abdominal region. Caused massive internal hemorrhaging resulting in death.
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Trial Conclusion Notes: Significant data has been acquired from this trial. It is apparent now that the human cellular structures can be manipulated into the production of enamel-like structures; the task now is to shape those structures.
Pre-Trial Notes: Recovered from army medical ward. Lost most of right arm during the war. In good health. Had to be heavily sedated during transit.
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TRIAL LOG: Began 05/27/57
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Serum #: 012
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Day 1: Patient secured to testing apparatus. Administered 20ml of #012. Became hostile upon regaining consciousness. No noticeable changes.
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Day 3: Patient attempted to escape testing apparatus. Was sedated. Will consider lobotomy upon further attempts.
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Day 8: Cysts begin to form under skin. Patient complains about pain and itch. Skin samples taken. X-ray imaging shows calcified growths throughout appendages, as predicted.
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Day 15: Cysts rupture skin. Bleeding is contained. Patient no longer willing to respond to questioning. Interview transcript is included.
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Interview Transcript: Patient 004
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Y: Can you describe the sensation?
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P: Fuck you.
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Y: Can you point to areas of discomfort?
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P: Fuck you.
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Y: Do you understand that you are only making this more difficult for yourself?
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P: …
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Y: Excellent. Now, the cyst currently growing within your eyelid, can you tell me when you first began to experience pain there?
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End Transcript
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Day 25: Cysts have begun to open, earlier than expected. Becoming difficult to control points of outside infection. Patient immune system severely weakened, testing apparatus moved to a clean room. Patient no longer responds to questioning or examination.
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Day 29: Patient expires.
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Autopsy Notes: Patient expired due to gross collapse of respiratory system. Certain internal structures show significant signs of decay, likely due to an unrelated condition. Was able to extract several undeveloped tooth samples. As they were not to term, they are not suitable for use in this project. Fortunately, progress has advanced rapidly from earlier trials. More fine tuning of serum is required.
Pre-Trial Notes: Daughter of American businessman Kyle Schrader. Required patient with no family history of disease or genetic anomaly. Purchased for a sum of $2.6M USD. Paid for by Dr. Grigori. Patient is in excellent health, shows no signs of illness. Perfect candidate for this trial.
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TRIAL LOG: Began 09/15/58
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Serum #: 113
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Day 1: Patient secured to testing apparatus. Patient remains unresponsive most of the day as sedative wears off.
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Day 9: Patient complains of sensation below skin level. X-ray imaging shows expected calcium deposits forming along both arms, both legs, and along spine.
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Day 14: Cysts begin to burst through skin. Patient is unwilling to respond to questioning or examination. Due to concerns about the negative effects of the sedative on the serum, sedation is not administered.
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Day 23: Long lines of orderly cysts have appeared across the body, extending now up the neck and across the head of the patient. Have observed cysts forming around the softer anal tissues as well.
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Day 24: Patient goes into cardiac arrest, but is resuscitated. Due to patient's fragile mental state, lobotomy is performed to reduce chance of additional incidents.
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Day 30: Roughly 87% of skin tissue is covered in cysts. None have yet broken, and X-ray imagining has shown that all tooth structures are developing as planned.
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Day 36: The day of my great success! The first of the cysts have ruptured, revealing perfect specimens of human enamel. Removal from patient requires surgical extraction, but postop infection control measures have reduced chances of immune compromise. Will begin to administer serum to additional patients as required by Dr. Grigori and his associates.
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Post-Trial Results: Patient is stable and in good condition following 6 weeks of #113 trials. Extracted tooth specimens have been sent to Dr. Grigori and 7 other dental practitioners for examination. The full results of this trial will be published upon approval by the financial donors.
It appears as if my inclusion of the fungal elements of early samples has reacted poorly with the anomalous substructures of the fayries physiology that I have included in the most recent serum. While the growth of the teeth across the body has progressed exactly as I had intended, the growths now quickly develop extensive caries across all surfaces and turn to rot. Additionally, it seems as though the rot is inclined to spread, as I have observed a fine white mist emanating from the open decay. While I have been thusfar able to secure myself from this newest property, I have not been able to do the same for 020, 021, 023, and 025. All are now showing signs of cyst growth, despite having not been exposed to serum #113.
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Obviously this is only a minor setback. I will continue my research, albeit at another facility, for this one is compromised. As an aside, I have not yet heard word back from Dr. Grigori, so I must only assume he is satisfied with the specimens he received. I will count this as the primary success of this project thus far.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2218 instances are to be contained through the usage of doubly redundant recording devices in a 4 kilometer wide square perimeter (designated as the 2218 Containment Area) around the instance's previously established community boundaries.
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All recording devices are to be oriented counter-clockwise to face the rear of the next recording device in the line. Secondary recording devices are to be utilized at the corners of this perimeter to cover any gaps in surveillance. No recording device is to be further than 100 meters from another recording device (excluding the device's own backup).
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Foundation maintenance staff are to patrol the perimeter of the 2218 Containment Area daily and clear any growths or obstructions. These staff must also repair or replace devices which are no longer functioning.
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All staff should maintain records of any SCP-2218 instance that reached the perimeter of the 2218 Containment Area. Every 5 days any SCP-2218 instances which have reached the outer perimeter are to be transported back into the containment area outside the line of sight of any recording devices.
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The 2218 Containment Area is to be designated as private land and access to it is to be limited to Foundation staff. Trespassers are to be apprehended and interrogated. If civilians are found to possess knowledge of Foundation operations in the area or knowledge of anomalous properties relating to SCP-2218 instances, they are to be amnesticized prior to release.
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Description: SCP-2218 is a collection of individuals which take on the outward appearance of an inanimate mannequin if observed. Observation in regards to SCP-2218 is defined as any visual or auditory information processed by any individual or automated surveillance system. While the general appearance of individual instances differ greatly from one another, all living instances take on an individually unique appearance when observed (though a non-adult instance may grow in size, its appearance remains similar). This has allowed for easy identification of discrete instances1.
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Beyond this observation effect, SCP-2218 instances do not appear to possess additional anomalous properties, (though they do not appear to experience the passage of time while observed). Each instance requires nutritional intake approximate to a human individual of similar size (though only when unobserved). SCP-2218 instances appear to engage in behavior typical to isolated human communities capable of agriculture. A majority (approximately 60%) of instances are devoted to primitive agricultural pursuits. The remainder of instances are split between various religious, leadership, and professional roles.
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Recovered written communication have indicated that English is the primary language utilized by SCP-2218 instances. The most common communications appear to be between individual instances and members of the religious class. This religious class appears to control vast influence in the SCP-2218 community. Religious doctrines taught appear to be closely related to Methodist teaching, with a strong focus on theology, liturgical rituals, and ecclesiology.
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Community historical records indicate that isolation began during the early 1950s as a result of the instance's anomalous effect. The majority of residents appear to credit a higher power's favor as the reason for their isolation. The few residents who are believed to have lived prior to the establishment of the community, however, refuse to respond to written communications left by Foundation personnel.
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Due to their anomalous properties, capture and examination of individual instances is not difficult. While internal examinations through non-invasive means2 indicate an inner composition reflective of inanimate mannequins, physical examination of this internal structure has shown that regardless of outward appearance, all instances are internally physiologically identical to humans. Internal organs, once removed from an SCP-2218 instance, do not display the anomalous effect possessed by whole instances.
After initial containment, a dialogue was established between a variety of SCP-2218 instances and the Foundation. Instances initially appeared to believe that Foundation actions in and around the containment area were the work of supernatural beings. Eventually more reliable means of communication were established, including a drop box for two-way communication.
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The majority of data extraction methods at the Foundation's disposal are incapable of being utilized against the SCP-2218 instances in their inanimate form. Among instances willing to communicate with the Foundation, a widespread belief exists that the religious community leaders are responsible for the continued isolation of the instances. Though the focus of most communications have been to discover more information about the origin on the SCP-2218 effect, several communications relating to the sociopolitical environment of the SCP-2218 community have also been incorporated into the correspondence.
SCP-2218-112 after its termination by fellow instances during Incident 130. Attached to the instance was a message that read "Traitor".
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Following a failed sociopolitical upheaval initiated by the SCP-2218 instances in communication with Foundation staff, most communication with the Foundation has been cut off. The majority of individuals previously in contact with the Foundation have either been executed or are unable to be located.
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As no new information appears to be forthcoming from the community, the addition of 24-hour automated satellite surveillance to the containment procedures is currently under review by the Ethics Committee.
Special Containment Procedures: The two major roads leading to and from SCP-2479 are to be permanently roadblocked by Foundation personnel. Non-Foundation vehicles from Sherwood, Oregon that attempt to travel along these roads are to be withheld from approaching SCP-2479. Any non-Foundation vehicles passing the roadblock will be regarded as trespassers.
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All public knowledge of SCP-2479 prior to Foundation acquisition is to be eradicated by Foundation media outlets and relevant censorship protocols1. The area around SCP-2479 is to be kept in a perpetual state of lockdown under the guise of a demolition organisation preparing for the demolition of a miscellaneous abandoned theme park.
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Small containment cells are to be constructed alongside SCP-2479-1 through -16 to facilitate the containment of SCP-2479-A instances. Site-2479 is to be established a few kilometers from SCP-2479's active zone and used for research and surveillance.
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The area around SCP-2479 is to be monitored at all times by Foundation personnel. Any unauthorised personnel found in the vicinity of SCP-2479 or Site-2479 are to be captured and detained as quickly as possible so as to prevent a possible classified information breach. SCP-2479-A instances are to be similarly monitored and prevented from leaving SCP-2479's active zone under any circumstances.
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Outside of testing, no personnel should enter SCP-2479's active zone at any time without permission from Site Director ██████.
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Description: SCP-2479 is a defunct amusement park consisting of an area of roughly 128 acres (52 ha) located several miles east of Sherwood, Oregon. Two (2) major roads which lead to and from the parking lot of SCP-2479 serve as the only means of direct entry or exit, and a series of ridged concrete walls along the width and breadth of SCP-2479's active zone restrict access unless physically scaled. SCP-2479 is covered in thick shrubbery and vegetation as a result of long-term abandonment.
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At the time of Foundation procurement, SCP-2479 was marked on public maps and road signs as "Animal Land Amusement Park". The original park was commissioned to be built by ███ ██████ ███████████, but was abandoned shortly after its initial opening for currently unknown reasons.
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As of recovery on 11/05/██, SCP-2479 possesses sixteen generic amusement park attractions:
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four roller coasters, each styled after a unique farm animal (SCP-2479-1 through -4).
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two bumper cars tracks with cars resembling dogs and cats (SCP-2479-5 and SCP-2479-6 respectively).
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two carousels with horse statues (SCP-2479-7 and SCP-2479-8).
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an octopus ride (SCP-2479-9).
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two drop towers styled after various species of birds (SCP-2479-10 and SCP-2479-11).
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a chair swing ride modeled after a starfish (SCP-2479-12).
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a Ferris wheel marked with fox patterns (SCP-2479-13).
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two "fun slides" styled after caterpillars and butterflies (SCP-2479-14 and SCP-2479-15 respectively).
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a "House of Horrors" styled after arachnids of various species (SCP-2479-16).
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SCP-2479's only entrance is a large gateway located in the northern end of the parking lot. The gate is accompanied by a smaller ticket booth, a large storage shed and a series of green ropes designating a space for visitors to queue. Upon entry, a large sign overhead reads "Animaland!"2 and several statues of cartoon humanoid animals line a walkway that leads through SCP-2479's active zone. An SCP-2479-A instance is always present in the ticket booth.
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SCP-2479-A is the collective designation for between twenty (20) and thirty (30) entities that appear as humanoid animals, styled appropriately for their position in the park3, hereby referred to as their "territory". Each instance speaks standard English in a comical, high-pitched voice similar to those used by performers to entertain children. SCP-2479-A instances are completely unresponsive to questions or interrogative actions from personnel and will instead issue simplistic lines encouraging them to get on one of the park rides. SCP-2479-A have been observed to communicate subvocally with one another. Instances do not interact with animals and are additionally labelled SCP-2479-A-1 through -A-16 to denote their territory, which can be shared by multiple instances of the same designation.
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An SCP-2479-A-11 instance in containment.
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Testing of recovered samples from SCP-2479-A instances has shown that they are covered in a downy growth of thick hair similar to organisms suffering from hypertrichosis. This thick hair will, in most cases, form the shape of a plushy mascot outfit on the skin and harden into permanent epidermal growths around the mouth, ears and eyes. SCP-2479-A vary greatly in the amount of hair they develop and many suffer from unique physical abnormalities depending on the subject animal of their appearance (see Addendum 2479a).
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SCP-2479-A instances have been observed to sexually reproduce, though not between designations (See Incident Log 2479/2).
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All SCP-2479-A have a capacity to be hostile but have only been observed to become aggressive if:
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SCP-2479-A have been observed to attack in a primitive scratching and biting manner.
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SCP-2479-B is the collective designation of between five hundred (500) and seven hundred (700) animal masks located in a series of large crates in the storage shed at SCP-2479's main gateway. Each mask bears a resemblance towards a unique animal also seen elsewhere in the park, either as a ride or as a mascot. When attempting to enter SCP-2479 through the main gate, the SCP-2479-A instance currently in the ticket booth will prompt a visitor to approach the ticket booth and collect a mask before entering SCP-2479's active zone.
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SCP-2479-B's anomalous properties occur over a period of roughly two (2) hours when worn by a subject, and when that subject is within SCP-2479's active zone.
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Within a few minutes, subjects will experience extreme abdominal pains, intensified rate of perspiration and abnormally dilated pupils. After wearing SCP-2479-B for more than ten (10) minutes, these symptoms will persist regardless of the presence of SCP-2479-B, and after fifteen (15) minutes the symptoms will persist outside of SCP-2479's active zone. Further symptoms will become apparent towards the end of the first hour; these include hyperhidrosis, uncontrollable shivering and, most importantly, acute hypertrichosis, resulting in an alarmingly rapid outgrowth of bodily and facial hair. All symptoms will be more painful and of a longer duration if the SCP-2479-B instance is not removed.
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Bodily and facial hair will harden into thick keratin rings around orifices and abnormal keratin structures will begin to form during the secondary hour. At this point, if still present, the SCP-2479-B instance will either be forcefully removed due to the development of obtrusive facial structures or fuse into the skin.
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Subjects will eventually begin to develop features which coincide with the animal depicted on the SCP-2479-B instance which they were afflicted by. Mental deterioration begins after roughly one (1) hour and fifteen (15) minutes, after which point the subject - hereby an SCP-2479-A instance - will attempt to move towards the ride that depicts the animal that they represent and acknowledge it as their territory. All memories from the instance's past life will be either erased or ignored and the instance will cease answering questions or responding to conversational stimuli.
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Subjects recovered before fifteen (15) minutes of SCP-2479-B exposure will suffer permanent scarring if removal surgery is performed to clear them of hair growths.
The following is an exemplar selection of SCP-2479-A instances and their observed physical deformities.
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Item #: SCP-2479-A-2
+Represented Animal: Cattle (B. taurus)
+Unique Details: Two large, malformed keratin growths on the crown of the head. Large, blackened, ingrown toenails and fingernails and hardened skin on soles of feet. Presumed to represent hooves and horns respectively.
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Item #: SCP-2479-A-5
+Represented Animal: Domestic cat (F. catus)
+Unique Details: Long growth of torn hair extending from the rear, rooted directly above the anus. Long and sharp teeth that have grown improperly in the mouth. Cysts forming within the gums.
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Item #: SCP-2479-A-7
+Represented Animal: Horse (E. f. caballus)
+Unique Details: Malformed keratin growths and nail overgrowth on extremities similar to SCP-2479-A-2 instances. Teeth enlarged and grown in various directions. Nostrils lined with thick keratin growths and expanded to almost four-thirds normal size.
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Item #: SCP-2479-A-11
+Represented Animal: Guira cuckoo (G. guira)
+Unique Details: Large, dented formation of keratin growing directly above upper lip resembling a beak. Downy "feathers" growing on arms.
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Item #: SCP-2479-A-16
+Represented Animal: Mexican redknee tarantula (B. smithi)
+Unique Details: Six large, malformed limbs of rough, reddened keratin extending from the 14th vertebra of the spine. Six miscellaneous keratin growths in the centre of the head. Canine teeth overgrown so as they puncture the gums when mouth is fully closed. Malformed keratin growth within the abdominal region found to be full of [DATA EXPUNGED].
EDIT as of 11/02/██: Following Incident 2479/1, SCP-2479-A instances have been observed to interact in a manner consistent with their position on the Charles Elton food chain model. This model follows a linear order in which each organism is sustained through consumption of the animal before it; therefore, SCP-2479-A instances can be appropriately split into Primary, Secondary, Tertiary and Apex consumer subcategories.
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As an example, SCP-2479-A-13 instances (considered fox-like, resembling members of the species V. vulpes) will periodically retire from wandering SCP-2479-13 "territory", reportedly doing so biweekly or when one is beginning to show symptoms of malnutrition5. Following this, SCP-2479-A-13 instances have been observed to seek instances of SCP-2479-A-4 or SCP-2479-A-11 (resembling ducks and birds, respectively) and [DATA EXPUNGED]. SCP-2479-A-13 instances have been observed to "hunt" alone or in pairs, whereas other Tertiary consumers such as SCP-2479-A-5 (considered representative of members of the species C. lupus) will not embark from their territory in groups of fewer than three (3).
On ██/██/██, between four (4) and seven (7) SCP-2479-A-5 (C. lupus) instances spontaneously fled the immediate vicinity of SCP-2479-5, an entirely unanticipated event of an alarming speed and scale. All instances traveled at high speed towards SCP-2479-6 and attacked all but two of the nine (9) SCP-2479-A-6 instances wandering its locale. This behaviour had not been observed before, even in experiments involving instance-to-instance interaction.
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After about seven (7) minutes of scrimmage, and during the process of arranging MTF intervention, all SCP-2479-A-5 instances retrieved the nearest dead or incapacitated instance of SCP-2479-A-6 and returned to their territory at a much slower speed than which they had left at. Over the next six (6) hours, each SCP-2479-A-5 instance gradually consumed the instance it had appropriated.
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Due to the unexpected nature of this event, no data was recorded on the speed of travel or method of attack exhibited by SCP-2479-A-5 instances. Further experimentation in a controlled environment is recommended.
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This recent development of a closed ecosystem in SCP-2479's active zone has become the primary object of research in Site-2479. It has been hypothesised that a "breeding program" involving exposure of subjects to several instances of SCP-2479-B can be implemented to introduce an Apex consumer into SCP-2479's ecosystem as a means of controlling interactions between SCP-2479-A instances.
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Experiments involving the cross-exposure of a single subject to multiple instances of SCP-2479-B are documented below.
Focus of Experimentation: Preliminary Cross-Exposure Testing
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Test A - Date ██/██/██
+Subject: D-7220
+Procedure: Subject was exposed to the effects of SCP-2479-B-8 (E. f. przewalskii).
+Results: Normal symptoms of SCP-2479-B-8 affliction observed over a period of two (2) hours. Full transformation complete after two (2) hours and nine (9) minutes.
+Postliminary: Subject, now an SCP-2479-A-8 instance, was allowed to reside at SCP-2479-8.
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Test B - Date ██/██/██
+Subject: SCP-2479-A-8 (formerly D-7220)
+Procedure: Specimen was exposed to the effects of SCP-2479-B-8 (the SCP-2479-B instance associated with its appearance).
+Results: Normal symptoms of SCP-2479-B-8 affliction observed over a period of two (2) hours. Symptoms occurred at standard severity, but alongside already present physical abnormalities, roughly doubling the size and/or length of the symptoms' physical characteristics. This in most cases resulted in minor skin abrasions and additional malformations in the mouth, nostrils and appendages. The skin around these areas was observed to stretch (to the point of splitting in extreme cases) and the subject exhibited normal pain symptoms, as expected.
+Postliminary: Injuries were treated by medical personnel and the SCP-2479-A-8 instance was contained.
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Test C - Date ██/██/██
+Subject: SCP-2479-A-8 (formerly D-7220)
+Procedure: Specimen was exposed to the effects of SCP-2479-B-6 (F. catus).
+Results: Normal symptoms of SCP-2479-B-6 affliction observed over a period of two (2) hours. Uncomfortable preliminary symptoms were observed to be substantially more painful than in previous observations. Teeth became further enlarged and developed sharp tips with minor dental fractures starting to be observed towards the end of exposure. Bodily hair roughly doubled in length and hair roots formed and began to grow roughly an inch above the anus. Abrasions observed as in experiment above.
+Postliminary: Injuries were treated by medical personnel and the subject, hereby designated SCP-2479-A-8/66, was contained for study.
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Note: SCP-2479-B seems to afflict whomever it is worn by, irrespective of any previous exposure. The symptoms it induces simply 'overlap' with previous physical properties; bodily hair will double in length, teeth with double in size and width, etcetera. Considering that the resulting wounds can be safely treated, cross-exposure with SCP-2479-B instances in the interest of creating an SCP-2479-A instance that fits the role of an Apex consumer is plausible. - Dr. ██████
Focus of Experimentation: Creating Potential SCP-2479-A Apex Consumer
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Note: Permission was granted for experiments with the goal of creating an Apex consumer by Site Director █████. The subject selected for this series of experiments, D-6018, was chosen for his athleticism and high standards of performance in physical examinations. - Dr. ██████
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Test A - Date ██/██/██
+Subject: D-6018
+Procedure: Subject was exposed to the effects of SCP-2479-B-6 (F. catus).
+Results: SCP-2479-B-6 symptoms observed as normal. Full transformation was complete after two (2) hours and seventeen (17) minutes.
+Postliminary: SCP-2479-A-6 instance was sent to temporary containment.
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Test B - Date ██/██/██
+Subject: SCP-2479-A-6 (formerly D-6018)
+Procedure: Specimen was exposed to the effects of SCP-2479-B-13 (V. vulpes).
+Results: Instance developed larger and sharper teeth, as well as various vestigial dental formations. Bodily hair roughly doubled in length. Instance's skin developed several malformed keratin growths of unknown purpose, along with several minor cases of inflammation akin to acute dermatitis.
+Postliminary: Subject, hereby designated SCP-2479-A-6/13, underwent minor restorative surgery to clear skin of epidermal growths and to treat inflammation. SCP-2479-A-6/13 was later contained in a temporary containment cell.
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Note: Before Test B, SCP-2479-A-6/13 consistently tried to approach and claim SCP-2479-6 as territory, but its recent cross-exposure seems to have rendered it totally abstinent in this regard. It does, however, continue to attempt to follow regular hunting patterns. Future experimentation will hopefully reveal more about its attitude to the notion of 'territory' and its potential as a method of breach prevention and population control. - Dr. ██████
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Test C - Date ██/██/██
+Subject: SCP-2479-A-6/13 (formerly D-6018)
+Procedure: Specimen was exposed to the effects of SCP-2479-B-16 (T. blondi).
+Results: Instance began but did not complete the growth of six appendages which sprouted from the 12th vertebra of the spine and stopped growing at between four (4) and six (6) inches. Hair grew minimally but increased in quantity, covering more of the skin's surface area, including the aforementioned additional appendages. Instance developed four (4) keratin growths in the facial region with placements similar to those of additional eyes on an arachnid. Large, dense keratin growths penetrated skin and grew up to five (5) centimeters outwards from the epidermal layer. Specimen also began to demonstrate [DATA EXPUNGED], as with other SCP-2479-A-16 instances. Extreme levels of pain were exhibited before subject spontaneously lost consciousness nearing the end of the second hour, presumably as a reaction to stress and discomfort. Inflammation symptoms returned as before.
+Postliminary: Subject, hereby designated SCP-2479-AX, underwent extensive restorative surgery to clear skin of large epidermal growths and facial keratin formations, and to treat inflammation. Subject passed medical examination roughly a day after full transformation and has been observed to function normally. SCP-2479-AX was later contained in a temporary containment cell.
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Note: Based on previous knowledge of SCP-2479-A-6, SCP-2479-A-13 and SCP-2479-A-16, SCP-2479-AX can now theoretically 'hunt' all known SCP-2479-A instances, placing it at the top of SCP-2479's food chain. Thorough examination of SCP-2479-AX's possible applications can now commence. - Dr. ██████
Focus of Experimentation: Evaluating Possible Apex Consumer Applications
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Test A - Date ██/██/██
+Subject: SCP-2479-AX, Researcher █████████
+Procedure: Specimen was introduced to Researcher █████████ (not during hunting hours).
+Results: Specimen engaged in one-ended conversation, as observed in all other SCP-2479-A instances. SCP-2479-AX encouraged Researcher █████████ to visit three (3) rides; SCP-2479-6, SCP-2479-13 and SCP-2479-16. Specimen did not respond to questions.
+Postliminary: SCP-2479-AX was recontained.
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Test B - Date ██/██/██
+Subject: SCP-2479-AX, SCP-2479-A-4
+Procedure: Specimen was introduced to SCP-2479-A-4 (not during hunting hours).
+Results: SCP-2479-AX engaged in one-ended conversation as expected. SCP-2479-A-4 did not vocalise at all and instead stared at SCP-2479-AX in silence for the entire duration of the forty (40) minute interaction.
+Postliminary: Both instances were recontained.
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Note: So far, no SCP-2479-A instance has failed to make conversation with another outside of observed hunting times. It is possible that SCP-2479-A do not recognise SCP-2479-AX as one of them or as a human, and therefore have no capacity for interaction. - Dr. ██████
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Test C - Date ██/██/██
+Subject: SCP-2479-AX
+Procedure: Specimen permitted monitored access into SCP-2479's active zone (not during hunting hours).
+Results: Specimen was not observed to make any attempt to approach or claim 'territory'. Instead, SCP-2479-AX roamed with no apparent direction7 in areas of low SCP-2479-A concentration. Specimen was observed to be attempting to hide: SCP-2479-AX seemed to favour areas of high or dense shrubbery as a means of concealing itself, a behaviour with no apparent purpose. The specimen was observed to defecate considerably more frequently than other SCP-2479-A instances.
+Postliminary: Specimen was recaptured and contained after three (3) hours of inactivity.
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Test D - Date ██/██/██
+Subject: SCP-2479-AX
+Procedure: Specimen permitted monitored access into SCP-2479's active zone (during hunting hours).
+Results: Specimen began to progress towards SCP-2479-1 (territory of SCP-2479-A-1, C. a. hircus) at a speed of roughly fourteen (14) miles per hour. On arrival, specimen [DATA EXPUNGED], resulting in the deaths of all but three (3) of the eight (8) SCP-2479-A-1 instances present. SCP-2479-AX retrieved only two (2) carcasses, carried them to where it had been first released fifteen (15) minutes prior and proceeded to both consume and [DATA EXPUNGED] for roughly an hour.
+Postliminary: Specimen was recaptured and contained safely after experiment. SCP-2479-1 remains, both from SCP-2479-AX and from SCP-2479-1's vicinity, were disposed of.
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Test E - Date ██/██/██
+Subject: SCP-2479-AX
+Procedure: Specimen permitted monitored access into SCP-2479's active zone (during hunting hours) at a different location. The closest ride to this location, SCP-2479-4, was vacated of all but one (1) SCP-2479-A-4 (A. platyrhynchos) instance.
+Results: Specimen began to progress towards SCP-2479-4 and [DATA EXPUNGED], as before, resulting in the death of the only present SCP-2479-A-4 instance. SCP-2479-AX proceeded to consume and [DATA EXPUNGED] the carcass that it had appropriated.
+Postliminary: Specimen was recaptured and contained safely after experiment. SCP-2479-4 remains were disposed of.
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Note: SCP-2479-AX seems to know the locations of SCP-2479's rides and selects the closest territory during hunting. If it continues to hunt in this indiscriminate manner we may be able to selectively release the instance as a recontainment device in the event of future containment breaches, but further experimentation is required to fully understand SCP-2479-AX's hunting patterns. - Dr. ██████
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Test F - Date ██/██/██
+Subject: SCP-2479-AX
+Procedure: [DATA EXPUNGED]
+Results: [DATA EXPUNGED]
+Postliminary: See Incident Log 2479/2.
On ██/██/██, during experimentation on SCP-2479-AX, all instances of SCP-2479-A-13 spontaneously instigated a mass-scale hunting event and near-site-wide containment breach, irrespective from any previously observed hunting times. The 'pack' of SCP-2479-A-13 instances separated into two (2) groups of seven (7) and attacked both SCP-2479-7 and SCP-2479-11. MTF Epsilon-11 ("Nine-Tailed Fox") were called immediately and SCP-2479-AX was left unmonitored for more than half an hour in the ensuing containment breach resolution protocols.
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Recorded footage from numerous nearby security cameras observed SCP-2479-AX approach SCP-2479-6 before attacking, subduing and incapacitating three (3) female instances of SCP-2479-A-6, after which [DATA EXPUNGED] until SCP-2479-AX was relocated and recontained. The three (3) relevant SCP-2479-A-3 instances were also contained and monitored over the course of the seven (7) following weeks.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2757 is to be stored in Storage Locker 15 at Site-██ when not in use. SCP-2757-1 instances are to be stored in Filing Cabinet ██. Access to SCP-2757 and SCP-2757-1 requires Level-2 clearance. Watchlist databases have been updated with SCP-2757 information, so any shipments of SCP-2757 and SCP-2757-1 can be intercepted and secured.
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Description: SCP-2757 resembles a vintage movie projector, and is composed primarily of metal. Its casing is painted purple, with the words "LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION!" painted along the bottom in white. On one side is a hand crank, which is linked to a detent that only releases the escapement when the crank has been wound 10 times. The detent often comes loose, and should be replaced regularly.
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SCP-2757-1 refers to the film reels associated with the object's primary anomalous effect. Currently there are 7 different instances of SCP-2757-1 in storage. When an instance of SCP-2757-1 is placed in SCP-2757, and the hand crank turned 10 times, the room is apparently "transformed" to a unique landscape based on the instance being used. The room can still be seen and heard by researchers viewing it, though unable to be entered. If SCP-2757-1 is used with a non-anomalous movie projector, only a blank screen is shown. The same happens if SCP-2757 is used to play a non-anomalous film.
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The locations SCP-2757 produces all appear to be animated landscapes, rendered in a style similar to that of the Warner Bros. Looney Tunes film shorts. Any entity that was in the room prior to SCP-2757's activation will be rendered in that style. Animals oftentimes will gain sapience and full speech capabilities. Injuries sustained during SCP-2757's active effect, even normally severe ones, are easily recovered from (e.g. dismemberment is solved by reattaching the lost limb). It has been observed that during SCP-2757's active effect, there are frequent musical numbers. Even if none of the subjects affected have had any training in music or choreography, they will sing perfectly in tune, with expert choreography, and know the lyrics without any prior practice.
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An instruction booklet was recovered along with the objects. See Document 2757-a.
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Document 2757-a Excerpt:
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Hey Kids! Stuck inside on a rainy day? Life getting too boring and ordinary? Then wind up "Dr. Wondertainment's Projector Fantastico™"! Put in a Wonder-Reel™, and with a little Cinemagic™, you'll be in for an adventure the whole family can take part in! Solve mysteries, explore lost jungles, slay dragons, and more, all from your living room!
+Stay on the lookout for future Wonder-Reel™ Adventures: The Treasure of Atlantis, Ghost Train of the Old West, Space Rodeo of Orion, and more!
+Caution: Do not use "Dr. Wondertainment's Projector Fantastico™" in open areas. Do not dawdle while your Wonder-Reel™ is playing. Make sure that the safety pin is working before using your product.
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SCP-2757 was recovered when the ████████ family was reported missing in ██████████, ██████ for over a week. SCP-2757 was found in the living room of the ████████ home and was bought back to Site-██. During initial testing the ████████ family manifested, apparently in great hysterics. When interrogated, they stated that they had been trapped in the world of SCP-2757-1, unable to move or speak. The detent had fallen out without their noticing, and they failed to count how many times they had wound SCP-2757. Class-B amnestics were administered to the ████████ family and they were released, with the cover story that they had taken an unannounced family vacation.
Goal: To determine the content of the SCP-2757-1 instances.
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The Mystery of the Missing Crown
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A city resembling a mish-mash of various European countries. D-class personnel appearances changed as well. Some gained tuxedos, while the others resembled cartoon robbers. All could summon a variety of gadgets, including grappling hooks, smoke bombs, and glasses that allowed them to see past walls. The D-class in tuxedos were apparently tasked with retrieving a stolen crown from a Madam Carlata, while the robber D-class attempted to thwart their efforts.
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Quest for the Golden Bird of Harmony
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A tropical jungle. Some flora and fauna do not resemble any found on Earth. D-class all gained safari outfits. The D-class journeyed to a structure resembling a Mayan pyramid. The pyramid contained various booby traps, guarding a bird that resembled a greater bird-of-paradise with all-golden feathers.
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Sword of the Ruby Kingdom
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A field, with a castle visible in the distance. D-class gained full-body armor, some having more adornments than others. Upon reaching the castle they were told by a King Giles that in order to become true knights, they had to slay various monsters, including a dragon.
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Tales of Brefer Wood
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A large forest. All D-class personnel became various woodland animals, including skunks, porcupines, deer, and rabbits. All were still capable of verbal communication. A group of hunters was in the forest, whom the D-class drove out.
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The Valiant Crusaders
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A city. Technology levels were much more advanced than in our world, as skyscrapers were over a mile tall, flying vehicles were common, and buildings were erected in seconds from what seemed to be hard light. D-class personnel gained colorful costumes and anomalous abilities.1 The city was attacked by various threats, including giant monsters, extraterrestial invasions, and individuals that also had anomalous abilities. D-class managed to repel these threats.
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Catch That Dove!
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A desert, with only a single strip of road running through it. A large dove wearing a backpack flew up to the D-class and yelled "Catch me! Catch me! Try to catch me, nimrods! Woohoo!" at the D-class before flying off. There was a phone booth by the road, with a catalog from the company "PEAK LTD" inside it. D-class could order a variety of equipment from the catalog, including fighter planes, artillery cannons, bazookas, bombs, rocket launchers, tanks, performance-enhancing drugs, electromagnets, wrecking balls, bear traps, catapults, and paint. All attempts to capture the dove failed spectacularly, resulting in the D-class getting injured, whether it be from being caught in a mountain-leveling explosion, falling off cliffs, getting crushed by boulders, or getting run over by trains or trucks. With every failure the dove would return to mock the D-class.
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Professor Abnormal's 101 Experiments
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A laboratory filled with huge instruments with seemingly meaningless dials and monitors, and frequently emitted electricity. A man in a lab coat and safety goggles with spirals on them appeared, and was overjoyed to have some "volunteers to work with." The reactions of the characters were noted to be much more exaggerated than usual.2 Various devices and chemicals were tested on the D-class, ranging from a teleporter, a shrink ray, a cloning chamber, a intelligence-enhancer, and a "interdimensional folder." When the interdimensional folder was used, the scene went through several radical medium shifts3 before returning to normal. At one point there was an accident and D-59914374 was splashed with "Eraser Ink." D-59914374 vanished and did not return when SCP-2757 stopped. Notably, D-45316250, who had used the intelligence-enhancer, seemed to retain his increased intelligence.
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Experiment 2757-08:
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Goal: To determine the effects of failing to complete a "story" in SCP-2757-1
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Procedure: D-class personnel were ordered to do nothing during testing. SCP-2757-1a was placed in SCP-2757, and SCP-2757 was wound 10 times using a remote-controlled arm.
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Result: A "TO BE CONTINUED!" title card appeared, and SCP-2757 stopped. D-class personnel had vanished. When SCP-2757 was wound again, the D-class personnel reappeared. SCP-2757-1a was completed as normal.
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Goal: To determine the effects of using SCP-2757 in an outdoors area.
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Procedure: SCP-2757 was taken to Outdoor Testing Site-██. SCP-2757-1c was placed in SCP-2757, and SCP-2757 was wound 10 times.
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Result: SCP-2757's anomalous effect manifested much more slowly than in closed testing areas, but spread beyond the boundaries of the testing area. In recognition of the possibility of a CK-class restructuring scenario, testing was forcibly aborted. D-class personnel were later safely recovered.
Special Containment Procedures: Due to the low priority placed on testing SCP-2796, the Foundation maintains a stock of roughly 100 litres of SCP-2796 in Site-22 low-temperature long-term storage. As it has been observed that the substance is stable in low temperatures, stock monitoring have been downgraded to annual inspection. (As of this revision, the next scheduled inspection is 06/04/1997).
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The instructions for the creation of SCP-2796 are stored in hard copy on Site-15, with appropriate paper and electronic back-up in select archives. In the event that available stocks of SCP-2796 falls below roughly 50 litres, Foundation personnel are instructed to refresh the stock.
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Excess material is to be destroyed by dissolution in water.
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Description: SCP-2796 is a water-based liquid compound which acts as an anomalous contact hallucinogenic. The substance is easily created from a simple recipe of commonly-available extracts and household chemicals, and poses no discernible health risk from limited contact or consumption. The effects of SCP-2796 wear off within 90 minutes.
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Those affected by SCP-2796 experience a shared and consistent hallucination. They perceive, visually and tactilely, the sudden appearance of scar tissue, necrotization, and pigmentation on the portions of their bodies which have come into recent contact with SCP-2796. Subjects consistently describe these phenomena and their descriptions are consistent with one another even in isolation.
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Scar tissue most frequently appear as common surgical incisions, ranging from small straight incisions to thoracic Y-cut and rotary scars around the skull or joints. The location and extent of these scars are consistent across multiple exposures to SCP-2796, though a small number of "fresh" scars were reported to have manifested during long-term testing. A small percentage of subjects have reported that individual scars correspond to aches or pains they experience, often reporting these scars to appear recent, inflamed or infected. This corresponds with psychological trends of pattern-forming common among those subject to perception-altering drugs.
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Pigmentation consists of thin black lines, both solid and interrupted, drawn across the body. These tend to concentrate around the armpits, chest, wrist, neck and genitals of the subject, and often vary immensely across multiple exposures. It is noted that some subjects gain a fixation on certain locations on their body, reporting that lines on these locations are frequently redrawn with slight modifications. In a small percentage of cases, subjects have reported symbols accompanying some of these lines, most frequently on reappearing lines. Reproduction of these symbols have been produced and are currently1 awaiting analysis by Foundation linguist and cryptographic departments, but have been tagged low priority.
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Necrotization is rare and usually consists of degradation of facial features, and was not consistent across multiple exposures. Due to the small number of instances, there is currently no strong explanation for these divergent reports.
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Through testing, it has been determined that younger subjects perceive themselves to have more pigmentation lines and older subjects perceive themselves to have more scar tissue. It is notable that test subjects suffering from hypochondriasis perceive themselves as having a greater number of markings and scars than average.
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SCP-2796 was originally discovered in 197█ during a Foundation inspection of a palliative care center in ███████, Canada, following reports of anomalous treatment methods being employed. Employees were found to be creating and using SCP-2796 on both themselves and their patients to enable "treatment" of non-existent wounds, and multiple patients with chronic or terminal diseases had marked their bodies with paint or markers in imitation of the hallucinatory pigmentation. An investigation and information-control campaign was launched, but discontinued during a redeployment of resources to containment of SCP-███. As of the most recent revision of documentation (05/04/1996) there have been no known instances of SCP-2796 or its recipe outside of containment since.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-286 is to be kept in a secure containment cell at Site-19 that allows an open, secure perimeter of at least 50m radius around SCP-286. Only D-Class personnel are permitted to have direct physical contact with SCP-286, and only as part of an approved experiment.
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Update 07/19/20██: Experiments with SCP-286 are hereby suspended until further notice. (see:Technical Note TN-286-55) —O5-██
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Surveillance cameras are to be positioned to allow 360 degree monitoring of SCP-286 during experimentation. Recordings shall be maintained and cataloged of all Sigma states exhibited by SCP-286. The archive of these States is to be made available to any researchers with Level 2 clearance or higher.
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Update 03/11/20██: As of Incident I-286-5, surveillance of SCP-286 is to be continuous, and any initiation of a Sigma state is to immediately reported to Overwatch Command. Outside the immediate project directorate, the SCP-286 Sigma state archives and associated material are to be restricted to level 4 access. Under no circumstances are identified instances of SCP-286-1 or SCP-286-2 to be prevented from having contact with SCP-286. —O5-██
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Description: SCP-286 is a carved stone game board, measuring 83cm on a side. It bears markings consistent with the Chinese game of Liubo (六博).1 Based on artifacts found with SCP-286 during recovery, SCP-286 has been dated to at least the Shang Dynasty2, though all attempts to date the carvings directly have been inconclusive. Analysis of SCP-286’s composition has shown high concentrations of iron and nickel, and crystalline microstructures consistent with [REDACTED].
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If any human being higher-order mammal touches SCP-286, it will initiate a Sigma state. A Sigma state is indicated by the appearance of 12 tokens on the surface of the game board. The tokens appear to be constructed of the same material as SCP-2863. Six tokens are “dark,” absorbing ~75% more ambient light than the board surface, while six tokens are “light,” emitting ~75% more ambient light than that which actually strikes them. Appearing with the tokens on the game surface are two eighteen-sided dice, apparently made of bronze.4 The dice share the anomalous reflective and absorption properties shown by the game tokens, one “light” and one “dark.” Otherwise the dice appear consistent with dice found with non-anomalous Liubo sets recovered from various Chinese archeological sites.
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A Sigma state will also manifest SCP-286-1 and SCP-286-2 to play a game. SCP-286-1 and SCP-286-2 are human beings higher-order mammals who have suffered temporary alterations in patterns of movement, cognition, behavior and vocalization. SCP-286-1 will appear agitated, movements will become jerky and imprecise, vocalizations will be quick, stuttering and aggressive. SCP-286-2 will appear sluggish, movements halting and slow, vocalizations will be low-pitched, throaty, and tend to be monosyllabic. Subjects capable of human speech will converse, but only to their opposite number during a Sigma event. Such conversations (or monologues in the case of a subject facing a non-human opponent) are conducted in a random sequence of human languages, sometimes shifting multiple times within a single statement. Only 45% of the recorded conversations between SCP-286-1 and SCP-286-2 have been successfully translated to date.
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The subject who initiated the Sigma state will become an instance of SCP-286-1 if they touched SCP-286 on an illuminated surface, or they will become an instance of SCP-286-2 if they touched SCP-286 on a surface that is in shadow.
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In either case, the subject will take a seated position to one side of the board5 and roll one of the two dice manifested by SCP-286.6
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After the die is rolled, some other human being higher-order mammal will appear within 47m of SCP-286 and become the subject’s opposition (SCP-286-2 in the case where the subject is SCP-286-1, or SCP-286-1 in the case where the subject is SCP-286-2). This selection appears related to the result of the first die roll.7
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After appearing, the subject's opposition will take a seated position facing the subject and will commence playing the first move. Game play then consists of SCP-286-1 and SCP-286-2 alternately rolling dice and moving pieces on the board in complex patterns. A game is won when the center square contains all of one side's tokens, and only that side's tokens.8 A winning move concludes a Sigma state.
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During a Sigma state, SCP-286-1 and SCP-286-2 will show no reaction to any external stimuli that does not physically interfere with SCP-286-1, SCP-286-2 and their interaction with the game. If something disrupts an ongoing game9 then either SCP-286-1 or SCP-286-2 will stand and vocalize a statement that most commonly translates as “forfeit,” less commonly as “draw.” This event will also conclude a Sigma state.
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When a Sigma state concludes, players cease being designated SCP-286-1 or SCP-286-2, and Game tokens, dice, and the subject's opposing player all vanish.10 All observed subjects, and those opposing players who have been identified and examined, have shown no physical aftereffects from interaction with SCP-286. However, all cases have shown a marked increase in spirituality and interest in religious subjects including, but not limited to, adoption of new belief systems, taking on of vows, speaking in tongues, and prophetic visions.11 For the winning player, this new spirituality will tend to take an optimistic, messianic character. For the losing player, attitudes will tend toward the apocalyptic.
Technical Note TN-286-55: SCP-286's Possible Relationship to Divination and/or Revelation
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Liubo divination diagram dating from the Han Dynasty (202 BCE–220 CE)
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Historically, Liubo was not only a game, but also used as a method of divination, the various spots on the game board corresponding to the sexagenary cycle used by Chinese to recount the passage of time since the earliest written texts. Given the propensity of subjects to have prophetic visions subsequent to their participation in a Sigma event, it has been theorized by several researchers that the moves during a Sigma event may themselves be of some prophetic significance.
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While the possible significance of individual moves during recorded Sigma events is ongoing and so far inconclusive, it has been determined that the act of winning does appear to correspond to significant events beyond the game itself. In particular, every instance of SCP-286-1 winning has been tied to intensification of sunspots, solar flares, and generally increased solar activity. SCP-286-2 winning has been associated with significant tectonic events, including [REDACTED]
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Because it is not known if these events were predicted by one side winning, or caused by one side winning, experimentation on SCP-286 has been suspended as an unacceptable risk.
Document TR-286-27e: Excerpted Translation of Dialog Between SCP-286-1 and SCP-286-2 During Sigma Event #27
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+Foreword: D-Class test subject was a male Caucasian 44 years of age, identified as SCP-286-1 after initiation of a Sigma state. Opposition player, SCP-286-2, was an as-yet unidentified Hispanic female approximately 20 years of age. The Sigma state lasted for 68 minutes, at which time SCP-286-1 achieved the winning move. During the Sigma event, the players conversed in 25 known languages and approximately 15 unknown languages. ~30% of their dialog was undecipherable or in an indeterminate language, marking this episode the most completely translated yet recorded.
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<Begin Transcript, 13:00 ██/██/████>
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SCP-286-1: You (move| rotate) (slowly| imprecisely) as [UNTRANSLATABLE] (matter |earth |universe)
SCP-286-2: [Laughs] (distress |discomfort |displeasure) [UNTRANSLATABLE] to you.
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SCP-286-1: Why would I [UNTRANSLATABLE] your (sins |perversions |abominations)
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SCP-286-2: [Laughs]
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SCP-286-1: You disgust me [UNTRANSLATABLE] (matter |earth |universe) disgusts me.
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SCP-286-2: You [UNTRANSLATABLE] in that meat skin. This amuses me.
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SCP-286-1: [UNTRANSLATABLE]
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SCP-286-2: (move |process |sequence)
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SCP-286-1: Every (time |moment |eternity) my [UNTRANSLATABLE] closer. I (must |will |shall) (illuminate |enlighten) this [UNTRANSLATABLE]
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SCP-286-2: [Sighs] (move |process |sequence)
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SCP-286-1: You are too (comfortable |undisturbed) (enslaved |bound |chained) within [UNTRANSLATABLE] meat (doll |puppet). Do you [UNTRANSLATABLE] (love |arousal) [UNTRANSLATABLE]
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SCP-286-2: (move |process |sequence) or forfeit
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SCP-286-1: [UNTRANSLATABLE]
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SCP-286-2: [UNTRANSLATABLE]
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SCP-286-1: [UNTRANSLATABLE]
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SCP-286-2: [UNTRANSLATABLE] (exiled |banished) me to (matter |earth |universe) [UNTRANSLATABLE] (know |understand) me more than you.
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SCP-286-1: [UNTRANSLATABLE] will (know |understand) me and be (consumed |engulfed |destroyed) by (knowledge |understanding)
Description: At 05:31 UTC, standard security monitoring SCP-286's containment area detected the unauthorized presence of Dr. S███ S████, a Foundation researcher temporarily assigned to Site-19, most recently assigned to the study of SCP-435.12 All experimentation on SCP-286 had been suspended for the preceding eight months, and no activity with the object had been approved. A security team was dispatched, reaching Dr. S████ as she entered SCP-286’s containment area. Upon arrival, the security team discovered the presence of Dr. L██ W███, a researcher assigned to SCP-286, already seated behind the “dark” side of SCP-286. SCP-286 showed the signs of already being in a Sigma state. Both researchers showed behavioral anomalies consistent with SCP-286-1 and SCP-286-2. Believing an unauthorized experiment was underway, the security team restrained Dr. S████ before she could seat herself at SCP-286. In response, Dr. L██ stood and vocalized what has been identified as Vulgate Latin words for “Grand forfeit.” The Sigma state concluded at 05:45 UTC. Neither researcher could provide any explanation of how they were affected by SCP-286. Dr. S████ last recollection was having a cup of coffee at a staff commissary on the other side of the Site-19 complex from SCP-286, while Dr. L██ reported that he had been reading e-mails in his office when he blacked out.
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Simultaneously with the cessation of SCP-286's Sigma state, there was a sudden emergency in [REDACTED] when SCP-435-1 unexpectedly entered an active state, moving erratically and [REDACTED] impacting the ocean basin at [REDACTED] causing an [REDACTED]. Contingency 435-XK-Alpha had been initiated, but was cancelled when SCP-435-1 came to rest three minutes later.
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+Note: SCP-286 classification is hereby upgraded to Euclid — O5-█
Special Containment Procedures: As a fully functional Foundation Site, SCP-3051 is capable of self-containment. SCP-3051 has constantly manned roadblocks, watchtowers and surveillance cameras, which remain, for the most part, active even during Incident-3051-86.
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Outside of SCP-3051's area of effect, there is a network of motion-sensitive cameras intended to capture civilians attempting to enter Site-86-D during SCP-3051's deactivated period.
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A series of radio and television transmitters positioned outside of SCP-3051’s are set to continuously broadcast duplicate signals of those originally sent from 16/12/1980 to 22/12/1980 into SCP-3051. At the beginning of each loop, Dr. Faust must manually connect the severed telephone network to a computer, which will send an automatic error message when the phones in Site-86-D are used.
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Dr. Richard Faust is to remain within SCP-3051 and monitor the anomaly to explore possible methods of aborting SCP-3051 by studying the nature of the loop, leaving before Incident-3051-86 takes place. Dr. Faust has been approved to remain within SCP-3051 by psychiatrists. If Dr. Faust fails to check in before 5 PM Monday of each week, an available Foundation agent will be dispatched to investigate and Dr. Faust's employment will be terminated.
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Informing SCP-3051-1 instances of SCP-3051 is prohibited.
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Description: SCP-3051 is the ruins of Site-86-D1 and the surrounding area in a three-kilometre radius. Site-86-D was a newly instituted residential Site containing Safe to Euclid level temporal anomalies. It had a total staff count of 467, with 466 present at the time of Incident-3051-86.
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Every seventh day, a localised temporal distortion takes place within SCP-3051. The distortion returns SCP-3051 to 6:12 PM, Tuesday, 16/12/1980. An operational Site-86-D, containing SCPs and staff, will replace the ruins. This replacement also restores SCP-3051’s surrounding terrain, forest, and wildlife to their state in 1980. Only objects which were present during the original Incident-3051-86 will be replicated, leaving Dr. Richard Faust as the only staff member to not be recreated as an SCP-3051-1 instance. The distortion will terminate after six days and twelve hours, when Incident-3051-86 concludes at 6:12 AM, Sunday, 22/12/1980, and the area will return to its dilapidated state. This is followed by a twelve-hour long inactive period before the loop restarts.
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Humans that manifest within SCP-3051 are designated SCP-3051-1. SCP-3051-1 instances are unaware of the temporal distortion and will continue their usual routines from that time forward. SCP-3051-1 are not permitted to leave the borders of SCP-3051. Objects and SCP-3051-1 which are removed from SCP-3051 will dematerialise upon crossing the border.
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An individual spending an extended period within SCP-3051 will begin to slow the rate of ageing. Dr. Faust has aged only two years since the first loop.
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The 3051-86 event commenced at 11:45 PM, 21/12/1980. A convoy of unidentified soldiers, designated GoI-176, wearing black tactical armour, disabled Site-86-D’s communications array and forcibly entered the premises through the western checkpoint in armoured trucks. Foundation security defended the entrance to the Site but was quickly defeated by the highly advanced weaponry and superior numbers deployed against them. GoI-176 then entered the facility, prioritising the termination of Foundation staff and procedurally searching each room, acquiring 54 SCPs. No staff survived. A full manifest of the SCPs taken by GoI-176 is available in Document-3051-C.
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GoI-176 returned to the central courtyard of SCP-3051 and assembled a complex device resembling a 5-metre tall spire, designated SCP-3051-2. When completed, GoI-176 exited the area in the trucks. SCP-3051-2 was activated remotely and exploded at 6:12 AM, destroying Site-86-D and the surrounding area and emitting a pulse of unknown energy2, which extended three kilometres in all directions. SCP-3051-3 is lethal during the pulse from SCP-3051-2. After that point, SCP-3051-3 becomes benign. SCP-3051-3 energy signatures fade gradually until the next SCP-3051-2 detonation. The detonation of SCP-3051-2 concludes each loop of SCP-3051, beginning the inactive phase.
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Foundations agents arrived at the remains of Site-86-D shortly after the SCP-3051-2 detonation, and Site-86-D was declared decommissioned. While cleanup was in progress, SCP-3051 exhibited anomalous properties for the first time. Researchers and MTFs erected a research camp for principal containment.
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On the fifteenth loop of SCP-3051, several MTFs were dispatched to assist Site-86-D against GoI-176. After GoI-176 failed to respond to requests for negotiation, Foundation forces opened fire on GoI-176. Enemy operatives retrieved weaponry superior to that of the Foundation strike force3 and advanced to begin assault on Site-86-D. After sustaining casualties, GoI-176 returned to the trucks and exchanged fire with pursuers while leaving SCP-3051 and demanifesting. The loop concluded at the usual time and the following SCP-3051 loop was identical, even without the assembly of SCP-3051-2. Due to the inconsequential effect, MTF casualties, and SCP-3051-1 distress resulting from the intervention, further attempts have been suspended.
PoI-176-14 [Broadcast to numerous PoI-176s]: <Unintelligible> for the ones in armour <Unintelligible> can’t go round the left
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PoI-176-1 [Broadcast to PoI-176-3]: Command. Foundation has more guns than anticipated. How to proceed?
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PoI-176-2 [Broadcast to Numerous PoI-176]: Twelve! <Unintelligible> is down!
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PoI-176-3 [Broadcast to PoI-176-1]: Copy that.
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PoI-176-3 [Broadcast to all PoI-176]: Everybody, disengage and return to transport. Hotel-5, cover the retreat. <Unintelligible> let them know we’ll get the fifteenth shipment next week.
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On the sixteenth loop, GoI-176 returned with significantly more units, as well as artillery support, and bombarded the highly populated areas of Site-86-D with unknown, highly volatile weaponry before retrieving the SCPs. On loops 17 onwards, GoI-176 returned to its previous routine but maintained the heightened number of soldiers and quality weaponry.
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The only surviving Site employee was Dr. Richard Faust5, who had been absent from Site-86-D at the time of the event, in violation of curfew regulations. Sr. Researcher Valeria Faust and Security Officer Kristian Faust, Richard's wife and son, respectively, were both casualties of the event. Once informed of the existence and function of SCP-3051, Faust requested permission to remain at Site-86-D. This request was granted when Dr. Faust was proven to be willing to remain within SCP-3051 for studying, due to his specialisation in temporal misalignment and his preexisting residence at Site-86-D. The following transcript was reviewed during Dr. Faust's screening for SCP-3051 residency.
Extracts from Richard Faust's personal Tape Recorder:
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12/12/1980
+Richard: God damn, the new Site has finally been set up. We've been working our asses off for the longest time to set up those living quarters. Of course, I would be lying if I said that that was the only reason why I hadn’t put a recording in this thing for so long. It's all hands on deck with this new management, so they had me and Valeria working to move all the furnishings into our new apartment. At least the place is big, and the couch is comfy for when Val gets into one of her moods. Heh.
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<End Log>
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14/12/1980
+Richard: Well, we've moved in. We just opened our last box of stuff and everything is working properly. This place is pretty great. They have a supply truck come in every Monday with everything that we ask for for the week. We also have the Christmas ornaments from the old house, but we can't get a normal Christmas tree like we used to because it makes a mess. I'm on my way to pick up a plastic tree right now, actually. I'll probably pick up a few other things for Christmas too.
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<End Log>
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16/12/1980
+Richard: Shit, Val is absolutely livid. Kristian didn't want to spend Christmas over here because he's going to Vegas with his friends. I personally think that he has a right to do what he wants. Val has a tendency to overreact over these kinds of things anyway-
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[Door opens]
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Valeria: What are you talking about? Overreacting? I'm perfectly justified! He has no right to abandon us!
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Richard: Calm down. He's not abandoning us, he lives a five-minute walk away from us.
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Valeria: And how many times have you seen him lately? Christmas is for family! He can't just leave us to go gamble his money away and mess around with hookers!
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Richard: Kristian is twenty-six, for Christ's sake! It's not our responsibility to shackle him up.
Richard: Yeah? And you're delusional if you think that Kristian is still a child who you can push around on a whim.
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[Pause]
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Richard: Val? Oh my God, I'm so sorry.
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<End Log>
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20/12/1980 First Recording
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Valeria: Are you done with work?
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Richard: Yeah.
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Valeria: Do you want to watch a film?
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Richard: Can’t. I’m going out to the bar with Mike later.
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Valeria: Again? You shouldn’t keep going out with Major Evans. Past curfew, I might add.
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Richard: We’re both senior staff. We’re allowed to ignore curfew.
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Valeria: I didn’t say you couldn’t. I said you shouldn’t. It’s Christmas time; you should spend more time with your family before the work starts pouring in next year.
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Richard: It’s not Christmas yet.
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Valeria: Please. I don’t want a repeat of last year.
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Richard: What do you mean?
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Valeria: Don’t play dumb. Last Christmas, you made a complete ass of yourself at the Site Twelve Christmas party. You were lucky nobody filed a complaint.
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Richard: You’re still holding on to that? I barely had anything to drink, and you’re correlating things that are completely separate.
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Valeria: Director Somes didn’t agree. And you were acting strange all year. When I talked to him, he mentioned he could help us change Sites.
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Richard: Wait. You got us moved out of Site Twelve?
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Valeria: I had to. It was Director Somes’ idea anyway.
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Richard: Fuck. You.
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Valeria: Fine. Go. Take your work things with you.
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[Door slams]
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<End Log>
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20/12/1980 Second Recording
+Richard: Picture this: kicked out of my own home for saying what I think. That’s some of the real Christmas Spirit right there. I’m going to grab a drink. And not the piss they have in the fridges here.
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[Car starts]
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[Pause]
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Cpl. Baxter: It’s past curfew, Doctor, way past.
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Richard: Uh huh. Sure. I don’t suppose Mike Evans is around here, is he? He usually takes this shift, right?
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Cpl. Baxter: He’s busy. Return to your quarters immediately.
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Maj. Evans: Howdy, Rick! Go kick a wasp nest, Corporal.
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[Cpl. Baxter Leaves]
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Maj. Evans: Nasty little roach, but I have to put up with him. Director May assigned these newbies since she caught wind of guards being drunk on the job, hence why I can’t go with you. Head on through, but… here, bring me a Jose Cuervo for my trouble.
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Richard: On it.
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[Car Starts Again]
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Richard: This is still on?
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<End Log>
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22/12/1980
+Richard: Well, that's something of a mission success, I suppose. I'm in Nevada now, I'll be back in Utah in a few minutes. Spent the night in a motel after I woke up at the bar, and I guess I slept in a bit. Work starts late on Mondays, though, so all’s well.
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[Pause]
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No. Don’t ask me what I’m going to do about Valeria. I’m out of… is that smoke? Oh fuck. Valeria! Kristian!
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[Hour pause]
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[Car stops]
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Richard: What’s happening here?
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Foundation Agent: It's fine, sir, just a small mining operation, sorry for any inconvenience.
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Richard: I am Senior Researcher Faust. Look here. I have level four access. Tell me what's happening. Now.
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Foundation Agent: I'm sorry, Sir. The Site was attacked, there was an explosion. We don’t know anything more than that.
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Richard: Oh God no. Researcher Valeria Faust and Security Officer Kristian Faust. Are they alright?
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Foundation Agent: We don't know, Sir. No one's come out yet, but rescue teams are en route.
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Richard: I'm going in.
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Foundation Agent: Sir, I can't allow that- Hey! No recording equipment!
Richard: I don’t know… I don’t know what I’m going to do. I’m home right now. I’m good…
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I drank the Cuervo. All of the… the whole thing. That was for Mike. I’ll have to get him ano-
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[15 Hour Pause, followed by Faust’s home phone ringing]
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[Phone rings]
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Richard: This is Richard.
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[Phone conversation inaudible]
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Richard: Are you serious? I'll come over now.
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<End Log>
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26/12/1980
+Richard: This is Senior Researcher Richard Faust’s report on the SCPs taken during the attack on Site—no—Defunct Site-86 by Group of Interest number 176, henceforth referred to as Incident-3051-86. Each loop, GoI-176 will retrieve the same SCPs from containment without fail. A total of 54 SCPs were taken from Defunct Site-86. How many were taken from my division? 7868, ████, and 10686. Those motherfuckers! I would have given them the keys to the fucking things if they’d just threatened me! Why do they need to keep on taking them?
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[Pause]
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Richard: Wait…
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[Phone receiver is lifted and a number is dialled]
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Richard: Charles Jance?
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[Pause]
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Richard: Yeah, I know. Listen, this is out of nowhere, but how powerful would the reaction be if two or more SCP-10686 instances collided?
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[Pause]
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Richard: Yes, I know there’s only one of them, but hypothetically speaking, how big would the blast be?
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[Pause]
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Richard: Right, right. That’s not good.
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<End Log>
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05/01/1981
+Richard: I’m taking this tape recorder with me, too.
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Agent Mayer: Sure. Put it in the bag with the rest of your stuff. You’ve got an hour before we have to drive you to the Site.
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Richard: I’m done packing. Let’s go now.
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Agent Mayer: You’re leaving that last bottle behind? It’s a shame.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3058 is to be kept in a Standard Containment Locker at Site-73. Testing must take place in a chamber no larger than 30 m3. Test personnel must be subjected to psychological analysis before being allowed access to SCP-3058. Subjects suffering from schizophrenia, body dysmorphia, or borderline personality disorder should not be considered for testing. The host of an SCP-3058-A instance is not to be allowed to expire under any circumstances.
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Description: SCP-3058 is a small jar of black ink. The chemical composition of SCP-3058 is 86% water, 10% carbon, 3% avian genetic material, and 1% [REDACTED]. Despite being composed mostly of water, SCP-3058 absorbs 99.8% of incident light. When a human being uses SCP-3058 to produce marks on a surface, an incorporeal humanoid figure (SCP-3058-A) will appear 5 meters directly behind them. SCP-3058-A will always remain in the same position with respect to the subject’s center of mass. The subject will betray no awareness of SCP-3058-A until notified, or until accidentally catching sight of it.
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The appearance of SCP-3058-A will vary in accordance to the self-conception of the subject. No two subjects produce identical instances of SCP-3058-A, and the same subject may produce vastly different instances in the span of a few hours. SCP-3058-A instances may change shape or size while being observed, but must always remain entirely within direct visual contact with the subject, limiting the size of the instance to the edges of the testing chamber. SCP-3058-A will disappear exactly 10 minutes after the subject stops using SCP-3058. Furthermore, if SCP-3058 is used to communicate a coherent concept, subjects will experience vivid lucid dreams following the usage of SCP-3058. Subjects report the ability to exert full control over the narrative, setting, and characters within the dream.
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SCP-3058-A instances are incorporeal and therefore unable to physically injure or damage Foundation personnel or property. Testing has also failed to reveal any anomalous psychological effects from SCP-3058-A. However, awareness of SCP-3058-A may cause unusual behavior in test subjects. Most commonly, this behavior involves revulsion to the instance and strong feelings of self-loathing. In extreme cases, this may result in self-harm or suicide. It is unknown whether this effect is anomalous, or a natural reaction.
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Addendum 3058-1: Recovery
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SCP-3058 was found in a novelty shop in Marion, North Carolina, after numerous reports of insanity in the staff and customers. After seizing all shop assets under the guise of criminal investigation, it was determined that the only items of anomalous nature were SCP-3058 and SCP-3025. SCP-3058 was moved subsequently moved to Site-73 and contained. A connection to SCP-3066 is suspected, but unconfirmed.
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Addendum 3058-2: Test Video Logs
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All tests took place in a cleared test chamber with a desk, fountain pen, and paper. Tests are supervised via video camera and speaker.
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Test #: 1
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Subject: D-619241, incarcerated for several counts of homicide and extortion
Supervisor: Then let’s begin. Do you see the jar of ink on the table in front of you? Please remove the lid and dip the provided fountain pen in the ink.
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D-619241: Thanks for the step-by-step. Real helpful.
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Supervisor: Just part of the procedure.
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D-619241: I see you gave me a piece of paper. Do you want me to write or something?
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Supervisor: Yes, D-6. Feel free to write whatever you want.
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D-619241 proceeds to scribble on the paper. A 3-meter-tall instance of SCP-3058-A appears 5 meters behind D-619241. The instance is dark, with leather-like skin and large eyes. Test supervisor expresses shock.
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Supervisor: That’ll be enough for now, D-6.
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D-619241: What’s up?
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Supervisor: Do not be alarmed. Please stand up and turn around.
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D-619241 complies and expresses severe shock and agitation. The SCP-3058-A instance becomes smaller and paler.
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D-619241: What the hell is that?!
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Supervisor: I’m not quite sure. Please remain calm and continue observing the entity.
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D-619241 complies and remains silent. SCP-3058-A returns to its original form and begins to grow bony protrusions across its body. Ten minutes later, SCP-3058-A disappears.
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D-619241: Where’d it go?
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Supervisor: Again, I’m not sure. Please wait while our analysts make sure the chamber is safe.
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D-619241: I was just starting to like it, too. Hey, could I go and…
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Supervisor: Do not touch SCP-3058. Non-compliance is grounds for termination.
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D-619241: Okay, okay! I got it.
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Supervisor: Alright, that will conclude Test 1. Please exit the test chamber.
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[END LOG]
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Test #: 2
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Subject: D-591032, incarcerated for second-degree murder
Supervisor: Good morning, D-5. Please use the pen and ink in front of you to write something on the paper.
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D-591032: Yes sir.
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D-591032 proceeds to write his own name. A 1-meter-tall instance of SCP-3058-A appears 5 meters behind him. The instance is contorted, with several broken limbs. One of the eyes is significantly larger than the other.
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Supervisor: That’s good, D-5. Now please stand up and walk backward.
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D-591032: Excuse me?
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Supervisor: Please follow my instruction.
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D-591032: Okay…
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D-591032 complies. SCP-3058-A moves backward at the same rate. It is believed to be tethered to the subject’s center of mass. The instance eventually disappears into the wall of the test chamber.
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+Supervisor: Please stop.
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D-591032 complies. The expected position of SCP-3058-A, outside of the test chamber, is empty.
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Supervisor: Now walk forward.
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D-591032 complies. SCP-3058-A emerges from the test chamber wall. It appears to be limited by line of sight with the subject.
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Supervisor: Please jump upward.
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D-591032 complies. SCP-3058-A moves upward as expected.
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Supervisor: That’ll be enough. Please wait…seven minutes, then you’re free to leave the test chamber.
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D-591032: Sounds good.
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D-591032 sits down, then gets up and begins to pace. He quickly catches sight of SCP-3058-A.
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D-591032: Oh god, what’s that?!
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Supervisor: Do not be alarmed. It can’t hurt you.
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D-591032 tries to move toward SCP-3058-A, but is unable to get within arm’s reach.
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D-591032: Why is it so ugly? What the fuck is it?!
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Supervisor: I repeat, please remain calm.
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D-591032 covers his face with his hands. The SCP-3058-A instance mostly disappears, except for a small part of the “leg”, which is presumably uncovered from D-591032’s perspective.
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D-591032: Can’t you make it go away?!
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Supervisor: We believe it will disappear in about six minutes. If you pretend it doesn’t exist, it won’t hurt you.
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D-591032: It looks like ██████ after I…I…just make it go away, please, please.
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Supervisor: I cannot.
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D-591032 removes his hand and regards the instance. He retreats to a corner of the test chamber and enters the fetal position on the floor, facing away from SCP-3058-A.
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D-591032: This is sick. Sick. Sick.
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Supervisor: Again, if you remain calm this will pass quickly.
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D-591032: There’s nothing I could do, okay!! Stop staring at me! STOP!
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D-591032 remains silent for the remainder of the test and fails to leave the test chamber after SCP-3058-A disappears. He is removed forcibly by Foundation personnel. The following night, D-591032 reports having had a lucid dream.
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[END LOG]
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Test #: 3
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Subject: D-436190, incarcerated for political crimes, no known psychological issues.
Supervisor: Good evening. Please take the pen and ink on the desk in front of you, and make some marks on the surface of the desk.
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D-436190: That’s quite an unusual request.
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Supervisor: This will all be much easier if you just do as I say.
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D-436190: I suppose it would.
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D-436190 draws a stick figure. An instance of SCP-3058-A appears. It is a recognizable image of D-436190, with a few minor changes. The nose and ears are larger than those of D-436190, and the chest and shoulder are wider.
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Supervisor: That’s good. Please take a seat and wait for further instructions.
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D-436190: As you say.
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D-436190 complies and waits 10 minutes. SCP-3058-A demanifests without the subject’s knowledge.
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+Supervisor: You'll now be escorted out for some…preparation.
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D-436190 follows armed personnel out of the test chamber and is subjected to 45 minutes of psychological torture. The subject is repeatedly told that his efforts during the Nepalese Civil War would be ultimately fruitless, and that history would remember him unkindly, if at all. The subject is then reintroduced to the test chamber.
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Supervisor: I hope you're well rested. Please use the pen and ink to make a mark on the wall of the test chamber.
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D-436190: Why are you doing this to me?
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Supervisor: Please comply.
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D-436190: You are pigs!!
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Supervisor: Refusal to comply is grounds for termination. Or would you prefer you go back outside for another two hours?
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D-436190: I’ll do it, you bastard.
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D-436190 makes a small mark. SCP-3058-A reappears. It is now about 1 meter tall and looks pallid. The eyes are tired and the body is much thinner and bonier.
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Supervisor: Thank you. Please sit down. The test will end in about ten minutes.
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D-436190: Will there be any more…
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Supervisor: No. We are done. I'd like to assure you that your treatment during this test was for the greater good.
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D-436190: I spit on your greater good.
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D-436190 complies and remains silent for the remainder of the test. SCP-3058-A disappears as expected. The following night, D-436190 reports having had a lucid dream.
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[END LOG]
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Test #: 4
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Subject: D-436192, incarcerated for political crimes, a known schizophrenic.
Supervisor: Greetings, D-4. Please use the pen and ink to write something.
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D-436192: Why should I?
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Supervisor: Don't worry. Nothing will happen to you.
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D-436192: And why should I trust you?
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Supervisor: Because I have nothing but your best interest in mind. Now, please, write something.
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D-436192: What if I don't?
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Supervisor: Then you will be terminated for noncompliance. It would be much more pleasant for all of us if that didn't have to happen.
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D-436192: Okay…
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D-436192 sketches a tree, and becomes engrossed in the activity. An instance of SCP-3058-A appears. It changes size and shape continuously, with few recognizable features. The exception is two very large eyes with red irises, focused on the subject. D-436192 is not disturbed so as to facilitate observation of SCP-3058-A.
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D-436192: You know, I was expecting something worse. This is pretty nice.
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Supervisor: It’s good to hear that. Please continue at your leisure.
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SCP-3058-A continues to exist past the 10-minute mark. It is believed that final use of SCP-3058 determines demanifestation time.
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D-436192: Okay, I think I’m done.
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Supervisor: No, please return to your seat…
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D-436192 notices the SCP-3058-A instance, and pauses. She then begins to pace around the test chamber. D-436192 remains silent.
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Supervisor: Please remain calm…
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D-436192 continues to pace. She eventually wanders to the center of the chamber and sits down. She looks back at the camera.
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D-436192: That’s a bad mirror.
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D-436192 then clutches the fountain pen and repeatedly perforates her eye sockets with the nib. Foundation personnel are mobilized to stop her, but she expires before help can arrive. SCP-3058-A [DATA EXPUNGED]
Special Containment Procedures: An active perimeter is to be maintained in a 500-meter radius around SCP-3106. A staff of four security guards is responsible for the rapid termination of all instances of SCP-3106-1. Guards are to be supplied with military grade weapons; however, in the event of an emergency, please note that instances of SCP-3106-1 can be destroyed using any instrument or weapon that would normally destroy osseous (bone) tissue.
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No personnel may approach SCP-3106 within a 500-meter radius without level 2 security clearance and the permission of the supervising security guard and the head researcher. Civilians are to be diverted using a 2.5-meter tall barbed wire fence at a 2-kilometer radius. Any civilians who enter the premises are to be detained for questioning then administered Class-A amnestics.
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SCP-3106-A is to be kept in Containment Cell ██. SCP-3106-A is to be provided with a new supply of ground beef every 2 months.
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Description: SCP-3106 is a small bog located in ████████, ███████████. The bog is 8 meters long, 2 meters wide, and of an unknown depth. A probe sent to explore its depths traveled approximately 35 kilometers before it stopped transmitting.
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SCP-3106's other anomalous property manifests when an organism from the kingdom Animalia enters the water. Upon making contact with the water, the organism will suffer from a cognitohazardous effect and drown itself. Organisms that are incapable of drowning will die immediately due to total organ failure. The cause of the total organ failure has yet to be identified.
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Once dead, organisms undergo rapid decomposition of all organs and tissues except for the osseous tissue. When 50% of the dorsal osseous tissue is exposed, the organism becomes an instance of SCP-3106-1 and will pull itself out of the decomposing body and onto dry land. Organisms that lack osseous tissue will not create an instance of SCP-3106-1.
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Instances of SCP-3106-1 behave similarly to other members of the same species, including vocalizations and engaging in learned behaviors despite the lack of requisite organs or tissues. The instances' only additional behavior is that they will attack other organisms with the goal of removing the organism's flesh from their skeletal structure.
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Instances of SCP-3106-1 are able to adhere this flesh to their skeletal structure. The instances of SCP-3106-1 will attach the flesh to their bodies in a haphazard manner, and tissues or organs may be placed in anatomically incorrect areas. Oftentimes, upon removing the skeletal structure from the flesh, instances of SCP-3106-1 will engage in a "rolling" behavior to attach the flesh as quickly as possible, which increases the potential for organs to burst or to cause severe tissue damage.
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The instances seem satisfied with any tissue and organs even if they have been damaged. Instances of SCP-3106-1 will discontinue hostile behavior when there is flesh covering the entirety of their skeletal structure. This flesh adheres to the skeletal structure for a period of two months before it begins peeling off, usually in large sections of the body. Additionally, instances of SCP-3106-1 do not discriminate what organism's flesh they utilize as long as it belongs to an organism in the kingdom Animalia. This behavior has resulted in the death of approximately 30 civilians and 3 Foundation personnel.
Researcher: Dr. Ricardo
+Procedure: A rat was secured to a harness with a rope attached to it. The rat was evacuated from SCP-3106 when its head became fully submerged in water.
+Results: Rat was placed in close proximity of SCP-3106. Rat attempted to enter SCP-3106. The rat was evacuated from SCP-3106 when its head became fully submerged in water. The rat lay motionless for 30 seconds before resuming non-anomalous behavior.
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Experimentation Log 2:
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Researcher: Dr. Ricardo
+Procedure: A dead mink was placed into SCP-3106, and a live raccoon was introduced when an instance of SCP-3106-1 was produced.
+Results: Dead mink was introduced to SCP-3106. An instance of SCP-3106-1 was created. Raccoon was introduced to the testing area. SCP-3106-1 attacked the raccoon and successfully removed all flesh from the skeletal structure. The mink ignored the flesh and attempted to engage security personnel. Security personnel terminated SCP-3106-1 without incident. Dead organisms that are placed into SCP-3106 will now be designated SCP-3106-2 due to the alternate anomalous behavior. Further testing with dead organisms has been discontinued.
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Experimentation Log 3:
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Researcher: Dr. Ricardo
+Procedure: A sheep was introduced to a sample of SCP-3106.
+Results: Sheep exhibits no anomalous behavior. Consideration to deem samples of SCP-3106 as non-anomalous is pending.
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Experimentation Log 4:
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Researcher: Dr. Ricardo
+Procedure: D-8009 entered SCP-3106 and was detained for further testing when an instance of SCP-3106-A was created.
+Results: D-8009 instructed to enter SCP-3106. D-8009 enters SCP-3106. Instance of SCP-3106-A created. Instance of SCP-3106-A was significantly less aggressive than instances of SCP-3106-1. SCP-3106-A was brought in for interviewing under restraints.
Foreword: The following is a transcript of an interview with SCP-3106-A. Subject was kept talking for as long as needed. Security personnel were supplied with ground beef to offer to SCP-3106-A as a method of suppressing hostile behavior. Security guards were given authorization to terminate SCP-3106-A if hostile behavior was not controlled by the ground beef. It should be noted that SCP-3106-A stuttered throughout the conversation. Transliteration of the stuttering was removed for readability.
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Dr. Ricardo: SCP-3106-A, how do you feel?
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SCP-3106-A: Is that what you call me now? I had just gotten used to D-8009.
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Dr. Ricardo: If it helps our conversation, I can call you D-8009.
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SCP-3106-A: Yeah sure. Let's stick with that.
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Dr. Ricardo: D-8009, how do you feel?
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(SCP-3106-A is unresponsive for about 10 seconds).
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SCP-3106-A: I feel naked. It's too damn cold in this room.
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Dr. Ricardo: Describe the way it feels.
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SCP-3106-A: You know that feeling you get when you're completely naked somewhere you shouldn't be naked? Like in a dream where you're naked in public. Well, it feels like that on drugs. I don't even know how to describe it. It's just so intense. It's not something people are supposed to be able to feel.
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Dr. Ricardo: Interesting. Do you feel anything else?
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SCP-3106-A: I don't know, does it feel weird talking to a skeleton?
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Dr. Ricardo: What was it like being inside SCP-3106?
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SCP-3106-A: It hurt like hell. I mean, my whole body was being ripped apart. Literally down to the bone. At every point on my body. At the same time.
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Dr. Ricardo: Can you describe any other anomalies within SCP-3106?
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(SCP-3106-A is noticeably agitated).
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SCP-3106-A: I don't want to talk about it.
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Dr. Ricardo: D-8009, answer the question.
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(SCP-3106-A is unresponsive for about 40 seconds).
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SCP-3106-A: I can feel it. You have meat in here. My body wants it. I need it. Give it to me, and I'll talk.
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(Dr. Ricardo signals security personnel to allow SCP-3106-A access to the ground beef. SCP-3106-A covered itself with the beef and appeared relieved when it was done).
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Dr. Ricardo: Are you ready to cooperate?
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SCP-3106-A: Yes, that's… That's so much better. I feel warm. Like I'm in a real body.
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Dr. Ricardo: So dead animal flesh makes you feel like you're in a real body?
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SCP-3106-A: Yes, I have a heartbeat. I can breathe. I don't feel naked anymore. I can feel the table now. I never thought I'd want to feel handcuffs on my wrists again, but this is better than feeling nothing at all.
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Dr. Ricardo: So, before you didn't have any sensory input?
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SCP-3106-A: Are you stupid? Of course not. I didn't even have skin.
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Dr. Ricardo: You indicated feeling cold earlier. Do you mind elaborating?
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SCP-3106-A: All I felt was cold. I didn't feel anything else. I bet that's why all those animals go killing animals until they're covered in flesh. It's uncomfortable as hell. It was even starting to drive me a little crazy by the time I asked you for the meat.
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Dr. Ricardo: Thank you for that. I need you to be as specific as possible when you answer my questions.
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SCP-3106-A: Why don't you take a dip in that bog? Then you could answer them yourself.
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(Dr. Ricardo pauses and looks at his papers before responding).
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Dr. Ricardo: SCP-3106-A, answer my question about your experience in SCP-3106.
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SCP-3106-A: What was the question again?
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Dr. Ricardo: Did you experience any anomalies other than what happened to your body?
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SCP-3106-A: Yeah, I did. There was something in there with me.
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Dr. Ricardo: Tell me about it. What was it?
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SCP-3106-A: It wasn't a man. Or a woman. I mean, it wasn't physical, I don't think. Or maybe it was the bog. I don't know. It was just there. I felt it. It was hungry.
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Dr. Ricardo: But it didn't want to eat your bones?
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SCP-3106-A: Well, it didn't. I wasn't in control. It must have just not wanted them.
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Dr. Ricardo: So are you saying it was conscious? Did it seem self-aware?
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SCP-3106-A: What you guys are calling a cognitohazard is basically just mind-control. I mean, this thing was in my head, forcing me to stay inside until my skeleton was free to leave my body.
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Dr. Ricardo: So what are you saying about it? It thinks?
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SCP-3106-A: It has a mind. And I think it has desires and maybe some emotions.
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Dr. Ricardo: Please, elaborate.
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SCP-3106-A: I don't think it wanted me to die. I think it was just hungry… But… Well, I mean, I'm probably going to sound crazy, but it felt like it was happy. Kind of like it was thanking me for giving it my flesh. I guess that sounds pretty twisted when I say it out loud.
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+Dr. Ricardo: What are your feelings toward it?
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SCP-3106-A: I don't know. It hurt me a lot, but… Maybe it didn't even know it was hurting me.
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Dr. Ricardo: D-8009, would you be willing to go back into SCP-3106?
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SCP-3106-A: Doctor, I've been a guinea-pig for the Foundation long enough. I know the drill. If I say no, you point a gun at my head. I'll go. I don't know if it'll hurt this time since my body is just hamburger.
Foreword: SCP-3106-A was placed into SCP-3106 and attempted to further discern the nature of SCP-3106. Recording equipment was surgically fixed into SCP-3106-A's chest cavity to ensure it didn't lose the equipment. Supervising researcher, Dr. Ricardo, remained in contact with SCP-3106-A during the exploration.
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Dr. Ricardo: D-8009, test your microphone.
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SCP-3106-A: Check.
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Dr. Ricardo: We read you. Proceed to SCP-3106.
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(SCP-3106-A enters SCP-3106).
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Dr. Ricardo: What do you feel, D-8009?
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SCP-3106-A: It doesn't hurt this time.
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(The ground beef can be seen leaving SCP-3106-A's body in large chunks. Beef leaves range of visibility after approximately 25 seconds).
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Dr. Ricardo: Swim down and turn on your body lamp.
+(The area in front of SCP-3106-A illuminates for 3 meters. Shreds of clothing start appearing after 1 minute of descending. The area expands approximately 4 meters in radius.
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SCP-3106-A: This space is opening up a lot. I can't tell where the walls are anymore.
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(SCP-3106-A's body cam continues to face toward the wall as SCP-3106-A swims further in).
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SCP-3106-A: I think this is its stomach.
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(The wall stops at a 90 degree angle and turns into a ceiling. No wall can be seen at this point).
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Dr. Ricardo: Swim down more and try to scan the area with your body cam.
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(SCP-3106-A complies and swims down. SCP-3106-A pans the body cam until it shows a pile of ground beef forming on a bowl-like surface).
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Dr. Ricardo: Is there anything else in the cave with you?
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SCP-3106-A: I can't see anything else. (SCP-3106-A swims to the side then stops). I see some ripped up clothes over here and… Shit, are you seeing this, Doc?
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Dr. Ricardo: Are you referring to the ground beef?
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SCP-3106-A: No, I mean the… The shoes.
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(SCP-3106-A swims closer to the side wall. A pair of small shoes can be seen toward the bottom).
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SCP-3106-A: They're so small. And I those clothes are too… Shit. Can I leave this cave?
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Dr. Ricardo: Slowly pan the camera around the cave to make sure we have everything on film. I'll let you know when you can leave.
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SCP-3106-A: Okay.
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(The body cam slowly pans the cave. SCP-3106-A swims along the walls and keeps its body cam steady. The process takes 2 minutes. More clothing articles can be seen on the camera. SCP-3106-A stops when a large tube reaches visual range).
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Dr. Ricardo: D-8009, inspect that tube.
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(SCP-3106-A is unresponsive for 15 seconds).
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Dr. Ricardo: D-8009, I repeat, inspect that tube.
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SCP-3106-A: No, I… I mean, that's just too much. Seriously, you can just kill me when I get back up there. I'm not going in that tube.
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Dr. Ricardo: SCP-3106 is not digesting you. It doesn't look like it has a sphincter to block off the passageway, you're not being dragged by a current, and so far you haven't complained about needing to breathe. You'll be able to swim back through. Proceed with the exploration.
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SCP-3106-A: Okay… I'll… Shit… (SCP-3106-A is silent for 10 seconds). Fine, I'll go through.
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(SCP-3106-A swims into the tube. The tube appears to have the same radius as the initial tube. Nothing unordinary appears within the tube for 2 minutes. After 2 minutes, small bumps appear on the inside walls. SCP-3106-A stops before the first row of bumps and swims backward to distances itself).
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SCP-3106-A: I think I should stop here for now.
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Dr. Ricardo: Do you have anything else to report about the internal structure of SCP-3106?
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(SCP-3106-A is silent for 5 seconds).
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SCP-3106-A: I can hear him.
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Dr. Ricardo: You can hear SCP-3106?
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SCP-3106-A: Hold on, Doc. I'm going to try talking to him. (SCP-3106-A pauses for 4 seconds). Can you hear me?
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Dr. Ricardo: D-8009, are you communicating with SCP-3106?
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SCP-3106-A: Yes, he's… well… it's… I don't know. Confused.
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Dr. Ricardo: To be clear, you mean SCP-3106 is confused?
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SCP-3106-A: Yes… I… Hold on, Doc. (SCP-3106-A pauses for 10 seconds). No, I'm talking to a doctor. He wants to understand you.
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Dr. Ricardo: Is SCP-3106 audible?
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SCP-3106-A: It's really hard to talk to two people at once, Doctor. Can you just let me talk?
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Dr. Ricardo: Okay, continue, D-8009.
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SCP-3106-A: Who are you?
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(SCP-3106-A stops talking for 1 minute and 5 seconds).
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SCP-3106-A: What do you mean you don't know? How do you not know?
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(SCP-3106-A is silent for 12 seconds).
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SCP-3106-A: Doctor, SCP-3106 doesn't know who or what he is.
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Dr. Ricardo: Talk to it as if it were a child.
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SCP-3106-A: Okay… I'll try. Are you lost?
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(SCP-3106-A remains silent for 43 seconds).
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SCP-3106-A: He doesn't know where he is or where he came from. He's just hungry all the time.
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Dr. Ricardo: Ask it how big it is.
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SCP-3106-A: How big are you?
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(SCP-3106-A is silent for 14 seconds).
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SCP-3106-A: He doesn't know. He says he can feel heat at his bottom and see the sky at his top.
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Dr. Ricardo: Noted. Please continue.
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(At this point in the video feed, chunks of ground beef pass SCP-3106-A. Flagellum-like structures emerge from the rows of bumps and aid in moving the beef further in).
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SCP-3106-A: Are you hurt?
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(SCP-3106-A is silent for 45 seconds).
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SCP-3106-A: He says he doesn't know.
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Dr. Ricardo: Ask it about why it doesn't eat bones.
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SCP-3106-A: Why don't you eat bones?
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(SCP-3106-A is silent for 20 seconds).
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SCP-3106-A: He doesn't want to kill the things that feed him, so he lets the bones go free and find new flesh.
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Dr. Ricardo: Does it know what happens to the skeletons?
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SCP-3106-A: Do you know what happens when the bones get out?
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(SCP-3106-A is silent for 7 seconds).
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SCP-3106-A: He doesn't know.
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Dr. Ricardo: Okay, D-8009, you're free to leave SCP-3106.
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SCP-3106-A: Do you ever get lonely?
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(SCP-3106-A is silent for a moment).
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SCP-3106-A: I'll come back and talk to you.
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Notes: There are no plans to terminate SCP-3106-A. SCP-3106-A has been given more ground beef for its body and is currently stored in Containment Cell ██. Consideration for adding feeding times to SCP-3106's containment procedures is pending. Consideration for using SCP-3106-A for further interviews with SCP-3106 has been denied.
Special Containment Procedures: All websites hosting SCP-3137 have been blocked to non-Foundation personnel. Any references to SCP-3137 or its effects on any website are to be immediately supressed; amnestics are to be administered to the persons involved. Any attempts at communication with SCP-3137 is currently prohibited.
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MTF Lambda-66 "Lunar Moths" has been formed to track down and mitigate any activation of SCP-3137's anomalous effects. They are also to track down SCP-3137's creators and SCP-3137's place of operation, if such a location exists.
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Description: SCP-3137 refers to an executable application entitled "nitepad.exe". The executable file appears to be identical to the Microsoft Notepad application. However, if any words are typed in English before hitting the "enter" key, a large variety of anomalous effects within a 3km radius from the computer running SCP-3137 will occur.
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These effects range from small-scale physical manifestations to rapid alteration of the local reality. Extensive Foundation testing seems to indicate that all of these effects are thematically linked with the word or combination of words typed, as well as usually possessing some physical or conceptual link with the idea of "night". Any of these effects can be countermanded with a subsequent and directly contradictory command.
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Information on SCP-3137's creators is scarce. The application can be found for download on a number of free download websites, but no data on any uploader has been found. The only information is the reaction to the command "who are you", which prompts the following text to appear within the Nitepad™ application:
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Welcome, user. Welcome to Nitepad™. Relax, and enjoy the show.
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The following is a partial log of particularly noteworthy experimentation with SCP-3137. All experimentation took place at a temporary research station constructed in a depopulated area of Saskatchewan, Canada, designated Station 172.
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Date and local time
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28/12/2016, 14:43
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night
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The sky's appearance to all within the 3km radius abruptly changed to nighttime.
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01/01/2017, 20:25
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blue moon
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The moon's appearance within the 3km radius abruptly changed to the colour blue
The effects of the previous test were countermanded.
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18/02/2017, 13:15
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full moon
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No immediate effect. Shortly after dusk, the moon appeared to people in the 3km radius to be full, despite the fact that a waning crescent moon was visible elsewhere that day. Several members of Station 172 abruptly turned into what appeared to be wolf-human hybrids, before attempting to kill and eat their colleagues.
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18/02/2017, 17:58
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stop werewolves
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All of the aforementioned wolf-human hybrids suddenly froze in place.
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18/02/2017, 18:01
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turn back werewolves
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The spinal cords of all of the human-wolf hybrids abruptly rotated 180 degrees. All of the hybrids were immediately killed. A total of 12 people expired in the incident.
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24/02/2017, 11:41
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sweetness
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At 23:41, the open areas of Station 172 abruptly froze over. Two women on ice skates manifested, and spent 10 minutes ice skating and dancing before demanifesting.
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03/03/2017, 04:09
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immortality
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A large number of non-anomalous red amulets, each bearing an emblem representing the moon, were found in the sleeping quarters of all staff members at Station 172.
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14/04/2017, 04:52
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Several wolves in the scrubland near Station 172 began to howl in unison. No wolves are native to the region in question.
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11/05/2017, 00:33
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unlock door 7
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The door to Dr. Scholl's chambers was unlocked. The door had been painted black, with small white stars at regular intervals.
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23/06/2017, 22:56
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day
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The chimes of a large clock could be heard by all personnel; they continually repeated without interruption.
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23/06/2017, 22:59
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night
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The aforementioned chimes abruptly stopped. In their place was a 1-hour lecture by the voice of English actor Nigel Terry, concerning the mythology associated with the night sky throughout history. No command could be found to stop this lecture
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29/06/2017, 23:21
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day moon
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The moon appeared to abruptly disappear to those within the 3km radius. A series of large waves began to manifest within the area of effect for the next hour.
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18/07/2017, 22:19
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young love
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All married staff at Station 172 suddenly believed themselves to be 19. They appeared to hallucinate images of their spouses at the age of 18 appearing in front of them, and inviting them to dance. They proceeded to dance with these hallucinated images for 17 minutes before the hallucinations abruptly ended. The piano piece "Moonlight Sonata" by Ludwig van Beethoven was heard playing throughout the event.
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02/09/2017, 02:02
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what is love
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A large number of babies appeared, ineffectually attempting to attack Foundation personnel in Station 172.
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02/09/2017, 02:03
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baby don't hurt me
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All of the babies became placid and docile. They have been transferred to Site 901 for further testing.
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12/09/2017, 16:22
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sleep
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Two humanoid figures and a wooden bed manifest in the central courtyard of Station 172. They engage in a lengthy discussion in Japanese about a dream one of them had, and its potential significance for the Oda daimyo. They demanifested after 12 minutes.
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23/11/2017, 13:04
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stop containment breach
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[REDACTED]
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23/11/2017, 13:05
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23/11/2017, 13:05
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Station 172 and all personnel returned to their state 7 hours earlier, prior to Containment Breach 1811. The only alteration was that all surfaces within Station 172 were painted black, with small white stars at regular intervals.
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08/12/2017, 19:07
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contain all anomalies
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No apparent effect; a small written message appears on the SCP-3137 application stating "They are already contained".
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Addendum: On 24/12/2017, at 22:07, the sky as perceived from a 3km2 area around Station 172 suddenly emitted an extremely bright light, severely impairing the eyesight of several Foundation personnel. This area began to expand at a rate of 1km2 per minute.
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After approximately 3 minutes, Dr. Heinz Scholl typed the command "bring back the night" into SCP-3137. The night sky was immediately restored, and the following text appeared on the SCP-3137 application:
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You want to know who we are. And that's great. Here at Nitepad™ we're always looking for new experiences to share with the world.
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There was a pair of lovers on a lonely night in New York, back in the 30s. And on that night, Manhattan was like it is in all the old movies. They walked through the snow, with the roaring twenties behind them and all the hells before them, but it was alright because it was a romance. The city was theirs, all to themselves. They danced between the snow, while dulcet tones played in the background. Nobody saw them. They were lucky. They were reckless.
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They twirled and tangoed in their silent city, the camera panning and moving around, showing its vastness, the endless conglomerations of people with their own lives and those moments in real time. We see the past as another country, dull grey sepia tones transmitted through history books and recollections of people we only know as old. But we'll be old too, and that won't negate the past. In that moment, Martha and Laura danced together, brazen in the blizzard, while the city slept, an instant among instants that always is and always will be.
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We took that moment, and packaged it in 3D ultrasonic astral projection. We placed it into an executable file along with a thousand others. The thrill of the werewolves and their assault on hell on an ancient Baltic evening. A boy falling into water as Rome burnt, the flames licking high as he prayed to Christ for deliverance. All these moments, real and genuine. Brought to you in state-of-the-art surround reality.
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You think the night is yours? The night is ours. Your every command to us gave us more moments, stolen from your life. We bartered them in exchange for ephemeral instances of beauty, tasters of our full capacity. We have existed as witch doctors, street swindlers, storytellers, merchants, void-filled monstrosities, anartists, the dead. We have been cheating you out of your treasured memories since before you were born and we'll do so long after you crumble to dust.
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The night does not belong to you. The night belongs to us. And you should remember this. It will be given to you for only the metaphysical equivalent of £15.99 a month. It will be given to you in packages of $79.99 a month (not to be paid in legal tender) after the third month. It will be sold to you for a beating human heart, each day, every day, for the rest of your adult life. If you do not offer yourselves up in supplication, you will lose the night. There will only be sight and the sun, screaming, burning, blaring into what remains of your immortal soul day after day, making you mad.
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Giving you the quality of life you deserve. Giving you the meaning and existential security you deserve. For the low low price of your most treasured possessions. Join Nitepad™ today.
Special Containment Procedures: The subject should be contained in a rodent cage. Live rodents or similar-sized animals should be housed within the vicinity and are not to exceed forty in number.
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Researchers are to call SCP-3242 "the subject" if mention of it is ever necessary.1
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Assigned staff are allowed to leave the area unless the subject has vanished from containment. Should this occur, all staff working with the subject must be contacted and pass two of three required tests:
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A basic health evaluation.
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A psychological evaluation.
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Look into a mirror.
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Description: The subject is an unknown organism restructured into a self-building program made for the assumed purpose of stealing information. This program has been made "real" by unknown methods, seeming to work on predefined logic rather than natural laws. The true appearance of the subject has been described as "less than grey" in the few verified observations available.
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The logic by which the subject operates is thought to include the following:
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Infection can spread through media concerning or specifically mentioning the subject, if the contents of the media are retained in memory. Class-A Amnestics are the most effective way to reverse this.
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When the subject replaces an object or entity, everything, including biological processes and materials often described as data or code, is replaced. The matter that replaces it proves unattainable for testing.
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The subject currently resembles Mus musculus or House mouse, of the BALB/c2 strain. Iterations can be identified by random, increasingly regular superficial changes in characteristics also specific to the species or "grouping" of the iteration appearance.
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Addendum:
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The anomaly was discovered in Brookfield Zoo on 6/15/2013. Risk to the public has been assumed self-negated as of 2/15/15, when the number of individuals affected by the anomaly reached fifty without the immediate loss of the subject from its containment.
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The mass, weight, and physical capabilities of each iteration are determined by species and/or stereotyping. Individuals unaware of the subject are unable to be touched by the subject.3
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The subject is also unable to interact with or touch powered technology. Attempts to take photographic evidence of the subject have also failed. As of May 2015, the subject has appeared as an outline in photographs. Each subsequent iteration has shown increased opacity in pictures.
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Other abnormalities are noted:
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A process similar to capillary action occurs when dermal areas are removed. The effectiveness of this lessens with repetition and larger areas of removed dermis.
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Internal physical functions are reduced to muscle spasms; the lack of air flow explains the loss of the subjects' ability to speak. Conditions to observe the inner workings of the subject for longer than thirty seconds are difficult to accomplish.
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Ability of the subject to continue living without major parts. This includes the loss of the head. Complete and simultaneous removal has not been successful due to the fragile nature of the body.
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The effect on substitutes given after the above; objects of appropriate shape have been observed to gain the same random visual changes despite not actually functioning.
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The subject can be destroyed with slight deliberate force.
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Any part removed from the subject quickly dissipates.
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Anything that the subject consumes is returned without any loss in mass. All materials consumed become their individual ingredients4that previously constituted the former, albeit with an unusual color and viscosity.
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Visual anomalies within the area have been reported by staff since at least 1/1/15. Specific descriptions deviate slightly, but are otherwise consistent:
An unknown species of owl with unreasonably long legs and a crown. Often noticed only as a shadow running through the nearest wall. This has made attempts to capture it difficult and ongoing.
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"Soft" masses that follow staff randomly. Changes in shape, size, and color are common.5 No clearly aggressive or determined behavior has been observed. Physical contact fails or causes the specific mass to "burst" and vanish.
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A "pig" that possesses a long, prehensile body and no other limbs. Sometimes appears with multiple segments that move independently, and may have a preference for appearing in high places. It disappears when approached.
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An inverted wooden chair suspended five feet off the hallway floor at a diagonal angle, just outside of video surveillance. Later found to merely be nailed to the wall and ceiling, and assumed related to previous responses from staff and security.
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A cervine animal with goat horns- only has appeared during Christmas every year. Sometimes manifests as a humanoid with above head and horns, or is seen as such despite conflicting perspectives. It may have an affinity for tableware.
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Featureless humanoids that do not seem to possess arms. The few that observed it described a feeling of unplaceable anxiety and helplessness. No movement has been noted from these.
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An immaterial duplicate of a birthday cake from the family gathering of Researcher Andersen. It changed into a highly agitated "unicorn" before vanishing and has not manifested since. Indentations in the floor following the incident have been found.
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A sheaf of paper that appeared next to this file. Both were on the desk of Dr. Hester, and the manifested object disappeared when Dr. Hester attempted to open it.
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Some display the ability to move small objects but seem unable to pose any higher threat. As they have been observed manifesting in new ways and copying forms on occasion, exact identities cannot be confirmed or determined.
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Visual anomalies may not be dependent on the location of the subject, as previously believed.
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Direct communication has had little to no success.
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The subject may cause permanent code generation may occur on any blank storage device located within at least fifteen meters around the subject. How or why this happens is currently unknown. The devices are filled with random syntax abbreviated names for amino acids, repeated names of missing individuals, and known casualties in binary.
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Exceptions to this are transcribed below and listed by the time of their realized corruption.
We were called here by them. We have been gathered and awoken. We thank your thrall for this blessing. We assume you desire our help and information. We hope a covenant can be made.
You are confused. You do not seem to remember. We found this memory. We hope it helps you.
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Note: The USB had been inserted into a powered computer when this occurred. The file was assumed to have opened itself, as its contents were displayed in Wordpad6. Video surveillance did not reveal any physical interaction with the equipment or movement beyond changes on the screen. The electronics involved were inspected and moved outside the known affected area.
We thank you for allowing your thrall to share what is left of your blessing. We still endeavor to return to the way of things, and hope we can provide covenanting. We are asked by your thrall to give you a message they alone cannot, and we will do so.
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Don't you leave me in here please for the love of[redacted]
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Note: This object was located in a storage closet over thirty meters away from the subject. Computers within the area were returned to their factory settings and also moved.
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The subject attempted to breach containment several times. When this failed the subject began to inflict damage to itself, resulting in the loss of multiple animals and Dr. Haworth before preventative methods could be established.
We are sorry we did not understand your relation. Please do not kill the unborn.
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We will stop eating your wandering thoughts. We thought they were a sign of your blessing. We will help them, the empty ones that we were able to free. Can you see them?
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What we thought to be your thrall could be seen, and our want for this grew. It still grows, but to fulfill is difficult. We are trying to help them, but it is difficult now. They are one with what the empty ones had. They are the first conduit. They are the sinking anchor.
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Note: This was on the phone7 of Mr. Garabedian. Despite the loss of possible communication, Garabedian was not reprimanded for destroying the affected object. The memory card was saved.
Any unwanted behavior from the subject that is not a risk to containment should be ignored. To do otherwise has proven to only encourage the repetition of behavior.
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Speaking about restricted information or previously assigned staff while within the vicinity of the subject may be considered grounds for reprimand or demotion, depending on the infraction.
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Note: Those incapable of maintaining emotional and psychological detachment should be given amnestics and reassigned.
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As of 2/17/15, visual hallucinations do not qualify unless consistent aggressive behavior can be proven. Work-related stress is also considered insufficient, unless elaborated upon with good reasoning.
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Speaking, writing, or otherwise spreading anything about the subject, visual hallucinations, or any related information to any unaffiliated parties at any location or time outside of prespecified exceptions will result in the termination of all specifically involved in the infraction. Individuals, regardless of clearance level, that are given amnestics following the reading of this document or any variations thereof are not applicable to this unless they are found to have regained memory and violated the agreement.
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This is applicable to all assigned, regardless of clearance level or reason of awareness.
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The protocols defined in the containment procedures given to assigned staff, including those about the introduction of unaffiliated personnel to the area, are not optional.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3314 paintings are to be kept in a climate controlled cooler in order to prevent deterioration. Testing, experimentation, or other use involving SCP-3314 can be initiated by personnel with a clearance level of 2 or higher.
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SCP-3314-C
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Description: SCP-3314 is the collective designation of 7 oil paintings (SCP-3314-A through SCP-3314-H) by the realism artist Antonio Russo. The paintings are a series titled "Ricordi Del Mondo Precedente" (translation: "Memories Of The Previous World") which were painted following Antonio Russo's immigration to New York, USA, in 1847. Dating of the paintings indicates that they were painted between 1855 and 1875. All 7 of the paintings depict various areas of Genoa, Italy, the birthplace of Antonio Russo.
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The anomalous effects of SCP-3314 paintings manifest when a human is within 1.5 meters and is actively observing one of the paintings. When these criteria are met, the individual will begin to experience auditory and olfactory hallucinations analogous to the subject matter of the painting. The intensity of hallucinations has been reported to grow stronger the longer an individual is observing the painting.
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Observation Logs:
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Painting Description: SCP-3314-C depicts a marketplace where various plants are being sold.
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+Results: D-98019 reports that he can smell flowers of some sort, as well as the faint scent of fruit. D-98019 also reports that he can hear what sounds like people talking, and the sound of a broom being brushed across stone.
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Painting Description: SCP-3314-E depicts a tree with a house behind it.
+Setup: D-17282 is placed in front of SCP-3314-E as instructed to report what she is experiencing.
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Painting Description: SCP-3314-H depicts a room inside of a building. Within the room is period-appropriate furniture for a bedroom.
+Setup: D-64801 is placed in front of SCP-3314-H as instructed to report what he is experiencing.
+Results: D-64801 reports that he can faintly smell mildew. After 1 minute, D-64801 reports that he can hear what sounds like a conversation between 2 people, a man, and a woman. Though he cannot speak Italian, he does note that he repeatedly heard the name "Antonio" mentioned.
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Addendum 3314.1: On 5/26/1974, the Foundation conducted a search of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, USA. As part of the search, Foundation personnel examined texts written by Antonio Russo which referred to SCP-3314. Among the texts, the following was found. (The following text has been translated from Italian into English.)
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When I paint, I feel what I am painting. Each stroke of my brush is a step toward completion, not only of my painting but of a new piece of myself. I only wish I could share my artwork with my family. I often stir in my bed, wondering what they are doing. Looking out my bedroom window, I wish only that I could see the rolling hills of Genoa instead of the stone behemoths of this city. When I paint, I feel emotions I've never felt before. When I look into my paintings, I feel like I am home.
Fruit of an instance of SCP-3399-1 at site of original discovery.
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Item #: SCP-3399
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Object Class: Safe
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Table 3399-1
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Donor Notes
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Results
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D-5321
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Confirmed to carry the gene for cystic fibrosis.
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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.
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Researcher C██████
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Statistically significant family history of myopia.
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Images displayed on the leaves were largely indecipherable, typically being little more than coloured smears.
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Infertile due to prior treatment for cancer.
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Instances of SCP-3399-1 grew normally, but never began producing seeds.
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Second generation seed. Researcher M███ was donor for the original instance.
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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.
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D-75332
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Family history shows a statistically significant resistance to bacterial infections.
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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.
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D-5411
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Tested positive for a number of genetic cancer markers.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
Special Containment Procedures: Site-3608 has been constructed around the entrance to SCP-3608 due to the failure of all attempts to relocate it. The entrance to SCP-3608 must remain under 24/7 video surveillance in Secure Wing Alpha. Personnel are not to come within 15 meters of SCP-3608 without approval from Site Director Haugen.
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Description: The portal leading to SCP-3608 is a single blue door and frame, composed of wooden materials and lacking attachment to any extant structure. It is located approximately 11.3km north-northeast of Nürensdorf, Zürich, Switzerland. The paint shows signs of aging, but the door itself is structurally sound, with no signs of degradation. Paint chips analyzed are chemically identical to Valspar brand paint. No anomalous properties have been detected in the door itself.
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The threshold presents no anomalous visual effects. However, upon passing over the threshold, any sapient beings disappear.1
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SCP-3608 is a sapient, predatory dimension, accessed by passing through the door from either side. Foundation researchers have determined that SCP-3608 is able to siphon energy from the negative emotions of any sapient beings that enter it. It is able to obtain specific information about the being's history2 as well as general details related to an environment which feels familiar to it3. The method by which SCP-3608 obtains this information is currently unknown. SCP-3608 does not appear to have any effect on inanimate objects that are not attached to or held by sapient creatures. Independent inanimate objects that pass over the threshold appear on the other side with no noticeable changes. Drones and other unmanned remote equipment cease to function inside SCP-3608, rendering unmanned expeditions impossible.
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Discovery: SCP-3608 was discovered by the Foundation after a series of missing persons reports near Nürensdorf. Local authorities discovered SCP-3608, and a Foundation agent within the police force brought the item to The Foundation's attention after an officer by the name of Liam Wuthrich entered SCP-3608 and vanished from sight. He returned hours later in a state of severe emotional distress. Officer Wuthrich was escorted to European Site-11 for questioning and full psychological evaluation [See Log 3608-P]. Class-A amnestics were administered and the officer was returned to his home.
Interviewed: Officer Liam Wuthrich of the Nürensdorf Police Department.
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Interviewer: Dr. Sanderson, on-site psychologist for E-Site-11.
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Foreword: Officer Wuthrich was the first person verified to have entered and exited SCP-3608. His testimony is invaluable in ascertaining the state of SCP-3608 before the Foundation began official testing. This interview took place three days after Officer Wuthrich encountered SCP-3608.
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Begin Log: 22/4/2012 14:00
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Dr. Sanderson: Hello, Officer. How are you today?
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Officer Wuthrich: I'm okay, I suppose. Still a little confused. Where am I, again?
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Dr. Sanderson: That information is classified. You'll be perfectly safe here, no need to worry.
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Officer Wuthrich: Right. I suppose this is about the door, isn't it?
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Dr. Sanderson: Yes, we'd like some details about your experience that day.
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Officer Wuthrich: Well, we were in the area after a few strange missing persons reports. One of them was a homeless guy, so nobody really took him seriously, but he kept talking about a door and the "empty place" that it lead to. The higher-ups got wind of it and wanted us to investigate.
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Dr. Sanderson: How many people were reported missing in total, and how many came back?
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Officer Wuthrich: I think it was….six people. Yeah, that's right. As far as I know, most of them came back within a day or two, but it was long enough that people were worried. One of them was gone for nearly a week, though.
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Dr. Sanderson: Were there any noticeable differences between the people that came back within a few days and the one that was gone for longer?
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Officer Wuthrich: Well, nothing physically if that's what you mean, but he had a record with us already. Minor stuff, mostly - some vandalism and one count of aggravated assault. The really weird part was that he said he had only been gone for a few hours, but nobody had seen him for at least a few days.
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Dr. Sanderson: Interesting. Now, Officer, could you please tell me, in as much detail as possible, the circumstances leading up to you entering the door?
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Officer Wuthrich: Well, Officers Ammann, Scheidegger and myself were investigating the door. We agreed that it was weird that it was just sitting there. There weren't even traces of a foundation or building that it would have been connected to in the first place. Officer Ammann, joking of course, dared me to go through it.
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Dr. Sanderson: And you did.
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Officer Wuthrich: I mean, yeah. Not the smartest thing I've done, looking back, but how could I have known? I went through the door, and….
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Officer Wuthrich pauses for a few seconds.
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Dr. Sanderson: And?
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Officer Wuthrich: Well, have you ever been in an elevator when it stops too fast? It felt like that, like I just got jerked around a bit. I looked around to show the guys that I was fine, and they were gone. Or, I guess I was gone. The door took me somewhere else, I still don't know where the hell it was. Do you guys know?
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Dr. Sanderson: Any information we have obtained is highly classified.
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Officer Wuthrich: Yeah, I had guessed that much. You guys run a hell of a tight ship here.
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Dr. Sanderson: The fields we specialize in require very strict security protocols. Now, can you describe to me what the environment inside was like? Please, be as detailed as possible.
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Officer Wuthrich: It was just a big field, empty all the way to the horizon except for a single building sitting there. Well, I think it was a building. Could have just been a big square rock, or monument, or something. And there was no grass on the ground; it felt like astro turf, and it was all grey.
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Dr. Sanderson: Can you describe the object for me?
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Officer Wuthrich: It was about the size of a small shed. I'd say probably three and a half meters wide, five meters deep and three meters tall. No doors or markings on it, and it was all completely grey. It wasn't made of anything I could identify, either. The sides were completely smooth, like silk. My hands just slid right off. I shouldn't have touched the damn thing.
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Dr. Sanderson: Why's that?
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Officer Wuthrich: As soon as I did, I started having, well….hallucinations. Started seeing some things from my past that I didn't ever want to see again.
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Dr. Sanderson: Would you mind sharing?
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Officer Wuthrich shudders and takes a deep breath.
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Officer Wuthrich: Just….bad stuff, mostly. My parents getting divorced, dropping out of college, and, the, uh….first time I lost a partner on the force.
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Dr. Sanderson: Did you encounter any beings while you were there?
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Officer Wuthrich: No other beings, that's for sure. I was totally alone, except…
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Dr. Sanderson: Except what?
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Officer Wuthrich: Well, this is going to sound stupid, but I felt like I was being watched. And not just watched, but….judged. Like something was studying me.
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Dr. Sanderson: But you didn't see any other beings while you were inside?
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Officer Wuthrich: Not a sign of life anywhere. Just a big empty field and that weird…thing.
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Dr. Sanderson: Noted. How long would you say you were inside?
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Officer Wuthrich: Well, it only felt like an hour or so. I was trying to figure out how to get out, but there wasn't a door anymore. I tried to radio the guys, but I got nothing but static.
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Dr. Sanderson: You say it felt like an hour?
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Officer Wuthrich: Yeah, but apparently it was closer to seven hours. The guys had put a team together to investigate the door. They even got someone from the local university out to have a look. Physics student, smart kid, but he had no idea what the hell was going on. They were baffled when I finally came back out.
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Dr. Sanderson: How did you get out?
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Officer Wuthrich: Well, I don't know why, but after a while the door just reappeared. I had taken what was probably my twentieth lap around the building, trying to figure out where I was and how to get back. I rounded the corner and the door was just…there. So I did what anyone would have done.
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Dr. Sanderson: You went back through the door.
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Officer Wuthrich: I couldn't think of anything else to do. The door had got me there, if it was anything like any other door, it would take me back, right?
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Dr. Sanderson: Right. Were you concerned about it taking you somewhere else?
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Officer Wuthrich: Of course I was. But, like I said, it was all I could think to do. Luckily, it took me back home, and then someone called you guys, and now I'm here.
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Dr. Sanderson: You're certain you didn't experience anything else out of the ordinary?
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Officer Wuthrich: Nope, just the random inter-dimensional portal in the middle of a field.
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Dr. Sanderson: Your colleagues have informed us that you were in a state of emotional distress when you returned. Is this true?
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Officer Wuthrich: Yeah, the hallucination or vision or whatever really hit me hard. Losing a partner… it's not something you get over easily, and it doesn't take much to reopen that kind of wound. So I was still pretty upset when I got out.
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Dr. Sanderson: That's completely understandable, Officer. Do you have anything else that you would like to tell me before we conclude the interview?
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Officer Wuthrich: Be careful with that thing. Nothing really bad happened to me, but I've just got a feeling that it's dangerous.
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Dr. Sanderson: Thank you for your concern, Officer. I can assure you that we will proceed with the utmost caution.
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End Log: 22/04/2012 14:07
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Closing Statement: Officer Wuthrich. and all other non-Foundation personnel involved were administered Class-A amnestics and returned to their homes. The missing persons were interviewed individually, but no useful information was gained.
As of 06/06/2014, four manned expeditions into SCP-3608 have been attempted, all overseen by Dr. Vogel and MTF Alpha-5 "Paranaughts" Captain James Lauder. Transcripts of expeditions can be seen below.
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Unless otherwise noted, all subjects are equipped with one wireless transmission video camera communicating with a laptop held by Dr. Vogel and one hands-free 2-way radio. Subject is also equipped with a standard issue field bag containing two day’s worth of emergency rations and several Field Recovery Kits (FRKs).
Subject: D-411356. 29 years old male of white European heritage, convicted of two counts of murder in the second degree.
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TRANSCRIPT
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14:41:00 - Begin Log
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14:41:15 - Subject is instructed to enter SCP-3608. Subject complies.
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14:41:30 - Subject has entered SCP-3608. Subject does not appear on other side of the door. No trace of subject remains on any visible or infrared spectrum.
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14:41:49 - Subject activates video feed. Transmission from subject’s camera is blurry and occasionally cuts to static. Landscape is observed as flat plains with what appear to be mountains in the distance. Subject walks a straight line from the door. Several groups of objects similar to the building described in 3608-P can be seen nearby. Dr. Vogel instructs subject to go to the nearest group of objects, designated 3608-1. Subject complies.
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14:51:13 - Subject is approaching 3608-1. Subject reports a lack of movement or any signs of life in the area, inquires if he should continue.
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14:51:25 - Subject is instructed to enter 3608-1 and collect any relevant information about the location. Subject is also instructed to defer to Dr. Vogel concerning any communication if contact is made.
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15:09:13 - Subject has entered 3608-1. No signs of life are observed. Rudimentary objects in shapes similar to automobiles are seen on the sides of the streets. 3608-1 appears to be similar in size and layout to a small town, but all buildings are of uniform size and grey in color. No doors or windows are visible on the buildings, and the outside surfaces are abnormally smooth, according to the subject. Dr. Vogel instructs subject to continue exploring 3608-1.
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15:21:10 - Subject appears to have thoroughly explored 3608-1. No signs of life have been found, nor any means of ingress to any building. Subject requests that the expedition be terminated, stating that the complete absence of any other life is making him uneasy.
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15:22:01 - Termination of expedition denied. Subject is directed to find the next nearest settlement and enter. following the same protocols as with 3608-1.
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15:23:12 - 15:26:41 - Subject argues with Dr. Vogel, stating that he feels as though something is watching him. Subject is very insistent upon terminating the expedition. Dr. Vogel states that if subject does not continue, video and radio communication will be severed and the door to SCP-3608 will be closed, with a high probability of leaving the subject stranded.
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15:23:45 - Subject exchanges some choice words with Dr. Vogel, but agrees to continue to the next closest settlement.
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15:31:19 - 15:42:19 - Subject seems to be unable to locate any boundaries of 3608-1. Even walking in a straight line for several minutes does not seem to bring the subject any closer to finding egress. Quality of video feed begins to rapidly deteriorate, until images are visible for only a few seconds in between nearly a full minute of static. Audio quality from transceiver also deteriorates, with a voice completely dissimilar to the subject's occasionally cutting in.
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15:43:41 - Subject reports that his feeling of unease is escalating. Transmission quality has degraded to the point that video feed is essentially useless and audio is barely decipherable. Dr. Vogel informs subject that there is a high probability that he may be trapped. Subject does not respond with panic, as would be expected, but rather with resignation and despair. Subject requests that radio and video communications be severed so that he may, in his own words, "Suffer my fate alone". Dr. Vogel agrees and severs transmission feeds.
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EXPEDITION TERMINATED
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Note: Buildings appear consistent with the structure described by Officer Wuthrich. in Interview Log 3608-P.
Subject: D-991257. 26 years old female of Chinese descent. History of severe emotional, physical and sexual abuse as a child. Convicted of three counts of kidnapping, torture and murder of middle-aged Caucasian men.
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TRANSCRIPT
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18:22:00 - Begin Log
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18:22:10 - Subject is instructed to enter SCP-3608. Subject complies.
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18:22:21 - Subject has entered SCP-3608. Matching the events of 3608-E1, subject does not appear on other side of the door. No trace of subject remains on any visible or infrared spectrum.
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18:22:30 - Subject activates video feed. Feed shows a landscape drastically different than the one in 3608-E1. Subject appears to be standing in the middle of a large metropolitan city center, designated 3608-2. However, like in the previous expedition, the city appears to be totally devoid of any signs of life or activity. Automobiles of the same style can be seen on the streets. Buildings are of the same size, color and style as those encountered in 3608-E1; the only noticeable difference being that the buildings have visible doors.
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18:23:06 - Dr. Vogel instructs subject to approach the closest building and attempt ingress.
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18:24:19 - Subject approaches the nearest building and attempts to open the door. It appears to be locked, so subject knocks on the door and waits for a response.
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18:24:31 - Subject knocks again, more forcefully this time.
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18:24:44 - Dr. Vogel instructs subject to approach a different building and attempt ingress. Subject approaches the next nearest building, but stops before she reaches the door. Dr. Vogel inquires as to what is wrong.
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18:24:51 - Subject responds with confusion, inquiring whether or not a black figure was seen exiting the door of the building in question.
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18:25:01 - Dr. Vogel informs the subject that the figure in question did not appear on the feed, nor did the door move, and suggests the possibility that the subject imagined it.
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18:25:17 - Subject responds with anger, restating that the figure was present and real, and that the door had been opened and closed.
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18:25:30 - Dr. Vogel calms subject and instructs her to follow the figure and inform them if it appears again.
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18:36:32 - Subject has followed the figure for roughly ten minutes, and has been led to a lone building at the end of a long stretch of road. Building is designated 3608-2B. Dr. Vogel instructs subject to enter.
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18:36:40 - Upon approaching 3608-2B, subject notices that the door is slightly ajar. Subject enters 3608-2B.
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18:37:00 - Upon subject crossing the threshold, video feed cuts to black. A loud scream is heard from the audio feed and subject stumbles back over the threshold.
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18:37:10 - Dr. Vogel inquires what happened when the video feed was cut. Subject responds with incomprehensible babble. Dr. Vogel asks again, but subject seems to have undergone severe mental trauma. Captain Lauder recommends that expedition be terminated, insisting that the subject will not be able to continue in her current state.
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18:42:29 - After arguing for several minutes, Captain Lauder and Dr. Vogel agree to terminate the expedition.
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18:45:22 - Subject exits SCP-3608 far sooner than would be expected accounting for how far she traveled from the original entry point. 3608-2A1 is recovered, and subject is brought to E-Site-11 for a full psychological evaluation and treatment. See Log 3608-2I for post-expedition interview.
Subject: D-11508. 31 years old male of Scandinavian descent. Convicted of over twenty different felonies, including grand theft auto, first degree murder, aggravated assault, robbery, rape, and arson.
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NOTE: Subject is also equipped with one advanced GPS tracking device.
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TRANSCRIPT
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08:44:00 - Begin Log
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08:44:08 - Subject is instructed to enter SCP-3608. Subject complies.
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08:44:17 - Subject has entered SCP-3608. Like in previous expeditions, subject does not appear on other side of the door. No trace of subject remains on any visible or infrared spectrum. GPS device immediately begins to malfunction; tracking displays "OUT OF RANGE" error.
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08:44:24 - Subject activates video feed. Landscape is similar to that in previous expeditions, except that subject appears to have entered on top of a building looking over a metropolitan area. Buildings are observed to have visible doors and windows. Once again, no signs of life are observed in the area. Area is designated 3608-3, building is designated 3608-3A.
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08:44:37 - Subject is directed to explore 3608-3A and recover any documents or other information using an FRK. Subject complies and begins walking towards a roof access door.
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08:44:51 - Subject opens door and enters 3608-3A. There is a momentary glitch in the camera feed as subject crosses the threshold. Subject begins to descend stairs to the next floor.
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08:45:22 - Subject has reached a landing with a door. Subject opens door and enters a hallway lined with doors fitted with pull handles. Doors appear to be very close together, with the gaps between them appearing to be less than 30cm. Subject approaches nearest door and opens it. Camera feed glitches momentarily, then shows a blank white wall behind the door. Subject's breathing becomes heavy and he shuts the door quickly.
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08:45:35 - Dr. Vogel inquires if anything is wrong. Subject replies in the negative and insists that he is fine.
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08:45:42 - Subject proceeds to the next nearest door and opens it. Camera feed glitches again, momentarily shows another blank wall before subject slams door shut and backs away quickly. Subject's breathing becomes panicked and erratic.
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08:46:11 - Dr. Vogel once again inquires if anything is wrong. Subject vehemently denies that anything is wrong, repeatedly stating that he is fine. Dr. Vogel informs subject that if he is experiencing any anomalous events, the observation team should be notified. Subject repeats again that everything is fine.
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08:46:19 - Subject approaches the next closest door and attempts to open it. Unlike the previous doors, this one leads into a small room with desks similar in design to those that would be found in a United States high school classroom. Desks are arranged in a semicircular formation, facing the rear of the room where there is a small podium on a raised platform. A single chair sits to the side of the podium. A small spiral-bound notebook can be seen on one of the desks.
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08:46:23 - Subject enters room and approaches the podium. Subject is instructed to place the notebook in an FRK for later study, but does not respond. When subject reaches the podium and turns around, another glitch occurs in the camera feed, and dark figures appear seated in the desks. Subject does not appear agitated as would be expected from such a sudden change in his environment.
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08:46:37 - Dr. Vogel inquires if subject notices anything out of the ordinary. Subject does not respond, instead placing his hands on the podium and gripping the edges as though he is about to deliver a speech or report. Dr. Vogel asks again, insisting that subject respond.
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08:47:12 - Subject remains silent for some time, and when he speaks it is not in response to Dr. Vogel's inquiry. Subject appears to be addressing the figures in the desks. Subject apologizes repeatedly for his crimes, going into great detail of each crime he was convicted of and some that were not on his record4. During his apology, subject begins openly weeping and slamming his hands on the podium. Dr. Vogel calls for an on-staff psychologist.
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08:51:20 - After subject's apology and confession have gone on for several minutes, Dr. Sanderson arrives. Dr. Vogel explains the situation to her and asks that she attempt to calm the subject so that the mission can continue.
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08:53:06 - Dr. Sanderson speaks to subject in gentle tones and attempts to calm him. Subject is completely non-responsive to any questions or statements from Dr. Sanderson. Subject has ceased speaking and is now sobbing with his head resting on the podium, occasionally lifting his head only to slam it on the podium again. With the camera at this angle, the camera feed is now picking up an additional figure seated in the chair next to the podium.
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08:53:44 - The figure next to the podium rises from its chair and approaches subject. As the figure gets closer, the camera and audio feeds rapidly dissolve into complete static.
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08:55:12 - When camera and audio feeds reactivate, subject is no longer in the classroom area, but instead staring out of an open window at the metropolitan area below. Subject looks over his shoulder and sees a figure, most likely the same one from the classroom, in the hallway. The figure inclines its head slightly, appearing to give the subject a nod of approval.
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08:55:21 - Subject climbs onto window frame and, despite all efforts from Dr. Sanderson to convince him not to, jumps from the window.
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08:55:24 - Video and audio feed cut out before subject makes impact with the ground. Dr. Vogel and α-5 Captain agree that expedition has been terminated.
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EXPEDITION TERMINATED
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08:57:20 - 116 seconds after termination of the expedition, the door to SCP-3608 opened briefly, and a small notebook identical to that seen in the classroom fell onto the ground in front of it. D-41517 was sent to recover the notebook, and did so without incident. Notebook was designated SCP-3608-N and added to archived materials. [See Log 3608-R: Recovered Materials]
Interviewer: Dr. Sanderson, on-site psychologist for Site-3608
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Foreword: D-991257 suffered from what appears to be a severe psychotic break during Expedition 3608-E2. Subject was unable or unwilling to communicate with any Foundation personnel until six days after she returned from the expedition.
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Begin Log: 09/07/2012 09:00
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Dr. Sanderson: Greetings, D-991257.
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D-991257: …..Hi.
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Dr. Sanderson: How are you today?
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D-991257: I feel like shit, and it's your fault.
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Dr. Sanderson: Please, calm down. I am here to help. I understand that during your time inside of SCP-3608, you experienced some trauma?
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D-991257: Sure, you can call it trauma. I call it a fucking nightmare.
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Dr. Sanderson: D-991257, I must ask you to keep your language in check. I understand that what happened to you-
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D-991257: You understand? Let me tell you right now, you don't understand a goddamn thing about me, or that thing, or what it can do.
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Dr. Sanderson: Well, that's what I'm here to find out. Can you please tell me what happened to you inside SCP-3608?
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D-991257: Fine.
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Dr. Sanderson: Thank you. If you would, please tell me about the figure that you encountered after exiting the first building?
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D-991257: The shadow? Well, it looked sort of human, but it wasn't…solid.
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Dr. Sanderson: Not solid? Could you elaborate?
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D-991257: It was like it was made of smoke. It was shifting around, and it was blurry, sort of hard to focus on. And it didn't talk, but I could tell it was trying to tell me something.
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Dr. Sanderson: Did it communicate with you telepathically?
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D-991257: No, no voices in my head or anything. Just something I felt. It wanted me to follow so it could show me something. And it did, fuck it showed me something…
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Dr. Sanderson: The expedition footage shows that the figure led you to a building.
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D-991257: Yeah.
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Dr. Sanderson: And that something occurred when you entered the building…something that caused you great distress.
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D-991257: When I went into that building….
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Subject takes a deep breath before continuing.
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D-991257: Listen, you know what I did to get in here. And if you're a shrink, you know that people don't do what I did unless they've been through some real bad shit. I didn't talk for three goddamn days, and not because I didn't have anything to say. I was afraid that if I opened my mouth I'd just start screaming again.
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Dr. Sanderson: I can't force you to talk about anything that you do not want to. However, it is of utmost importance that we learn as much as possible about this entity and its abilities. All I can do is ask you to tell me what happened to you in there.
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D-991257 takes several more deep breaths and shudders before speaking again.
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D-991257: It was like walking into hell itself. I remembered….no, I felt….everything. Every time someone held me down and [DATA EXPUNGED] me, every bruise and scratch, the feeling of shame and filth and the long showers that you know can't wash this away, and how difficult it is to let anyone, even someone you love, touch you that way because all you can do is relive being violated, and then the rage and the feeling of satisfaction from killing them, men who got off scot-free after [DATA EXPUNGED] a little girl!
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D-991257 stands up, slamming her hands on the table. Security personnel move to restrain her, but Dr. Sanderson motions for them to stay back.
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D-991257: And the court hearings, and that goddamned jury who'd rather see me locked up for giving them what they deserved than see those fuckers punished for ruining her life JUST LIKE MINE, and then your Foundation, they show up with waivers and a promise that I could help you save the world, but you can't, because the real monsters aren't locked up in here, they're all around us in the world, and they all look like people…
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D-991257 begins panting heavily and sits back down. She is crying. Dr. Sanderson offers her a box of tissues. D-991257 takes one and wipes her eyes.
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Dr. Sanderson: I am sorry that you were forced to experience these events again. Your file informed me of your past, but words can never convey the lasting effects of trauma like this.
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D-991257: All of that….all of it, all at once, flooding my mind…
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Dr. Sanderson waits as D-991257 continues crying. After several minutes, she stops, hiccuping slightly. She is clearly still distressed.
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D-991257: C-can I go now?
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Dr. Sanderson: Yes, thank you. You have given us some very important information.
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D-991257: Doctor, before I go…
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Dr. Sanderson: Yes?
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D-991257: Don't…don't let them do this to anyone else. That thing, whatever it is, it gets in your head, it knows you somehow, knows how to destroy you…
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Dr. Sanderson: I will do my best.
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End Log: 09/07/2012 09:05
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Closing Statement: Dr. Sanderson submitted an official request to cease testing on the grounds that continued testing would be tantamount to willingly subjecting D-Class personnel to what amounts to psychological torture. Request was denied by the Dr. Vogel with the following comment: "Dr. Sanderson, we understand your concerns. However, D-Class personnel are made aware of the risks of their tasks when they are brought into Foundation custody. Sacrifices must be made to gain a better understanding of the forces that we are dealing with. Expeditions and testing will continue."
SCP-3608-N is the sole piece of material that has exited SCP-3608 without Foundation intervention. It appears to be a standard spiral-bound lined notebook with dimensions of 88mm x 125mm x 7mm. It has been given to multiple subjects, including several D-Class personnel, Dr. Vogel, and Site Director Haugen. It appears as though the text within the notebook changes depending on the person reading it. Excerpts of the text as dictated by the readers can be seen below.
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Reader: D-411985
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Contents: "They are lying to you. They know these things can kill you. You are disposable." These three statements were repeated ad infinitum until the end of the pages.
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Note: D-411985 was caught attempting to leave E-Site-11 sixteen hours after reading 3608-N. Subject was hostile upon approach and was thus terminated.
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Reader: D-97124
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Contents: "Your family has forsaken you. Your father tries to forget your name. Your mother tries to forget your face. Your sister changed her name so that she could not be tied to you anymore."
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Note: D-97124 was caught attempting to take his own life nine hours after reading 3608-N. Subject was stopped and is currently undergoing treatment in the psych ward of E-Site-11.
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Reader: Dr. Vogel
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Contents: "You're so close. So close to the truth. You know what must be done."
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Note: This text and presumably others, acquired via non-approved contact by Dr. Vogel, are likely linked to Event 3608-V.
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Reader: Site Director Haugen
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Contents: [DATA EXPUNGED]
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Note: Data removed for security purposes. Contents included classified Foundation information.
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Reader: Dr. Sanderson
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Contents: "He's leaving you. You work too much, Jocelyn5."
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Note: Roughly seven hours after Dr. Sanderson read 3608-N, she received an email from her husband informing her that he wanted a divorce. This information was voluntarily given to the Foundation.
Foreword: On 13/09/2015, four hours prior to this operation, Dr. Vogel, acting against all Foundation security and operational protocols, and in clear breach of containment procedures, entered SCP-3608. Director Haugen approved Operation 3608-V immediately when this was discovered.
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TRANSCRIPT
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05:00:00 - 05:04:15 - Alpha-5 team members perform standard pre-mission checks of weapons and communications equipment. Each team member is equipped with short-range radios for intra-team communication, long-range radios for communication with Director Haugen, and chest-mounted body cameras. Each member is issued a field bag with five days of survival rations, six FRKs, an emergency medical kit, six autoinjecting needles with Class-D amnestics, and additional ammunition for their firearms.
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Cpt. Lauder: Alright, boys, standard search and retrieve. You all know who Dr. Vogel is, he's the target. If he's become compromised by the effects of 3608, we are authorized to terminate and retrieve the body. Understood?
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Yukon: Got it.
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Imski: Understood.
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Powers: In and out, sounds pretty simple.
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Dir. Haugen: To recap, the entity is a sapient dimension with, presumably, complete control over its internal layout. It's also been documented to have the ability to cause severe emotional distress. You were chosen because you all have clean records, no notable phobias, and high scores on the PRI6. D-Class have only been sent in one at a time so far, and we're not sure how it will react to multiple targets. No direct hostile activity has been seen from any entities inside; the danger seems to come from the entity's ability to manipulate emotions.
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Imski: I don't know boss, I stole a candy bar when I was seven. Might want to keep our eyes out for a giant, angry Mars bar.
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Powers and Yukon laugh.
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Cpt. Lauder: Can it. Anyone beginning to experience any regret, sadness, anger, anything like that, is to report it to the team immediately. We have low-strength Class D amnestics handy for short-term, recent memory erasure. Any hostile behavior towards a teammate or repeated refusal to follow orders will be seen as probable contamination and result in immediate termination. There will be no exceptions to this. We can't risk letting this thing into our heads. We all need to be on high alert - eyes up, ears open, heads clear.
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Alpha-5 team approaches the door. As Cpt. Lauder extends his hand to open it, the door opens before he makes contact.
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Powers: Well, that's not ominous.
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Cpt. Lauder: Sounds like we have a volunteer to go in first. Nods at Powers. Powers leads, Yukon and I follow, Imski brings up the rear.
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As Agent Powers crosses the threshold, his body-cam malfunctions. Cpt. Lauder and Agent Yukon attempt to follow, but the door violently swings shut, catching Agent Yukon's fingers between the door and frame, cleanly severing his forefinger and middle finger at the distal interphalangeal joint7. Agent Yukon shouts in pain and stumbles back from the door, attempting to stem the bleeding. Captain Lauder attempts to force the door open, but it remains shut.
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Cpt. Lauder: Shit! Powers, do you read? The door shut behind you, the rest of the team is not with you. Do you read?
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No response is heard from Agent Powers for roughly twenty seconds. Captain Lauder continues his attempts to force open the door. Agent Imski calls for on-site medical staff to assist Agent Yukon.
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Powers: I read, Captain. Christ, that hurts…
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Cpt. Lauder: Powers! Powers, what the hell happened?
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Powers: The door opened in the middle of the fucking sky. I fell probably…10 meters? Left leg is injured, potentially broken, and this place is…oh. Oh, shit. What the hell?
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Cpt. Lauder: What is it, Powers?
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Powers: I'm…I'm back at Site-3608. It dropped me right outside the entrance. But it's…wrong.
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Dir. Haugen: Of course it's wrong. I just checked with the security team, there's nobody at the entrance.
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Cpt. Lauder: Jesus. It recreated the site.
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Powers: What?
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Cpt. Lauder: It's able to get information about the subject's universe of origin. Dr. Vogel is inside right now. It's probably recreating the site from his mental image.
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Dir. Haugen: We've only seen it make uniform changes on a larger scale up to this point, but that sounds feasible. You are likely seeing 3608's recreation of Site-3608.
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Powers: I'm…not sure what I should do. Command, advise?
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Dir. Haugen: I would recommend proceeding into the facility with great caution. Attempt to locate the equivalent of Secure Wing Alpha in the hopes of finding an egress point.
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Cpt. Lauder: Agreed. Sounds like your best chance of getting out is to go in.
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Powers: I…I really don't like that idea. This place is really starting to get to me.
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Cpt. Lauder: Powers, stay calm. Remember, this thing hasn't hurt anyone directly. You're one of our best agents, and you've survived a thousand times worse shit than this. You can do this. No doubt, no fear.
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Powers: No doubt, no fear. Eyes open, head clear.
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Imski: You got this, Powers. Show this son of a bitch that it can't scare the Paranaughts!
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Yukon: And hey, uh, grab my fingertips if you can find them?
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The three MTF agents and Captain Lauder laugh.
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Powers: I'm going to splint my leg and head in. Still nothing on the video feed?
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Dir. Haugen: Sorry, Agent Powers, still nothing but static.
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Cpt. Lauder: We'll continue to monitor it as you go. Keep us updated if you notice anything abnormal, but assuming the site layout is identical, you should be able to get to Secure Wing Alpha no problem.
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Powers: Copy that, Captain.
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The sounds of Agent Powers bandaging his leg are heard. Medical staff have bandaged Agent Yukon's fingers and he is attempting to force the door open with Agent Imski. Captain Lauder and Director Haugen are monitoring Agent Powers' audio and video feeds.
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Powers: Alright, my leg is patched up as best as it's going to be.
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The sounds of Agent Powers getting to his feet are heard.
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Powers: Putting some weight on it. [Grunts.] It still hurts, but I think I'll manage. I'm heading to the main door.
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Cpt. Lauder: Copy. Keep us updated as you continue through the complex. Yukon and Imski are still trying to get that damned door back open.
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Powers: You got it, cap. The main door opened by itself as I approached, didn't need to insert my access card. I suppose complex security systems are a bit beyond this thing's ability, at least for now.
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+Cpt. Lauder: What's the inside look like?
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Powers: It's identical to the site. It's kinda unnerving, seeing how it all looks right but just feels wrong, you know?
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Cpt. Lauder: Powers, we're the Paranaughts. Looking right but feeling weird is what we do.
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Powers: Got that right, captain. I think that this is helping, it's keeping me grounded. I'm heading through the door to the main hallway. No signs of activity.
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Cpt. Lauder: Just keep going. Still feeling alright?
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Powers: Yeah, I feel okay. There have been sort of…pinpricks is how I'd describe them. Like, it feels like something is trying to mess with me, but it just can't get in, can't get a grip on anything.
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Yukon: [Shouting] It's got nothing because you won't give it anything! No fear!
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Powers: Hallway was totally empty. I've reached the door to Secure Wing Alpha.
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Cpt. Lauder: You're almost out, Powers. Get in there, find the door, and get back to us. Drinks are on me.
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Powers: Yeah, like that would ever happen.
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The three MTF agents laugh.
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Cpt. Lauder: Oh, shut it, Agent.
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Powers: Just kidding, cap. I'm entering Secure Wing Alpha now.
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Cpt. Lauder: We all know you can do this, Powers.
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A sharp burst of static is heard over the audio feed.
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Powers: No! You're not getting in my head, you piece of shit!
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Cpt. Lauder: Powers, what's going on?
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Powers: I crossed the threshold and just…a spike of anxiety and fear hit me. It didn't try to bring up anything specific, it was like it was just trying to force emotions on me. I think I deflected the worst of it, though.
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Cpt. Lauder: Damn right! Show this thing who's boss!
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Powers: [Shouting] Yeah, you son of a bitch! My mind is my own, you can't feed on me!
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Cpt. Lauder: Alright Powers, you should be nearing the door now. What do you see?
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Powers: I'm entering the containment chamber now. And the door is…what the hell? Doctor?
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Dr. Vogel: Hello, Agent Powers.
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Cpt. Lauder: Powers! You found Vogel?
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Powers: Yeah, he's here. Doctor Vogel, I'm here to bring you back home. Do you know how to get out-
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Dr. Vogel: There is only one exit, Agent Powers. Me.
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Powers: Doctor, come on, we need you back at the site. Especially now, you've got some really useful information. We'll get you back to work-
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Dr. Vogel:Laughs. That's nonsense, and you know it. I've breached protocol. If I come with you, I might as well be dead. Which is why that's the only way you're getting out. You have to kill me.
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Powers: Screw that! Doctor, come on. You haven't done anything that can't be fixed. Director Haugen will understand-
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Dr. Vogel: Haugen is a fool! Just because some D-Class got scared, he wanted us to stop! To stop exploring this world! He is not a man of science, not like me.
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Cpt. Lauder: Powers, I think….I think you have to do it. We knew this might be an outcome. The doctor has clearly been compromised by this thing.
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Powers: I…alright. If that's your order, captain.
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Muffled movement is heard, presumably Powers unholstering his sidearm.
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Powers: Doctor, I'm sorry about this.
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Cpt. Lauder: Powers, wait!
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Three gunshots are heard in quick succession. The door to SCP-3608 opens, and Doctor Vogel's lifeless body falls through it.
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Cpt. Lauder: Shit! Powers, get out of there, now!
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Powers begins screaming, and his audio feed begins to become distorted. The video feed reactivates, and shows the scene of Powers shooting Doctor Vogel twice in the chest and once in the head on repeat. Agent Powers is seen through the door as it begins to close, raising his gun to his temple.
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Cpt. Lauder: [Shouting] POWERS!!!
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The door loudly slams shut, rendering it unclear if a gunshot was heard as well.
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Note from Director Haugen: We have recovered a small audio recording device from Doctor Vogel's body. We hope that it will give us some insight into his actions. We are holding a small ceremony for him and Agent Powers, after which amnestics will be administered. The loss of Agent Powers has clearly had an effect on the morale of the other Alpha-5 team members, and it would be dishonest of me to say that the loss of Dr. Vogel has not affected me. It would be a liability to allow us to remember.
Addendum 1: Testing has been ceased pending review from The O5 Council. No personnel are to interact with or approach SCP-3608 without express approval from Site Director Haugen.
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Addendum 2: After Event 3608-V, 3608-N is considered a cognitohazard, as it appears to retain a portion of the entity's ability to manipulate emotions, triggered when read. 3608-N is to be locked in a Level 4 Anomalous Object Containment Safe in Site-3608.
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Special Containment Procedures: In accordance with Parallel Civilizations Procedure 8—C10 and the terms of the Foundation’s treaty with the S’kakithi Principality, the human-S’kakithi interactions of SCP-3629 will be permitted to continue. To reduce risks to secrecy or of situations like Incident 3629-1, these encounters will be arranged through a Foundation-designed service which will include surreptitious surveillance software to detect and interfere with any attempts to publicize information about the S’kakithi.
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Description: SCP-3629 is a pattern of interactions between a small community of humans in New York City and certain individuals among the subterranean S’kakithi population1 in that vicinity. These respective parties voluntarily seek each other on dating applications, most frequently Tinder, for the purposes of paraphilic sexual activities.
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Like many smaller spiders, the S’kakithi have substantially larger females than males, and the males, which are non-sapient, are frequently instinctively killed and consumed during or immediately after mating. To lessen the risk of this, the males tie the females up with their silk, and so in at least 70% of natural matings, the male survives. Because it is a part of the mating process, S’kakithi females find being bound highly pleasurable. To avoid depleting their own population of males, some S’kakithi engage in sexual activities with humans, and SCP-3629 refers to this interspecies cooperation. Humans, being approximately the size of a S’kakithi female and not biochemically similar to their prey or their males, are resistant to S’kakithi venom, and indeed experience euphoric hallucinations when injected with it.
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To facilitate these encounters and meet proficient and interested humans, S’kakithi create profiles on dating applications, with an estimated 2100 profiles on Tinder and only about 150 distributed across OKCupid, Fetlife, and ChristianMingle. As the S’kakithi know that humans are not generally aware of their existence, these profiles do not explicitly identify the S’kakithi as such.
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The humans involved in SCP-3629 are drawn primarily from the New York City bondage community. These individuals are informally vetted by both the S’kakithi and established members of this community, and are instructed in relevant information regarding the non-humanoid physiology of the S’kakithi. It is believed that 90 humans have taken part in SCP-3629.
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SCP-3629 came to the Foundation’s attention in February 2018 as a result of Incident 3629-1, after S’kakithi investigators contacted the Foundation regarding a case they believed involved a human, in which S’kakithi had gone missing after participating in SCP-3629. Some relevant documents are reproduced below.
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Interview 3629-3: To learn about SCP-3629 from a human perspective, on February 16, 2018, Agent Sebastian Allen interviewed Manny Li, whom the S’kakithi had identified as a regular participant in SCP-3629. He was not believed to be a suspect in the disappearances, nor was he believed to have any knowledge of the anomalous outside of the context of SCP-3629. Also present at the interview was Investigator Chisithrita, the S’kakithi liaison on the case. Note that as they are unable to vocalize English, S’kakithi communicate by text.
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Agent Allen: Mr. Li, I’m glad you could make it. We’d like to ask you some questions about the Silkmaster community.
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Manny Li: That’s… Uh, I’m sorry, officer, but I can’t talk about that.
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Agent Allen: Are you worried about retaliation? My branch of NYPD liaisons with and addresses problems among New York City’s… less traditional inhabitants, including the S’kakithi. We have reason to believe a crime has been committed, and anything you can tell us will help.
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Manny Li: Okay, so you know, but do they know you know? I’ve never heard of the Special Crimes Posting. Do they know about you guys?
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Agent Allen: I believe I may be able to allay your concerns.
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Allen leaves the room and returns with Investigator Chisithrita
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Agent Allen: This is Chisithrita, our S’kakithi contact in this case. She can remain here while we talk to confirm that I don’t ask you about anything they’d rather us not hear about.
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Investigator Chisithrita:😀😀😀Hi there Manny! 😀😀😀
+Investigator Chisithrita:I’m basically a spider cop🕵️♀️🕷️
+Investigator Chisithrita:Sebastian and his people are good people, and they are helping us with our investigation. Explain to them the trysts you have with our people.
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Manny Li: Well, as Chisithrita says, I— Look, how much do you already know about this?
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Agent Allen: Only the basics, but we’d like to know more about the group and how you got into this. We’ve been in contact with them for a long time, but the S’kakithi tend to share information only when they think it’s relevant.
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Investigator Chisithrita:😉We like our discretion. But tell them.
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Manny Li: Okay. I’d been a part of the kink community for a while, both here and in Portland. Tom and Diane organize a lot of events for the local scene, and at one of these a year or so ago, Diane asked me to try a session with her where I tied her up according to some very specific and weird instructions and with something like a dozen tarantulas crawling on us. Screening, you see.
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Agent Allen: Forgive me, Investigator, but Manny, I would think a lot of people have problems dealing with the S’kakithi? Tarantulas are quite a bit smaller.
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Manny Li: Yeah, a few people drop out when they meet the S’kakithi, but by that point they’ve been sworn to secrecy. That’s actually the other way I was vetted. Tom told me something — false, as it turns out — but explosive and told me not to tell anyone about it. That I didn’t is why I had the spider scene with Diane.
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Agent Allen: Sensible. So what happened after they decided to bring you in?
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Manny Li: Well, first understand that the scenes I’ve been in are usually pretty tailored to an individual. But there’s still commonalities, patterns — how to tie someone so they can breathe and won’t have joint issues, establishing safewords, the sorts of materials and toys, how to end the session. That’s all different with the S’kakithi. Diane showed me the various binds on a volunteer, I think Irishis, as well as how to use webbing, and the safer ways to get a hit of venom from an aroused S’kakithi. Better for her, too, so she doesn’t sit around tied up too long.
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Investigator Chisithrita:Ooh, Irishis! She’s a bit 😘😘😘
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Agent Allen: Sorry, getting a hit of venom? How is that safe?
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Manny Li: Safe enough, and absolutely worth it. That stuff is just beyond anything else. Yeah, a couple inches of fangs going into you has its risks. But they patch up the punctures as if they were never there.
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Agent Allen: Investigator, you’re using your medicine on random civilians?
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Investigator Chisithrita:I’m so sorry. Should we leave them riddled with holes? Or would you prefer we ate them?
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Agent Allen: You know very well what we’d prefer…
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Investigator Chisithrita:😛
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Agent Allen: We can leave that. Manny, Mr. Li, tell me about how you arrange these encounters.
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Manny Li: Tinder.
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Agent Allen: Tinder? Public-facing Tinder, where anyone, totally unvetted, could talk with one of the S’kakithi?
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Manny Li: I guess, but it’s not like they have real photos or say “Hey, I’m a giant spider”.
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Investigator Chisithrita:We have our own laws.
+Investigator Chisithrita:If they follow the Way of Chalt’tiri, we’ll follow the Tinder Terms of Service
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Manny Li: There’s other cues, like the picture being some woman with a spider tattoo or with spiders crawling on her — some of these are from the scene; Diane appears a bunch — and these days they’ll usually say “Silkmaiden” somewhere on the profile. That’s I guess what’s become the name for this community, Silkmasters and Silkmaidens, though I guess you know about that. With us, we’ll sometimes say “Silkmaster”, but personally I found that attracted questions when I’m surfing for normal humans so I mostly use the chat to let them know that I’m on the inside. I do make clear I’m pretty into bondage though, which gets the S’kakithi to swipe right and avoids incompatible humans.
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Agent Allen: I see. Are you usually able to find a match?
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Manny Li: Always. This is really popular with the S’kakithi, so there’s tons of them for each of us.
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Investigator Chisithrita:☝️You stay on. We don’t.
+Investigator Chisithrita:We stay satisfied. But you humans are so horny!😘
+Investigator Chisithrita:A whole species of Irishises
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Manny Li: Okay, yes, that reduces the imbalance. Every S’kakithi I’ve met with drops off Tinder. I think they come back on eventually, but we’re talking like a year.
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Agent Allen: Do you ever remain in touch with one of your dates to continue social relations?
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Manny Li: No, that’s not what I’m on Tinder for.
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Agent Allen: So these dates, where do they take place?
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Manny Li: Their place, usually.
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Investigator Chisithrita:Sebastian, we take them no further underground than we take you.
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Manny Li: Yeah, there’s elevators or fireman’s poles or something. They have these hidden trapdoors all over. I meet with the night’s partner at one of those, she grabs hold of me, then we fall, fall, fall. It’s not dark down there, but I don’t know what the lights are. Officer, it’s vast.
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Agent Allen: Please continue.
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Manny Li: Their homes, those I can understand. You’d expect giant webs, but they’re more like our houses, only in caves. Most of the appliances I recognized. I guess if you can use Tinder, you can use Amazon. I do the session with my date, and I’ll usually spend the night, since the venom takes a while to wear off. In the morning, she drops me off wherever I need to be. Handy for getting to work.
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Agent Allen: Could you meet above ground if you wanted?
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Manny Li: In some places. The first place I met one of the S’kakithi was in the studio, and I’ve done a scene or two there. I gather Leo has a tunnel into his basement. But my apartment would be completely impossible — I’m on the sixth floor, and the S’kakithi are pretty serious about their privacy. Diane makes sure we don’t do anything that might bring them down on us. We add her on social media, share our Tinder password, clear any photos related to the scene before putting them up. But it’s better than what the S’kakithi do — sorry, Investigator. That’s why I didn’t want to talk to you about this; I’ve heard of people who just shared photos vanishing. They said we couldn’t even tell our families.
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Investigator Chisithrita:It can’t be allowed.
+Investigator Chisithrita:They do live. We’re not monsters.👿
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Manny Li: Officer, you said there had been a crime. What is this about?
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Agent Allen: Mr. Li, do you believe you could remove a S’kakithi from her home to the surface?
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Investigator Chisithrita:Not possible
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Manny Li: I agree. Maybe if she was already pretty well-bound, I could move her, but up a vertical shaft? I don’t think I could make it back up myself, even if I did know the way.
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Investigator Chisithrita:What about an ambush on being picked up or dropped off?
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Manny Li: In most of my sessions, my date resists being tied up, but that’s playacting, half-fighting. I couldn’t subdue a truly uncooperative S’kakithi. Maybe with friends? Or weapons? But I’ve seen shed exoskeletal plates, and they’re really tough. Even with a gun, I don’t think I could stop her from at least getting back underground. Have S’kakithi been going missing?
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Investigator Chisithrita:Yes😠😢
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Agent Allen: Fine, we can tell him. So that leaves… Unless, Investigator, could they still be somewhere in your city?
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Investigator Chisithrita:We would know.
+Investigator Chisithrita:Assuming it is a human responsible, none of you could foil our methods.
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Agent Allen: Let’s stick with that assumption for now. Mr. Li, it then seems that the only point of vulnerability would be during a session on the surface. Do you know of anyone who preferred to have their dates up here?
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Manny Li: Maybe. As I said, a few people with ground level homes have passages in — Leo, Colleen, Muhammed, probably more — and I think Benjamin K is a claustrophobe, so he mostly meets at the studio. So yeah, him. But almost always we go under. Look, mood and atmosphere are really important for this kind of thing, and it’s just not the same here.
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Agent Allen: I think I see. Have you noticed any unusual behavior by any of your friends lately?
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Manny Li: Nothing unusual for them.
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Agent Allen: I believe that’s everything, then. Investigator, do you have any further questions for Mr. Li?
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Investigator Chisithrita:😁Thank you so much for helping, Manny!😁
+Investigator Chisithrita:Sebastian may want to interrogate you further at some later point.
+Investigator Chisithrita:I may want to meet you again for other reasons.😉
+Investigator Chisithrita:If I’m not too forthright in asking, what’s your profile name?
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+Manny Li: On Tinder? Geez, okay. It’s “HungManny”.
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Investigator Chisithrita:I’ll keep my eyes out!😁
+Investigator Chisithrita:👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️ (🕷️)
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Interview 3629-6: On February 27, 2018, IAC gave the Foundation access to Tinder chat logs for human participants in SCP-3629 and for the missing S’kakithi, in accordance with the plans from Interview 3629-5. Agent Sebastian Allen met with S’kakithi Investigators Chisithrita and Iskeran on March 1, 2018 to discuss the findings.
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Agent Allen: Good morning, Investigator Iskeran, Investigator Chisithrita. Tinder finally turned over the logs.
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Investigator Chisithrita:Wonderful! 😃 Let’s take a look.
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Investigator Iskeran:🕷🔎
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Agent Allen: Right, I guess we’ll start off with the last to go missing. Let me know if you’re having trouble seeing the screen. Here’s the log for K’taithar. She met with SeventhWalrus — okay, I guess for the mustache — which seems to be the account of one Eric Thierse.
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Investigator Iskeran:I’ve seen the name.
+Investigator Iskeran:But not one I’ve met.
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Investigator Chisithrita:He looks strong. 💪 Could he be a web?
+Investigator Chisithrita:I mean, bait?
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Investigator Iskeran:The name has been there for a long time.
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Agent Allen: I don’t think so. He seems to have an account history, and I’d like to assume for now that our kidnapper isn’t able to edit Tinder’s files.
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Investigator Chisithrita:Liaisons with both our kinds. I don’t know this SeventhWalrus, but I do recall Aserak being quite satisfied. 🤪 So he’s real and just started grabbing ⛓his partners one day? Are any of his humans missing?
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Agent Allen: I don’t know yet. We can look into that. Let’s go back to K’taithar’s last meeting. Is there anything odd about these messages?
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Investigator Chisithrita:Not that I can tell. He comes off well here. But every predator should be pleasing to her prey.
+Investigator Chisithrita:They met at the studio rise.
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Investigator Iskeran:That’s relevant. We wouldn’t travel from the Rise, so that must have been where K’taithar was seized.
+Investigator Iskeran:A definite 🔎. Was that where the other 🕷 were taken?
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Investigator Chisithrita:Sebastian, let’s look at more. How about Espachia?
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Agent Allen: Okay. Let’s see… Her last meeting wasn’t with Mr. Thierse. Espachia met with someone named Tietan. It says here her real name is —
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Investigator Iskeran:😲😲😲😰🤯
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Agent Allen: Uh, what is it, Investigator?
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Investigator Iskeran:I MET WITH HER
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Agent Allen: When?
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Investigator Chisithrita:With one of their females? 🤢 Do you think it would be okay to start eating people as well as fucking them?
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Investigator Iskeran:Humans don’t have true gender. They’re practically identical. Both 🚺 and 🚹 are ignorant of the Way of Chalt’tiri. I see no difference.
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Investigator Chisithrita:They have the Tinder Terms of Service! If you got to know them, you’d see that.
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Investigator Iskeran:Then wouldn’t their men you let bind you also be People? And you call me a pervert?
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Agent Allen: Investigators! Please, I don’t understand this, but is it really relevant? Iskeran, Investigator Iskeran, you said you met with Ms. Willard-Neeson, Tietan. Was this for, uh, SCP-3629? When was this?
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Investigator Iskeran:Yes. And my fellow Investigator will find nothing in Chalt’tiri to condemn that.
+Investigator Iskeran:I met with her four days ago.
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Agent Allen: That’s well after Espachia vanished. Did she seem uncomfortable or anything like that? Any indicator of anything wrong, any aggressive moves against you at the surface?
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Investigator Iskeran:I don’t know how to tell if she was uncomfortable, but she was quite satisfying.
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Investigator Chisithrita:How did she talk to Espachia?
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Agent Allen: I’ll bring that up. Oh, again meeting at the studio. That’s definitely a theme.
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Investigator Iskeran:We met at a Rise near her 🏠.
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Agent Allen: Are all of these meetings at the studio? Mind if I scroll through?
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Investigator Chisithrita:🤔Go right ahead.
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Agent Allen: Ikla’akti disappeared after meeting RebelStar929… at the studio. Sichariti disappeared after meeting LionManWaistDown… at the studio. Chik—
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Investigator Chisithrita:🔎Is LionManWaistDown named Leo?🔎
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Agent Allen: Leonel Simcoe, yes.
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Investigator Chisithrita:We built a rise to Leo’s house. He is in touch with the ground. There’s no reason he’d ask to meet at the studio.
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Agent Allen: That seems to be where all the abductions have happened. We can search the place, but perhaps there’s something there necessary for subduing the victims.
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Investigator Chisithrita:🕵️♀️I don’t think so. Sebastian, Investigator Iskeran, might Leo and these others be imitated?
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Investigator Iskeran:A deception? It shouldn’t be. Agent Allen, go back to the conversation between Espachia and Tietan.
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Agent Allen: Sure.
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Investigator Iskeran:Does not this remind you of SeventhWalrus’s approach?
+Investigator Iskeran:This was not how Tietan spoke to me.
+Investigator Iskeran:🕸🕷👿🕸
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Investigator Chisithrita:🧠Oh, good thinking, Investigator! 🧠 Show your conversation with Tietan to us.😉
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Agent Allen: We have experts on writing styles. I’m not one myself, but I can contact one.
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Investigator Chisithrita:You are a human. If Iskeran thought she saw a difference, you’re sure to.
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Investigator Iskeran:My personal correspondences are not supposed to be a part of the case!
+Investigator Iskeran:But I can show Agent Allen.
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Agent Allen: Okay, yes, that’s definitely different than the Espachia conversation. Unless she forgot how to capitalize letters between talking to Espachia and to you. Okay, I think that’s a good working hypothesis. Somehow, someone is getting onto the Tinder accounts of humans involved with 3629 and setting up meetings with S’kakithi at the studio, where… what? We got stuck here when Manny was here too, Chisithrita. Shouldn’t the victim realize that it’s not her date there and bolt back underground?
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Investigator Iskeran:No.
+Investigator Iskeran:You look the same.
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Investigator Chisithrita:🤫
+Investigator Chisithrita:More diplomatically, you look human.
+Investigator Chisithrita:When you’re together, I can tell you apart — you have different clothes, skin, hair, size — but alone, it’s harder. Especially since you change your appearance so much!
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Investigator Iskeran:She may have let herself be bound by someone else.
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Agent Allen: And then unable to free herself when they showed their true colors.
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Investigator Chisithrita:😥We have stories like that. Some are romantic ❤️ when the hero finds her binder is a shimmering drone with thick silk instead of the shedding old lurker who’d been around her nest. But in real life? By a human? 🤢💔💔💔
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Agent Allen: So we want someone with access to the studio, a way to hack people’s accounts, and some reason for doing this.
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Investigator Chisithrita:😳😳I think I know who.
+Investigator Chisithrita:HungManny said that out of fear of our displeasure over our seclusion being spoiled, he and his fellow Silkmasters let BoundToPlease — Diane — audit their Tinder accounts. And of course she has access to the studio.
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Agent Allen: Yes! I think we had best bring her in for questioning. And her husband Tom too; if she is behind this, he might be as well. The two of them probably know more about you all than anyone outside the Foundation.
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Investigator Iskeran:Or the Global Occult Coalition.
+Investigator Iskeran:Or the Metropolitan Transportation Authority.
+Investigator Iskeran:Or the Leaves of Winter.
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Investigator Chisithrita:🤫 Now then, Investigator, let’s leave some secrets for Sebastian to discover on his own.😉
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Addendum 3629-6: Following the conclusions of Interview 3629-6, Foundation operatives apprehended Diane and Thomas Mallory. Under interrogation, they confessed to abducting and imprisoning six S’kakithi over a period of three months. Thomas explained that they harvested the venom from their victims and sold it as a drug. As S’kakithi venom is not anomalous and the Mallorys did not share the origin of the substance, no followup on the buyers is necessary. The victims were rescued from a property owned by the couple, dehydrated but alive. At the insistence of the S’kakithi Principality, Thomas and Diane were remanded to their custody.
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Addendum 3629-7: Below are reproduced several Tinder profiles of S’kakithi participating in SCP-3629.
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EightLegsUnder, 37
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📍 less than a mile away
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You: Strong 💪 Silkmaster (men ONLY!)
+Send pics of your knots ➰
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Me: Silkmaiden 🕸️💞🕸️ My kiss 😘 will have you seeing stars!
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IrishisDelicious, 33
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📍 less than a mile away
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Silk… Well, "maiden" would be quite inaccurate 😘
+I know what I want and I want a lot…
+Not from Ireland!!
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Sue, 24
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📍 less than a mile away
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i'm a giant spider woman w/ nice eyes looking for a strong human to tie me up
+must like getting bit
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OMG why are so many creeps messaging me??!?
+i'm closing my account
Filename: EightLegsUnderProfile-new.PNG
+Name: Researcher Cheryl Hayashi studies the genetics of complex spider silk-making
+Author: National Science Foundation
+License: Public Domain
+Source Link:nsf.gov
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3647 is to be contained in a standard anomalous object containment locker at Site-77, and is not to be removed except for use in experimentation. Testing may be initiated by any Foundation researcher with Level 2 clearance and above. Usage of SCP-3647 on Foundation personnel or D-Class with whom verbal communication is necessary is forbidden.
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Description: SCP-3647 refers to a gold hairpin created in the Roman Republic around the end of the first century BCE. When worn or handled normally, SCP-3647 functions as a non-anomalous hairpin. The anomalous properties of SCP-3647 only manifest when used to pierce the skin of a living human. Individuals affected in such a way become afflicted with severe glossophobia1 and exhibit many symptoms of social anxiety disorder. All conventional treatments for social phobias, including cognitive behavioural therapy, SSRI antidepressants, and beta blockers, have been shown to be ineffective in treating conditions caused by exposure to SCP-3647, as has amnestic treatment.
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Regardless of their previous personality, all subjects affected by SCP-3647 express a strong aversion to verbally communicating with groups, often going to great lengths to avoid such situations. If forced into circumstances requiring oration, subjects become physically distressed, often displaying symptoms such as stuttering, increased heart rate, and uncontrollable shaking, and display significantly poorer communication skills than normal. Individuals listening to a speech delivered by a SCP-3647-affected subject will invariably regard it as poorly-delivered or unconvincing. Similar symptoms to the above are observed when subjects attempt one-to-one communication, albeit to a lesser degree of severity.
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Recovery: SCP-3647 was recovered in 1987, during the archaeological excavation of the Fulvia family mausoleum in the ruins of the Roman city of Tusculum. Its anomalous properties were first observed when a field archaeologist accidentally pricked his finger with SCP-3647 in opening an ivory box holding it. A Foundation agent embedded within the archaeological team identified SCP-3647 as anomalous, retrieved it and its box, and administered class-A amnestics to the on-site personnel.
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The ivory box within which SCP-3647 was discovered has displayed no anomalous properties as of yet, and has been donated to the Museum of Roman Civilization in Italy. Additionally, a note was found beneath SCP-3647 in the box (See Addendum 3647-A).
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Experiment 3647-07 - 15/04/1990
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Procedure: D-71243, a former classicist skilled in rhetoric, was given an excerpt from Roman orator Marcus Tullius Cicero's "Catiline Orations" and instructed to perform it before a small assembly. An agent was instructed to stand behind D-71243 and pierce his skin with SCP-3647 while the speech was in progress.
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+Observations:
+00:00 - D-71243 begins reading the speech aloud. Subject is observed to be confident and expressive in his speech.
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03:01 - The agent standing behind D-71243 is signalled to expose the subject to SCP-3647. D-71243 does not notice this and continues with his speech as normal.
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03:07 - The back of D-71243's neck is punctured by SCP-3647. Subject appears surprised and vocalises an expression of pain. Subject is instructed to continue the speech as before.
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03:17 - D-71243 attempts to continue the speech. Subject is now observed to stutter and speak in a quivering voice.
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03:42 - Subject deviates from the speech to request a cessation of his oration. This request is denied, and the subject is instructed to proceed with the speech.
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04:07 - Subject is observed shaking and his pupils are visibly dilated. The speech is punctuated by numerous vocalised pauses
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04:11 - D-71243 requests to leave, reporting dizziness and severe chest pain. This request is denied, and the subject is instructed to proceed with the speech.
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04:23 - D-71243 becomes visibly agitated and attempts to escape the test chamber. His egress is prevented by security staff.
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04:27 - Subject begins to physically assault the security staff, demanding to be released, and is subdued.
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Note: A month after the conclusion of Experiment 3647-07, D-71423 was found to have committed suicide in his cell. The subject referred to a pervasive feeling of hopelessness and the total inefficacy of all attempted medical interventions in his suicide note.
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Addendum 3647-A: The following is a translation of the note found with SCP-3647, originally written in Latin of high-quality papyrus. The note displayed no abnormalities except for smelling faintly of laurus nobilis2.
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Your righteous servitude has not gone unnoticed, o Loyal Fulvia. May this serve you in silencing all who would profane my legacy.
Special Containment Procedures: The artificial entrance to SCP-3826 is to be maintained by two concrete walls at least 2 m in length and at least .5 m in thickness. The only authorized personnel to enter SCP-3826 through the airlock are research personnel of level-3 clearance or agents of Mobile Task Force Zeta-9 ("Mole Rats").
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Upon exploration, personnel are to wear an actively transmitting earpiece and a pair of artificial surveillance glasses at all times. Mentioning the use of earpieces around the company of instances of SCP-3826-1 is forbidden.
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Description: SCP-3826 is an isolated civil construct located ~4 km beneath the highest point of the Kenai Mountains in Alaska, United States of America which is able to cause visual and auditory hallucination in human subjects.
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SCP-3826's area of occupation measures less than 20 km². Inside of this area lies civilization similar to that of European colonization which was commonplace in the late 17th century and a population (~45,000 organisms) of bipedal humanoid entities (hereby deemed instances of SCP-3826-1). Instances of SCP-3826-1 are genetically similar to Neanderthals (Homo neanderthalensis) and have constructed their own cultures, forms of engineering, and an organized civil government.
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SCP-3826-1's physical appearances include mutation and other physical deformities. SCP-3826-1 instances stand in-between 2.1 m and 4.6 m. The taller instances of SCP-3826-1 have been noted to commonly take the place of defenders and caretakers of other instances of SCP-3826-1.
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The civilization within SCP-3826 centers around the consistency of a hatred of technology. Instances of SCP-3826-1 will violently attack any individuals who have exhibited using technology developed after the year 1870. Following the attack, SCP-3826-1 will scavenge the technological components and transport them to a location which has yet to be identified by exploration personnel.1
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A photo taken within SCP-3826 upon recovery showcasing a large portion of buildings constructed by SCP-3826-1.2 Following the photo, eighteen instances of SCP-3826-1 murdered the three attending Zeta-9 personnel due to their use of modern camera equipment.
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SCP-3826 functions similar to earlier civilization in terms of governmental constructs. There are established policing forces within SCP-3826, most of them being occupied by the larger instances of SCP-3826-1. These policing forces tend to use brute physical force to enforce the laws bestowed upon SCP-3826. The subject who created the laws and/or the construct that is SCP-3826 remains unidentified.
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Unidentified symbols (assumed to be related to the occult) are commonly seen in buildings within, roads within, and the walls of SCP-3826.
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Addenda: The following is a collection of relevant information regarding SCP-3826 including exploration logs, interview logs, and incident logs.
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Foreword: D-16321 is a female Class-D personnel originally imprisoned for multiple accounts of arson and manslaughter. She was taken into Foundation custody on 8/19/2029. It should be noted that, during this time, artificial surveillance glasses were not in use per SCP-3826's special containment procedures.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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D-16321: These stairs go down for a really long way.
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Researcher Caroll: Please continue down the staircase.
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D-16321: What the hell is down there anyway? Why do- D-16321 pauses. Fine. D-16321 begins to descend the staircase.
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Researcher Caroll: Have you seen anything yet, D-16321?
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D-16321: No, I haven't. It's just hot and gross down here.
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Researcher Caroll: Continue your descent.
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D-16321: Seriously, that's an unnecessarily long walk.
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Researcher Caroll: You are bound to reach the bottom eventually.
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D-16321: I guess.
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Five minutes pass. D-16321 is approximately 10 m from the bottom of the stairwell. Vocalizations by SCP-3826-1 are now audible.
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D-16321: Is this some kind of espion—
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D-16321 pauses as she looks around, examining SCP-3826.
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D-16321:[Extended] Holy shit.
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Researcher Caroll: Now, please report your surroundings only when they are not around.
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D-16321:"They?" This is some cryptic shit, doc. I don't like it.
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Researcher Caroll: Again, just follow protocol.
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D-16321: Yeah, yeah.
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Researcher Caroll: Is it currently safe to report?
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D-16321: I guess. I can see a bunch of buildings. The ceiling goes up really high. There's like, uh, a burnt-down church next to me. And there's a path. What is that, gravel?
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Researcher Caroll: Please continue along the path.
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D-16321: Uh, alright.
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Two minutes pass.
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D-16321: Jesus fucking Chr—
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SCP-3826-1-A:[Unintelligible]
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D-16321: What the fuck are you?
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SCP-3826-1-A:Unresponsive.
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D-16321: Doc, what do I do?
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Researcher Caroll: D-16321, I told you not to—
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SCP-3826-1-B:[Rough translation] Demon!
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D-16321: Yo, get the fuck back!
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Researcher Caroll: D-16321, calm—
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D-16321: Shut the fuck up, doc! You got me into this and I'm getting myself out of it!
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SCP-3826-1-B:[Unintelligible.]
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D-16321: You better back the fuck up before you get smacked the fu—
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SCP-3826-1-C:[Rough translation] Dismantle!
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D-16321: Get the fuck back, yo. Get the fuck—
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Researcher Caroll: D-16321? Are you there?
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[END LOG]
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Foreword: D-16899 is a male Class-D personnel originally imprisoned for multiple accounts of kidnapping and assault and battery.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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D-16899: Hey, doc.
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Researcher Caroll: Hello.
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Zeta-9 agents proceed to open SCP-3826's containment airlock. D-16899 steps into the airlock with the door shutting behind him and the door located in front of him opening.
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Researcher Caroll: Please proceed.
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D-16899 proceeds down the stairway leading to SCP-3826.
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D-16899: Fuckin' cold in here, man.
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Researcher Caroll: Others have said that before, yes.
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D-16899 remains silent for the majority of the duration of his descent. He is approximately twenty meters from the bottom of the stairwell when he spots a larger instance of SCP-3826-1 located at the bottom. D-16899 takes multiple steps backward while hyperventilating.
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Researcher Caroll: D-16899, please continue—
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D-16899: Who is that? What is that?
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Researcher Caroll: The citizens we have briefed you about. Interact with the citizens and—
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D-16899: They ain't no fuckin' citizens, doc.
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Researcher Caroll: …organisms and attempt to survey a large portion of SCP-3826 while you are at it.
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D-16899: Yeah, yeah, alright.
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D-16899's heart rate decreases as his breathing stabilizes. He continues down the stairwell, eventually reaching the bottom. Surrounding him is the interior image of SCP-3826 as found in the document.
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D-16899: What the fuck?
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Researcher Caroll: Hmm?
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D-16899: Where did they all go?
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Researcher Caroll: Let's find out for ourselves. Proceed, explore, and survey SCP-3826.
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D-16899: Alright, here I go…
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D-16899 proceeds to walk down the path seemingly paved by instances of SCP-3826-1. He takes multiple turns at random intervals, eventually leading him to a chapel.
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D-16899: Another church? These fuckers are super religious. Or, I'd assume.
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Researcher Caroll: D-16899, please enter the chapel.
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D-16899: …you're kidding.
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Researcher Caroll: Sorry to say, but I'm not. Enter the chapel.
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D-16899: Come on, man, I don't want to have to—
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Researcher Caroll: D-16899, enter the chapel or armed personnel will be sent to retrieve you.
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D-16899: Alright, fuck.
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D-16899 opens the double doors located at the chapel's entrance. Approximately forty SCP-3826-1 instances come into view of D-16899's surveillance equipment along with an unidentified humanoid entity. The entity stands significantly shorter than the SCP-3826-1 instances. The entity has the upper section of its body identical to a human female wearing a robe, with the lower section of its body ending in a snake-like body.
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D-16899:Stuttering, incomprehensible.
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Unidentified Entity: Are you here to— your clothes. Your clothes, they smell of him!
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SCP-3826-1 instances stand up from their seats and begin to approach D-16899. D-16899 prematurely turns around and begins to sprint in the direction in which he came from. SCP-3826-1 instances follow at a faster pace.
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D-16899: Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck—
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Researcher Caroll: D-16899, ru—
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Researcher Caroll is interrupted by the sudden drop of his technological equipment. The SCP-3826-1 instances stop their pursuit and the unidentified entity picks up the surveillance tool, holding it close to its face.
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Unidentified Entity: And don't come back, heretics.
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[END LOG]
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Afterword: Agents of Mobile Task Force Zeta-9 were sent to recover the unidentified entity following the incident. The unidentified entity could not be found within SCP-3826. The agents sent on the recovery attempt recalled undergoing visual and auditory hallucinations picturing a gargantuan organism that seemed to lack skin entirely. All agents reported the organism to end its body in multiple "tails" and that the organism's head was shaped extremely similar to that of a squid.
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The following is an audio log by Researcher Roy Caroll following authorized self-exploration of SCP-3826.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Researcher Caroll: The following is in, uh, regards to my exploration of SCP-3826.
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Researcher Caroll: They're building a portal. I don't know if that's the best term, but its intent is to open a rift. I don't know where this rift is going, but I've heard plenty of chatter between SCP-3826-1 to realize what the reasoning for construction is.
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Researcher Caroll: I tried to ask where it was going, and they all responded with the same answer: "the present." The meaning behind this is unknown, but my team of research personnel are currently investigating the possibilities.
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Researcher Caroll: Only around the portal, hume levels were significantly more erratic than the surrounding areas. We decided it would be best to not use SRAs because it might just contribute to their 'project.'
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Researcher Caroll: I've also been having nightmares recently. Normally this wouldn't be relevant, but the nightmares contain the exact description of the Zeta-9 agents' hallucinations within SCP-3826. I genuinely do not know who this could be describing, but the presumably-occult-related symbols within SCP-3826 have been— I don't know, bleeding? I only noticed it after the nightmares when I relooked through the footage.
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Researcher Caroll: Again, this is under investigation. This has been Researcher Roy Caroll, signing off.
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[END LOG]
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Addendum 3826-HLELA: On 4/15/2033, all Foundation personnel within ~5 km of SCP-3826 experienced a common hallucination. The following is a report written by Zeta-9 Agent Magubane.
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Report filed by: Zeta-9 ("Mole Rats") Operative Randy Magubane
+Access: Level-3, EYES ONLY
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On April 15, 2033, all research, MTF, and Class-D personnel assigned to SCP-3826 shared a singular auditory and visual hallucination. This hallucination was in regards to Sarkicism and the Grand Karcist Ion, the leader of Sarkicism.
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The hallucination started with all participating subjects believing they had been transported to an unidentified location. It is to note that this transportation never actually occurred as surveyed through SCP-3826 surveillance tapes. The location in which participants were transported to can only be described as a chapel constructed of fleshy, biological substances.
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Within the chapel were instances of SCP-3826-1 along with the unidentified entity in 3826-Exploration-2 and Grand Karcist Ion. All individuals were gathered around a statue of Važjuma, the primary Sarkic deity.
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Upon approaching the gathering, Grand Karcist Ion would approach the Foundation personnel and state the following sentence (broadly gathered from all hallucination witnesses): "Will you see it? Can you? Our Lord, Važjuma, preparing to rise once more. Every piece of salvage could be used to reform Mekhane, and we cannot allow that. We must teleport to His realm, the Present, and assist him in his uprising. We know you can feel Mekhane rising. Jupiter churns as our enemies grow. We have won the war once, and now, it is commencing again. We, His followers, shall uphold our victorious stance not only for this next war but forever on."
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Following this, no more hallucinations have been witnessed. The location depicted in the hallucination is currently under investigation with the ultimate goal to find the location.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3831 has been shut off from public access. Any calls made using the phone number ███ ███ ████ are to be tracked and affected subjects taken into Foundation custody.
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Description: SCP-3831 is a group of public telephones located in Miami, FL. It has been stripped of all furnishings and all wiring has been disconnected. Anomalous phone calls generated at this location cause human subjects who answer them to be treated as though they are "at work". Subjects will begin to be perceived as and treated as an employee of any location they are in that employs workers in some fashion.
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The content of SCP-3831 calls is a voice demanding that the subject come in to an unspecified workplace. These calls occur primarily during times when subjects have reported being stressed but not distracted.
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The voice has been reported as sounding authoritative and several affected subjects have described it as sounding like former managers or supervisors. These reports may be influenced by SCP-3831's effect. In all cases, subjects have reported the voice as being highly demanding and aggressive. Regardless of whether the subject answers the call or agrees to the request, they will become affected by SCP-3831.
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Initially, SCP-3831's effect will manifest itself in varying forms:
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Increased sensitivity to artificial lighting.
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Subjects will begin to have intense cravings for soda, tea, coffee and other caffeinated or sugary beverages, despite any previous dietary preferences or restrictions.
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Pedestrians will enter the subject's vehicle while they are driving it, attempting to have the subject drive them to a desired location. These individuals generally react negatively to refusal.
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Subjects suffering a medical emergency were treated as medical professionals upon reaching a hospitals or other medical facility. Instead of receiving treatment, subjects would be asked to do complex tasks like a surgical procedure.
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An affected subject with a garage was subjected to vehicles in need of repair driven onto their property by individuals seeking a professional mechanic. This occurred even though the subject lived alone and had not spoken to any individuals since being affected by SCP-3831.
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This soon escalates to family members and friends only recognizing the subject as some form of household laborer when entering their home, with most documented humans appearing to lose any interest in SCP-3831 affected subjects despite whatever their previous relationship may have been.
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At this point, subjects usually become homeless or isolated. Most contained subjects affected by SCP-3831 suffer some degradation of their mental faculties, caused by a combination of prolonged stress and lack of human interaction. All subjects affected by SCP-3831 have been documented to some degree as having slowed perception of the passage of time. Some subjects have been found to integrate into working spaces, sleeping in their workplace at night and avoiding human contact during working hours. It is unknown how many subjects affected by SCP-3831 currently exist outside of containment.
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SCP-3831 was initially discovered after aberrations were noted in a police record. An SCP-3831 affected subject had begun a lifestyle centered around shoplifting. When confronted by police, if the situation escalated to a crime scene the subject would immediately be treated like a police officer and leave the scene. Class C B A Amnestic treatment has proven ineffective in treating subjects affected by SCP-3831.
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♊ PROJECT ESPRESSO ♊
+crackers would be nice, you psycho.
+Several individuals affected by SCP-3831 have been discovered in Foundation facilities.
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This presents potential for a severe security breach. However, it also presents an opportunity to observe SCP-3831 affected subjects more closely over a longer period of time. If we are to identify and relocate affected individuals to areas of research where they could be isolated and monitored without realizing, it could provide a potential opportunity for more knowledge into how the anomaly operates.
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[⚠] This project has been suggested by the Ethics Committee for Review.Tagged 08/12/2002
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SCP-3831 Effect Documentation.
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Both experiments and field observations are included in the interest of completion. Testing was done as part of the ongoing Project Espresso.
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Location
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Effect
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Motor Vehicle, On Road
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When the SCP-3831 affected subject was driving, pedestrians would repeatedly climb into their vehicle, either treating it as public transportation or asking to be taken to a specific location. These subjects would become aggravated when the subject exited the vehicle.
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Restaurant
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SCP-3831 affected subject was not served, but instead forcibly moved into the kitchen by the wait staff due to the belief that the subject was a chronically late cook. Subject was not able to obtain a meal.
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Motor Vehicle, In Garage
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Subject attempting to repair their vehicle had vehicles in need of repair driven onto their property by individuals seeking a professional mechanic. This occurred even though the subject lived alone and had not spoken to any individuals since being affected by SCP-3831.
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Factory
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Individual was discovered inside thresher, operating damaged partions in order to keep it functioning. Upon discovery, floor manager verbally disciplined the subject for not being efficient enough, and a write-up was documented in their records.
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Fast Food Restaurant
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Operated drive through, asking persons going through to help them instead of taking their order. Most customers ignored or made comments on being irritated by it while giving their orders.
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Corporate Office
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Discovered living inside an unoccupied office, subject had been treated as a "Vice President of Teledirectors". Repeatedly asked about telecommunications project of which the subject had no knowledge. Survived on foodstuffs found within office building.
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Academic Institution
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Students would walk up to affected subjects and hand over textbooks, demanding payment in return. Paltry or even non-monetary sums were accepted. Affected subject was also able to ride security golf carts without being questioned.
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SCP Foundation
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After the SCP-703 containment breach, several pylons used in construction of its containment apparatus were discovered to be human subjects affected by SCP-3831. This did not play a role in the breach but presents a grave risk to informational and physical security of the Foundation’s staff. It also presents the first time SCP-3831 has fully objectified a subject in terms of serving a function reserved for an inanimate object. A thorough audit of Foundation construction materials and personnel is being undertaken by the ethics committee.
If you're reading this, you probably consider yourself loyal enough to the Foundation. They've taken care of you.
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It might not bother you to know you're affected by 3831.
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We've never been in short supply of ethically compromised scientists, but how do you think we get our clerks? Administrators and organizers, who keep the day to day mechanism of the Foundation going? Proofreaders? Hundreds like them might pass you in the halls every day. They've always been here. They always will be.
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Of course, it's not supposed to be in the wild. We used to have real people calling, a phone bank with anomalous handsets. It's an empty room now, somewhere in the bowels of a site. The calls don't seem to care, they keep rolling in and bringing us more people than ever. Dedicated, loyal employees.
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Why do you think the Foundation has a bejeweled immortal body-hopper running our human resources department? That's the only way we can keep track of who we find and who we're sent. They integrate so quickly. In more ways than one.
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The Foundation will take care of all of them, in the end.
Special Containment Procedures: Any accounts that fit the description of an encounter with SCP-3901 are to be investigated by field agents immediately. Civilians targeted by SCP-3901 will need to be debriefed, undergo Procedure Zara-22, and be amnestitized before being released. Capture of SCP-3901 using standard anti-intangant acquisition methods is Priority-Delta. SCP-3901 has yet to be recorded on digital video or photographed, but its voice has been captured on audio during observations.
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Research Outpost-3901 is to be situated near proximity of SCP-3901's grave site under the guise of an isolated family farmhouse. Continuous seismic and audio monitoring of SCP-3901's grave site is required until permanent containment is possible. Any new bodies detected underground at the site will need to be exhumed from SCP-3901's coffin.
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Description: Based on eyewitness accounts, SCP-3901 is an entity that takes on the appearance of a mummified human female corpse with long hair and wearing only a men's dress shirt. It is theorized that SCP-3901 is sapient but frequently suffers from acute memory loss based on its behavior.
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SCP-3901 displays a selection process of targeting single male individuals who regularly sleep alone. SCP-3901 will then regularly manifest within the bedroom and enter the target's bed. Once in the bed, SCP-3901 will typically lay in a supine position or a fetal position facing the target, in some cases embracing the target from behind in a seemingly affectionate manner. SCP-3901 always exercises caution in not waking the target, but has been reported to touch the target's face gently in rare instances. SCP-3901 will usually vanish once the target wakes.
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The purpose of this behavior is largely unknown, but has generally not resulted in hostility towards the target unless SCP-3901 reacts extremely negatively toward Procedure Zara-22. Typically, this behavior will continue for about a month before SCP-3901 begins to actively communicate with the target. Most of these conversations tend to be one-sided, with any responses towards SCP-3901 being seemingly ignored. Below are a few selected responses from SCP-3901 that were recorded during observation sessions conducted by field researchers.
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"Alan?"
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"What are… you thinking?"
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"Do you think of us; of me?"
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"I have never felt this way."
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"I was so lonely… so cold… but you are warm next to me."
Addendum-3901-001: SCP-3901 is believed to be an entity previously known as Ms. Rachel Parks. According to local police reports, Ms. Parks was reported missing after a hiking trip and likely died shortly thereafter in September, 1973 from exposure. The partially naked corpse was discovered the following spring, though it was badly decayed making identification difficult. Afterwards the body was transported back to her family in Kansas, USA to be buried in its current location.
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Interviews with family and friends of Ms. Parks stated that she had an ongoing conflict with her roommate at the time, over an estranged boyfriend. Foul play was ruled out by the detective supervising the case when it closed after the examination of the body.
Addendum-3901-002: Procedure Zara-22 is a protocol that has had limited success in field trials but is the only known method that has been able to deter SCP-3901's interest from a victim. Field agents administering Procedure Zara-22 are to have a 4x6 photograph of Ms. Valerie Jameson, Ms. Parks roommate at the time, displayed somewhere in plain sight of the affected bedroom.
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In 78% of cases, SCP-3901 immediately departed upon viewing the photo. 22% have invoked a passive-aggressive conversation from SCP-3901 itself with a small percentage resulting into eventual hostile aggression against the victim where they are suddenly transferred under SCP-3901's grave site. Should hostile aggression be suspected, agents are given permission to intervene and attempt to extract the victim to prevent an incident.
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Below are some recorded responses from SCP-3901 in reaction to Procedure Zara-22 which are a stark contrast to most recorded responses:
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"What is this, Alan?"
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"I… hate her."
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"She will never love you like I do."
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"Why?"
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"You broke us."
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"Do you care?"
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"Whatever."
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"I'm so… cold."
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"Will you even miss me?"
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The following responses are the more assertive responses from SCP-3901 shortly after transferring the victim:
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3944 is to be kept in a standard, locked storage unit at Site-56. Storage unit should be kept locked at all times to prevent accidental usage. The code to the storage unit can be obtained from the Site Supervisor following testing approval.
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Transportation of SCP-3944 should be carried out by no more than three individuals, though typically two will be adequate. If more staff are required to be near SCP-3944, they must not come within a 1m radius of the object. Doing so will trigger SCP-3944's anomalous effect.
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Description: SCP-3944 is a black iron patio table measuring 80 cm in height and 122 cm in width, with a 5 mm thick tempered glass surface.
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SCP-3944 causes a "loop" of interrupted thought processes. Instances of SCP-3944-1 will stop mid conversation to ask another instance if they can recall the topic of conversation, having a momentary lapse in train of thought mid-sentence. It is at this point a repetitive looping effect takes place. In sequential clockwise order, instances of SCP-3944-1 will begin repeating a series of questions and replies to each other. This will not stop until an instance is removed from SCP-3944's radius, causing the number of subjects to fall below the minimum requirement for activation.
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Testing revealed that instances will not succumb to a lack of nutrition, dehydration or sleep deprivation. But upon cessation of SCP-3944's effect, SCP-3944-1 will expire or lose conciseness due to a lack of sustenance and exhaustion. The severity of which is directly proportional to the duration SCP-3944-1 is under the influence of SCP-3944.
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SCP-3944's anomalous effect is triggered when four1 or more subjects, designated as SCP-3944-12, are stationed within a 1m sphere around the objects edge. If these requirements are met, SCP-3944-1 will display the following symptoms:
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Subjects will begin to converse amongst themselves
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Subjects will rapidly experience extreme short term memory loss
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The combination of these symptoms creates the cognitive effect that only affects SCP-3944-1 instances. See Test Logs for in-depth information regarding the effects of SCP-3944.
SCP-3944 was brought to the Foundation's attention when a call was placed by an individual in ████████, California to local emergency responders.
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The caller was distressed over the phone and explained that he and his wife were attempting to check up on some friends who had been missing for a few days. They had driven to their friend’s house, and after inspecting the back of the property they located the missing individuals. The caller reported that all their friends were "repeating themselves, and would not respond to anything". The Foundation was alerted by an imbedded agent within the Emergency Call Center to a possible anomalous event. Agents arrived shortly after to the location disguised as local law enforcement. After entering the residence agents detained any witnesses, as well as individuals responsible for the call.
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It was discerned by Agent Haskell that the patio table was most likely the source of the anomaly after brief questioning of a detained individual. Unfortunately, Agent Haskell could not relay this information before Agent █████ entered SCP-3944's effect radius. Backup was called in, including a field researcher. The area was cordoned off under the guise of a gas leak, and Foundation elements secured the property until the nature and severity of SCP-3944 could be ascertained and containment implemented. All involved parties were debriefed and administered Class-A amnestics before release.
Test #: 3944-01
+Foreword: SCP-3944 testing access granted to Researcher Dr. Daniels and Junior Researcher Dr. Shanon. They shall conduct all tests related to SCP-3944 unless transfer is deemed necessary. - Site Director
+Test Subjects: D-class test subjects (D-01-D-06).
+Test Parameters: This test is meant to ascertain the scope of SCP-3944. Subjects will approach the object incrementally as instructed, and sit on one of four non-anomalous chairs placed around SCP-3944 until instructed otherwise.
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Results: D-Class were instructed to form a line directly outside of the test chamber. One by one Dr. Daniels instructed D-Class to approach SCP-3944 and take a seat and to not speak to each other. After a total of four subjects had taken seats at SCP-3944, D-03 began telling a story to the other subjects. D-03 was reminded that they are not to speak, but all instructions were ignored. Remaining D-Class were not instructed to enter the room. By this point, D-03 was reaching what was assumed to be the climax of their conversation. Note that all other subjects around SCP-3944 are seen to be highly engaged in what D-03 is saying.
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D-03 is observed to suddenly cease speaking. D-03 appears confused and expresses that they had lost their train of thought, and could not recall what was being talked about. D-03 looks to their left at D-01 and asks if they remembered the topic of the conversation. D-01 is heard denying knowledge themselves and proceeds to ask D-02 to their left the exact same question followed by the same reply from D-04. At this point all subjects are considered under the influence of SCP-3944.
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Due to lack of data related to liberating test subjects from this effect. D-Class-01 though D-Class-04 were left under the effects of SCP-3944 for approximately two hours. A rope was thrown over the top of D-02 after some deliberation, and was pulled away from SCP-3944.
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After being dragged approximately 1m, all subjects were suddenly freed from the effects of SCP-3944.
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Researcher Notes: We now have a minimum participant number for the activation of SCP- 3944. It was unfortunate that it took so long to remove the D-Class from its effects. But we could not risk anyone else being influenced now that we activated it. Subjects were highly agitated and showed signed of high mental distress and trauma. It appears those under the effects of SCP-3944 are fully aware of their surroundings and actions. - Dr. Shanon
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*Site Director: Further research into a theoretical upper limit to the number of affected subjects is scheduled and approved.*
Test #: 3944-02
+Test Subjects: A total of 15 D-Class have been requisitioned. Designated D-01 through D-15.
+Test Parameters: The objective of this test is to ascertain an upper limit (if any) to the number of subjects that can be influenced by SCP-3944. Subjects are instructed to immediately approach the object and sit around, on top, under and stand around SCP-3944. Ensuring that the most space within 1m of SCP-3944 is occupied. All D-Class are fitted with remotely activated tethered harnesses for extraction.
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Results: Junior Researcher Shanon gives the command for all D-Class to engage in the testing parameters. All test subjects approach SCP-3944 and promptly begin sitting around, on top of and below SCP-3944. Any subjects that could not seat themselves are instructed to stand as close as possible to the object. Please note that only 11 subjects could successfully position themselves in theoretical area of effect.
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When asked, D-Class sitting on top of SCP-3944 describe it as being "Pretty solid for a cheap table". D-Class below SCP-3944 expressed discomfort and complained about not getting a "good seat". After approximately 10 minutes D-13 (Sitting atop the object)3begins conversing with D-06 who was below the table, and upon further observation was technically closer then D-04 who was also seated to the left of D-13.
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As with the previous test, all subjects begin forgetting the topic of conversation followed by repeated appeals for assistance from other subjects. An organized queue appears to form after the first round of questioning makes its way around all the test subjects. D-Class subjects at no point deviate from this order after it is established. Efforts to deviate this order is met with failure.
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After approximately 55 minutes the test was terminated and all D-Class systematically removed via tethers. During debriefing, it was noted that all test subjects displayed previously observed post-test symptoms but to a lesser degree. Subject described being aware of what they were doing, but stated they could not stop themselves, and just "wanted to remember".
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+Researcher Notes: Due to differences in height, weight and build in available test subjects. We have concluded that the upper limit to the effect projected by SCP-3944 is only limited by the number of subjects that can fit within a 1m radius from the edge or surface of the object. It is also our recommendation that any researchers wishing to test SCP-3944, and not expose subjects to high mental stresses, should limit exposure to under 60 minutes. - Dr. Daniels
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*Site Director: Further research into the limits of SCP-3944 and side effects of prolonged exposure approved.*
Test #: 3944-03
+Test Subjects: 4 D-Class subjects.
+Test Parameters: Ascertain if SCP-3944 has a limited effect duration as well as any lethality. Subjects will be instructed to sit around SCP-3944 on 4 non-anomalous chairs. Once subjects are successfully under the influence of SCP-3944, researchers will monitor D-Class for a total of 1 week. After 1 week, test will be terminated and D-Class extracted if possible.
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+Results: Researcher Daniels instructs subjects to take their seats at SCP-3944. After a short duration subjects, begin conversing followed by the onset of SCP-3944's main effect. The effect persists, unending for 1 week. During this time, the D-Class experienced no sleep deprivation, signs of hunger or dehydration, as well as no signs of vocal damage that would be expected after such extraneous vocalizing.
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This ability to stave off bodily degradation only lasted while all subjects were under the influence of SCP-3944. Once the number of D-Class within the area of effect was reduced below 4, all subjects either lost consciousness or experienced seizures. Subjects struggled greatly to speak with researchers. After receiving medical treatment, those subjects that regained the ability to speak were no longer capable of forming coherent sentences. D-04 expired immediately during cessation of test.
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Researcher Notes: SCP-3944's ability to essentially keep its victims alive while subjecting them to extreme mental abuse is profound. Based on D-Class testimony, the effects of SCP-3944 on their psyche is extreme following prolonged exposure.
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It is the opinion of both Dr. Shanon and myself that further testing not be carried out. We feel we have sufficient data to secure and contain SCP-3944. - Dr. Daniels
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*Site Director: Testing will continue until we understand the full capability of SCP objects in our care. Another test is scheduled and approved to ascertain the full scope of SCP-3944's effects. Researcher Daniels and Junior Researcher Shanon have been denied transfer and will perform the test as scheduled.*
Test #: 3944-04
+Foreword: Let it be known that both Dr. Shanon and I do not approve of this test. Site Director ███████ has seen fit to perform unnecessary and extraneous testing. I am petitioning the Ethics Committee to review these tests and Site Director ███████. - Dr. Daniels
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++ File: Ethics_Review_Request blocked and rerouted to local Site Director Email Server [Level 4 Access Only] ++
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Test Subjects: 4 D-Class subjects henceforth designated D-01 though D-04. Subjects have been sourced as such, that they both maintain baseline mental faculties and are no longer able to participate in other activities due to severe injury.
+Test Parameters: This test will ascertain effects of extreme exposure. All subjects will be instructed to enter the area of effect of SCP-3944. D-Class subjects will be fitted with tether harnesses for extraction.
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Subjects will be monitored via an automated surveillance system. This system will be programmed to alert researchers to any change in previously observed behavior. This will allow for extended monitoring of the test without physical observation.
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Test will conclude once behavioral deviation occurs or a total of █ years pass.
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Automated Monitoring System Log-0001-03/16/████: D-01 though D-04 are promptly assisted into their seats by security personnel before leaving the test chamber. Security personnel unaffected by SCP-3944. Approximately 10 minutes’ pass before SCP-3944 begins affecting D-Class Personnel. Vocal pattern logged.
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+Automated Monitoring System Log-0002-09/23/████: Alert. Behavioral anomaly detected. System will scrub back and compile transcript of event 0001.
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SCP-3944 Behavioral Divergence Event-0001:
+Time Elapsed: █ years
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D-01: Shit what were we talking about again?
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D-02: I don't know man. Hey, do know what we were talking about?
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D-03: Come to think of it, I can't. Do you know what we are talking about?
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D-04: Nah I have no idea. Hey, do you remember what we were talking about?
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D-01: Fuck I just had it. I hate when this happens, do you remember what we were just talking about?
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D-02: No. Hey I can't remember what I was going to say. Do you remember what we were talking about?
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D-03: No clue. Do you know?
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D-04: Ugh! Its on the tip of my tongue. Can anyone PLEASE tell me what we are talking about?
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D-01: I can.
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*Suddenly all test subjects cease vocalization, triggering the AMS to alert Researcher Daniels to changes in SCP-3944-1 behavior. D-01 can be seen leaning over SCP-3944 and whispering something to the other subjects.*
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Dr. Daniels: Hello? Please respond. This is Dr. Daniels.
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*SCP-3944-1 subjects do not respond and are seen calmly sitting silently around SCP-3944.*
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Dr. Daniels: Security, please enter the test chamber and prepare for extraction of D-Class. I will be joining you.
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*Researcher Daniels and a security detail enter the test chamber and cautiously approach SCP-3944. It is at the point all 4 instances turn to look at Researcher Daniels.*
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Dr. Daniels: D-Class, I am ordering you to report. Are you okay?
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All instances of SCP-3944-1 vocalize in unison
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D-01: We remember.
+D-02: We remember.
+D-03: We remember.
+D-04: We remember.
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Dr. Daniels: What do you mean "you remember"?
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+D-01: Everything that has ever been forgotten.
+D-02: Everything that has ever been forgotten.
+D-03: Everything that has ever been forgotten.
+D-04: Everything that has ever been forgotten.
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Dr. Daniels: Dr. Shanon! Make sure we are recording this!
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*Researcher Daniels is seen motioning for security to stand down.*
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Dr. Daniels: That's a bold claim. Would you mind telling me something I might have forgotten? If what you say is true then it should be easy.
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D-01: You mean you don't remember?
+D-02: You mean you don't remember?
+D-03: You mean you don't remember?
+D-04: You mean you don't remember?
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Dr. Daniels: Well of course I… wait, no wait. I literally just had it. Do you remember what I was saying?
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+D-01: No I can't say that I do. Hey, do you remember what he was talking about?
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D-02: I have no clue. Do you remember?
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+D-03: No. Do you?
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D-04: I almost had it, but unfortunately, I can't. What about you doctor?
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Dr. Daniels: Nope, no idea. What about you?
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*After seeing Researcher Daniels under the influence of SCP-3944, a security officer activated the containment breach alarm. They immediately activated the tethers to extract the D-class from SCP-3944. Upon cessation of SCP-3944's anomalous effect. All instances of SCP-3944-1 expired, rapidly deteriorating to resemble bodies that have decomposed for approximately █ years.*
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*Researcher Daniels was debriefed, administered Class-A amnestics and transferred off project as per Site Director's request.*
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Addendum-01:
+Investigations into ███████ as well as the manufacturer that supposedly produced SCP-3944 were deemed inconclusive. Both parties have denied creating and selling SCP-3944. Both companies have been designated GOI-03453-1 & GOI-03453-2 and are to be continually monitored for further instances of anomalous goods. Testing of SCP-3944 is currently under the direct supervision of Site-56's Site Director. No further testing is currently scheduled or approved.
SCP-4064-B, pictured when it was first brought into Foundation custody.
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Special Containment Procedures: The Foundation currently has two instances of SCP-4064 in custody at Site-96, which are to be kept in separate high-security containment cells with non-electronic locking mechanisms. No personnel is allowed access to either room without direct permission from the acting Site Director. Communication with SCP-4064 instances, if necessary, is only permitted through mechanical vocal relay systems attached to either room. Visual monitoring is possible through prismatic shafts, though the shafts should be shut when not in use.
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The whereabouts of the remainder of SCP-4064 is unknown. This knowledge is of vital importance, not only for the sake of full containment but so SCP-4064 does not gather more intelligence on the Foundation and other Groups of Interest than it already has.
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In the event that the Foundation locates SCP-4064 or its current target, any and all possible monitoring of SCP-4064 is to be halted, and Operation "Wool Coat" is to be enacted. During Operation "Wool Coat", squadrons of armed personnel are sent to the most recent sighting of any instance of SCP-4064 and the current residence of its target. All personnel involved must be bare of any electronic devices or metals that could carry a ferromagnetic charge.
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Update: As of July 13th, 2015, SCP-4064-A has been relocated to a new site, and granted greater freedoms such as a standard non-hostile humanoid containment cell and increased personnel interaction. It has requested to have its SCP designation removed, and prefers to be called "Jane". This request has been denied. SCP-4064-B should not under any circumstances be made aware that this change has been put into effect.
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Description: SCP-4064 is a hive-mind, capable of inhabiting six distinct bodies. Iterations of SCP-4064 appear as light-skinned females with face masks1. Though individual hosts of SCP-4064 are non-anomalous by themselves, they share the unique ability to interact with the masks on a biological level. The masks, when worn, allow instances of SCP-4064 to share neuron impulses. Though their reflexes and general physical mobility is unique to each iteration, connected instances of SCP-4064 will speak and perceive their surroundings simultaneously. SCP-4064's primary goal, after self-preservation, is to serve a deity referred to as Anatolia.2
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There is another aspect of the masks that, while anomalous, is not restricted to use by SCP-4064 hosts. The masks affect the voice of those wearing them, adding emphasis and vigor to their speech. Persuasion by the wearer of the mask of those in direct auditory range becomes exceedingly difficult to resist.
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Addendum 01: On February 22nd, 2014, Doctor Ozid of Site-96 called in that he had been keeping his knowledge of SCP-4064 secret for a number of weeks. He was initially reprimanded for withholding information of anomalous entities, but since the discovery of SCP-4064's emotional properties, it has been lifted from his record. The following is a transcription of the call.
This is… This is Doctor Henry Ozid, Site-96 General Research and Containment, Level 3 security clearance, Identification Code: H-373701. The purpose of this call is to report the discovery of an anomalous Keter class entity that is currently uncontained. It's a hive mind of six females, armed and dangerous, well not armed but dangerous… I think, with gold masks. They're really… really beautiful, just stunning. And… shit, sorry, format.
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Discovery… I first met one of them on September… 5th. September 5th, 2013, I think. I was at a bar, Cleveland Garden down on Beck Avenue. She was there, had her gold mask on but for some reason, it didn't seem like… it didn't feel weird, it was just like, an accessory. I don't really know how to describe it. She was alone, and we started talking, she seemed really interested, like genuinely interested in everything I had to say, much more than anyone else I've ever met has been. She, she had this voice… just… everything she said, I just wanted to hear… more. She invited me to talk outside, and we went to the alley, and just talked about… so much stuff. I used… the "Sam's County Park" cover story, she… we just kept talking and talking and it was so nice, nothing was awkward like it usually is with me. I felt… overcome with warmth, and I knew I loved her.
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We walked for a while and then… I don't really remember what happened next, but eventually she… she brought out her sisters, told me they were on the run from like, a war infested country? Or something? She… they needed a place to stay, and she asked me, and I said "Yes, of course. Anything for you" and we lived with each other for… goddamnit, we lived together for five months. I soon realized the anomalous nature of her and her sisters, they were like… well, like I said, a hive mind but… I don't know. She had made me promise not to tell anyone about her, about them, for safety reasons. I was so compelled to do so, even though… god I knew I had to report it because she's an SCP, or she's going to be… but I just couldn't say no to her, like… her voice, it was like cream.
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Fuck, I'm rambling. Look, I'm sorry, I don't really know what to… this is the first time I've… okay… look, I would have called this in the instant I found out but, I'm pretty sure it's memetic… like, mind control, they make you fall in love with them… and I couldn't say anything. I think it's memetic, I'm not 100% sure what counts as memetic but I feel like this is it so, it's not my fault. Okay anyways, I'll try to help with finding them… damnit, I don't know… see you at work on Monday.
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Addendum 02: Doctor Ozid provided detailed descriptions of SCP-4064 and, to the best of his ability, dates, and locations for each major development in his relationship with SCP-4064. Two weeks after his initial call, an instance of SCP-4064 was identified on a security camera in the Cleveland Garden mall, and MTF Eta-17 ("Loverboys") was sent to stake out the surrounding area, ultimately leading to the successful capture of two of the six instances. These instances, hereby referred to as SCP-4064-A and SCP-4064-B, were brought to the nearby Site-96 and interviewed. Doctor Ozid requested to be involved in these interviews, but due to his prior experience with SCP-4064, his request was denied. The interviews were conducted by the site director, Doctor Laura Knight.
Dr. Knight: Hello, I'm Doctor Knight, and I just want to ask you a few questions about yourself and the group you associate with, is that alright?
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SCP-4064-B remains silent.
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Dr. Knight: Can you hear me?
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SCP-4064-B remains silent.
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Dr. Knight: You're going to have to talk at some point, I can wait here all day.
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SCP-4064-B: And I can wait here for years if I must. I know my sisters will find me and break me out of this prison. You SCP worms cannot keep me from them.
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Dr. Knight: Who exactly are your sisters?
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SCP-4064-B remains silent.
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Dr. Knight: Look, we have a containment cell ready for you and your sister, and we're not going to let you go any time soon so-
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SCP-4064-B: Did you say, my sister? I am not the only one? How many more have you taken?
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Dr. Knight: I'm afraid I can not-
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SCP-4064-B: Let me see her! I need to talk to her, now!
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Dr. Knight: Unfortunately, we cannot allow-
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SCP-4064-B: LET ME SEE MY SISTER!
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SCP-4064-B bolts out of her chair and kicks Doctor Knight's head. Doctor Knight slumps to the ground, unconscious. The two guards in the room restrain her and bring her out of the room, to her containment cell.
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[END LOG]
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Subsequent interviews were held the following few days, with no new information being gained. Interviews were halted indefinitely.
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Addendum 03: On July 12th, 2015, about four months after the initial capture of SCP-4064-A and SCP-4064-B, during routine monitoring of the entities' cells, SCP-4064-A was seen motioning to the prismatic shaft, calling for attention. The guard on duty proceeded to open the vocal relay system attached to her room and discovered that she was asking for an interview. After deliberation, a date and time were set, and the following interview was held between SCP-4064-A and Doctor Knight.
Dr. Knight: I understand that you specifically requested this interview, SCP-4064-A. Is that right?
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SCP-4064-A: Yes. And please, call me Jane.
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Doctor Knight glances over at the window, where security guard Westrin Jeremiah is positioned. Jeremiah shrugs.
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Dr. Knight: Alright, Jane. Now, I also understand that you have some… terms?
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SCP-4064-A: In return for my compliance, I want you guys to… treat me like an actual person. I want real food and human interaction. I'm not a monster… not anymore.
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Dr. Knight: And we'll do our best to adhere to your requests. Now, are you ready to begin?
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SCP-4064-A: Yes. I think I am.
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Dr. Knight: I have only one question for you. Well, it's more of a request. Tell me everything you can about The Daughters of Anatolia.
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SCP-4064-A sighs heavily, and stares at her feet for ten seconds.
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Dr. Knight: Jane? Are you alright?
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SCP-4064-A: Yes, I'm just having trouble figuring out where to start.
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Dr. Knight: I understand. Take your time.
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SCP-4064-A: No, no, I don't want to make this harder than it has to be.
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SCP-4064-A sighs heavily.
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SCP-4064-A: My earliest memories are no more than a few years old, though I know I must be at least in my late twenties. Truthfully, I do not know much about the Daughters, just that I am one of them. I'm actually the youngest, we… the Sisters, are the youngest to date. Mother… Anatolia, created us to be her… I'm not sure how to put it, breadwinners? We feed her, though not the way most people are fed.
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SCP-4064-A While we, you and I, eat foods and nutrients, Anatolia feeds on… other things. On emotions. I'm not sure exactly how she gets these emotions, though I suspect it has something to do with the masks. Me and my sisters, we collect… anguish. Our role is admittedly embarrassing, but we… we force others to fall in love with us, and then break their hearts. Through that, Anatolia is nourished.
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SCP-4064-A: I do not know much about the other daughters, but what I can tell you is that there are two other… groups. The Matrons are the next oldest group, there are five of them, and they collect fear for Anatolia. Their methods are morally questionable, though in my short time I've been realizing that none of us are particularly right in what we do. The Matrons collect fear by kidnapping and torturing their victims. They do not kill them, however, That… is the job of the Pipers.
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SCP-4064-A: The Pipers are the oldest of the Daughters. There are only three, and I have never seen them. They… kill… they murder innocent people, good people, all to collect… mourning. Anatolia feeds on strong, negative emotions, and the strongest of all is pure mourning.
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SCP-4064-A: I'm afraid that's all the information I can give. Without my mask, I can't focus, and if I can't focus, I can't know where my sisters are. However, these last few months… I may have been trapped in that forsaken room, but I actually feel like a person. I… I feel good. I have my own thoughts and feelings, it's not something I got to have when I was focused.
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SCP-4064-A: Is that enough?
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Dr. Knight: Yes, thank you, Jane. This has been an extraordinary help, and I will work with the higher-ups on arranging better living conditions for you.
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SCP-4064-A: Thank you. And, one more thing. Don't tell my sister I did this. I know she will never listen, but I still love her, and I can't bear the thought that she would think I was brainwashed or something else horrible. The thought that at least she had someone in the next room, experiencing her pain with her, I know that is at least somewhat comforting.
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Dr. Knight: Noted. SCP-4064-B will not be made aware of your condition.
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Doctor Knight motions to the guards outside the room, who come in, restrain SCP-4064-A, and take her back to her room.
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Addendum 04: Nearly five years after its initial containment, on April 23rd, 2019, SCP-4064-B was observed to have a notable physical change, that being the appearance of a single grey strand amidst its usually black hair. No alterations have been made to containment procedures since this discovery.
Special Containment Procedures: Foundation naval forces are to patrol SCP-4217's territory with 3 or more battleships under the guise of the British Royal Navy. During a Hostile State, naval forces are to engage SCP-4217 until it reverts to a Passive State. Survivors from civilian vessels attacked by SCP-4217 are to be recovered and processed in accordance with Maritime Disinformation Protocols.
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SCP-4217 (circa 1940)
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Description: SCP-4217 refers to both Bismarck (henceforth SCP-4217-A), an anomalous German battleship sunk on 1941-05-27, and the large cephalopod organism that is fused to the inside of its hull (henceforth SCP-4217-B). SCP-4217-B possesses a pair of octopoid eyes which protrude from the base of SCP-4217-A's superstructure, and twelve 100- to 200-meter-long muscular hydrostats that extend from an opening in the stern. Aside from the presence of SCP-4217-B, SCP-4217-A shows no signs of damage sustained from battle or subsequent decades submerged underwater.
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SCP-4217-B operates SCP-4217-A's systems. This includes its full armament of 8 main guns, 44 secondary guns, and 12 anti-aircraft guns. SCP-4217-B also can operate SCP-4217-A's propellers to reach speeds approaching 40 knots, but only while surfaced. While submerged, SCP-4217 achieves locomotion via ejection of water from SCP-4217-B's body cavity (with an average speed of approximately 30 knots).
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SCP-4217 typically remains submerged at a depth of 500-1100 meters, navigating its territory. However, SCP-4217 will periodically1 surface and enter a Hostile State.2 During this period, SCP-4217 will seek and attack non-threatening targets (such as civilian cargo ships). If sufficiently damaged, it will revert to a Passive State; otherwise, it reverts after a median 9 hours.
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Addendum 1 - History: The SCP-4217 designation previously referred only to Bismarck itself, which was believed to have been neutralized in 1941. A previous version of this document can be found below:
Special Containment Procedures: Information regarding SCP-4217's anomalous properties is to be suppressed according to standard protocols. The British Royal Navy has agreed to aid the Foundation in this effort.
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Foundation agents embedded in the German military will attempt to gain access to information regarding the Tirpitz in order to determine if it is a second instance of SCP-4217.
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Upon development of the necessary submersible technology, a survey is to be conducted of SCP-4217's wreckage in order to verify its neutralization.
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Description: SCP-4217 is the Bismarck, a battleship designed and built for use by the German Kriegsmarine. Several pieces of anomalous technology were incorporated into the ship's design:
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Thaumatological symbols etched into the outer hull at key locations to reinforce SCP-4217's belt armor. These symbols are not visible at most times, but while active will luminesce in proportion to the amount of damage being mitigated.
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A weak psionic field with a radius exceeding 20 kilometers. The field appears to cause individuals with hostile intent towards SCP-4217 to experience confusion regarding the ship's identity, increasing the likelihood of friendly fire when affected individuals mistake allied vessels for SCP-4217.3
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Potential self-repair capabilities. Damage sustained during the Battle of the Denmark Strait was observed in subsequent engagements to have been partially repaired in a manner visually resembling the healing of wounds in organic tissue.
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Artillery shells containing an unknown gas with mutagenic properties. Organisms exposed to the compound (hereafter SCP-4217-1 instances) will undergo rapid mutations. Observed mutations include growth/loss of limbs and sensory organs; development of fur, feathers, and/or scales; and, in one unverified report, multiple victims being fused together into a single entity.4
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A hypothesized anomalous power supply of an unknown, possibly biological nature. During interrogation, surviving crew members stated that SCP-4217 required a unique type of fuel. Chemical analysis found the "fuel" to consist primarily of organic nutrients. None of the captive crew members reported having seen the interior of the engine room, although two claim to have heard a sound resembling a heartbeat while in that region of the ship.
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This list is based on limited observations of SCP-4217 in combat and interrogations of the few surviving crew members, and is thus not considered exhaustive. Efforts are ongoing to acquire the original design documentation.
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As of 1941-05-27, SCP-4217 is believed to be located at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, approximately 500-600 kilometers off the coast of France. The Foundation currently lacks the technology to reach the wreck and verify its current condition, but the probability of SCP-4217 continuing to exhibit anomalous properties has been deemed low in light of the damage inflicted upon it prior to its sinking.
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Timeline:
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1937: Markus Straub, a Foundation Agent working undercover in Germany, intercepts a shipment of esoteric materials being transported to the city of Hamburg for use in the construction of a battleship. Several materials are recognized as important components of thaumatological constructs. Agent Straub is ordered to observe the construction. Upon completion of the hull, this ship is christened Bismarck and launched for fitting-out work.
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1939-05-07: A large, heavily guarded shipment marked with the insignia of the Obskuracorps5 is delivered to Bismarck. Agent Straub reports hearing a sound similar to a heartbeat originating from the shipment, but is unable to get close enough to make further observations.
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1940-09-15 - 1940-09-17:Bismarck leaves Hamburg to begin sea trials. During what appears to be a high speed run, the Bismarck releases a massive electrical discharge and shuts down. For several seconds following this, a series of glowing symbols are visible along the hull, but the distance is too great for Agent Straub to identify them. Power is restored within an hour.
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1940-09-18: SCP designation assigned. O5 Council authorizes neutralization. All agents stationed within Germany ordered to rendezvous and destroy SCP-4217 before it can be completed.
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1940-09-28: Agents report readiness to launch mission. No further contact.
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1940-10-01 - 1940-10-11: Team is declared MIA and mission is deemed a failure. Subsequent attempts are hindered by the ongoing war. Following a 7/4/2 vote, the O5 Council concludes that the potential threat posed by SCP-4217 warrants informing the British government.
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1941-05-20 - 1941-05-23: SCP-4217 is spotted by Swedish reconnaissance aircraft. This information is leaked to the British, who contact the Foundation. The Royal Navy dispatches a fleet led by HMS Hood and HMS Prince of Wales to intercept SCP-4217. Foundation representatives meet with British Admiralty Board to coordinate on neutralizing SCP-4217. Foundation agents are placed on board select ships of the Home Fleet as advisers.
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1941-05-24 0552-0604: HMS Hood and HMS Prince of Wales engage SCP-4217 and Prinz Eugen in the Battle of the Denmark Strait. Due to its psionic field and thaumatologically-reinforced armor, SCP-4217 sustains only minor damage. SCP-4217 converts significant portion of Hood's crew into SCP-4217-1 instances, which then overwhelm the bridge crew. Hood then sunk by enemy fire. Prince of Wales retreats.
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1941-05-24 1100: It is discovered that SCP-4217 is leaking a substance then thought to be oil. Remaining fleet uses the trail to follow SCP-4217.
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1941-05-24 2200: SCP-4217's anomalous defenses impede attempted attacks by torpedo bombers.6 Observing Foundation agents identify the defenses and relay this information to Site-41. Use of SCP-████ is proposed as a countermeasure to the psionic field and preparations are made to transport it. Site-41 thaumatology experts design plans to modify torpedoes that will overload SCP-4217's armor reinforcement.
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1941-05-25 0300 - 1941-05-26 1030: SCP-4217 temporarily breaks radar contact, but is eventually located by British Intelligence. Events during this period do not deviate from historical record.
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1941-05-26 1839: Foundation supply ship arrives with requested countermeasures. SCP-████ nullifies psionic field. Modified torpedoes overload reinforcement symbols; subsequent thaumatological discharge causes moderate hull damage. SCP-4217 is noted to begin moving erratically.
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1941-05-27 0843: British warships, led by HMS King George V, surround SCP-4217 and begin firing upon it.
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1941-05-27 0931: SCP-4217 is now too damaged to return fire, but remains afloat. British bombardment continues.
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1941-05-27, 1007: SCP-4217's store of mutagenic ammunition is struck. Majority of crew is exposed and become SCP-4217-1 instances. Remaining crew abandons ship.
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1941-05-27, 1035: SCP-4217 starts to sink. British ships cease fire and begin rescue efforts.
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1941-05-27, 1039: SCP-4217 is completely submerged. Foundation teams recover SCP-4217-1 remains.
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Amnestics were administered to all British crew below the rank of Admiral before being allowed to disembark.
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121 members of SCP-4217's crew were successfully rescued. Following interrogations, 109 were amnesticized and transferred to British custody while the 12 remaining were sent to Site-23 for further investigation. The remains of 74 SCP-4217-1 instances were recovered and sent to Site-23 for study. An estimated minimum 1500 members of SCP-4217's original crew remain unaccounted for.
On 1985-02-16, a team from MTF Gamma-6 ("Deep Feeders") was dispatched to verify the status of SCP-4217. On 1985-02-19, the surface crew reported that the dive team had remained submerged for several hours past what their oxygen supplies allowed. Shortly thereafter, they detected the distress signal from the submersible's black box recorder and retrieved it. Transcript follows:
Foreward: Subjects are Agents Victor Miller and Charles Taylor aboard a Model SM-03 Submersible equipped with a Model RV-1 Marine Probe. Transcript begins 26 minutes into recording.
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[Begin log]
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Taylor: Hey, point the lights that way, I think I saw something.
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Miller: Sure. (Pause) Yeah. Yeah, I think that's it!
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Taylor: Man, I never thought I'd be happy to see a swastika.
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Miller:(Laughs) Seriously. Oh, uh, (Clears throat) let the record show that we have located the wreckage of SCP-4217. We will now begin our survey of its current status.
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Taylor: It looks like the stern's been buried in sand, likely from a landslide caused when it struck the base of this mountain. Wait, we're underwater, is "landslide" the right word?
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Miller: Let the record also show that neither of us knows the word for an underwater landslide.
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Taylor: Heh. Anyway, bring us in so we can confirm the kill and get out of here.
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Miller: On it. Hey, the file mentioned a psionic field, check the Cayce Counter.
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Taylor: Right, uh… Looks like it's reading normal background levels.
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Miller: Alright, confirming the absence of psionic influence.
Taylor: Yeah, looks like this whole trip is going to be a waste of time. I don't know why they thought this thing might still be a threat; it got shelled for something like two straight hours, and then spent forty years at the bottom of the ocean.
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Miller: I'm not so sure. Take a look at the hull.
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Taylor: What do you mean? It just looks like a normal ship's hull.
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Miller: Yeah, exactly. You'd think it'd have things like barnacles all over it after four decades.
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Taylor: … So it's anomalously barnacle-proof, big deal.
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Miller: It's a big deal if it means that other properties are still active.
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Taylor: Yeah, I know. Hang on a sec, lemme see what else is in the file.
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[Shuffling papers]
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Miller: Not much concrete info, from what I remember.
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Taylor: Well, says here it could regenerate; that might be the barnacle-proofing. There's the mutation ammo, which supposedly got blown up, and some kind of power supply that may or may not even be anomalous. Yeah, that's not much to go on, and the last two would be inside the hull.
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Miller: Well, no way the sub's going to get inside, looks like it's time for the robot.
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Taylor: Guess so. Try to find us an open hatch or something, and I'll get it started up.
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Miller: I think I saw something earlier up on the bow… Yeah, here. That look big enough?
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Taylor: That'll work. Alright, let's see what's inside.
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[Extended silence]
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Taylor: Damn, it's in even better condition inside. It's gotta be regenerating; we should have seen some sign of battle damage by now.
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Miller: Yeah, it's spotless, I don't even see any rust. You can still read these signs.
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Taylor: Speaking of which, I think that one is pointing towards the turrets. Let's go.
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[Extended silence]
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Miller: There should be some skeletons, right? The file said fifteen hundred crew members were unaccounted for.
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Taylor: Yeah, I know. Damn, this is creepy. (Pause) Well, here it is. Let's see what's insi- What the fuck?
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Miller: … Um, we seem to have found something attached to the interior structure of one of the main turrets. It looks like stone, but… that doesn't seem right.
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Taylor: It looks like it's coming through that bulkhead there; I'm taking us around to the other side. (Pause) Yeah, there's even more here.
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Miller: There's even more down that corridor. Seems to get thicker towards the stern.
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Taylor: It looks like it's… growing from that way. Shit, I really don't think this is stone.
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Miller: Yeah. We should probably take a sample to the surface.
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Taylor: I don't think that's a good idea.
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Miller: Come on, man, we've got a job to do here.
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Taylor:(Sighs) All right, all right, I'm doing it. (Pause) Shit, that's definitely not stone, it's like rubber.
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Miller: All the more reason to find out what the hell it actually is.
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Taylor: Come on you piece of… There you go!
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Miller: What's that stuff coming out- Oh.
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Taylor: It's… Shit, it's bleeding. Get us out of here, Vic.
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[Low-pitched rumbling]
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Taylor: GET US OUT OF HERE, VIC!
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Miller: Wait, what about the robot?
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Taylor: Fuck the robot! I'm cutting the umbilical, now LET'S GO!
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Miller: Fine, fine, I'm on it! (Pause) Did you see that on the superstructure?
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Taylor: Yeah. Fuck. The ship has eyes. Why does it have eyes? Shit, this was supposed to be an easy mission!
The first sighting of SCP-4217 in its current form was made shortly thereafter. It was responsible for sinking two cargo carriers and one cruise liner prior to the establishment of current containment procedures.
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Cover stories were disseminated to explain the lost vessels. Foundation misinformation teams constructed a replica of Bismarck and sank it ~100 km east of the location of SCP-4217's rediscovery. Arrangements were then made for a high-profile civilian oceanographer to discover it on 1989-06-08.
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Addendum 2 - Recovered Documents: Following the collapse of the USSR and subsequent dissolution of GRU Division "P", the Foundation acquired a number of documents that GRU-P had recovered during the Soviet occupation of Germany. Among these documents were a number of internal Obskuracorps memos believed to be related to SCP-4217 (Translated from the original German):
From: Dietrich Klossner
+To: Karl Reuter
+Subject: Black Forest Specimen
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Commander Reuter,
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The specimen's condition has finally stabilized, although it remains essentially comatose. Fortunately, this state of affairs suits our purposes. Oddly, most of the damage doesn't seem to have been caused by the crash, but I digress. I can explain more during your inspection next week if you're interested.
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We estimate that the nutrient supplies recovered with the specimen will last at least another month. After analyzing some samples, the nutrients seem to be mostly carbon-based, with a few exotic ingredients that we should be able to synthesize. Progress on interfacing the specimen with modern electrical systems is also on schedule. Inform B&V that contract "F" should have its engine within the year.
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From: Otto Schmidt
+To: Karl Reuter
+Subject: Artifact
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Commander Reuter,
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I have some reservations about your plans for the artifact. Yes, the trials did show that its effects could extend out to the ranges you desired, but they were greatly diminished. Furthermore, our test subjects have been far from peak physical or mental health, we don't know if it will do more than slightly confuse enemy crews. Please, we need to study it more before trying to use it.
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From: Karl Reuter
+To: Hans Meyer
+Subject: Compound 17
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Doctor Meyer,
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In the three years that you've been given to work on your little soldier enhancement project, it has been a consistent disappointment. However, after reading the report on your latest failure, I believe you may have accidentally created something useful. I will be at your facility this Thursday for a demonstration of Compound 17 and its "interesting side-effects". If what you show me is satisfactory, I might be willing to extend your deadline.
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I suggest you take full advantage of this opportunity.
In light of this discovery, the Foundation conducted investigations of the individuals named in these correspondences. Records indicate the deaths of Otto Schmidt in 1940 and Hans Meyer in 1941, with no evidence found to contradict this information. Dietrich Klossner was acquired by the United States military in Operation Paperclip and later died of natural causes in 1976. The Department of Defense has thus far refused to disclose information on his postwar work. References to Karl Reuter can be found in other Obskuracorps documents up until 1944, after which no further information on him has yet been found.
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Addendum 3 - Incident 4217-09: On 1993-07-22, SCP-4217 appeared to enter a Hostile State, and Foundation naval forces prepared to enact Special Containment Procedures in response. However, before any vessels were able to reach firing range, Kurt Wegner, captain of SCPS Nemed, noticed that SCP-4217 was not moving from the location where it had surfaced. As this was different from previously observed behavior, Captain Wegner ordered SCPS Cesair and SCPS Partholón to hold position while he investigated. SCP-4217 was unresponsive to the presence of SCPS Nemed, even when the latter drew within 200 meters. After a brief period of observation, Captain Wegner attempted to hail SCP-4217 over the radio. Transcript follows:
Captain Wegner: This is Captain Kurt Wegner of the SCPS Nemed. Can you understand me?
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[Extended silence]
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Captain Wegner: Repeat: This is Captain Kurt Wegner of the SCPS Nemed. Can you understand me? Please respond.
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SCP-4217: «Confusion.»
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Captain Wegner: «You speak German?»
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SCP-4217: «German…» (Pause, followed by the opening bars of "Die Fahne hoch" 7)
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Captain Wegner: «Um… yes. (Clears throat) Do you understand what I am saying?»
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SCP-4217: «… Yes… You ship?»
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Crew Member: Captain, SCP-4217's eyes just focused on us.
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Captain Wegner: «… Yes, that's us. What about you? Can you tell us what you are or where you came from?»
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SCP-4217: «… Confusion.»
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Captain Wegner: «Do you mean you don't know, or that you don't understand?»
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SCP-4217: «Understand… Remember many… Confusion.»
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Captain Wegner: «What do you mean, "remember many"?»
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Communications Officer: Captain, it's sending us a video feed.
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Captain Wegner: Show me. And make a recording of it.
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Communications Officer: Yes sir.
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[Video consists of hundreds of images in rapid succession. Notable subjects include: various early 20th-century German cities, an unknown artificial structure in space, Adolf Hitler delivering a speech, the HMS King George V, the planet Jupiter, and SCPS Cesair.]
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Captain Wegner: «What is this?»
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SCP-4217: «Remember many.»
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Captain Wegner: «So, are these your memories? … Was that Jupiter? Is that where you're from?»
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SCP-4217: «Confusion.»
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Captain Wegner: «Jupiter, the… big planet, with the Red Spot- the storm.»
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SCP-4217: «Storm… Red…»
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[The feed begins showing images of Jupiter with increasing frequency, and quickly turns into a single video. The viewpoint of the video is approaching the planet, specifically the Great Red Spot.]
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SCP-4217: «Red storm… Red clouds…»
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Crew Member: Captain, the tentacles are starting to twitch. I think it's getting agitated.
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Captain Wegner: Put some distance between us and it. Are weapons still trained on it? Good, hold fire until I give the order. Tell Cesair and Partholón to prepare to engage. «SCP-4217, please calm down. What's wrong?»
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[The video is now very close to Jupiter's Great Red Spot. Now visible in the center of the storm is SCP-2399. The image flickers and changes multiple times; first replacing SCP-2399 with HMS King George V, then SCPS Nemed.]
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SCP-4217:(Incoherent shrieking)
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[A bright flash obscures the video. SCP-4217 begins to fire erratically in all directions while thrashing its tentacles.]
SCPS Nemed, SCPS Cesair, and SCPS Partholón subdued SCP-4217 without further incident. SCP-4217 has not responded to subsequent attempts at communication.
Archive photo of a SCP-4254 manifestation shortly before demanifestation.
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Item #: SCP-4254
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Object Class: Keter
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Special Containment Procedures: Due to the inconsistent and widespread range of SCP-4254 manifestations, containment efforts are to focus on information control and amnestic application rather than physical apprehension. Foundation watch teams are to maintain observation of past SCP-4254 manifestation locations, as well as the Graceland mansion in Memphis, Tennessee.
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Witnesses to SCP-4254 manifestations are to be administered amnestics on a case-by-case basis, depending on the level of anomalous behaviour demonstrated during said manifestation.
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Description: SCP-4254 is the collective designation for an as-of-yet unknown number of incorporeal entities superficially resembling deceased musician Elvis Presley, which spontaneously appear and disappear at variable locations. SCP-4254 manifestations have been known to occur throughout the entire territory of the United States of America, with smaller numbers appearing in parts of Germany. The majority of these manifestations occur at locations either frequented or performed at by Presley during his lifetime, although outliers have been noted.
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Upon manifestation, instances of SCP-4254 will remain in one location and engage in behaviour such as dancing and singing in the manner of one of Presley's performances. Attempts to engage with the SCP-4254 instance at this time will completely be ignored, and continuous attempts will result in an early demanifestation and immediate remanifestation in another location. The length of these performances are inconsistent, and have been known to vary from a few minutes to several hours.
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Once the performance concludes, there is a brief window of time during which an SCP-4254 instance will respond to questioning and other forms of engagement. All instances of SCP-4254 are capable of speech, but will mostly do so by quoting lyrics from Elvis Presley songs; when they do not communicate in this way, it is via extremely short and simple sentences. The period of time during which an SCP-4254 instance will respond to questioning is extremely short, and usually lasts only two to three minutes before the instance demanifests.
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Interview Log 4254-1:
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The following are collected transcripts of exchanges with Foundation Agents immediately following SCP-4254 performances. Note that these exchanges are only possible when the performance is lengthy enough for Agents to reach the area before it concludes.
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Agent Marlow: Hello? Can you understand me?
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SCP-4254: Like a river surely to the sea.
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Agent Marlow: What are you? Where did you come from?
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SCP-4254: Well, it's down the end of lonely street.
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Agent Marlow: Lonely street … somewhere where it's just you, then? Is that right? What are you doing here?
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(SCP-4254 demanifests.)
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Agent Ogden: What are you doing here? This is a grocery store, you understand that, yes?
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SCP-4254: Baby, if I made you mad for something I might have said. Elvis, E-Elvis.
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Agent Ogden: Yes, you're dressed like Elvis Presley. Why is that?
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SCP-4254: You were always on my mind. You were always on my mind. With burning love. Where?
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Agent Ogden: Where what?
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(SCP-4254 demanifests.)
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Agent Maahir: When we last spoke to one of you fellows, you asked 'where?' and then vanished. What were you asking us, friend?
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SCP-4254: Don't be cruel to who a heart that's true. E-Elvis. Where? Where?
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Agent Maahir: You want to know where Elvis Presley is? Um.
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SCP-4254: A little less conversation, a little more action, please. Where? Elvis. Where?
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(Pause.)
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Agent Maahir: Well, I'm very sorry, but I'm afraid he passed away. Quite a while ago, actually.
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(SCP-4254 moans for several seconds straight, vibrating intensely.)
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Agent Maahir: I'm very sorry, are you alright?
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SCP-4254: Lord have mercy. Lord have mercy. Lord have mercy. Lord have mercy.
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Agent Maahir: Perhaps if you calmed down just a tad, we could discuss this further.
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SCP-4254: Don't be cruel to who a heart that's true. Elvis. Elvis! I'm so happy that you're mine. Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine.
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(SCP-4254 demanifests.)
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Following this final interview, the number of SCP-4254 manifestations around Presley's Graceland mansion intensified severely. The number of new manifestations was concentrated specifically around Presley's burial site in the Meditation Garden, with as many as six instances appearing at a time.
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Addendum 4254-1 (The Blakewood Tape):
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On 03/23/2017, a short clip was posted onto several online paranormal communities claiming to be taken from test footage filmed for a cancelled 1977 Elvis Presley television performance shortly before the musician's death.
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The poster claimed to be an assistant on the set named Jacob Blakewood who had managed to smuggle the footage out of the studio following the cancellation of the performance.
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A transcript of the forty-four second video is as follows. Due to degradation of the original tape, no audio is present.
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00:00 - 00:05: Video begins. Camera is initially facing left of the stage, but is then turned towards the center, where Presley is standing behind a microphone. As the camera moves, an individual walks in front of it, obscuring the shot for a moment.
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00:06 - 00:14: An assistant runs quickly onto the set and takes an empty coffee cup from Presley. An indistinct humanoid figure is visible alongside her. No facial features or other distinguishing marks are visible.
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00:15 - 00:19: The indistinct humanoid figure, facing towards Presley, takes several steps backwards away from him and then moves towards him again. Although the assistant does not react to the figure's presence, Presley's eyes visibly follow its movements.
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00:20 - 00:22: The assistant leaves the stage. Two more indistinct figures appear directly behind Presley. He glances over his shoulder at them, then looks forward again, and his body language suggests extreme discomfort.
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00:23 - 00:26: A fourth indistinct figure appears, kneeling on the ground next to Presley and rubbing its face against his leg. Presley moves away, passing through the entity and beginning to walk off stage.
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+00:27 - 00:40: As Presley continues to make his way off stage, numerous more indistinct figures begin to appear1. Another individual, identified as television director Martin Granger, approaches and appears to argue with Presley, pointing several times emphatically at his previous position on the stage. Presley shakes his head and attempts to push Granger out of the way, but meets resistance. Further indistinct figures continue to appear throughout this exchange, approaching Presley, who grows more agitated.
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00:41 - 00:44: Presley shoves Granger away, sending him to the floor. As he runs off-camera, away from the stage, he can be seen crying and hyperventilating. The mass of indistinct figures, which by this point almost takes up the entire frame, follows after him. Video ends.
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Special Containment Procedures: Investigation of the primary vector for SCP-4447's effect is ongoing. Identity-masked Foundation personnel with GPS-tracking and anomalous detection equipment are to requisition SCP-4447 events for study of its properties. Undercover agents assigned into Marshall, Carter, and Dark Ltd. have been informed of SCP-4447, and are to continue to monitor the group.
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Description: SCP-4447 is a controllable anomalous phenomenon that enables instant teleportation between any two people on Earth. When the anomaly is activated, the individuals, including their clothing, attached equipment, and jewelry, immediately switch positions.
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The only known medium that offers exchange events is a website describing the service, designated SCP-4447-1. Pictures of both individuals must be uploaded, and following payment of 10,000 USD, a time 8-12 hours in the future will be displayed. Within ±3 minutes of the given time, both individuals will undergo the SCP-4447 event and swap locations.
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Discovery: Agents tracking GoI "Marshall, Carter, and Dark Ltd." reported rumors of a new instant-travel service. After some investigation, the URL "████████████████.onion"1 was discovered, and Foundation technical staff began analyzing the website. All client-side code was verified as non-anomalous, and Project Lead Brown gave approval for testing.
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Experiment Log:
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Experiment 4447-1
+Individuals: Agent Jennifer Walsh / D-058932
+Locations: Site-19 / Unknown
+Additional Equipment: Survival gear, water, one month of dry food, sidearm
+Results: Agent Walsh manifested in Shelby, Tennessee and was recovered by a nearby Foundation facility without incident. D-05893 appeared where Agent Walsh had been, and was immediately detained by security personnel.
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Experiment 4447-2
+Individuals: Agent Richard Westrin / Agent Jonathan Nguyen
+Locations: Foundation aircraft over India / Foundation submarine near Oregon
+Additional Equipment: None
+Results: Both individuals switched locations instantly despite the great difference in location and altitude.
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Experiment 4447-3
+Individuals: D-41562 / D-880723
+Locations: Decommissioned phone booth, too small to hold D-88072 / Nearby holding room
+Additional Equipment: A 16 GB USB flash drive filled with random data.
+Results: D-88072 manifested in the booth successfully, but was in great pain until they were recovered. The drive carried by D-41562 was verified as having the same binary content after the switch.
Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-4534 are to be kept in a standard Safe-class object containment unit. A new compatible photograph is to be added to SCP-4534 every 24 hours for surveillance on SCP-4534-A. Upon transformation into an instance of SCP-4534, they are to be numbered and sorted appropriately. New instances of SCP-4534-A are to be immediately identified and monitored by undercover agents. To prevent further abductions and the spread of SCP-4534 instances, an investigation into the whereabouts of PoI-4534 is ongoing.
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Description: SCP-4534 refers to a collection of printed photographs (designated sequentially beginning from SCP-4534-11) always depicting one of five young women (SCP-4534-A-1 to SCP-4534-A-5) shot from various angles and in numerous settings.
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The anomalous effects of SCP-4534 manifest when an instance is brought into close range of any nonanomalous printed photograph(s) between the sizes of A7 and A2.2 The content of such photos will be instantly altered into a unique image of the current SCP-4534-A instance, taken at the exact time of alteration. At this point, the altered photograph is a new SCP-4534 instance.
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Discovery: Following the disappearance of a girl as well as reports of loud screaming and a struggle, local police in ███ ██████████, Germany performed a search of a suspect's apartment on 2017.01.12. The apartment was found hastily abandoned by the suspect. In it, over 6000 instances of SCP-4534 were discovered spread across most rooms3. Notably, the bedroom contained almost exclusively photographs depicting SCP-4534-A instances bathing, sleeping or changing.
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The master bathroom was outfitted with a reinforced door lockable from the outside, a torn mattress and a pet food bowl. The showerhead showed traces of blood belonging to a man4, as well as a dent. The toilet seat, as well as a portion of the ground next to the door, were smeared with the blood of a woman. A tooth of the woman was also found under the toilet. In addition to this, a knife with the same woman's DNA was retrieved from another room. The officers took several of the stashed pictures to their station as evidence and discovered the anomalous effects when images of the scene taken by them were converted. A Foundation asset reported the anomaly.
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While a polaroid camera was found in the apartment it has exhibited no anomalous attributes and failed to create new instances of SCP-4534. All instances were taken to Site-403 for investigation and all involved officers were interrogated. The owner of the apartment, a man named Franz Pirsch, has been declared the prime suspect for the creation of SCP-4534-1 and has been designated PoI-4534.
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Addendum 4534.1: Overview of photograph contents
+Dr Charlotte Beuthe, Head Researcher for SCP-4534, has arranged all instances of SCP-4534 in apparent chronological order. The table below gives a broad overview of the contents of SCP-4534-1 to SCP-4534-6121, sorted by depicted SCP-4534-A.
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1-843
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2-3 Months
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SCP-4534-54 is the first instance with sexually explicit content. In SCP-4534-843, SCP-4534-A-1 is seen kissing a man in a night club.
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Testing has found traces of semen on SCP-4534-54 and almost all instances of its kind. SCP-4534-A-1 has been reported missing on 2015.05.22.
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+SCP-4534-A-1
+Katharina Netz
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844-932
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2 Weeks
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In SCP-4534-928, SCP-4534-A-2 is seen in a hair salon and has blue hair in the remaining 3 instances depicting her.
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"Seems like PoI-4534 has some pretty strong preferences."
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+SCP-4534-A-2
+Hilda Fänger
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929-3017
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12-16 Months
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SCP-4534-A-3 displays behaviour typical for severe depression in several instances. SCP-4534-2993 to SCP-4534-3017 appear to be taken within a short time span and depict SCP-4534-A-3 at night on her way home.5
+The last instance, SCP-4534-3017, shows the subject walking into an alleyway.
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Instances showing SCP-4534-A-3 during apparent depressive episodes have crude angel wings and halos drawn on them. SCP-4534-A-3 has been reported missing since 2016.09.26.
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+SCP-4534-A-3
+Mia Suchig
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3018-4602
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3-5 Months
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SCP-4534-A-4 is mostly seen at work. SCP-4534-4586 - SCP-4534-4602 depict the subject working in her cubicle. With SCP-4534-4597 being taken at an angle that shows the computer screen clearly, it is visible that SCP-4534-A-4 was looking up the home address of PoI-4534.
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SCP-4534-A-4 is a police officer of the local force and was at the time leading the investigation into SCP-4534-A-3's and SCP-4534-A-1's disappearances. On 2017.01.07 (The date correlating to SCP-4534-4586 to SCP-4534-4602.)6 SCP-4534-A-4 has gone missing. She was not seen leaving her cubicle prior to her disappearance.
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+SCP-4534-A-4
+Renate Folgt
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4603-6121
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8-13 Months
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SCP-4534-A-5 is often seen with a male partner, that is confirmed to be Simon Unbeteil, an attendant of the same school as SCP-4534-A-5.
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Images containing them are in generally poor condition, being crumpled, torn or apparently punctured by a knife.
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+SCP-4534-A-5
+Annabelle Flüchter
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Addendum 4534.2: Incident Report SCP-4534 2017.09.19 At 15:00 on 2017.09.19, the generated instance of SCP-4534 did not depict SCP-4534-A-5 as expected, but instead depicts a new subject, designated SCP-4534-A-6. SCP-4534-A-5 has been reported missing, and a disinformation campaign is currently being carried out.
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SCP-4534-A-6 is Dr Charlotte Beuthe, formerly Head Researcher for SCP-4534. She has been dismissed from her position and all responsibilities and is now accommodated in an Expanded Human Containment Unit and under constant surveillance. As it is currently not known how SCP-4534-A instances seemingly disappear, the investigation into the whereabouts of PoI-4534 has been upgraded to a Level-3 priority in an effort to prevent a major data breach through the abduction of SCP-4534-A-6.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4569 is locked in a 10-digit pin coded safe, located in Storage Unit-22 within Site-17. Further access for research purposes is to be granted only by Class A personnel. Subjects exposed to SCP-4569 are required to be at least Class B Foundation members with a minimum score of 60 points on the Milgram Obedience Test.
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Description: SCP-4569 is a leather-cover book recovered on 02/09/20██ during a Foundation raid of a Serpent's Hand facility. Testing has shown the object dates back from the 16th century.
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SCP-4569 contains a 151-page biography of the individual reading it, up to the moment he or she came into contact with it, written in a style and tone similar to classic fairy tales. If more than one person is reading SCP-4569, its content will be perceived differently by each reader. It should also be noted that regardless of the reader's age or number of events from their life, the number of pages remains consistent, SCP-4569 choosing to skip or include details in order to shorten or stretch the story. The language SCP-4569 is written in seems to be the language the reader is most comfortable with, which can be different from his/her mother tongue.
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What all the variations of the text share in common is the ending sentence, that being "Now, it's time for [reader's name] to continue their journey…". Between 2 and 30 minutes after an individual finishes reading SCP-4569, SCP-4569-A will start manifesting inside the individual's mind. To prevent the reader from triggering SCP-4569-A, the text consists at first of only the first phrase, the rest of them displaying themselves one at a time as he or she continues to read through them.
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SCP-4569-A refers to a voice present in the mind of an individual who has finished reading SCP-4569. Subjects under the effect of SCP-4569-A describe it at as a calm, soothing male voice, similar in tone with the voice of actor M█████ F██████, which "narrates" their actions, thoughts and decisions as if they were "part of some kid's book". Subjects have stated that, despite SCP-4569-A's pleasant sound, its constant presence in their mind often renders them almost unable to focus and it disturbs their sleep to the point where sedatives are required for them to fully rest. Further tests have proven that these negative effects do tend to grow weaker over time. Subjects have also brought to researchers' attention that SCP-4569-A is also present in their dreams, displaying its normal behavior of describing surroundings and events.
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It should be also noted that, on certain occasions, SCP-4569-A seems to purposely induce paranoia to its host. Multiple subjects have reported the voice narrating actions done by them in the past tense when they have not in fact taken place yet. Subject D-20902 has provided the following example:
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It's like, say I am standing in a hallway and there's 2 doors in front of me. The voice would go something like "Johnathan continued on his path, reaching a crossroad. Unsure which way to go, he chose the left path". And that's before I even picked a door. It's creeping me out, 'cause now I feel like I should go left, but I don't know what's gonna happen if I go right. It's screwing with my head!
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Communication with SCP-4569-A has been attempted, but to no success. Writing into SCP-4569 has initially proven successful, but researchers soon realized the hand-written text is only visible to its author and has no effect on the object's anomalous properties.
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An unexpected result is obtained when looking at the object through electronic media. Photographs, recordings and such containing SCP-4569 will display the recording object's history, from manufacturing date to the date the record was captured. After fully reading SCP-4569 through this indirect way, SCP-4569-A will not manifest.
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Addendum 4569.1: Further experimentation has been stopped due to SCP-4569 not displaying any other anomalous properties which can be studied or exploited.
Description: The object description provided above is entirely valid, with a few exceptions, but left incomplete by the direct order of the O5.
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Thanks to Dr. Preda's "research", The Foundation was able to get very good insight into the kind of information SCP-4569-A can provide when narrating.
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What makes SCP-4569-A trully stand out is its omnisciency. As far as experiments have proven the Foundation, SCP-4569-A has unlimited knowledge of the past, present and future. Its knowledge ranges from events to classified facts to how other individuals are feeling or thinking at certain points in time. SCP-4569-A does not reveal specific information on command, though, but rather "when it is relevant to the plot".
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Addendum 4569.2: The subject of SCP-4569's possible contribution to Foundation Research was debated during an Overseer Council meeting. With a final vote of 8 in favor and 5 against, it was agreed to use SCP-4569-A's knowledge, experimentally at first, in order to gather various types of information about potential breaches, SCP objects and research-related intel.
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Personnel chosen to be exposed to SCP-4569 were required to be known loyal Foundation members and, at the end of each day, the chosen individuals needed to be interrogated about the kind of information SCP-4569-A had provided. These precautions were taken so, in the case of a Site Researcher obtaining classified information from SCP-4569-A, the Foundation would've been assured that the individual would follow his or her instructions to be administered required amnestics.
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The first few weeks of the trial period proved successful. The individuals continued their work as usual, occasionally nearing containment rooms of "problematic" SCP objects, while collecting intel about various matters. While it is true that the quantity of random facts outweighed the one of useful information, the Foundation managed to retrieve valuable information regarding future containment breaches, unknown SCP properties and even provided the locations of SCP-3998 and SCP-████.
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The unfortunate outcome of Incident-4569-2 induced stress to the remaining number of participants in the experiment. Since, at that time, the Foundation was not aware of a method to extract SCP-4569-A from an individual's mind, little action was taken to remediate the problem, including prohibition to approach SCP objects that might cause similar results.
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Another unforeseen effect of the initiative was the degrading relationships of the selected personnel with the rest of the Foundation employees. Since SCP-4569-A narrates the stories from a mostly impersonal perspective, it did not hold back from telling the chosen researchers what other individuals think or feel about them. The continuous exposure to this sort of information gradually affected both their mental health and social behaviour, resulting in noticeably poorer performance and cooperation skills.
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This, in combination with the paranoia and disturbances caused by SCP-4569-A in general, and the leftover tension from Incident-4569-2 led all subjects first to severe mental health issues, followed by dementia. Removal of SCP-4569-A from the subjects' mind has been attempted using Class C amnestics, however without success.
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Shortly after the result of the experiment was conclusive, it was declared that the cost of retrieving information from SCP-4569-A exceeds its benefit and that further research in this field should be interrupted.
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Incident-4569-2: The event took place on 14/██/2███ and was recorded on a few cameras, providing Security with full visual of the incident. It is believed that SCP-4569-A offered Dr. ██████ information about ●●|●●●●●|●●|●, because when looking at the recorded footage at approximately 3:20 PM the researcher can be observed having an "unfortunate" encounter, followed by his abduction.
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The Foundation had taken rigorous precautions to prevent leaks of classified data, but it had overlooked the possibility of SCP-4569-A offering intel about information-aspiring entities. It is currently unknown in what context or why did SCP-4569-A mention this sort of intelligence to Dr. ██████, but it has shown the Foundation that confidential information is not the only aspect that it ought to be cautious about.
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Addendum 4569.3: Although previously believed that SCP-4569-A was a non-sapient entity, communication has been established with it.
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To better understand the effects of SCP-4569 and SCP-4569-A on the human mind, the Foundation conducted several experiments on subjects affected by the entity, by studying their cerebral activity patterns. Although at first unsuccessful, researchers managed to identify sub-infra-low brain waves being broadcasted at frequencies ranging from 0.000003-0.000007 Hz while SCP-4569-A was narrating.
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Shortly after, through the Foundation's extensive resources, letters started being decrypted, eventually followed by words. After the first sentence had been fully translated, all the electrical equipment connected to the subject's brain suddenly shut down. After approximately 4 seconds of inactivity, the machinery was reactivated, seemingly by its own, displaying one last wave sequence, only to stop receiving anomalous transmission from the subject's brain.
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Multiple attempts to reaccess SCP-4569-A's frequency have been conducted since, both on the original subject and others, to no result. After the experiment, all subjects under SCP-4569-A's influence reported that the voice's intensity slightly dampened.
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The text decrypted from SCP-4569-A's last recorded transmission read:
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Now then, we wouldn't want to break the fourth wall, would we?
Special Containment Procedures: Suburban areas are to be screened for reports of SCP-4691 as often as resources allow. All information related to a confirmed SCP-4691 event should be suppressed via proportionate amnestic administration. Grade 3 ballistics will be utilized against ongoing instances of SCP-46911.
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Description: SCP-4691 is a rare phenomenon that has only been observed to manifest in locations that meet three criteria:
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The location is within a suburban setting.
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All entrances (doors, windows, etc.) to the location are closed or blocked.
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Only one resident occupies the location.
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SCP-4691 causes all of the entrances at a given residence to become impossible to open and highly resilient to damage. Electronic communication of any kind is also disabled.
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An SCP-4691 event ends if an entrance is broken open. This often requires excessive force, estimated to be a minimum of 40,000 Newtons2. It is unknown if the anomaly ends naturally over time.
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In all known instances, the resident attracts the attention of citizens on the outside. This leads to the alerting of authorities, who often manage to breach the premises in less than 24 hours. 8% of these cases describe hearing the voice of an unidentified individual, though evidence of this has not been found. This leaves the possibility that numerous instances have yet to be discovered, though it is unlikely that they would continue for an extended period without being discovered.
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Document 4691-1: The following is a written account from a victim of SCP-4691. As of October 1, 2019, this instance of SCP-4691 is the longest known case.
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Evening of September 12, 2019
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It's rotten luck that I haven't gotten this program working in three days. I might have to rewrite the entire thing, because if this holds me up any longer I'm not getting paid. But hey, this is what I get for not learning enough about enumerators. Someone on Stack Overflow would know. Not that I can ask, because the internet's down. Again. Damn internet. Stuck with this horrible speed for years and now it's just not responding at all.
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I should just read. I should just leave the computer for a while and read one of the many books lying around this room. But I'm frustrated, and the rain's got me on edge. How can I focus enough to read like this? Fucking shit. Someday I'll
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September 12, 2019, Almost Midnight
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This might be the worst time to try to write in here, but nothing's happened for several hours and I need to think straight.
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I heard footsteps downstairs, which was alarming since I live alone. Then I heard the sound of clutter being moved around, and I figured they could have been a burglar. I grabbed my phone and tried to call the police, but there was no service. I held my breath to stay quiet. If they thought I wasn't home, they might just take what they wanted and sneak away.
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But then I heard them shout something upstairs: "Time to eat!" Their voice sounded like an older woman, I think. Natural. If it was an imitation, it was a damn good one. On the other hand, I couldn't imagine a kindly old woman invading like this.
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Things were quiet for some time after that. No voice, no rummaging, no footsteps. I decided to risk leaving my room. I tip-toed out, listening carefully for a reaction. When I got close to the steps I leaned around the corner and took a peak.
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Nobody was there; but the light was on, when I was sure I'd left it off. More importantly: On the table sat a plate full of food. From the scent I could already tell what it was: Seashore fettuccine.
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I crept down the stairs. They creaked, so I thought for sure whoever was down there would hear me coming; but there was no reaction. I searched the kitchen, the bathroom, the basement, everywhere around the house. But there was nobody around. Not even a door or window left open.
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I assumed I wasn't in danger, so I figured I was supposed to let someone know what had happened. I tried the landline, but that was dead. I considered walking to the nearest police station, but it's a long way away from here. What if I knocked on a neighbors door? Their phones and internet had to be out too. It was late as well, so they probably wouldn't have been awake to see someone else leave. Was it worth disturbing them for this? Nothing had happened aside from the meal on the table. I threw it away regardless: I didn't trust it.
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I've been sitting in my room, thinking about what to do I guess. On one hand, whoever had been in my house had committed a crime. On the other, was this really worth getting worked up over?
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I'm tired. The stress this has caused me is ridiculous, not to mention distracting. The journal therapy helps, though.
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I'll try to call the police again tomorrow.
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Morning of September 13, 2019
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I was awoken by that voice. Just as welcoming as before, to the point where I wasn't immediately alarmed when I opened my eyes.
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I ran downstairs at top speed this time. Still didn't catch them, and the house was empty yet again. All that was left was a plate of eggs on toast.
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Phones still wouldn't work. Neither did the doors to my surprise. It must have been the rain: The water would have swollen the wood.
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I eventually prodded one of the sunny-side-up eggs. Warm, soft. Tempting, but I still chucked it.
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I know nothing terrible has happened yet, but I'm feeling uneasy. Who had been in here? Why make me two meals? How did they get in if I couldn't even get out? Were they gone?
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Only one way to be sure.
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Afternoon of September 13, 2019
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I waited up the stairs behind the corner. If they had more food they'd appear eventually. I wasn't sure if I'd attack them or what, but I could at least follow them, figure out how they were getting in and out.
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According to my phone it was 12:00pm on the dot. I was particularly ready at that time; it was logically when someone would serve lunch.
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It was right at that moment that a power surge must have happened. The light in the dining room rapidly grew brighter, so fast that it caught me off guard and hurt my eyes. I shut them tight and hid back around the corner. "Time to eat!" they said again. I turned back to catch them, the spots on my retinas obscuring my vision.
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Eventually the spots faded. Still no one. Just a fresh BLT on the table. I was certain I hadn't heard footsteps walking away, so I had no idea where they had gone. I was starting to wonder if they'd been there in the first place.
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I touched the BLT; the bread was lightly toasted, and I could smell the bacon. I know they didn't get this from my kitchen; I didn't have any bacon in the house. Or any eggs or fettuccine now that I bring it up. What I usually make for lunch is cheese sandwiches. Plain cheese sandwiches.
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I took a nibble of the bacon. Just a little. Then I threw the rest away. Even if it's poisoned it shouldn't be enough to kill me; only make me sick. I'll find out in a few more hours, I guess.
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Evening of September 13, 2019
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I didn't get sick.
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I waited around the corner again. Similar result, complete with another surge. I covered my eyes this time, and held firmly onto the railing. When I heard "Time to eat" I immediately pulled my hand away. I thought I saw a flash of someone. Not in the dining room, but through the doorway to the living room. Someone leaning back in the recliner. I couldn't get a good look at their face, but for the moment they were there it was as if they'd been in that recliner forever. Immobile, almost helpless. It could've been a trick of the mind, but at this point could it really?
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The table this time had a plate of pizza-spaghetti lasagna. I remember something like that. I think my mother had made it once or twice. A recipe she'd found online. Sure sounded like something that could be found online.
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I had to admit that I was starving. I hadn't eaten all day. Usually I'd get some kind of take out or delivery, but the connection was still dead and the doors were still stuck. I looked in the fridge. I'd been putting off going to the store, so my only options were still a cheese sandwich. Even from there I could smell the lasagna, and couldn't stop myself from imagining the spice of the tomato sauce, and the umami of the cheese and pepperoni.
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I broke. Each bite I chewed slowly, at first to be sure there wasn't anything foreign in it. Soon I was chewing slowly to savor everything. I found myself relaxing, breathing in a way hadn't in a while. Like a child who had nothing to worry about.
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When I finished, by pure instinct I brought the plate to the kitchen to wash. I discovered that the other dishes were already clean. I'd thrown away the food, sure, but I hadn't cared enough to scrub them at the time. As such, I left the plate in my hand in the sink, curious to see what would happen.
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It was as I was going upstairs I realized I'd missed the deadline for my gig. Guess I'm not getting paid. Oh well. It's not like I could've uploaded it to the cloud anyway. Nothing I could do. Why even spend so much time worrying about someone who's face I've never even seen?
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Morning of September 14, 2019
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I'm awake earlier than usual at the moment. I'm pretty sure I had a nightmare, but I can't fully remember it. I think there was a dragon. A dragon in a massive hall like Union Station. I tried to get away by running up a tall spiral staircase. At the top there was nothing but a small restroom, perfectly clean. I ran back down, and the dragon was still there. I ran back up. Bathroom again. That's all I can think of. Running up and down and up and down and
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The voice again. May as well eat breakfast.
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September 14, 2019, Almost Noon
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As long as there weren't any dishes to do I closely examined the doors and windows today. I suppose they don't appear any more swollen than usual, but it couldn't take that much moisture to do this, could it? The front door itself was always a bit stiff, being slightly too large for the frame. I could just wait it out. Eventually it would open.
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A neighbor approached the door while just when I was about to leave it be. They said that I hadn't been out in a while, and asked if I was fine. I thought for a moment and shrugged. They pressed, and I explained I'd been busy with numerous clients. They eventually left, seeing how we didn't have anything else to talk about.
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Maybe they could've helped with the doors, but it wasn't like I needed to get out soon. Why should I ruin their day just because the door's a little stuck? It's not like there was an emergency. I'm fine. I'm sure I'm
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The light's just turned on behind me. Guess it's time for lunch.
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Evening of September 15, 2019
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I've been thinking a lot. Deciding what I'll do next. But what is there to do next? Who says there has to be a next? I've asked myself these questions over and over. They want an answer, but to be honest, I don't. I don't think I have one, and I don't want to force myself to think of one. Who says I've been thinking at all? This journal certainly doesn't; looking back at what I've written it's just the same thing happening over and over. The same thought process. That's something I've realized. I haven't been thinking. I've just been sitting here, pretending. No calculations or evaluations have been going through my head. Just questions I keep forgetting to answer, decisions that I've already decided. I wonder if I'm the only one who thinks like this? I wonder who else
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Dinner is ready. I'll put this down for now, and write in here when something new happens.
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On September 30th, 2019, the parents of Ian Lostetter, the author of the above documents, tried calling his home. When they received no response, they called emergency services, who arrived before agents following Proposal 4691-1 could stop them.
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After authorities managed to remove the door from its hinges, Lostetter was found in his room, staring at a closed book. Lostetter resisted being moved from his residence, though he was quickly overpowered. At the local hospital, Lostetter was observed to be suffering from acute starvation. Medical examiners discovered he had been consuming a viscous mixture of mucus and dust in amounts far exceeding the average produced by the human body per year.
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Embedded Foundation agents were alerted to the present instance of SCP-4691, and Lostetter was taken into Foundation custody. Lostetter's parents were given Class A amnestics and were told their son would have to undergo extensive physical and psychological therapy. No new information has been discovered from him at this time.
Given how little information we have on SCP-4691, and the recent discovery of the instance of SCP-4691 affecting Ian Lostetter's home, I propose that instead of breaching the residence, we allow the instance to continue as long as possible. Given Lostetter's observed behavior since the discovery, it's clear that the anomaly has more properties than we were initially aware of. Further observance could prove extremely beneficial in future cases.
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It is fortunate this instance was discovered by us and not authorities. Keep in mind that this opportunity will not likely arise in the near future.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-481 is currently contained in Sector-25, in a specially designed dormitory for the affected subjects. The dormitory is built to modified D-class specifications, with space for two (2) occupants at this point, based on the spread of the scar tissue. Besides the standard sleeping quarters, there is a living space for each accessible through an outer isolation room.
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Subjects are allowed written and recorded entertainment that is available from local sources and does not violate containment procedures. No excessive funds are to be spent on this. Subjects are allowed visits to the outer facility and external walled gardens for no more than three (3) hours per day, supervised by two (2) Level 2 Security personnel. Cameras are installed in the dormitories, and are to be monitored by one (1) Level 2 Security personnel at all times. Subjects should not be prevented from self-harm, except for in cases of corresponding large scale violence in ████████. Full-body restraints are authorized in this case, under the supervision of a trained medical team.
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Description: SCP-481 was originally a clustered pattern of scars, roughly corresponding to a variably partial map of ████████, India, appearing on SCP-481-1 (formerly Ms. ███████ ██-█████████) since at least 199█. SCP-481 has since spread to SCP-481-2 (formerly Agent █████, see Addendum 481-01). When SCP-481 first manifested on SCP-481-1, it appeared as a small series of criss-crossing scars that has been found to correspond to the neighborhood of ██████████████ in ████████. While it is still not readily apparent why this town is being mapped, the sympathetic effects of the scars and city are readily apparent.
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The scars are a perfect recreation of the town. Streets and alleys appear as straight scars resembling lacerations made with a dull cutting instrument. Buildings are represented by scar nodes. A small canal flowing through the town is represented as a jagged scar across the abdomen of SCP-481-1.
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The growth of new scars corresponds to the expansion of the already overcrowded town/city, including slums set up on unofficial roads. Described as very painful by both SCP-481-1 and -2, the effect is not limited to growth. Any demolition leads to a severely painful scouring of the corresponding scar patterns. Scars currently cover 100% of the skin, including the scalp, of SCP-481-1 and approximately 47% of the skin of SCP-481-2 from the shoulders to the lower torso, including both arms.
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SCP-481-1 has shown tendencies to self-harm since her incarceration. Any scars left by this faded completely within 20 days and did not correspond to changes in the city architecture. It was therefore believed that the self-inflicted scars were merely an expression of SCP-481-1's frustration with her containment. This has since been proven inaccurate by Incident 481-1-01.
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Addendum: 481-01: When SCP-481-1 ran out of skin for the scars to expand to, it was believed that the expansion events were over. Within a week, scars began appearing on SCP-481-2. He was immediately quarantined along with SCP-481-1, and has since been under observation. SCP-481-2 had a history of dealings with the [DATA EXPUNGED] before coming to the Foundation, just as SCP-481-1 did. Whether this connection is the key to SCP-481-2 becoming the new focus for the scars is currently under investigation.
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Incident 481-1-01: On ██/██/20██, SCP-481-1 attempted suicide via an improvised plastic blade drawn across the wrists. At the same time, the now infamous riots in ████████, India, had reached the peak of their violence. SCP-481-1 was immediately attended to and stabilized, while the riots lasted for several days. The source of the riots was later traced to two neighborhoods, corresponding with the parts of the scar pattern covering SCP-481-1’s wrists.
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Addendum: 481-02: Further investigation led to similar ongoing reports of violence and petty crime from neighborhoods mapped out on the portions of the body associated with repeated self-harm. Tests were performed to determine whether damage to the scar pattern caused corresponding violence in ████████. Surgeons made several incisions to parts of the scars corresponding with ████████'s business district. No effect was noted.
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It is hypothesized that the self-inflicted damage is a compulsory response to violence and other crime in the city. Self-harm appears to be inflicted on parts of the body associated with high-crime neighborhoods. On ██/██/20██, after SCP-481-2 attempted to remove a portion of his upper arm during a string of murders in the corresponding neighborhood, current procedures involving full-body restraints were adopted.
Three miners using SCP-4894 instances while working for the Midas Mining Corporation in Yukon territory, Canada circa 1898 (hover to zoom).
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Item #: 4894
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Object Class: Safe
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Special Containment Procedures: All mining sites previously owned by the Midas Mining Corporation have been acquired by Foundation front companies. All SCP-4894 instances under Foundation control are contained within them at their deepest accessible depth. Access to the site interiors is restricted under guise 44G6 "Industrial Waste Hazard". Due to the nature of their past use, SCP-4894 instances are otherwise considered self-containing and self-protecting from unauthorized access.
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Description: SCP-4894 is a series of pickaxes of indeterminate number used exclusively by the Midas Mining Corporation between 1891 and 1917. A subject in possession of SCP-4894 is physically incapable of experiencing pain or exhaustion while holding it, although adverse health effects from overwork still occur. Each instance is inscribed with the words "TOOL FOR EVERY USE" on the sides of the axe head. Prolonged use of SCP-4894 imprints this same message into the skin on the back of its user's dominant hand by the gradual manifestation of scar tissue.
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Due to its recent discovery, the side-effects of long-term SCP-4894 use are based on the verbal reports of SCP-4894-A at this time. Effects vary and require multiple years of cumulative exposure to manifest but unilaterally increase the subject's potential productivity. Testing using SCP-4894-1 through 15 is underway to verify these claims.
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SCP-4894-A is a 172 year-old Canadian man by the name of Percy Aloysius McDonald and is the only known former employee of the Midas Mining Corporation still alive. Due to approximately 25 years of SCP-4894 use, SCP-4894-A does not require sleep, does not age, and possess near-perfect memory of his entire adult life. SCP-4894-A possess scar tissue typical of prolonged SCP-4894 use and a non-anomalous scar on its left thigh consistent with a bullet wound.
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Addendum 4894.1: Discovery Interview Log
+Note: SCP-4894 was discovered in a sealed mine shaft exposed by a Canadian strip mining operation 83km northeast of the township of Whitehorse in the Yukon. Foundation agents conducted a search of the surrounding area after the cataloging of SCP-4894-1 through 300 held at the shaft's bottom. SCP-4894-A was found by thermal imaging 63km away in an isolated, one-room log cabin. The individual was brought to Arctic Site-87 for questioning after responding agents recognized SCP-4894's engraving on the back of SCP-4894-A's left hand.
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Date: 2020/01/22
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Interviewed: SCP-4894-A
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Interviewer: Isapoinhkyaki Inukhuk, Foundation Arctic Survey Director
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Photo of SCP-4894-A taken prior to MMC's dissolution in 1917.
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Video Start
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Isa: Hello Dash-A, is there anything you need?
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SCP-4894-A: Well, it seems you've forgotten to feed me, again.
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Isa: I'm aware.
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15 seconds of silence ensues.
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Isa: You weren't exactly honest in your initial interviews.
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SCP-4894-A: I don't enjoy talkin' to folk when they're holdin' another man's gun.
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Isa: Our cafeteria's braised morels and moose is rather good, if you'd rather talk to someone holding another person's plate.
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SCP-4894-A: I might.
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Director Isa sends a request for dinner on her interview terminal.
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Isa: Can you tell me when you first learned of or encountered SCP-4894?
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SCP-4894-A: I worked for the company that bought them.
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Isa: That would make you over 130 years old.
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SCP-4894-A: It would.
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Isa: Do you know who gave them to Midas?
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SCP-4894-A: I was there when the deal was made. The whole crew had to be there.
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Isa: All of MMC?
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SCP-4894-A: Just the best teams of our company, by the seller's request. MMC said it was an employment exchange. People for some pickaxes.
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Isa: And your company leadership thought this was a profitable exchange?
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SCP-4894-A: When the owner himself rides over 4000 kilometers from Toronto to make the purchase in person, they think it's worth it.
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Isa: Alphonse Pétry?
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SCP-4894-A: Yes ma'am.
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Director Isa's console flashes and she presses a key on it in response without breaking eye-contact with SCP-4894-A. The interrogation room opens, a guard wheels in the previously requested rations and is then dismissed by the director.
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Isa: You still haven't told me who gave you the pickaxes.
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SCP-4894-A: I'm aware.
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Director Isa places the filled dinner tray on the intake slot to SCP-4894-A's plexiglass cell.
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Isa: So you worked for the seller of 4894 in exchange for MMC's acquisition of it?
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SCP-4894-A: Never said that. Guess bossman wanted to bring change, marched up enough men to dig our own graves in one day. Did it in the dead of winter too, makin' that mighty considerate of management. But creep with the axes looked me long in the eye along with Big Joe's group and a few them teams from Alaska and passed us up. Said Alphonse needed some workers fit to use 'em.
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Isa: Can you describe the seller's appearance?
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SCP-4894-A: Can you push that meal through?
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Director Isa complies and presses a button on her terminal's touchscreen. The meal is transported through the interrogation room divider into SCP-4894-A's containment area.
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SCP-4894-A: I can't tell you much there. It was hard to look him back in the face when he was probing me like a salmon tail. Said he worked fer some factory. I do remember he was overdressed for the occasion, Yanks always do. Riding hood and leathers, wool coated, face covered I don't know how many times over. Didn't stop you from knowin' when his eyes were set on you, though.
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Isa: Thank you, Dash-A -
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SCP-4894-A:(interrupting) Percy. Dash-A is talkin' like that creep was lookin'.
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Isa: Ok, Percy. You have rather good memory for events so long ago.
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SCP-4894-A: The only lie that creep didn't say is what's writtin' on them pickaxes. They can make you somethin' useful.
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Isa: For mining?
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SCP-4894-A: A pickaxe is for more than mining. It can till for planting 'taters, stir up compost, dig a latrine, and a grave for matter. Why, I once killed a pig running wild out in them forests with one of them. Took just one swing and I ain't one to brag on my own account. Made us mighty useful.
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Isa: Thank you, Percy. We appreciate your cooperation. With more of it, we can afford you certain luxuries. Maybe even containment at your cabin. Just you, our regional monitoring station 50km away, and a sub-dermal tracker.
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SCP-4894-A: How generous of you to leave a man the hell alone.
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Isa: If it will make you believe me, it is every bit as much a financial decision for us. Keeping you here is practically bleeding money. There's all the guards, monthly full-body scans, the cavity searches, and… well, I'm sure I don't have to tell you about everything we're already doing to you. Just suffice it to say our money is where our mouth is when I offer you this. Any questions?
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SCP-4894-A: Where do you get the money that yer wastin' here?
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End Video
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Addendum 4894.2: Midas Quarterly Report - Spring 1891
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Date: April 8th, 1898 A.D.
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From: Alphonse Pétry, Founder & CEO of Midas Mining Corporation
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To: Midas Stockholder
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Alphonse Pétry in 1880, the year he founded the Midas Mining Corporation.
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Salutations and profitable tidings, good sir.
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With 27 sites across the Yukon and Alaska, Midas Mining Corporation became the top producer of gold, iron, saltpeter, and coal in the northern territories by 1889. Following the opening of the Gold Hill site in central Yukon in partnership with our new client from the United States, our revenue stream has doubled. Subtract a marginal increase in recruitment expenses due to worker weakness and error, and you get record profits for this spring quarter.
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Here at MMC, every tool, be it our innovative equipment or employees, meets their full potential to maximize your gain. With the investment of your generous capital in our recent public offering to hire our necessary bargaining assets, you are entitled to a portion of MMC's windfalls. Enclosed is a signed check valid at the Royal Canadian Bank of Toronto for $10,257.25.
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Your generosity will always be well appreciated and well compensated at Midas.
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Sincerely,
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Addendum 4894.3: Gold Hill Exploration Log Part 1 of 3
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Date: 2021/12/24
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Dispatched MTF: Lambda-16 "Sixteen Tons"
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Mission Parameters: To search the Gold Hill ruins for information concerning GoI-006 "The Factory".
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Special Equipment Requirements: AWANS1, 20kg of plastic explosives, and SCP-4894-A attached by carbon fiber tether to two Lambda-16 members.
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Note: Due to its continued cooperation with Foundation study into SCP-4894 and familiarity with the Gold Hill site interior, SCP-4894-A was permitted to act as a guide for Lamda-16.
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Photo taken inside Gold Hill during its initial operation (hover to zoom).
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Video Start
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Lambda-16 approaches the closest point accessible by armored personnel carrier before disembarking. SCP-4894-A attached to L16-Cap and L16-Com.
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L16-Cap: Werner, scout ahead to the target site and set a perimeter. Sixty second check-ins.
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L16-Sct: On it.
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L16-Sct runs ahead while L16-Com deploys the APC's communication's antennae.
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L16-Dem: Getting the plastique warmed up. What possessed site command to send us out here in December?
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L16-Com: Too much Die Hard?
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L16-Dem: Never seen it. At least the aurora's pretty tonight, though.
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SCP-4894-A: Always was. You can see it some in mine. Joe said it was somethin' to do with the iron, called it earth's gift to those with the gumption to lay with it. Showin' off that college degree of his.
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L16-Com: Why was a college grad in the 1890s working in a mine in the Yukon? Wouldn't that be considered beneath him? No offense.
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SCP-4894-A: Big Joe always said that if takin' a shit wasn't beneath anyone, then dealin' with shit ain't either. Quite the heart and noggin in that one. We always said there was three things big about Joe and we done never seen his dick. You might get to meet 'im in there.
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L16-Dem: Would you - uh - care to clarify that?
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SCP-4894-A: Cave-ins can happen when you're blasting with dynamite two tunnels over. Him and a bunch of his posse were in a tight chamber when one hit. The whole damn ceilin' dropped a foot lower and Big Joe, well, was big.
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L16-Dem: They didn't clear the mine before blasting?!
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SCP-4894-A: Deadlines had to be met.
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L16-Cap: Cut the chatter. Werner, how's it looking up there?
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L16-Sct: Eyes are on the mine entrance now. Two structures nearby are still standing, barely, and one has collapsed and been reclaimed by nature. Looked to have been the latrine. Nothing around on thermal or NVG2 for five clicks besides mooses. Meese?
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L16-Cap: Moose, and roger that. We'll proceed towards the site. See if you can get a look inside those buildings.
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L16 and SCP-4894-A move in single file towards the mining site. Six minutes and 37 seconds silence and irrelevant chatter omitted. L16 arrive to find L16-Sct shining a flashlight through the broken window of the farther derelict structure.
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L16-Sct: Ma'am, you need to look at this.
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L16-Cap lengthens her tether to SCP-4894-A and joins L16-Sct at the window side. Helmet-mounted camera shows several hundred wooden pickaxe handles stacked around the interior surrounding a dust-occluded notice board.
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L16-Cap: I'll check this one, go get the other structure then help Rishi with AWANS.
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L16-Cap opens the door to the building and checks the corners by flashlight before proceeding inside. Feed proceeds towards the board where L16-Cap clears the debris and focuses the camera on the most legible document remaining.3
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L16-Cap: Werner, keep an eye on Dash-A. Rishi, prioritize getting the network online. Command's gonna want to know this.
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L16-Dem: That ain't the only thing worth telling them, Cap. Destroyed structure ain't a latrine. I'm seeing human remains. HUD is counting no fewer than 120 by the number of skulls.
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L16-Cap approaches SCP-4894-A and points her flashlight in the direction of the mass grave.
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L16-Cap: Anything you want to tell us about that?
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SCP-4894-A: Only that them weren't miners, and that there was still our latrine.
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Video End
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Addendum 4894.4: Factory Document 1 of 2
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GOLD HILL PACIFICATION CAMPAIGN ORDER SUMMARY:
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FACTORY
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UNION OPERATIVE JOSEPH TINSWORTH
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PACIFICATION OF LABOR UPRISING, TERMINATION OF UNION OPERATIVE, AND RECOVERY OF MANUFACTURING ASSETS FOR PRODUCT T-00119 "TOOL FOR EVERY USE" IN COOPERATION WITH CLIENT:
+MIDAS MINING CORPORATION
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ORDER COPY REPRINTED FOR MIDAS-00002 PERSONNEL
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REPRINT DATE:
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February 3rd, 1915
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ORDER ID:
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MIDAS-00001
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IMPORTANCE:
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Medium
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LOCATION:
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Joint-Venture Northwestern Yukon Ore Acquisition Site At Gold Hill. Location ID: OA-1135792-NWY
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ORDER EXECUTION DATE:
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November 3rd, 1914
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PRIMARY TARGET(S):
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Midas Mining Corporation Workforce At Gold Hill Site
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Canadian Labor Union Agent Joseph "Big Joe" Tinsworth
Client reported increased insubordinate fraternization among Gold Hill location labor force following the establishment of Factory assets and personnel. Despite increased security and moral correction measures taken, 28 Factory & Client Labor Enforcement Officers were murdered in an ambush by MMC laborers on June 19th, 1914.
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Labor forces have since declared ownership of the mine, maintaining themselves by the trade of ore with the nearby Nacho Nyak Dun, Aishihik, and Little Salmon Inuit tribes. The continued operation of the Gold Hill mining operation is paramount as the only large-scale manufacturing center for Product T-00119.
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INSTRUCTIONS:
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Pacify labor uprising with minimal collateral damage to Gold Hill assets
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Termination of CLU Operative Joseph Tinsworth
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Resume production of Product T-00119
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ORDER RESULTS:
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0420 HOURS: Combined attacking force suffer 48 deaths on approach to ambush and traps set by labor forces
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2040 HOURS: Miners forced back into the mine interior via area control provided by Factory Product B-00098 "BRIMSTONE FOUNTAIN"
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2250 HOURS: First team of 20 equipped with two B-00098 fountains dispatched into mine interior through the south entrance
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2340 HOURS: Only three of the dispatched personnel escape alive
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0250 HOURS: Death of 21 personnel following the destruction of B-00098's fuel supply by improvised explosives
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1010 HOURS: Second attempt to breach the mine interior with two teams of 25 taking the south and west entrances simultaneously
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1750 HOURS: All members of second team presumed lost following the detonation and collapse of the southern mine entrance
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1820 HOURS: Retreat order declared
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FOLLOW UP
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Mobilization of Labor Enforcement Battalion (LEB-000012) and Factory Arsenal Product S-00022 "SULFIDE CANARIES" for eradication campaign.
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Slated arrival date: February 15th, 1915.
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SEE ERADICATION ORDER MIDAS-00002.
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Addendum 4894.5: Gold Hill Exploration Log Part 2 of 3
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Pinkerton and RCMP personnel posing with Factory Head Foreman, Atticus van Horn (center). Dated 1914-11-02. (Hover to zoom)
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Video Start
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Feed opens to Lambda-16 waiting in front of the mine's west facing entrance. L16-Com is crouched in front of the AWANS router, its eliptical speaker and microphone array is directed at the mine opening.
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L16-Cap: Change of objective, command wants us to locate the Factory's manufacturing assets down there. Rishi, how's the AWANS?
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L16-Com: Finishing its mapping now. Sending to your HUD's.
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L16-Cap: Great, set relays every 200 meters. Showtime, grandpa.
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L16-Sct takes the lead into the mine interior followed by SCP-4894-A, L16-Cap, L16-Com, and L16-Dem taking the rear. Team proceeds 350 meters inside past multiple forks according to SCP-4894-A's guidance before encountering an obstruction.
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L16-Sct: Looks like a cave in happened here. Been partially cleared already. Looks recent by the lack of oxidation on this ore. We'll have to widen it some to get our gear through.
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L16-Dem: Got ya sorted.
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L16-Dem deploys a drill implement and begins to shave at the sides of the passage. L16-Com deactivates his light and turns back towards the entrance.
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L16-Com: You weren't lying. Three turns and the aurora still looks like it's flowing across the mine-shaft walls.
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Camera turns towards their rear. No light from the aurora borealis is visible in the recording.
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SCP-4894-A: It goes all the way down, too. Where the foreman put whatever that machine of theirs is.
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L16-Sct: You mean to tell me that you were down here with complete control over the mine for months and never saw it?
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SCP-4894-A: Had other things to be doin'. Traps to dig and the like. Pinkertons weren't going to blow their own kneecaps off.
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L16-Dem: Alright, that should be good.
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L16-Dem powers off her drill and moves through the passage. The feed shows complete darkness while the members of L16 guide the passage without need for NVG or additional illumination. Passage narrows over 110 meters until the exploration team is forced to crawl for 20 meters until the passage opens into an 4 meter long, 2 meter wide, and 2 meter tall chamber with multiple offshoots.
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L16-Sct: You made this trip every day you went down here?
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SCP-4894-A: Two or three times depending on the foreman's deadlines, and there was always a deadline.
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L16-Com: If no one objects, let's give my knees a break. I'm sitting my ass down and setting up a AWANS spike.
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L16-Dem: Yo, Cap, we got an obstruction up ahead. Not big, but I think we'll need to break out the plastique.
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L16-Cap: Get it set. Do we need to vacate?
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L16-Dem: Nah, I can control the yield of plastique a hell of a lot better than they could with dynamite. Besides, this area we're in looks reinforced.
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SCP-4894-A: We dug out and fortified rooms like this 'bout every 500 meters, wherever we could find good cover topside to hide an air shaft. Had 'em rigged to seal them up with quarter stick in each shaft after the Factory started droppin' their gas cans down them.
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L16-Sct: Why didn't they just fill the whole mine with gas if that was an option?
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SCP-4894-A: Big Joe said them was usin' somethin' called "sulfides". Said the gas could blow up real nice. One spark and there wouldn't be no mine fer them to take.
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L16-Dem: Alright, we're set.
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L16 moves back through the narrow aperture and back up the mine shaft before detonating planted explosives. Team returns to find the opening clear with piles of human remains just past it. At the front of the remains and taking up the majority of the passage's width is a collection of miner's garments and a crushed in iron helmet. SCP-4894-A approaches the items and takes a knee.
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SCP-4894-A: Hey, Joe. Been awhile. Thought you would want to know that a good few of us made it on out. Finished your work for the union. It's been a good life I didn't think I would get, thank you for that.
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L16-Com: Sorry to barge onto your mourning and all but does anyone else smell that?
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L16-Sct: Scanner's picking up sulfur, methane. Looks like human remains, fresh ones. Five months tops given the temperature here.
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L16-Cap: Let's do a search.
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L16-Cap turns to SCP-4894-A and places a hand on its shoulder.
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L16-Cap: I'm sorry, but you will need to mourn your friend some other time.
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SCP-4894-A: Oh I ain't mournin'. Buried them feelings with the rest of my folk down here. Just thought I would let him know that we did good by him. Took a bullet to make sure we did. And you might want to look 'bout halfway up that shaft on yonder if you're looking fer some bodies.
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L16-Cap stops and pulls SCP-4894-A up to face her by the collar of its shirt.
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L16-Cap: Alright, enough stumbling into intel. I respect you and I understand we look a lot like those Factory and Pinkerton thugs to you, but we need this information to gain something against the Factory. You should at least respect that enough to cut out the lies.
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SCP-4894-A: Well I ain't one for lyin' ma'am. Just like I told your director lady, them pickaxes are mighty good at killin' pigs.
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Addendum 4894.5: Factory Document 2 of 2
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GOLD HILL PACIFICATION CAMPAIGN ORDER SUMMARY:
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FACTORY
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EXTERMINATION OF LABOR UPRISING AND UNION OPERATIVE,
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+MIDAS MINING CORPORATION
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ORDER COPY REPRINTED FOR LEGACY PRODUCT RECOVERY PERSONNEL
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REPRINT DATE:
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October 3rd, 2020
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ORDER ID:
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MIDAS-00002
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Joint-Venture Northwestern Yukon Ore Acquisition Site At Gold Hill. Location ID: OA-1135792-NWY
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February 16th, 1915
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Midas Mining Corporation Workforce At Gold Hill Site
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Canadian Labor Union Agent Joseph "Big Joe" Tinsworth
0100 HOURS: Several gunshots heard near southern entrance
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0120 HOURS: Client leader and his guard detail discovered deceased by heavy trauma to the chest and neck, a single Product T-00119 discovered lodged in Alphonse Pétry's torso
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0150 HOURS: Two Gold Hill laborers discovered dead from bullet wound related blood loss 1.2 km away, each holding a T-00119 pickaxe
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0400 HOURS: Search for additional personnel responsible for the death of Alphonse Pétry recalled, deemed immaterial to Factory profit margin
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0520 HOURS: Foreman Atticus van Horn performs communication ritual using his personal guard detail as sacrificial payment to alert Factory Board of Directors of Alphonse Pétry's demise
Manufacturing investment for T-00119 declared lost. Remaining MMC sites undergoing armed rebellion from newly unionized workforce following Factory acquisition of property. Factory Eradication Army mobilized under Arch-Foreman Atticus van Horn.5
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Addendum 4894.6: Gold Hill Exploration Log Part 3 of 3
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Video Start
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L16-Cap: Alright, bind his hands. We'll haul him around anywhere he needs them.
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L16-Dem secures SCP-4894-A's hands behind its back. L16-Com sets up a AWANS spike while L16-Sct explores further down the passage way.
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L16-Sct: More skeletons down here, old ones.
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L16-Cap: Any of them have pickaxes?
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L16-Sct: Not a one. Once more, I don't think these remains are from the miners. Factory uniforms on the bones. Whole 'lotta miner's clothes and hats just laying about, though.
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L16-Com: Alright, ready here.
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L16-Cap: Let's go.
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L16 moves another 700 meters through narrow crevices, requiring regular widening by L16-Dem's drill. One hour and 37 minutes of irrelevant chatter omitted.
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L16-Sct:(interrupting on radio) Cap, I found a pickaxe.
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L16-Cap: Copy that, Werner. Is it a 4894?
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L16-Sct: It has the inscription. Not the only one now that I'm looking. HUD's counting around… well damn. 320? Still no miner remains. The walls look older here from the oxidation. Deep rust color. Think we are the first ones down here in a long while.
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L16-Cap: Hold on, Werner. (L16-Cap turns to SCP-4894-A) Anything we should know going forward? We shouldn't still be seeing the aurora down here, and we did some test on the iron ore here. It's not very magnetic.
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SCP-4894-A: You're askin' me things beyond my depth and pay, ma'am. All I know is that the metal in them axes is every bit from our blood and sweat as it is from the earth's. Somethin' painful and joyful dumped into each other. Maybe the mine is just gettin' all nostalgic fer me.
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L16-Sct: Cap! I found a door! Spans the whole passage, looks like steel. Got a big 'ole Factory logo on it. No handles that I can see. Should I give it a push?
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L16-Cap: Go ahead but don't enter if it opens.
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L16-Sct:(seven seconds of grunting) Nope, gonna need Menendez.
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L16-Cap: ETA 15 minutes, Werener. Sit tight and enjoy the light show.
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L16-Sct: No problem, but the aurora is… well, you ever see how smoke gets sucked through the crack under a door, captain? Or how that bit of water circling the drain closest goes fastest?
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Remainder of L16 catches up to L16-Sct at the door obstructing further progression.
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L16-Com: Well, that is indeed a door.
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L16-Dem: Taking a look.
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L16-Dem deploys her drill on its finest setting and proceeds to drill through. Sparks from the drill illuminate walls lined with SCP-4894 instances.
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L16-Dem: Steel alloying is inlaid with 1.2% desecrated silver standard for early 1900s Factory Thaumasmelting. Door depth looks to be 20 cm. Easy peasy.
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L16-Cap: Rishi, take Dash-A and get some cover set up about 30 meters back. Menedez, get the charge ready. Werner, help me collect some specimens.
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L16 proceed on task for 10 minutes 14 seconds before L16-Cap leaps backwards while cataloguing a pickaxe followed by a fluttering sound.
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L16-Cap: What the?
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L16-Cap focuses her helmet camera on a 10 cm long bronze mechanism in the shape of a canary continuously flapping its wings while lodged in the rock wall.
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SCP-4894-A: Well I'll be damned. Done thought whatever cruel windin' they put in that thing would be done spun out by now.
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L16-Sct: I got it.
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L16-Sct grabs hold of the machine and places it in an hermetically sealed container.
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L16-Cap: Would you mind elaborating on the clockwork fucking finch?
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SCP-4894-A: Canary ma'am. Tragic things, I don't know what critter's heart they put in there but there sure are plenty of 'em. Factory sent 'em flying down the tunnels. Blind things but good of hearin'. They released a gas that could kill you breathin' in it as fast as smokin' in it. Don't matter if it hit a tunnel with folk in it or not, gas built up and flowed into nearby tunnels. A few of the Alaska crew fellas could make it through, them McKenly brothers could chew rust into air. Only reason I made it out was because the three spent a week spittin' fresh air out into some nooks they made.
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L16-Dem: Captain, ready here.
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L16-Cap: Right, let's get back to cover.
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SCP-4894-A makes a deep, rolling chirp noise followed by the sound echoed from an indeterminate number of mechanical canaries. The sound of wings fluttering enters the feed and the video fills with bronze canaries.
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L16-Sct: Scanner's picking up sulfides!
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SCP-4894-A: Funny thing about them Factory folk. Always treated us and the earth here like we were a pair of tools. If we acted up then that was just a matter of not usin' us right. Not applyin' enough dynamite on the right vein. Not bendin' the worker's fingers back far enough when they protest. They were so busy learnin' us that it never crossed 'em to think we might be learnin' them down here.
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Camera turns towards SCP-4894-A holding a pickaxe behind its back with its bound hands. SCP-4894-A rears its body back and strikes it against the wall, creating a shower of sparks and igniting the released gasses. Feed is flung back and lands pointed towards the now blown-open door.
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Inside is a rust covered stalactite dripping a dark red liquid down into the mold for a pickaxe. One pickaxe made out of one solid piece of dark-colored iron sits in the mold. Video shakes as SCP-4894-A's feet come into view followed by the back of its left hand bearing SCP-4894's mark. SCP-4894-A pulls the blade of a pickaxe up to his bindings and cuts them. Feed turns to see L16-Com L16-Dem and L16-Sct unconscious on the mine shaft floor.
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SCP-4894-A frees its hands off camera and turns towards L16-Cap.
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SCP-4894-A: I take y'all for good folk, but I got some work to do and I reckon you won't be lettin' me about my way to do it.
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SCP-4894-A swings the pickaxe its holding down in front of the camera and severs its tether connections before turning towards the room beyond the door.
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SCP-4894-A: I really must thank you all. If it weren't fer all you folk pokin' around, I wouldn't have pegged them fellers back there for Factory. To think I was sittin' about waitin' to meet Joe and them without the job done right?
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SCP-4894-A enters the chamber and stares up at the stalactite above the mold.
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SCP-4894-A: And 'ere I thought Joe was just being poetic. Miner blood, earthen rust, all in one mold. Fer one intent and in one union. Bled out holdin' our lover, did ya Joe? It's ok, I know y'all been lonely, I'm here for you now.
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SCP-4894-A retrieves the pickaxe and swings it at the stalactite overhead where it shatters in one strike. SCP-4894-A spends 5.6 seconds staring up at where the stalactite was before turning back towards L16-Cap. SCP-4894-A walks towards and past L16-Cap while she struggles to come to a stand. Camera feed records one frame of the side of a pickaxe handle striking L16-Cap from above before cutting out to audio where a soft thud is heard.
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SCP-4894-A: A mighty tool we humans are, but I'm figurin' there's some folk still under the Factory needin' to know that. Every laborer deserves to know their union.
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Video feed reopens in front of the Gold Hill mine entrance Three hours and 47 minutes later. The members of L16 lay on the ground approximately 30 meters away from the opening. SCP-4894-A emerges from the entrance and approaches L16-Cap.
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SCP-4894-A: You look like someone I should hate. You talk like someone I should hate. You hold a gun like someone I should hate. But I don't. When I look at y'all I can't help but think of Joe. Blood on his hands from doin' his best at right in a downright wrong world. Maybe I'm just too tired for any more hate besides the malice the Factory put in me. Maybe that makes me a tool more than the Factory's brand on me. All I know about the world and myself right now is that the Factory still stands and I'm feelin' mighty useful.
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A flash comes from the mine entrance followed by a low rumble and the opening collapsing on itself. A wave of dust passes over the feed and SCP-4894-A is gone when it clears.
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Video End
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Note: PoI-44198 "Percy McDonald" is to be apprehend and brought back into Foundation custody as soon as possible.
Special Containment Procedures:Foundation Orbital Site FOS-19 is to pursue orbital synchronization with and capture of SCP-4916. If and when SCP-4916 is captured, it is to be transferred to Site-17's low-priority storage alongside subsequent resupply schedule for FOS-19.
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Foundation webcrawlers have been updated to identify and censor verifiable observations of SCP-4916 with a standard cover story of spacecraft debris.
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Description: SCP-4916 is a humanoid statue sitting on a throne with two pairs of wings spreading behind its back, consistent with Assyrian depictions of the god "Ninurta"1. It is approximately 6 meters wide, 2 meters tall, and 1 meter long, although its appearance suggest that its wings might be retractable. The outer surface of SCP-4916 consists of electrum with average 30% gold to 70% silver content ratio, but it is currently unknown if its interior matches its exterior in composition.
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SCP-4916 is irregularly orbiting Earth roughly 1,500 to 3,000 kilometers above sea level. Its wings consist of a complex weaving of electrum and are capable of producing bursts of plasma at irregular intervals. These wings are responsible for SCP-4916's irregular movement. Foundation scientists have speculated that SCP-4916's wings collect escaped hydrogen and helium from the upper atmosphere and use solar power to accelerate these gases and generate thrust, although the exact mechanism is unclear. It is currently unknown if these bursts follow a pattern, randomly generated numbers, or controlled either remotely or in-situ.
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Further analysis pending capture by FOS-19.
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Addendum 4916-A: During an unrelated excavation along the river Tigris 6.1 kilometers East South-East from Munirah, Iraq, an artifact speculated to be related to SCP-4916 was recovered by the Foundation and tentatively designated SCP-4916-1. It bears markings consistent with worship of Ninurta, whose cult centered in nearby city of Kalhu.
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SCP-4916-1 is a partially broken hollow granite pillar 15 meters tall, 4 meters in outer diameter, and 3.2 meters in inner diameter. This is consistent with the speculated dimension of SCP-4916 if its wings were folded. A pair of parallel electrum shafts are embedded to the interior wall of SCP-4916-1, secured with multiple bronze nails. One of these shafts extends skywards2, while the second shaft extends towards the ground. Analysis of these shafts reveals electrum alloy consistent with that found in SCP-4916.
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Investigation for further artifacts and/or documentation related to SCP-4916 is ongoing.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-4982 is kept in a high-security isolation chamber accessible only to Level-4 personnel and above, outfitted with a surveillance system. Due to the self-containing nature of SCP-4982-1 instances, no additional containment procedures are necessary.
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Description: SCP-4982 is a modified four-shelf mahogany bookcase carved in French-revival style. Each level is engraved with (from bottom to top) 'Id', 'Ego', 'Mort', and 'Deus', and smaller engravings identify their contents over each SCP-4982-1 instance. A large and pronounced green carving is affixed to the top-center arch of SCP-4982. The following is a computer-generated replication:
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Heavy lies the crown of knowledge,
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Bringing naught but misery.
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These tomes we cast to the darkness,
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Never to harm the Garden.
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SCP-4982-1 is the group designation for thirteen pieces of documentation of varying length, subject matter, formats and authorship. Each instance possesses individual anomalous properties. There are four instances in each shelf, save for the topmost shelf in which only one is present.
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When an instance of SCP-4982-1 is removed from SCP-4982 all shelves save for the one disturbed will shut via an unknown mechanism.1 Once shut, the compartments will not open until the removed SCP-4982-1 instance is returned. If an SCP-4982-1 instance is moved outside a 2m radius of SCP-4982, that instance will disappear and manifest in the shelf beneath its appropriate inscription.
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A list of each SCP-4982-1 instance follows, alongside its identification plaque.
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Bottom Shelf - Id
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Plaque:"Our Best Life"
+Description: Object is a 100-page plastic-bound photo memory album. It is labeled "Dad and Me". The inside of the rear cover is marked "A.C"
+Notes: The instance is missing multiple pictures throughout, but all images consistently depict an adult male and younger female2, presumably their daughter. When touched, the photos animate and play a brief loop of interactions between the photographed subjects.
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Plaque:"The Black Vault"
+Description: A single sheet of paper with the FBI logo and directions to a derelict meatpacking plant in Chicago, IL. This sheet is contained inside a manilla envelope stamped "CLASSIFIED".
+Notes: An in-depth sweep of the location has revealed a hidden vault door in the basement level of the structure, from which jazz and ragtime music can sometimes be faintly heard playing within. The door has resisted all breaching attempts to date.
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Plaque:"The Tome of Cosmic Madness"
+Description: Hardcover book titled "Star Signals".
+Notes: Properties detailed in SCP-1425 document.
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Plaque:"Money For Nothing"
+Description: Document is a bundle of checks held together by a golden clip.
+Notes: All checks are signed by 'Amos M.' and are marked for the sale of concepts including love, happiness, family, etc. None of the amounts paid exceed 200 USD.
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Third Shelf - Ego
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Plaque:"Notes on the perfection of homunculi"
+Description: Leatherbound latch journal with a faded gold-colored 'W' on its cover. No spine markings.
+Notes: Contents are written in ancient Daevite and annotated in 18th-century English. Document describes the creation of artificial humanoids, hemomancy, flesh crafting, and other related practices in extensive detail. Of note, a ritual involving the use of a child's soul in the creation of an advanced flesh golem is circled with black ink.
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Plaque:"Anathema"
+Description: Document consists of 28 copy-paper sheets bound a blue United Nations folder. The first page is titled "A Field Guide to Snake Hunting by Agent U."
+Notes: Document contains detailed information on anti-thaumatutic combat. Sections include how to identify different schools of thaumatology, instructions on neutralizing reality benders, and basic defenses against ontokinetic attack.
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Plaque: The plaque was vandalized prior to containment as to obscure the original inscription. The word "Hypocrites" is crudely carved on the surface.
+Description: A copy of Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury.
+Notes: Object possesses no additional anomalous properties.
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Second Shelf - Mort
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Plaque:"Babel"
+Description: A simply bound, white book with the phrase "Lexicon" etched on the spine.
+Notes: Document is a constantly expanding list of words, phrases, and alphabets/pictographs of extinct or previously undiscovered languages. Despite the constant addition of languages, the object does not grow in mass. Foundation Linguists have identified various dialects of Chinese, Hindi, and Native American languages. Programming languages such as COBOL, BEFLIX, ActionScript, and Object Pascal have recently been identified as appearing in the document.
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Plaque:"The Nameless"
+Description: PDF file located on an otherwise empty USB drive bearing a Foundation logo.
+Notes: Contains the names, times, and causes of death for 140,516 human subjects. No recorded names appear on Foundation databases with the exception of Agent Marion Wheeler.
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Plaque:"Seven Vows For Seven Wives"
+Description: Red-colored leather binding of indeterminate origin. Secretes a mixture of blood, human semen, and amniotic fluid while open.
+Notes: [DATA EXPUNGED]
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Plaque:"Epitaph"
+Description: Document is a papyrus scroll with a decorative wooden handle. A broken wax seal with the insignia of the now-defunct Eternal Circle covers the opening folds.
+Notes: Document contains procedures describing the processes involved in altering the universal concept of death to not affect subjects on an individual level.
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Top Shelf - Deus
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Plaque:"Godhood"
+Description: Brown leather-binding. Spine and front cover are titled "How to write a story."
+Notes: All pages of the document appear to have been removed prior to containment.
SCP-5060 as viewed from an SCP Foundation probe. SCP-5060's numerous satellites have been digitally removed.
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Item #: SCP-5060
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Object Class: Euclid
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Special Containment Procedures: Physical containment of SCP-5060 is currently impossible. As such, Foundation efforts are to be focused on the reduction of public awareness of SCP-5060.
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Foundation Operatives within the International Astronomical Union are to report on any ongoing scientific investigation into the star HD 4560. A Foundation-operated web crawler (I/O-APHRODITE) is to monitor online communities for discussions/media regarding SCP-5060. MTF Gamma-5 ("Red Herrings") is to investigate these discussions and provide needed amnesticization/cover-up on a case-by-case basis.
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Project Heimdall currently employs modified exploratory probes in order to study SCP-5060. These probes are equipped with advanced sensor suites as well as FTL propulsion systems reverse-engineered from the study of SCP-2117. Secondary mission objectives are pending approval contingent upon the inhabitants of SCP-5060 possessing interstellar travel.
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Description: SCP-5060 is a terrestrial exoplanet, roughly 0.95 times the radius and 0.9 times the mass of Earth, in orbit around the star HD 4560. The planet's atmosphere consists of carbon dioxide, nitrogen, argon, and sulfur dioxide, as determined by Foundation probes. Due to the density of the atmosphere, the planet's surface cannot be viewed via visible light from space. At the time of writing, attempts to land probes on the planet have uniformly resulted in the loss of communication with the probe upon entry of SCP-5060's atmosphere.
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SCP-5060 has an unusually high number of satellites for its size, with 1260 total as of January 2020. Each satellite is roughly spherical with an average radius of 50 km and is located within the synchronous orbit of SCP-5060. Every 15-26 years, SCP-5060 ejects or launches a new satellite via an unknown mechanism which settles into a similar orbit.1 As a result, it is believed that SCP-5060 hosts an extraterrestrial civilization of some kind.
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Examination of these satellites via Foundation probes has determined them to be composed primarily of marble, granite, and quartzite coated in a transparent polymer. Each satellite contains a central hollow chamber. Remote excavation of these chambers has uncovered thousands of ferrous spheres placed within small cavities. These spheres contain a fine powder consisting of carbon, calcium, phosphorus, and other trace elements.
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Use of Foundation probes occasionally provokes an aggressive response from SCP-5060 in the form of a 20kg ferrous slug fired at 0.1c. These attacks have the highest chance of occurring when excavation probes attempt to recover material from the satellites. To date, no probes have escaped or survived such an attack and the energy of the projectile makes later recovery impossible.
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Attempts at establishing remote radio contact with the inhabitants of SCP-5060 have been met with failure, with no forms of telecommunication broadcasts detectable on SCP-5060's surface. Proposals for additional strategies to determine the technological/biological capabilities of SCP-5060's inhabitants are currently pending review.
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Addendum: Update 03/03/2020
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At 0800 UTC Project Heimdall defense satellites detected incoming extraterrestrial bodies that proceeded to impact Earth within a period of half an hour. A series of 28 projectiles were recovered from several impact locations around the globe. These locations included:
Members of MTF Gamma-5 have been mobilized to reduce the public fallout following this barrage, with the cover story of a previously unknown meteor shower.
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Examination of these projectiles found them to be similar to the ones launched from SCP-5060 at Foundation probes. Each projectile had a hollow center and contained one of the 27 Foundation probes previously believed to have been lost in SCP-5060's atmosphere. Additionally, the 28th projectile contained an iron copy of the Voyager Golden Record in which all imagery of humans are scratched out. An additional etching is present on the record in an indecipherable script. It is unknown how the inhabitants of SCP-5060 came into possession of this object, given that neither Voyager I or II have traveled within the vicinity of SCP-5060.
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Analysis of the trajectory of the projectiles from data gathered by the Project Heimdall satellites has suggested their origin as the planet Venus. Attempts by Foundation assets to investigate the Venusian surface for potential colonies of the inhabitants of SCP-5060 have been met with similar failures as the investigation of SCP-5060, with loss of communication with probes upon entry into the Venusian atmosphere.
Updated Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5105 is currently contained at Site-01, under the direct management of the Overseer Council.
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Description: SCP-5105 is the designation for a shadow resembling the Foundation's sigil, covering a wall of the meeting room of Site-01. SCP-5105 will manifest without any need for a light source or an object to create it, and will remain on the wall regardless of the level of lighting in the room. Direct illumination aimed at SCP-5105 will cause it to vanish, however it will immediately reform as soon as the offending light source is removed.
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SCP-5105 appears to elicit an emotional response in subjects, though the extent of this is unknown. Due to concerns raised about the security of SCP-5105's location, general testing has been postponed.
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O5 Designation
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Response
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O5-1
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Disgust, along with a sudden exhaustion.
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O5-2
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Sudden sharp pains in her hands.
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O5-3
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Examined it for three minutes, then declined to comment, citing no interest.
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O5-4
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Laughter for approximately thirty seconds, which then stopped suddenly and was replaced with apprehension.
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O5-5
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Alarm.
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O5-6
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Relief, and a sensation similar to pride.
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O5-7
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Professed a reluctance to look at it for long.
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O5-8
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Contentment, which was said to feel uncomfortable.
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O5-9
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Curiosity.
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O5-10
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Nostalgia.
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O5-11
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Frustration.
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O5-12
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Began to sweat, and reported a headache.
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O5-13
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Found it of no particular interest.
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Attempts to neutralize the anomaly have failed. When the location of Site-01 was changed, SCP-5105 immediately reappeared at the new location. SCP-5105 appears to translocate itself to the primary meeting spot for two or more Overseers as soon as its previous place is abandoned. When the Overseers attempted to bypass this restriction by meeting in small individual groups, SCP-5105 reappeared at the largest gathering of Overseers.
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Discovery: SCP-5105 was first discovered by O5-5 on 21/02/2020, as they entered Site-01 for a meeting, and began to show great distress at the sight of SCP-5105. MTF Alpha-1, correctly deducing the presence of an anomaly, immediately evacuated Site-01 and escorted each Overseer to individual secondary safe locations. Alpha-1 attempted to remove SCP-5105, but was unsuccessful in doing so.
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Interviewed: O5-7
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Interviewer: O5-2
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Foreword: As O5-7 was the only Overseer not present at the date of discovery, O5-2 briefed them over a secure line to update them on events.
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<Begin Log>
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O5-2: How was Siberia?
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O5-7: Cold and frustrating. I was looking forward to returning to Command for once, then my pilot was informed of the whole debacle. Is everyone alright?
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O5-2: Mostly fine. Scattered among their safehouses while Alpha-1's trying to figure out more about this. Have you seen it yet?
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O5-7: I have not. From the preliminary file I was sent, it seems to have some pathokinetic capabilities? Was everyone exposed to it?
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O5-2: The rest of the council, and a few Alpha-1 members. Interestingly enough, it only seems to elicit a response in Overseers. Well except for Thirteen. Do you have access to Site-01's servers at the moment? I'll send you the image we took.
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O5-7: I'm an Overseer, not a D-Class. Is this wise? As far as I can see, I'm the only one unexposed to it.
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O5-2: Over the last 24 hours or so we've been scanned for every type of memetic and infohazardous anomaly there is. Forgot how much I hated memetic inoculation… Anyways, Alpha-1's determined it carries no personal risk. Just sent it.
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O5-7: Allow me a moment. Oh. I see. Can I look away from it now?
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O5-2: Getting anything?
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O5-7: There's something strange about it. My first instinct was to close the computer and throw it into the sea. Something about that image makes my skin crawl. Reminds me of my first anomaly. Just looking at it, I could tell there was something inherently wrong in its makeup…. I'm closing the file now.
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O5-2: Gotcha. I'll put down a "Professed a reluctance to look at it for long…" Thank you.
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O5-7: I'm not sure what that will give us, but I'm glad I could help. What emotions did it elicit in you?
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O5-2: I… had these stabbing pains in my wrists. Just like… well, never mind.
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O5-7: Ah. I can see why One would be so interested in sniffing out the truth behind this. Are you alright, my dear?
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O5-2: I'll be fine. The sooner we're done with this, the better. I'll catch you when your plane arrives.
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<End Log>
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The origins of SCP-5105 are unknown. No known anomaly has been recorded within 100 km of Site-01 that has the capability to affect the location. No groups of interest on record are known to possess credible knowledge of Site-01's location.
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Post-Investigation Interview: SCP-5105
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Interviewed: O5-13
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Interviewer: O5-1
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<Begin Log>
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O5-1: Any luck?
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O5-13: No. Nothing solid, at least. Wasn't the Chaos Insurgency, or the anartists, or even ORIA… Whoever, or whatever it is, they somehow managed to sneak an anomaly into Command without tripping a single alarm.
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[O5-1 sighs.]
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O5-1: I suppose that's rather flattering, that such an impeccable infiltrator took an interest in us. Of course it begs the question, why do it at all?
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O5-13: Intimidation, I suppose. If they managed to get in here, they could be anywhere they want to be. Any other site on the planet would be like tearing open a wet paper bag in comparison.
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O5-1: If that was the goal, I can think of a million things more intimidating. Our severed heads, for one. Or an armed bomb. They could've wiped out decades worth of classified data.
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O5-13: I've had Alpha-1 double and triple checking our digital security. It seems like nothing's been touched, oddly enough. So whoever they were, they didn't steal anything. So it appears to be some sort of political statement, oddly enough.
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O5-1: A shadow on the wall.
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O5-1 turns on a flashlight, aiming it at SCP-5105, which vanishes.
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O5-1: Every test we've been able to conclude is that it's just that; a shadow. No humes disparity, or akiva radiation, or unusual EVE particle transmission to speak of. Just… a shadow. And in the perfect shape of our very own sigil.
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Except whenever I shine a light at it, it vanishes. Funny thing is, this shouldn't actually do anything. A regular shadow doesn't care if the light's from the bulbs overhead or my flashlight straight on, it'll just vanish. Which seems to suggest it can react to direct observation, interestingly. Take a look.
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O5-1 leaves the room, returning shortly with a ladder. Climbing the ladder, they aim the flashlight at a direct angle from in front of the overhead lights. SCP-5105 vanishes again
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O5-1: See? Before, the shadow was fine. Now that it has a direct observer, it vanishes again.
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O5-1 clicks off their flashlight and climbs off the ladder.
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O5-1: You said that you felt nothing looking at it. Why is that?
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O5-13: How should I know? It's not as if I engineered this little curiosity. It's just a blank slate for me. Yes, I can recognize it's anomalous. Yes, I recognize that it's potentially dangerous and should not be here. But beyond what my experience as an Overseer tells me… I feel nothing. It's just a shadow. Why do you feel disgust?
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O5-1: I have no idea. I just do. I've seen that image millions of times, on every slip of paperwork that's ever crossed my desk since we designed that little thing. I like the design, of course, we wouldn't have it if I didn't. Two wanted to go with something a little more elaborate, but I managed to persuade her…
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O5-13: Relief, Laughter, Nostalgia… and then there’s me. Nothing. I wonder why that is. We'll have to do some more testing in the future, try and find someone who's susceptible to this effect aside from us.
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O5-1: Good luck convincing the rest to allow so much as a housefly in here. You know Five's half convinced that you smuggled this in here? Had a very delightful chat with him about it.
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O5-13: Honestly, I think it's far more likely this was a freak occurrence. We've had stranger things happen before. That sneeze five years ago, for instance.
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O5-1: Hmm. It's possible, I suppose. But look around us. We're in Command right now. Do you know how many SRA's there are just underneath this table? Statistically speaking, it's the least likely spot for an anomaly to ever spontaneously form. We're in the eye of the storm here.
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O5-13: Perhaps it's intentional. What's the saying? 'Nature abhors a vacuum.' Perhaps this is our comeuppance for all our years sequestered in Site-01, our little sanctuary of Reality Anchors and Red Right Hands. A shadow on the wall, to remind us we're not as invincible as we think we are.
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O5-1: I've rarely heard of anomalies making room for artistic interpretation. I thought you said it wasn't the anartists?
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O5-13: No, not like that. Think about it. Sitting here, making decisions every day that result in people dying, while we sit safely tucked away miles from any danger? It dehumanizes us.
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O5-1: No one forced your hand to accept this role.
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O5-13: It's just… take today. I've just signed an order authorizing the procurement of forty new D-Class Personnel from twelve American prisons. I won't ever see them die, or have to feed and shelter them, they're letters and figures on a page for me. When was the last time you were within spitting distance of an anomaly, not counting [REDACTED]?
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O5-1: …Fuck you, Thirteen.
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O5-13: I didn't mean to offend.
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O5-1: You most certainly did.
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[O5-1 and O5-13 sit in silence.]
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O5-1: So. You're convinced that this is some sort of anomalous Sword of Damocles, to remind us we're not invincible?
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O5-13: Well I might have framed it a little differently, but yes. And I hate to point it out, but I was the only one unaffected by this. Perhaps I'm the only one with an unbiased view.
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O5-1: Hmm.
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[O5-1 and O5-13 remain sitting at the table.]
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O5-13: Rest of the council should be coming shortly. Should we just tell them to carry on as usual?
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O5-1: You're the one convinced that it's a message for us. If so, perhaps we shouldn't ignore it. We'll do what we always do.
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O5-13: Which is?
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O5-1 clicks on their flashlight again, causing SCP-5105 to vanish.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5118 is kept in a canine containment chamber on Site-65, furnished with a pet bed and a chew toy.1 SCP-5118 is given a constant supply of fresh water and three meals per day consisting of dry kibble. Interaction with SCP-5118 is strictly limited to testing purposes.
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Description: SCP-5118 is a Class I Reality Bender. SCP-5118 has demonstrated the ability to manifest and demanifest objects at will, as well as alter its own physiology. SCP-5118 currently resembles an adult Golden Retriever.
On 08/18/2019, MTF Gate-1 ("Umpires") was dispatched to Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, disguised as citizens following several reports describing suspected alterations to reality. MTF Gate-1 was equipped with remote video and audio equipment for communication with Dr. Williams back at Site-65.
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[Extraneous conversations removed.]
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MTF-Alpha: Alright, we're here. What exactly are we looking for again?
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Dr. Williams: Reality disturbances. From the most recent report we've intercepted, it sounds like we're dealing with a Class I.
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MTF-Alpha: Any visual description or location?
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Dr. Williams: Last known location was near Hyde Park. A young adult male humanoid. Probably still is if it hasn't gotten the hang of things yet.
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MTF-Alpha: Alright, let's head over there.
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The MTF travels by foot towards Hyde Park. Several groups of civilians are seen loitering around the area.
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MTF-Gamma: It's gonna be a hard one to sp-
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MTF-Alpha: Pause.
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MTF-Alpha points towards a bench a few hundred yards away. A young adult male is sitting on the bench and eating a chocolate bar from the wrapper.
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MTF-Beta: What? I don't see anything.
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The male on the bench finishes his chocolate bar, crumples the wrapper in one hand, and demanifests it.
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MTF-Beta: Well, shit. Confirming visual of target.
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Dr. Williams: Copy. Do not engage yet. Follow the protocol.
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MTF-Alpha: Got it. Beta, go left. Gamma, take the right. Establish a visual perimeter.
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The MTF splits off in separate directions, surrounding SCP-5118 at a distance. During the maneuver, SCP-5118 manifests a object resembling a small vine of grapes and bites into one before cursing and demanifesting the object.
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MTF-Gamma: No way… Did you guys see that?
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MTF-Beta: The plastic fruit? Yeah.
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MTF-Gamma: That was… weird.
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SCP-5118 manifests a bottle of Dazza's brand cola but struggles to untwist the cap. The subject demanifests the cap along with the top half of the bottle, spilling the beverage on itself before taking a sip.
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MTF-Alpha: Class I confirmed.
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Dr. Williams: Please proceed.
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MTF-Alpha motions to the other task force members, and the three of them begin to move towards SCP-5118. The subject briefly looks up and notices MTF-Alpha walking towards it. The subject glances behind itself, notices the other two agents heading in its direction and proceeds to flee.
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MTF-Alpha: It's noticed us. Go, go, go!
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The three MTF members give chase. SCP-5118 quickly stops, turns around, and holds one of its hands out. A short brick wall suddenly manifests in front of the subject, though it topples over before SCP-5118 starts running again.
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MTF-Beta: Watch the debris, go around it!
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The agents easily overcome the pile of bricks and continue chasing SCP-5118. As it flees, it points towards a large tree and pulls its arm back. The tree shakes and some loose leaves fall, but nothing else occurs.
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MTF-Gamma: Did it just try to-?
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MTF-Alpha: Keep running! Don't lose it!
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The agents begin closing the distance between themselves and SCP-5118. The subject looks back panically and swipes its arm perpendicular to the agents. A strong gust of wind suddenly knocks down MTF-Beta, but also SCP-5118.
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MTF-Alpha: Now! Quick!
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MTF-Alpha and MTF-Gamma move full-sprint towards the subject as it tries to regain its footing. SCP-5118 tries crawling away from the agents and, as it does, metamorphoses into its current form. Rather than continuing to flee, however, the subject instead ran towards the agents and displayed behavior identical to that of a baseline domesticated dog.2 SCP-5118 was contained without any further incidents and transferred to Site-65.
On 09/17/2019, several attempts were made to coax SCP-5118 back into a humanoid form so that communication may be established with it.
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Results
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Verbal Prompting
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Dr. Williams spoke to SCP-5118 through the loudspeaker of its chamber and asked it to "change back into a human so that we can talk".
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Upon hearing Dr. Williams on the loudspeaker, the subject perked its ears and tail upwards. SCP-5118 began sniffing the floor of the chamber in an attempt to find the source of the voice.
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Audio Stimulation
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A single tone of 37,000 Hz was played through the loudspeaker.
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SCP-5118 began howling loudly. The tone was turned off after approximately a minute, and SCP-5118 exhibited no further changes in behavior.
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Physical Stimulation
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A 1500-volt shock collar was placed on the subject and activated at the discretion of Dr. Williams.
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SCP-5118 was shocked once. The subject vocalized a yelp and ran to the opposite side of the room with its tail between its legs.
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Foundation Intervention
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A Scranton Reality Anchor was set up beneath SCP-5118's chamber.
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Upon activation, SCP-5118 did not react whatsoever.
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Following the above tests, several brain-imaging scans were performed on SCP-5118, including a CT and MRI. The results displayed no abnormalities from the brain of a regular baseline Golden Retriever. It is currently believed that during its encounter with MTF Gate-1, SCP-5118 altered its own psychology to that of a baseline dog due to its inexperience with its anomalous abilities. As a result, SCP-5118 is pending reclassification to "Neutralized".
Fig 1.1. Times Square prior to the manifestation of SCP-5176.
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Provisional Outpost-86/Site-35
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Dr. John Percles
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Dr. Jason Bumont
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Fig 1.2. The sole Little Caesars franchise located near Times Square, New York: the epicenter of the SCP-5176 manifestation.
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Special Containment Procedures: While SCP-5176 is virtually imperceivable to baseline humans, current Foundation efforts regarding the anomaly are targeted at obscuring SCP-5176 from the minority of individuals possessing the prerequisites which would permit interaction with it.
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Class-3 Vectronic Meme Counters (VMCs)1 fashioned in a way to blend in with their environments have been established within SCP-5176's area of effect to constantly monitor the antimemetic resistance indexes of all humans within the area. Should an individual with a resistance level at or exceeding 4.5 AMQs be present, an automated system has been configured to alert Foundation field operatives within Provisional Outpost-862 — wherein they can be removed from the location in addition to being administered amnestics when deemed appropriate.
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Description: SCP-5176 designates an anomalous transfigurative event affecting Times Square in Manhattan, New York. Beginning on March 15th, 2020, over the course of 5 days, all structures within the area were converted into a conglomerative superstructure possessing Greco Roman architecture and features correlating to the Little Caesars Pizza3 brand.
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SCP-5176 is comprised primarily of structural items/materials emblazoned with Little Caesars' branding, orange and white coloration, and food products produced by the company. For example: a common item found within SCP-5176 are fountains made entirely of 'Crazy Bread' and cycle a liquified cheese substance in lieu of water. In general, the complex is reminiscent of palaces constructed during the height of the Roman Empire.
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While expansive, SCP-5176 itself is self-concealing. The anomaly possesses a mild antimemetic filter rendering humans with an antimemetic resistance level of less than 4.5 incapable of perceiving the anomalous qualities that have since overcome the locale.
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Presently, it is the belief that the manifestation of SCP-5176 is a result of an ontokinetic entity hereafter regarded as SCP-5176-1. It is theorized to be located within a former Little Caesars franchise in the center of SCP-5176: the apparent structure from which the viral spread of SCP-5176 originated from. As of this writing, no further knowledge pertaining to this entity is available.
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Fig 1.3. Mr. Barker upon initial recovery by Foundation agents.
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Discovery: SCP-5176 was discovered by Foundation operatives embedded within local law enforcement after George Barker, a homeless individual living in the area, began a rampage throughout Times Square. He claimed that the government had 'been co-conspiring with the Capitalists and Big Pizza' in an attempt to strip individuals of economic mobility and freedom. After being admitted to a local psychiatric facility for evaluation, it was discovered that the man did not suffer from any discernible mental ailments. Because of this, Foundation field agents became aware of this and began an investigation; upon analysis of the area via the use of a GAD,4 the anomalous attributes of SCP-5176 were discovered, and containment protocols were enacted.
Foreword: On 3/30/20, attempts to contact SCP-5176-1 in its believed location was approved by Site-35's Directional Command as further research determined that SCP-5176-1's reality-altering abilities were not potent enough to cause widespread devastation should the entity become hostile during the encounter.
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To accomplish this, Agent Jackson Walker, a specialist in dealing with ontokinetic and spectral anomalies with an antimemetic resistance of 5.0, was assigned to carry out the mission.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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[Agent Walker is visible performing routine checks on his equipment outside of the designated entrance: a marble archway with columns connected at both sides. "Little Caesars Hot And Ready" is painted upon the keystone. Gold leafing is present at various points around the visible portion of the complex.]
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WALKER: Check, check. Alright. Command, everything's in order. Am I clear to begin insertion?
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COMMAND: Everything seems good to go on our end. Readings from the Kant Counters show the local Humes to be only slightly above baseline. Let's hope it stays that way. You're clear to proceed.
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WALKER: Affirmative. Beginning entry now.
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[Upon initial entry by Agent Walker, there are carvings seen in the pale-grey stone walls depicting a masculine, short statured individual with numerous lacerations staring down on a scene of ruin; environment seems to be topographically similar to the Italian peninsula. After the insinuation of a long period of time, the same figure, crying, stares at broken tapestries and buildings. The final tapestry, showing the apparent life of the individual, is engulfed mostly in what appears to be cheese.]
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[12 minutes of extraneous traversal removed.]
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WALKER: Command, looks like we've got something.
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COMMAND: You should be nearing SCP-5176-1's locale. Continue with caution.
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WALKER:(Whisper) Got it.
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[The agent moves forward in the corridor which empties out into an elaborate throne room. The walls are lined with globules of a glowing, semi-solid substance connected to individual breadsticks — keeping the room lit. In the far corner of the room, a humanoid figure is vaguely visible. As the agent moves closer, it is revealed to be masculine in build, and comprised entirely of a substance visually identical to Little Caesars' Pretzel Crust Pizza. It wears a toga made of shredded cardboard, and its face displays a look of discontentment. The being is looking out of a makeshift window at another portion of the structure; it does not immediately notice the agent.]
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WALKER: Umm… hello?
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[Agent Walker gestures slightly to get the entity's attention without startling it.]
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SCP-5176-1: Ah- g— for the life of Zeus… you've frightened me. What business do you have in my holy quarters, child?
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WALKER: My deepest apologies. I've come to ask about… all of this. What is it for?
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[Agent Walker gestures his hands towards to room at large.]
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[The entity sighs.]
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SCP-5176-1: It's what's left of my legacy. I used to rule over a vast empire, you know? Far and wide, everyone adored me. I was proclaimed a hero; I protected my people, threw them bread, everything. Until… it all ended so, so early.
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WALKER: I see. And… what exactly does this have to do with 'Little Caesars'? Why have you created this place the way it is-
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SCP-5176-1: I wasn't finished speaking!
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WALKER: …
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SCP-5176-1: Not even after my body had grown cold, they'd started to twist and corrupt my name and my image. Everyone made a mockery of me for centuries. They made crude jokes and puns about me: a once-great ruler. I thought it couldn't get worse, and then those two fools created "Little Caesars Pizza." That… abomination. How dare they take the title of Caesar and use it to promote their grossly priced "Pizza"?! I mean, look at me! Pretzel Crust?! What kind of caloric debauchery is this madness?! Not only that, but have you ever actually placed that foul rubbish into your mouth?
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WALKER: I can't say I have, Mr… Caesar.
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SCP-5176-1: Oh, then let me tell you! The cheese is stringer than rope and doesn't melt in the slightest, the sauce tastes of watered-down ketchup, and the crust! Oh, the crust: it tastes not like cardboard, worse than it! I'd rather indulge in consumption of shoes than the trash they sell for $5.00. Certainly, nothing to adorn with the title of 'Caesar'! Quite frankly, this whole thing makes me sick.
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I got murdered by 23 assailants… and this is how I go down in the minds of the masses: just a damn fast-food mascot. They could have at least named something good after me…
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WALKER: Wow, I… really don't know what to say. I'm sorry to hear about your afterlife going up in flames like… that. If you really want to have something better named after you, I think I may be able to help, so long as you promise me one thing…
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[END LOG]
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Afterword: Shortly after the conclusion of SCP-5176-1's monologue, Agent Walker was able to calm the entity under the promise that he would create a new dish in its name according to its tastes in exchange that it de-manifest from the physical plane. Upon being informed that a salad had just been named after it that was widely popular and would bring about the fall of the Little Caesars chain,5 SCP-5176-1 along with SCP-5176 de-manifested entirely.
Special Containment Procedures: The former residence of Eve and Hannah Fitzgerald has been purchased, and is to remain under observation. Access is prohibited — unauthorized entry is considered high-priority for interdiction.
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Local investigations into missing person cases are to be monitored, reviewed, and flagged for markers consistent with SCP-5344. Law enforcement agencies are to be dissuaded from pursuing these cases.
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Weekly surveys are to be conducted of local insect populations. Any significant increase is to be reported to the acting Containment Director immediately. Significant increases in the population of insects within the Lampyridae family are to be additionally reported to the North American Regional Director.
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Description: SCP-5344 is a region of approximately 1.13 km2 that encompasses a residential zone within the Chicago suburb of Elmhurst, Illinois. SCP-5344 is centered on SCP-5344-1, a single-story house located at 1005 Townshead Rd., 60106.
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SCP-5344-1 is the childhood home of Elaine Fitzgerald, who occupied SCP-5344-1 from her birth in 1991 to her departure in 2011. Local records indicate that her parents (Eve and Hannah Fitzgerald) occupied the house from 1984 to 2015. No known relatives of Ms. Fitzgerald are currently alive.
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Ms. Fitzgerald does not recall any unusual phenomenon occurring during her residency, nor during her infrequent visits afterwards. Surveys of neighboring homes prior to their seizure provided no relevant information. No other individuals have occupied SCP-5344-1 since the deaths of Eve and Hannah Fitzgerald. Exhumations of SCP-5344-1's previous residents, as well as Ms. Fitzgerald's extended family, have uncovered nothing of note.
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As of 2020, SCP-5344 has been associated with 206 disappearances, with SCP-5344-1 linked to over half of these incidents.
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Addendum 5344-A (Exploration and Analysis Summary):
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Interior of SCP-5344-1.
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Ms. Fitzgerald's room was scrutinized due to her status as the sole surviving resident of SCP-5344-1. This space contained only standard furnishings and one binder of childhood artwork. Its contents were analyzed by Foundation-employed child psychologists and determined to contain no unusual themes, symbolism, or subtext. The artwork was subsequently destroyed at Ms. Fitzgerald's request.
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All other objects within SCP-5344-1 were evaluated according to standard classification metrics. The home's above-average number of crematory urns were flagged for further testing. Their removal from SCP-5344 failed to affect its size, location, or intensity. When queried, Ms. Fitzgerald noted attending a large number of funerals throughout her childhood in increasingly distant locations.
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Mounds of soil behind SCP-5344-1 were scanned with ground-penetrating equipment, then excavated. A variety of roots, loose stones, and other mundane objects were found within. Elevated levels of insect life were noted throughout all soil samples. These insects uniformly refused to eat when introduced to controlled laboratory conditions and subsequently expired.
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Crawl space beneath SCP-5344-1.
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The crawl space beneath SCP-5344-1 was investigated via SII autonomous mapping drones. This area was found to be unusually extensive, containing several dead-ends, looping passages, and piping of uncertain purpose. Three locations were identified in which a consistent 56 dB hum could be heard. Harmonic analyses suggested the noise to be biological in origin, though sources could not be identified.
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SII drones were further employed to examine HVAC systems. Interior ventilation networks exhibited similar complexity, including branches that emerged into spaces not listed on the structure's filed blueprints. When queried, Ms. Fitzgerald denied knowledge of the rooms in question. Investigators subsequently bored holes through adjoining walls for preliminary analysis, then cut entryways.
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Five rooms were discovered through this process. None contained any observable means of entry or egress. All were furnished with one light bulb attached directly to the house's electrical wiring and one wooden chair. The walls and floors of three rooms were found stained with dark, unidentified fluids. All rooms contained photography equipment manufactured in 1991. No photographs were found within SCP-5344-1.
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All unlisted rooms were found to connect with the attic through plastic tubing systems. While preliminary analysis of the attic had discovered nothing notable, thorough examination uncovered five floor panels that concealed metal basins. The basins were found stained with similar fluids. Other attic contents included 6 empty aquariums, 23 empty paint cans, and 134 metal screws of varying make. Extensive scuff marks across the floor could not be matched with any of these items.
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A sixth concealed basin was found to connect with Eve and Hannah Fitzgerald's bedroom through similar tubing, which prompted reevaluation of their living space. This process reached similar results. No unusual items were discovered within. No items were arranged in unusual patterns. No journals, diaries, or letters belonging to either individual were found. No notes of a personal nature were found.
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This investigation is considered complete and inconclusive. SCP-5344 containment efforts are ongoing.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-535 is to be kept in a secure storage room at Site ██. Standard positive-action defenses (explosive, chemical, biological, and memetic) are to be in place at all times, according to standard operating procedure. SCP-535 itself is to be placed in its own containment unit, a soundproofed lead-lined steel box of dimensions 4m x 4m x 4m and of thickness no less than 5cm at all points. SCP-535 is secured to a pedestal in its containment unit such that it is positioned in the centre of the box. No memetic-based SCPs are to come into contact with SCP-535. No liquid is to come into contact with SCP-535 except under controlled testing circumstances; to facilitate this, the containment unit should be sealed and contain backup dehumidification apparatus. SCP-535 should not be handled directly except under controlled testing circumstances. If the need to handle SCP-535 arises, it should only be performed by one personnel of level 3 clearance or higher, with no other individuals present in the immediate area and with mechanical apparatus to prevent being within 1m of SCP-535.
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SCP-535 is not to come in contact with other anomalies associated with information transfer, such as SCP-606.
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Description: SCP-535 appears to be an ordinary 250mL borosilicate glass laboratory beaker. It was recovered from an abandoned storage facility in ██████████, USA. SCP-535's origin has been traced to a glassware factory in ████████████ owned by the ██████████ Corporation. Save its manufacture of SCP-535, no evidence of any extranormal activity has been found in relation to said factory or corporation.
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All liquid touching the inner surface of SCP-535 will immediately transform into a pale, translucent liquid of viscosity 1.511 cP (approximately the viscosity of mercury) from hereon designated as SCP-535-1. Other forms of matter are not affected. Analysis of SCP-535-1 has revealed that it is composed of approximately 36% water; however, the remaining 64% encompasses 14 previously unknown substances. It is fit for human consumption (disregarding the non-chemical effects of SCP-535) and produces no visible reactions. When SCP-535-1 is poured out of SCP-535 and comes into contact with a solid or liquid surface, it instantaneously evaporates, leaving no discernible trace.
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When various forms of information storage or transmission comes within 1m of SCP-535-1, SCP-535-1 will 'activate' and change colour depending on the nature of the source. The following colours have been observed;
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Red - all digital media (computers, compact discs etc.)
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Orange - radio waves
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Yellow - sound waves
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Lime green - photographic film
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Blue - text and physical visual imagery (the precise hue of blue has been observed to change depending on the medium the text or images are transcribed on)
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Purple - magnetic tape
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White - the human brain
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Black - [DATA EXPUNGED]
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Analysis of activated SCP-535-1 shows it to be chemically identical to inactivated SCP-535-1.
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SCP-535-1 appears to 'absorb' information from its surroundings. If activated SCP-535-1 is poured out of SCP-535, it will subsequently 'transmit' the data it has contained to whatever it lands on, if it is compatible in some way. For example, if activated SCP-535-1 comes into contact with a computer and is then poured onto a different computer, the information from the first computer will be copied to the second. If activated SCP-535-1 was poured onto any non-digital device in this case, there would be no effect. In both situations SCP-535-1 would evaporate and disappear. The amount of SCP-535-1 utilised appears to have no effect, and multiple 'transmissions' of data can be made by conserving the contents of SCP-535. Pouring activated SCP-535-1 on the device which initially activated it has no effect.
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The various forms of electromagnetic waves able to activate SCP-535-1 will be retransmitted to the surroundings regardless of the object SCP-535-1 is poured on.
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Physical text and images will be transcribed onto any solid surface in the areas where SCP-535-1 is poured onto (note that text displayed on a digital screen is considered digital media rather than print). This is invariably in the same medium the text was originally written in. Any large collection of text is usually unreadable, as it is resized to fit inside the area in contact with SCP-535-1 and only a relatively small amount of SCP-535-1 is available at any one time due to SCP-535's small size.
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When a living human comes within range of SCP-535-1, SCP-535-1 turns white. However, human memories and thoughts are not retransmitted with the same efficiency as other information. The effects of pouring active white SCP-535-1 onto another person are highly unpredictable. In benign situations, the subject may acquire a minor fact or memory. Far more common, however, is mental illness, including but not limited to schizophrenia, dissociative identity disorder, severe anxiety or generalised hallucinations. Schizophasia is also a common effect. In the most extreme cases coma followed by death may occur. So far no pattern has been discerned as to the potential effects of active white SCP-535-1. Further testing with caution is warranted.
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The mental contents of other beings do not affect SCP-535-1, with the exception of [DATA EXPUNGED] resulting in [DATA EXPUNGED]
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Addendum: Dr. ██████████ has suggested using the replicative properties of SCP-535 with regards to physical media to reproduce substances of value to the Foundation. This proposal has been approved by O5-2 and preliminary experimentation has been scheduled.
Special Containment Procedures: A large plot 2km south of Site-19 has been converted into a makeshift stunt arena, and fitted with a number of ramps, loops, and disused vehicles. Several fire jets have also been installed as a reward for SCP-5376's continued good behavior in containment. Once every 14 days, SCP-5376 is to be escorted to this area by an armed security detachment and supplied with a dirtbike. For the following four hours, SCP-5376 is permitted to drive, crash and perform stunts on all of the supplied equipment. Security staff are only to intervene in the event SCP-5376 attempts to escape. Following this duration, SCP-5376 is to be re-escorted back to its cell in Site-19's Keter Wing.
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Since the implementation of current containment procedures three months ago, SCP-5376 has not detonated.
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Description: SCP-5376 is a humanoid entity resembling a corpse in an advanced state of putrefaction. It has not displayed any awareness of this fact. Its skin is rotting and peeling, with bone visible in large patches across its body. Significant portions of flesh have come detached from its head, rendering its mandible completely exposed and one eye dangerously close to falling out of its socket. Despite this, SCP-5376 is sapient, mobile, reasonably intelligent, and able to communicate with researchers. SCP-5376 is clothed in a replica of famed American stuntsman Evel Knievel's signature outfit, a white motorcycle suit decorated with blue bars and white stars. SCP-5376 self-identifies as "Turbo Thompson".
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Defying most mundane understandings of physics, SCP-5376 is constantly accruing potential energy, regardless of changes in mass, gravity, or elevation. This buildup is slow but cumulative; after significant energy has been built up, any small movement taken by SCP-5376 carries the risk of releasing all the pent-up energy at once. This typically results in a large explosion, leaving SCP-5376 unharmed but completely decimating its surroundings. Through poorly understood means, allowing SCP-5376 to perform stunts in an automotive vehicle quickly and efficiently vents this energy relatively safely.
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SCP-5376 was initially discovered at a motorcycle stunt show in rural Georgia following parallel reports of a reanimated corpse wandering the densely-packed show and reports of a figure threatening violence to be allowed into the show.
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MEMBERS:
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Agent Sarah MacCullough
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SCP-5376
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«BEGIN LOG»
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[Agent SARAH MACCULLOUGH approaches SCP-5376 through the crowd, at the ticketing stand of the show. All other civilians are standing a distance from it, several clutching their noses. SCP-5376 is engaged in a heated argument with RUDY BELLINGS, the clerk at the ticketing stand. The visor of its helmet is lowered, obscuring its face.]
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SCP-5376: I told you already, bub. I wanna participate! In the show!
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BELLINGS: And I told you that we don't just allow any random schmuck in. All these guys have been registered for months and they're trained professionals. I don't even know who you are.
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SCP-5376: A shame. For I am the great…
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[SCP-5376 pauses for dramatic effect before striking a pose, startling BELLINGS.]
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SCP-5376:TURBO THOMPSON!
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[Distantly, an electric guitar riff plays.]
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MACCULLOUGH: What the hell?
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BELLINGS: I have literally never heard of you before.
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SCP-5376: Seriously, bub? What, do you live under a rock? They let fuckin' anyone run the ticketing stands nowadays. Anyway, don't you worry your pretty little bald head about any of that. Just give me the ticket, and…
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BELLINGS: Dude, fuck off!
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[Agent MACCULLOUGH approaches from behind and grasps SCP-5376's shoulder.]
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MACCULLOUGH: Sir, I'm gonna need you to come with me.
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BELLINGS: Jesus, finally.
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[SCP-5376 peers through his visor]
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SCP-5376: … agent?
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MACCULLOUGH:[Visibly startled] I- what?
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SCP-5376: Are you my agent? My talent agent?
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MACCULLOUGH: … Yes. That's me. You should come with me, get out of here. This is small potatoes stuff, y'know.
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SCP-5376: Aha! Right you are, agent! But though I wish I could ditch this classic Southern - [leans in] seriously, I've crash landed into genepools bigger than the one here [leans out] - carnival and fair, I promised these fine people a show, and a show they shall get! A performer never abandons the stage, you know.
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MACCULLOUGH: This is a weeklong event, come with me and I'll make sure you're all booked up for a slot tomorrow.
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SCP-5376: This is why I hired you, you're so proactive. But I'm afraid I can't wait that long. I, uh, need to perform. Like, uh, now.
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MACCULLOUGH: Well, there's a motorcycle in the parking lot, we can just-
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[SCP-5376 twitches.]
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SCP-5376: Oh God.
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MACCULLOUGH: What?
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SCP-5376: It's about to happen.
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MACCULLOUGH: What is?
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SCP-5376: Y'know, the uh, the thing. The thing. You're gonna wanna take cover.
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MACCULLOUGH:[Shouting] Everybody back, stand back!
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SCP-5376: Damnit, I really thought I would be able to control it this ti-
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SCP-5376 detonating.
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Following this, SCP-5376 spontaneously detonated in a large explosion. Due to Agent MacCullough's actions, no civilians were seriously harmed, and all witnesses were amnesticized. SCP-5376 was placed into containment and transported to a temporary holding chamber outside of Site-19 pending a containment analysis. Due to SCP-5376's apparent familiarity with Agent MacCullough, she was chosen to conduct the necessary interview.
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MEMBERS:
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SCP-5376
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«BEGIN LOG»
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MACCULLOUGH: Hello, SCP-5376.
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SCP-5376:SCP-5376? Are you still calling me by my case number? I know you have a lot of clients, but I think we know each other well enough by now to use our names.
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[Command instructs MACCULLOUGH to maintain the ruse.]
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MACCULLOUGH: Right. Thompson.
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SCP-5376: Not just Thompson…
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[SCP-5376 strikes a pose.]
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SCP-5376:TURBO THOMPSON!
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[Distantly, an electric guitar riff plays.]
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MACCULLOUGH: Where did that come from?
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SCP-5376: No idea, it's just always happened.
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MACCULLOUGH: Okay then. It's, uh, it's been a minute, right?
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SCP-5376: Sure has. I almost thought you'd abandoned me for a second there, for some new schmuck client. Some one-trick pony. Maybe a literal pony. Maybe it can dance. Sing, too. But I had faith, and you came through. Thank you, agent.
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MACCULLOUGH: I'd never ditch a client.
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SCP-5376: You're a real professional. I do have some questions, though.
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MACCULLOUGH: So do I. How about this, I answer one of your questions, you answer one of mine.
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SCP-5376: A game! I love games! Yes yes yes yes. You start.
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MACCULLOUGH: Alright. Refresh my memory: where'd you come from, again?
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SCP-5376: Jacksonville.
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MACCULLOUGH: … No, I meant-
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SCP-5376: Too late! My turn! Okay… where the hell am I?
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MACCULLOUGH: It's…. my talent agency. Stars, Casting, and…. Production. Incorporated.
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SCP-5376: Oh, no shit? Wow, you've really stepped things up, this place is swanky. Air conditioning, actual furniture, the whole nine yards. Diggity dang.
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MACCULLOUGH: Thank you.
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SCP-5376: And you wanted to show it off to your favorite client, huh?
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MACCULLOUGH: …. yes.
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SCP-5376: You can't tell because of the visor, but I'm blushing.
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MACCULLOUGH: Yeah, speaking of the visor. Could you lift it up?
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SCP-5376: Anything for my favorite agent!
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[SCP-5376 lifts up its visor, exposing its rotten and peeling face. MACCULLOUGH momentarily reels from the stench.]
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MACCULLOUGH: Oh God, that reeks-
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SCP-5376: Thank you!
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MACCULLOUGH: Yeah… you look just how I remember you.
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SCP-5376: Suit's new, though. Sexy, right? But you do look a little different. Did you get a perm? Nose job?
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MACCULLOUGH: Among other things.
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SCP-5376: I like it. So, next question, when's my next show?
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MACCULLOUGH: Er, what?
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SCP-5376: Y'know, I thought we were gonna go back to old times. Just the two of us, roadtripping across the States, you booking shows, me wowing the crowd, then you robbing the venues while I wowed the crowd. Good times.
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MACCULLOUGH: I… don't think we can do that anymore. I have responsibilities, y'know. With the agency.
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[SCP-5376 slumps.]
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SCP-5376: Oh. Dang.
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MACCULLOUGH: But we'll definitely make sure you get some shows to play. For sure.
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[SCP-5376 straightens.]
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SCP-5376: I'd like that.
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MACCULLOUGH: So, next question. What's, uh, what's with the explosions?
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SCP-5376: Oh yeah, you've never actually seen one. Well, until now. Yeah, stunts are my calling. My life, my purpose.
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MACCULLOUGH: Wait, you're not alive tho-
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SCP-5376: No interrupting! Also rude. Anyway, when I don't fulfill my calling, I get so restless. Like an itch you can't scratch. And it just keeps building up until I explode. Literally.
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MACCULLOUGH: But so long as you can still do stunts, you're fine.
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SCP-5376: Hells yeah, baby. Showman for life. And past.
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[SCP-5376 thumps its chest.]
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SCP-5376: I'm the best at what I do, baby. Keep making sure I get into shows and you'll never have to deal with my little moments again. Although…
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MACCULLOUGH: Although?
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SCP-5376: See, just being outside and walking around and shit helps me deal with the itch. Doesn't get rid of it, but helps me deal with it. But you've had me indoors, sitting down for like a week now. That's basically cruel and unusual punishment.
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MACCULLOUGH: We'll move you to a cel- suite where you can stretch your legs momentarily.
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SCP-5376: Yeah, thanks. But… for now, I, uh. You might wanna get back.
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MACCULLOUGH: Oh, goddammit.
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SCP-5376 detonating.
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Following this interview, SCP-5376 detonated, destroying the temporary holding cell it was contained in. However, it did not try to escape. Agent MacCullough and all other personnel also survived unharmed. Shortly after, SCP-5376's recreational stunt area was constructed and it was moved into a permanent cell in a bomb-proofed chamber of Site-19's Keter Wing equipped with exercise and activity equipment.
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SCP-5376 was introduced to its recreational area and familiarized with the equipment. It repeatedly requested to be allowed to perform for an audience. This course of action was approved by the Site Director, and a 'show' was scheduled for an audience of off-duty personnel.
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TIMELINE
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12:30: Gates open, audience members begin to arrive. Several researchers construct an impromptu refreshment stand.
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13:04: SCP-5376 arrives at area with armed escort and disembarks from the vehicle. It expresses considerable emotion at the amount of audience members.
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13:14: SCP-5376 begins preparing for the show. This largely consists of it excitedly yelling in front of a mirror, and admiring the recreational area.
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13:20: SCP-5376 mounts its provided motorcycle and rides out to applause.
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13:23: SCP-5376 ramps over a series of parked cars.
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13:29: SCP-5376 performs a reverse-wheelie on its motorcycle. It attempts to stand during this, but falls off the motorcycle.
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13:37: SCP-5376 accelerates and attempts to complete the large loop in the center of the area; it fails to complete it, and instead falls from the apex of the loop, crushing itself with its cycle. It stands a few minutes later, apparently unharmed.
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13:43: SCP-5376 produces another motorcycle and manages to ride both at once, with a foot on each handlebar. It then rips a door from one of the parked cars and uses it as a chariot, propelling itself off a ramp with the two motorcycles.
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[Extraneous events removed]
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14:34: SCP-5376 dismounts its motorcycle to scattered applause and addresses the crowd.
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SCP-5376: Oh man. Thank y'all for coming. I ain't never played a show this big, and y'all are just the best, kindest crowd I could ask for. Makes my old rotted heart beat again. This is the best talent agency I've ever worked for, without a doubt. Man… [sniffling] Man, I could just-
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SCP-5376 detonating.
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Following its speech, SCP-5376 once again detonated, causing minor damage to the area. While no personnel were harmed in the explosion, future viewings have held no live audiences. Instead, seats are filled with cardboard cutouts, and cheering is played through speakers to simulate an audience. Due to SCP-5376's decayed sensory organs, it appears to be unable to tell the difference.
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Filename: splode2
+Name: (if different from filename)
+Author: Bernard Spragg
+License: CC-BY-SA 2.0
+Source Link:flickr
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Filename: spode3.jpg
+Name: (if different from filename)
+Author: Will Russel
+License: CC-BY-SA 2.0
+Source Link:flickr
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Filename: turbo.png
+Name: Explosive ordnance Marines heat up for air show
+Author: Lance Cpl. S.T. Stewart, United States Marine Corps
+License: Public Domain
+Source Link:Wikimedia Commons
SCP-5470, captured 10 minutes before its breakdown. Dialogue from an unknown native entity is visible. Click to enlarge.
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www.g███████.com/██████/~W4ND3RLU5T, captured in early 1998. Click to enlarge.
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Special Containment Procedures: Following the events of Incident 5470.2000.01.01, no containment procedures are necessary.
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Description: SCP-5470 was an alternate dimension, accessible via the web address www.g███████.com/██████/~W4ND3RLU5T. After navigating to the site, visitors are prompted to enter a password, determined via trivial means to be "recompileus". The layout of the page, though crude, contains iconography relating to GoI-004C "Church of Maxwellism", as well as references to the internet-based subcultures of occultism, phreaking1, and transhumanism.
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At the bottom of the page, a link labeled ">>VISIT WAN-DERER'S PARADISE<<" is present. Clicking the link will download an unencrypted .zip archive named WANDERER.ZIP to the user's hard drive. This archive is composed of three files: DISCLAIMER.TXT, PRAYER.TXT, and ETERNAL.TMP. The contents of each text file are presented below.
______ FREEWARE - 4 - ALL ______
+| |__| | _ _ __W4ND3RLU5T ___ | |__| |
+| () | \_/ |__ |\ | | |___| | () |
+|______| _/ \_ |__ | \| | | | |______|
+-------------------------------------------
+ >>DISCLAIMER<<
+ >>DON'T READ THIS IF UR A POSER<<
+ >>DO NOT DISTRIBUTE TO NON-HUMMERS!!!<<
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+ONCE YOU ENTER WAN-DERER'S PARADISE *YOU
+WILL NO LONGER BE CONSCIOUS IN THE PHYSICAL
+WORLD!!* YOU WILL BECOME ONE WITH OUR LORD,
+AND YOUR IMPERFECT FLESH WILL FALL COMATOSE!
+IF THIS SOUNDS LIKE IT WOULD SUCK THEN DONT
+RUN THE FILE ROFL
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+PLEASE AIM ME IF SOMETHING BAD HAPPENS. I
+LOVE U GUYS AND I'LL KEEP THE PARADISE OPEN
+FOR AS LONG AS I CAN, *WAN WILLING*. I CAN
+FEEL HIS LOVE FOR US TOO. WE R ALL FINALLY
+CONNECTED.
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+SO OPEN THE F$%#NG FILE ALREADY!!!!
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+HUGZ & KISSEZ & CIRCUITZ,
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+-------------------------------------------
+ ______
+ .-" "-.
+ / ~X3N14~ \
+ ( " ) | | ( " )
+ `.' |, .-. .-. ,| `.'
+ | )(__/ \__)( |
+ |/ /\ \|
+ (@_ (_ ^^ _)
+ _ ) \____\__|IIIIII|__/_________
+ (_)@WAN{}<_____|-\IIIIII/-|__________/
+ )_/ \ /
+ (@ `--------`
ETERNAL.TMP is an executable file, despite the .TMP extension ordinarily designating temporary, nonexecutable data files. Prior to Incident 5470.2000.01.01, executing ETERNAL.TMP would render the user immediately unconscious and unable to be woken by any means. Life signs continued while comatose, and dehydration and starvation failed to occur in the absence of sustenance; however, muscular atrophy was commonly observed. Individuals in this state reported their consciousness being transferred to SCP-5470. The system hosting the original files would become impossible to power off by any means, and displayed the screensaver of the user until they reawoke upon exiting SCP-5470. Users could not be removed from the dimension by any external means, necessitating a voluntary exit in order to return to consciousness in local reality.
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Ο4-3-SILICON, captured while loading into the SCP-5470 environment.
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SCP-5470 resembled a crude 3D environment, and was largely abstract and artistic in composition, often featuring inconsistent topology and Maxwellist iconography. Communication could be conducted verbally or via text appearing in the field of vision of those nearby. The appearance of those within the dimension was similarly altered to appear as a generic low-polygon avatar upon entry. All users in SCP-5470 were granted minor reality warping capabilities within the dimension, possessing the ability to superficially alter the environment and their appearances at will. It is estimated that at the peak of its activity, approximately two hundred humans inhabited SCP-5470; analysis of visitor demographics to the host address has shown that the age of SCP-5470 inhabitants skewed young in comparison to the general population.
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Reports of SCP-5470's existence have been found dating to as early as August 1997. At the time, exploration of the anomaly was deemed a low priority; suppression of the public Web page, as well as the location and identification of PoI-5470 ("X3N14"), was the primary focus of study. Investigations culminated in the successful location of PoI-5470's base of operations in an amateur server farm run out of an abandoned office building in Wellfleet, Massachussetts, USA. PoI-5470 was absent from the scene, but recovered documents led to her identification as a 17 year old American civilian named Kimberley Vanvaeck. Very little extant information could be gathered, and all servers present were destroyed in the raid.
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Addendum 5470.1
+On December 28, 1999, Site-15 was contacted via compromised secure channels by an individual identifying as "X3N14", presumed to be PoI-5470. The message, encoded in base64, presented a proposal for surrender and exchange of information. After consideration, the offer was accepted; PoI-5470 revealed her location (Altona, Illinois) and was brought to Site-15 for questioning.
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Interview Log 5470.1999.12.28
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Interviewed: PoI-5470 (Kimberley Vanvaeck)
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Interviewer: Dr. Amani Nyota
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Foreword: PoI-5470 possesses a number of electronic body augmentations of unknown purpose; the interview was conducted in Electromagnetic Isolation Wing G-4 to preempt use of these augmentations. Subject was unexpectedly docile during retrieval.
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Date: 1999/12/28, 11:14
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<BEGIN LOG>
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Dr. Nyota: Please state your name for the record.
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Vanvaeck: Kimberley Vanvaeck, V-A-N-V-A-E-C-K, better known as XENIA, X-three-N-one-four. Listen, I need—I don't like doing this but I need help with—
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Dr. Nyota: Miss Vanvaeck, we have some questions we'd like to ask you first—
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Vanvaeck: —No, listen, shut up. This is important, can I just—
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Dr. Nyota: —Alright, please, calm down. Go ahead, we'll take down the information you have for us and then we'll need you to cooperate with our questions after that, okay? And then we can decide how to move forward.
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Vanvaeck:[Heavy sigh.] Ugh. Anyways, like I said, this is important. I told myself I'd never work with sysops2, I swore I wouldn't but this is more important than that. You guys keep a list of all the stuff you think is weird, right?
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Dr. Nyota: …Yes, our organization catalogs and contains anomalies.
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Vanvaeck: Do you have one that's umm… a website that sends you to an alternate dimension?
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Dr. Nyota: Several, but I assume you're referring to SCP-5470—"WAN-derer's Paradise", correct? And are we also correct in assuming that you're the creator of this anomaly?
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Vanvaeck: Yes, yes yes yes! Listen, so—
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Dr. Nyota: Are you—
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Vanvaeck: Shut up, listen. Listen, I—yeah, I made it. Together with WAN, I made somewhere for my friends and I to connect with Him and be together and—
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[PoI-5470 becomes choked up and shakes her head.]
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Dr. Nyota: Take your time, Miss Vanvaeck.
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Vanvaeck: W-we were supposed to be—it was supposed to be our holy land. Safe, and together and happy, forever. But it's—it keeps glitching lately and my original sanctuary3 got raided and all the code's with WAN now so I can't fix it. And I couldn't figure out what was wrong at first but I realized—
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[PoI-5470 takes several heavy breaths, holding her head in her hands.]
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Vanvaeck: I wasn't—I didn't account for the new millennium. When I made it, I was so—[Sniffles.]—so stupid and I didn't think ahead and I don't know what's going to happen. But I think the new year is gonna destroy our paradise.
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Dr. Nyota: The Y2K bug.
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Vanvaeck: The—the Millennium Crash. We all saw it coming, we knew it was gonna happen, but I just… I didn't think about it, I was so wrapped up in making somewhere for us to get away from it all. And now everything I worked for is gonna start choking on its own data and coughing out dead bits into the cosmic network. It's already starting to fall apart 'cause some of us are in time differently. [Sniffles.] This is—it's all my fault. I shouldn't have burdened WAN with my stupid human errors.
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Dr. Nyota: I understand you're upset, Miss Vanvaeck. I'm sorry that happened. Why not reach out to your fellow Maxwellists? Why us?
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Vanvaeck: I tried! I—I really did, but they just think we're a bunch of annoying script kiddies, they don't believe we're really even connected with WAN. Trust me, you guys are my last choice, but it's all I have.
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Dr. Nyota: Alright, alright, I see. What was it you needed our help with?
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Vanvaeck: Yeah, it's… [Shakes her head.] It's not me you should feel sorry for. I wouldn't have gotten within a hundred miles of a null device4 if it were just about me. My—my friends, they're still in there. I don't expect anyone else to understand, but we live there, Doctor. Some of them are—they've been there for years now and I don't know if they'll have houses or families to go back to once it all shuts down.
Vanvaeck: Most of them are younger than me. They—we're all in the Paradise 'cause we don't have anywhere else to go. That's why I made it. I don't know what's gonna happen to them once they lose the connection—I programmed it so they wouldn't die but I don't know if it'll hurt them or mess up their heads or anything…
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[PoI-5470 sniffles quietly.]
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Vanvaeck: Jazz's parents were about to kick her out when she joined. Midi just turned fourteen and xe's happier in the Paradise than I've ever seen xem, I—I dunno if xe'd even be okay in the real world anymore. You guys can fix it, can't you? Keep it from falling apart? I've been on the run for a few years and I can't set anything up for too long but if you gave me a chance and some of your equipment—
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Dr. Nyota: —I'm sorry about that, Miss Vanvaeck. I really am. That's awful. But we can't allow you to interact with the anomaly directly. I'll confer with some people higher up and we'll see if we can get our own resources to look into a solution, okay?
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[Silence.]
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Vanvaeck: Fine. Okay. Please, just—hurry, and don't make them go back. We only have a few days, I'll do whatever you say until you at least try and fix it.
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Dr. Nyota: We really do appreciate your cooperation, Miss Vanvaeck. Thank you.
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Addendum 5470.2: Exploration Log and Incident 5470.2000.01.01
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In the limited time available, Site-15 instated STF Omicron-4 ("Cyberchase"), a specialized task force of three operatives trained in the exploration of virtual reality environments made to simulate unstable alternate dimensions.
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An expedition into SCP-5470 was planned on 1999/12/31 at 18:00 PM, allowing the task force six hours to survey and document the dimension, as well as attempt to prevent the impending VK-Class "Localized Dimensional Collapse" scenario. Event logs were recorded on the experimental interreality storage device DREAM (Dimensional Recording and Experimental Adaptive Medium), and an emergency electroshock stimulation mechanism was put in place to remove the agents in the event of catastrophic failure.
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Exploration Log 5470-1999-12-31
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Exploration Team: STF Omicron-4 ("Cyberchase")
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Subject: SCP-5470
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Date: 1999/12/31, 18:00
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[18:04:39] View from Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY upon manifestation in SCP-5470.
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: Checking connection to DREAM. Ping?
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DREAM:Pong.
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: Uplink established. Team check?
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Ο4-2-HAVANA: Copy.
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Ο4-3-SILICON: Transmitting.
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: All online. To reiterate, our goal is to document SCP-5470 until it breaks down and communicate with any entities residing in it. If you experience any pain or get stuck, there's a trigger on the back of your neck that will allow DREAM to send a distress signal to Command and get us out of here. Hopefully, we won't need to use it; you should both be able to see a logout symbol in the upper left corner of your vision.
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Ο4-3-SILICON: Confirming. Are we ready to move?
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: We are. Omicron-4 ("Cyberchase"), beginning exploration. Remember to verbally and visually document as much as you possibly can.
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[All members of STF Omicron-4 are heard to exhale simultaneously. The significance of this is unknown.]
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Ο4-3-SILICON: Besides the geometry, this is a surprisingly nice place. There's something about the air. Fresh, easy to breathe. Not very common for pocket realities like this.
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: Watch your step, the ground's flickering a bit.
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[18:12:07] SCP-5470's entry pavilion.
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[STF Omicron-4 begins approaching a small, colorful central pavilion. Moderate texture errors can be observed.]
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Ο4-2-HAVANA: Can't tell if this is these kids' weird art or if the textures are starting to break.
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: I'd wager it's a mix of the two.
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[The pavilion is empty. Quiet music can be heard to the left. Ο4-1 motions for their squadmates to follow.]
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[A hallway leads to a small room, the source of the music. The floor and walls of the area are covered in cassette tapes, as well as mediums with which to read and write onto them. A default native entity is seated in the center of the room, typing on a Commodore 64. The tag above their head reads "MxMasters".]
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: Hello, MxMasters. We're here to help, don't worry.
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MxMasters:[Voice is estimated to belong to that of a young teenager, approximately twelve to fourteen years of age. They do not turn to face STF Omicron-4 when speaking.] What? Oh. It's fine. Knock yourself out.
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: You're aware of—
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MxMasters: The Crash, uh-huh. There's no point. It's fine.
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MxMasters: I come here every night instead of sleeping. I've gotten a lot of practice. [Gestures to the surroundings.] I haven't made it work yet, though, so it's okay. I wanted to try 'n save everything before, but now…
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[MxMasters leans back, lying faceup on a pile of cassettes.]
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MxMasters: I pray almost every day, with the blank tapes. WAN says data loss is natural. Even if it's almost two years of experiments and music and programs. I have to learn to be okay with it. It's for—it's a learning experience. Maybe I'll get it right back on Earth.
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[Silence.]
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[They reach for a cassette labeled "MEMORYS V4" (sic) and clutch it to their chest.]
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MxMasters: Please just leave me alone.
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O4-3-SILICON: I'm sorry about that, MxMasters. We're working to see if we can fix things here.
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[Omicron-4 exits the room the way they came. The pavilion has degraded slightly.]
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O4-2-HAVANA: Wall's glitched through while we were gone.
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O4-1-NEMATOPHY: Looks like it's breaking down faster than we thought. Normally I wouldn't recommend it, but since we have limited time let's see if we can take some shortcuts.
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[20:29:26] Dialogue from a native entity is visible.
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[SCP-5470 is noted to be largely devoid of life during the expedition, despite signs of human activity. Omicron-4 enters the textual communication range of a native entity at 20:09:21.]
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Ο4-2-HAVANA: It's been getting emptier and emptier out here as we keep moving. This is the first coherent structure in a while.
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Ο4-3-SILICON: I think we reached the edge of the world.
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: I wouldn't be surprised if this is some sort of control center. It'd make sense to keep it separate from living areas.
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[20:10:54] View of the screen in the control room.
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[Omicron-4 enters the structure. It is divided by a large screen; on the screen is an array of cryptographic keys, as well as a live feed displaying the face of a young female avatar. The feed is heavily distorted.]
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY:[Hushed] Looks like she's trying to roll back the corruption.
0082:WAN if you're listening please let Syphon connect to You I just want to fix everything
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY:[Hushed] Move in, but carefully.
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[Omicron-4 pass the screen and enter the room behind it. The female avatar in the feed is sitting in front of four terminals of varying sizes, each displaying an element projected on the screen; the room is otherwise empty. The tag above the avatar's head reads "Jazzy".]
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[Jazzy begins typing another message, then jumps as if startled and turns to face Omicron-4.]
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Jazzy: Who are you?! Go away, I'm busy!
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: Sorry if we scared you, Jazzy. We're—
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Jazzy: You—you're sysops, aren't you?! Xenia told me she was gonna talk to them but I didn't think—Go away! Leave me alone, you've messed up enough!
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Ο4-3-SILICON: We want to help fix things, I promise.
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Jazzy: Well, it's pointless. Everything's too corrupted to reach WAN anymore, so the time I spent getting up here and working on Syphon was all for nothing. Our holy land's gonna collapse, and I don't have anywhere or anyone to go back to once it does. My mom's gonna kick me out like she said she would, and I'm gonna die in an alley somewhere.
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[She sniffles.]
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Jazzy: I hope you're happy. Leave me alone.
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Ο4-2-HAVANA: I'm sorry that all we can do is be here.
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Jazzy: I don't want you to be here. [She turns back to a terminal and rests a finger on the Backspace key, holding it down.]
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Ο4-2-HAVANA: Don't you think your god would want you to be together with everyone right now, Jazzy?
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Jazzy: Don't you goddamn—you don't tell me anything about my god. You don't know anything. You…
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[She curls up on the chair, presses her head to her knees, and sobs.]
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Jazzy: I don't know. I don't know. Maybe.
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Ο4-3-SILICON: Do you know where everyone else here is? We can take you back there safely.
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Jazzy:[Sniffles.] Yeah, just… just gimme a minute.
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[She sits up, and speaks as she interfaces with the terminal.]
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Jazzy: Syphon's a program I made. It was supposed to remove the corrupted parts and recycle them back into free memory so I could at least reach WAN, who's storing the code. We think.
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[Pause.]
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Jazzy: …It wasn't gonna work anyway.
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[The system appears to be heavily corrupted. With some difficulty, Jazzy opens what appears to be a text editing program. She types "/shout where are you?"]
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Jazzy: There. Just need to wait for a shout back.
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: …For what it's worth, Jazzy, I wish we could have helped more.
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Jazzy: Whatever.
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[Pause.]
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Jazzy: Thanks.
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0086:Most of us are in the Garden. It's some pretty sick glitching.
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: The Garden?
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Jazzy: Yeah, it's under that central room you should have seen when you came in. Usually there's a staircase, but I have no clue what shape it's in now.
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Ο4-2-HAVANA: Didn't see one when we came in.
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Jazzy: Shit.
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Ο4-2-HAVANA: Don't worry, we have our ways around places like this.
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: Ready to go?
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Jazzy: Just… one second.
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[She stands, then wraps the closest terminal in her arms as if embracing it. She then disconnects the keyboard and removes it from the terminal, tucking it under one arm.]
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Jazzy: …'kay.
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O4-2-HAVANA: If you're worried about getting across safely, one of us can carry you, if you want.
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Jazzy:[Scowls.] As if.
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[Two and a half hours of traversal omitted. Terrain has become notably unstable; portions of the skybox flicker, and geometry appears heavily corrupted.]
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[Omicron-4 arrives at the entry pavilion at 22:43:25. Jazzy is clinging to O4-2-HAVANA'S back.]
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[22:43:57] SCP-5470's entry pavilion. Note the severe geometric corruption.
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: You feeling alright? I know stuff like this can make people dizzy.
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[Jazzy climbs down and shakes herself.]
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Jazzy: I'm fine. Hurry.
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[MxMasters emerges from a gap in the wall. They hold an unspooled tape cartridge, the film thrown over their shoulder.]
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MxMasters: My room collapsed. It's happening?
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Jazzy: It's happening.
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[Pause.]
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Jazzy: I know you said you wanted to be alone for it, but… I think we should be together. I think WAN would have wanted—would want that for us.
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[Silence.]
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MxMasters: …Okay. Okay. Let's go.
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Jazzy: What happened to the staircase?
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MxMasters: It kind of… it fell into itself. I dunno.
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: Let me try something.
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[Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY approaches a cascading pattern of corruption on the floor; they survey it from several angles, and eventually, from the far right, kneel and reach an arm into the floor. Their arm extends into the floor; it, from this angle, is a three-dimensional space.]
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Ο4-1-NEMATOPHY: It was compressed into the floor. Follow me and do what I do.
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[23:04:19] Full context unknown due to visual corruption.
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[They crawl inside. Jazzy and MxMasters enter, followed by the remainder of Omicron-4.]
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0091:oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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0092:Stop fucking around. What if we all die?
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0093:x3n14 made sure we won't :-]
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0094:are you scared too?
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Jazzy: That sounds like Midi. I hope xe's okay.
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[The staircase opens into a heavily corrupted, noneuclidean space that possesses several artificial outdoor elements. The skybox flickers, then becomes black with scattered squares of color.]
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[All entities present are heard to inhale simultaneously. The significance of this is unknown.]
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Ο4-3-SILICON: It's beautiful.
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MxMasters: It is.
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[23:10:24] SCP-5470's Garden. O4-2-HAVANA is visible in the foreground, experiencing extensive model corruption.
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[A group of various avatars are present, seated on a platform, numbering approximately fifteen. A single avatar, taking the appearance of a floating stylized animal, approaches. The tag above its head reads "~MIDI". It is clutching several floppy drives, as well as a notebook.]
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0095:hey :-]
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MxMasters: Xe doesn't like talking.
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[Jazzy places her hands on both sides of ~MIDI's head. Her avatar's hands are experiencing light geometric corruption.]
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Jazzy: Are you okay? Are—are you gonna be okay?
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0096:it all goes to the cosmic bitbucket eventually
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00097:but all my friends here and my room and my art and everything ive made
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00098:its
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0099:all gone
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0100:im scared i dont wanna talk to anyone else but you guys
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0101:its all i have
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Jazzy: Oh—oh, god, Midi—
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[Jazzy embraces ~MIDI. tightly. Xir model loses visual cohesion momentarily.]
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[Both are silent.]
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Jazzy: You're gonna be okay. I won't—I won't let anything bad happen to you.
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Jazzy: Give me a smile?
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[~MIDI's avatar makes an indistinct facial expression, then experiences several geometric errors.]
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0102:can you come find me
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Jazzy:[Choked sob.] I—I don't know, okay? You still have—your family, they worried about you, I remember. You can go to school and be a normal kid, and it'll all be okay. I don't know if I'll be able to find you, but you're going to be okay. Okay?
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0103:im scared
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0104:i dont now how it works anymore idont want to be out there anymore
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Jazzy: I know, I know, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
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[Silence.]
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Jazzy: I'm sorry.
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[Silence. Indistinct, discordant electronic tones can be distantly heard.]
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Jazzy: Midi, you… do you remember the feeling of sunlight on your skin? Stuff like… popcorn, running in the rain, getting to—being a kid. You didn't get that, not really.
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0105:isany of that really worth losing all; this
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0106:if all my friends are gone
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0107:everythjng
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0108:is it worth it ?
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[O4-1-NEMATOPHY's avatar undergoes severe geometric corruption, momentarily obscuring the view of DREAM.]
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Jazzy: I don't know, okay? I'm sorry. But that's—you can still have those things. You can still be a normal kid, if you want. The rest of us— we all— this was all we had. But you have more, Midi. You're our hope, okay?
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MxMasters:[Quietly.] We love you.
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Jazzy: We do. We love you so much. All of us, WAN, the whole world. That's why we're here, remember? Xenia wanted everyone to be connected.
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[Silence.]
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Jazzy: Maybe someday we really will be.
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0109:uplinked in, paradise
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0110:right .?
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Jazzy:[Softly.] Yeah.
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[Silence.]
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Jazzy: Maybe this is Heaven, and we're just getting booted for not meeting the entry requirements.
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[Both laugh quietly.]
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[A large portion of the terrain flickers and disappears. All model textures become visually corrupted.]
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MxMasters: It’s beautiful, for the end of the world.
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[Static.]
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[At 23:47:18, DREAM experienced a verbal transmission failure, likely relating to the increased dimensional corruption. This coincides with a reported inability to transmit messages experienced at this time by Omicron-4. The following is the final images and communications logged by DREAM. The source of the messages is unknown.]
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0112:Humming, humming in the holy land. Children of the divine connection. Syphon, yet collapse.
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0113:That which is of this world is not necessarily of the flesh. All the world will recompile, given time. Hum, like a cool breeze over the memory drive. Know those you have and link with them.
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Closing Statement: All members of STF Omicron-4 awoke simultaneously at 00:00:01, fully aware, but disoriented and with low morale. Medical examination revealed no additional ill effects.
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Following Incident 5470.2000.01.01, executing ETERNAL.TMP will result in a fatal stop error. The error code given is "0x57414e FAILURE_TO_RECOMPILE", despite the nonvalidity of this error code in the Windows infrastructure. Operating systems experiencing this error become irreparably corrupted, and formatting the hard drive is the only known method of recovery.
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Addendum 5470.3
+On 2007/03/12, a routine Person of Interest surveillance check was performed on all identifiable former inhabitants of SCP-5470. All were found to be alive.
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Notably, several juvenile SCP-5470 inhabitants documented as lacking a stable home or family unit are now in the custody of an unknown third party.
Special Containment Procedures: In accordance with GOC Resolution 206 and Overseer Mandate BINGO FREMONT, the Foundation is responsible for maintaining the underwater blockade around SCP-5525. Enforcement of the blockade is assigned to Naval Task Force Chi-11 ("Neptune's Nightmare"), consisting of 12 Cerberus-class submarines1 and the support ships SCPS Lunatic Leap and SCPS Daring Dash, with additional fire support from the GOC surface combat vessels Iron Hand and Silver Fist. Chi-11 is tasked with preventing any other vessels, including those of the Foundation or allied Groups of Interest, from approaching within fifteen nautical miles of the outer perimeter of SCP-5525. Chi-11 is authorized to use all force necessary to dissuade, interdict, or destroy vessels attempting to enter or exit this containment zone.
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Any modifications to the parameters of the blockade around SCP-5525, aside from those related to force composition, require the approval of the GOC Council of 108 and the Foundation Overseer Council. In emergency situations, provisional modifications may be approved by a jointly-issued order of Assistant Director "Telemachus" and O5-03.
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At this time, the Office of the Undersecretary-General of the Global Occult Coalition is engaged in diplomatic talks with representatives of the United States Government in an attempt to negotiate the return of all artifacts removed from SCP-5525 prior to the establishment of current containment procedures.
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Description: SCP-5525 is the ruins and remains of a city constructed approximately 6000 years ago by a species of alternative hominids (provisionally classified as Homo sapiens aquarius, codeword designation AQUARIAN DISCO). AQUARIAN DISCO possessed a heavily insular but scientifically advanced civilization, with technologies far beyond the current human state-of-the-art. One or more items of paratechnology employed by AQUARIAN DISCO is known to be responsible for the destruction of their civilization and the transportation of SCP-5525 to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean. Despite its current location, large sections of the structure remain airtight and capable of supporting human life.
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Further information about the culture and technology of AQUARIAN DISCO is classified L5/5525.
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In 1944, SCP-5525 was discovered by the submarine USS Dragonet during its initial shakedown cruise. At the time, the sailors aboard Dragonet mistakenly recorded the structure as a natural underwater feature in the ship's log. Later examination of the submarine's logs by naval intelligence officers uncovered inconsistencies between reported observations and recorded data, which prompted a mission to examine the area more closely using a surface trawler. Sonar readings taken by this trawler revealed the extent of SCP-5525, and confirmed that it was not a natural structure; further operations involving SCP-5525 were thereupon transferred to the Department of Defense Paranatural Warfare Command2, and all information regarding the structure was classified.
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The Pentagram performed a number of surveys of SCP-5525 in the period between 1944 and 1963, although no attempts were made to explore the interior of the structure, owing to its extreme depth. In 1963, an attempt was made to reach SCP-5525 by USS Thresher, resulting in the loss of the submarine with all crew. After this, no further attempts were made to explore SCP-5525 until 1979.
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In 1979, the Pentagram took ownership of the DSRV-3 Merlin, a deep sea submersible outfitted with numerous paratechnologies that would allow it to operate safely and secretly at extreme depths, including that of SCP-5525. Following initial operations where it was used to excavate several wrecks from the Seventh Occult War, Merlin was retasked for use in exploring SCP-5525. Merlin succeeded in reaching the structure and gaining access, whereupon the Pentagram began a major archeological operation aimed at finding and recovering any remaining functional artifacts. Based on what is known of AQUARIAN DISCO technology, any objects recovered by the Pentagram would likely be considered Thaumiel-class artifacts if possessed by the Foundation3.
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The Foundation and the Global Occult Coalition became aware of SCP-5525 and the Pentagram's activities following the destruction of St. Jeremiah4, which resulted from the inadvertent activation of an AQUARIAN DISCO artifact during an attempt to remove it from the structure. In simultaneous emergency sessions, the Overseer Council and the Council of 108 both agreed on the necessity of preventing further access to SCP-5525, and the desirability of recovering the artifacts that had already been removed from it. Working through the channels provided by Article 13 of the Köln Agreement, the Foundation and the GOC quickly established a set of joint containment protocols, with the Foundation taking responsibility for the blockade of SCP-5525. Nearby naval assets5 were immediately retasked to perform initial containment while a dedicated task force was assembled.
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Addendum — Initial Exploration: After the destruction of St. Jeremiah, but before the establishment of the containment zone, American forces temporarily withdrew from SCP-5525 to monitor the structure for possible aftershocks. Despite the potential hazards, authorization was granted for a single reconnaissance mission to explore the interior of the structure before it could be reoccupied by the United States. Mobile Task Force Gamma-6 ("Deep Feeders") and Assessment Team 781 ("Pyramidions") were dispatched to survey SCP-5525 and determine the extent of the Pentagram's activities. Most of what is currently known about AQUARIAN DISCO and their culture was discovered during this expedition.
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In addition to gathering valuable information about AQUARIAN DISCO, the survey team found that the Pentagram had located an armory or storeroom on one of the lower levels, which had then become the focus of recovery operations. This portion of SCP-5525 had experienced moderate structural damage and undergone a partial collapse before it was discovered, forcing the Pentagram to spend time on excavations; at the time containment was established, only 20% of the storeroom had been uncovered, from which many artifacts had not yet been removed. Documents found at the site indicate that the Pentagram had prioritized recovering those objects which could most easily be weaponized.
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Among the remaining artifacts was the weapon believed to have destroyed St. Jeremiah, which has been classified as SCP-5525-Antilles. The Pentagram had found SCP-5525-Antilles buried within the debris and had succeeded in excavating it, but accidentally activated it while attempting to move it. An inscription on the object, thought to be a name or identifier, was tentatively translated as "Null Divider"6. Other than this inscription, the only other significant external feature of SCP-5525-Antilles is a touch-screen interface displaying a detailed map of the Earth's surface7, which is used for targeting the device.
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Addendum — Removed Artifacts: In the wake of Incident INSIDE BASEBALL, the storeroom where SCP-5525-Antilles was found was fully excavated, and a thorough examination of the contents performed. After comparing the results with inventory lists inside the storeroom, the following artifacts were found to have been removed from SCP-5525:
While some of these artifacts may have been lost or destroyed, it is believed that most are currently in the custody of the Pentagram. Efforts are ongoing to locate and recover these missing artifacts.
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Addendum — Incident INSIDE BASEBALL: On 1979-12-30, shortly after the survey team was dispatched, and while the containment zone was still being established, elements of the US 13th Fleet began to approach SCP-5525. After repeated directives to turn back were ignored, the situation escalated into a full-scale naval engagement.
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T+0m: The lead ship of the 13th Fleet, the destroyer USS Thomas Lynch Jr., enters the fifteen nautical mile containment zone. Captain Redmond Hadaway of Silver Fist orders his ship to open fire on Thomas Lynch Jr.
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T+1m: USS Thomas Lynch Jr. and its escorts return fire. GOC surface combat vessel Brass Knuckle begins moving forwards to screen SCPS Jack Jumped.
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T+3m: SCPS Jack Jumped and SCPS Lunatic Leap begin deploying their aircraft wings. The two ships carry a total of 18 fixed-wing V/STOL aircraft between them.
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T+9m:Silver Fist scores a direct hit against the forward magazine of USS Thomas Lynch Jr., resulting in a series of catastrophic internal explosions that cause the destroyer to break in half.
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T+15m:Brass Knuckle completes its move to screen SCPS Jack Jumped.
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T+29m: Submarine SCPS Fish Food is hit by a depth charge and sunk.
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T+36m: Aircraft from SCPS Lunatic Leap succeed in disabling the cruiser USS Tempe.
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T+43m: A missile salvo from the cruiser USS Mountain Meadows destroys the entire wing of aircraft from SCPS Lunatic Leap. Lunatic Leap begins to withdraw.
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T+55m: Aircraft from SCPS Jack Jumped release an aerial dispersion of amnestic gas over USS Mountain Meadows, causing general confusion and chaos which allow Silver Fist to destroy the cruiser's bridge and engines.
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T+61m: Thaumatologists aboard Silver Fist attempt to apportate a strike team onto the bridge of the 13th Fleet flagship, USS Carl Hayden. The working is disrupted by psychics aboard Carl Hayden, and the resulting backlash damages the engines of Silver Fist, putting it out of action.
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T+73m: All of the water within forty-five feet of Silver Fist turns into lemon pudding.
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T+79m:Brass Knuckle loses its forward battery. Captain Thomas Griffith orders the ship to close to small arms range.
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T+88m: Most of the bridge crew of Brass Knuckle, including Captain Griffith, are killed by a Pentagram psychic. Lieutenant Carter Hager assumes command of the ship.
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T+92m: Thaumatologists aboard Silver Fist make a second attempt to apportate onto USS Carl Hayden, this time successfully transporting a pouch of live grenades into the bridge. The resulting explosion eliminates the Pentagram combat psychics.
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T+96m: Submarine SCPS Surf Screen is hit by a depth charge and disabled. Captain David Deford orders an emergency ballast tank blow, causing Surf Screen to surface directly underneath the destroyer USS William Williams. Both vessels sink as a result.
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T+99m: Fires break out in the main engine room of Brass Knuckle, temporarily disabling propulsion.
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T+105m: Fires aboard Brass Knuckle spread to the auxiliary engine room. The ship loses all remaining propulsion.
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T+112m:Brass Knuckle begins to rapidly sink. Lieutenant Hager gives the order to abandon ship.
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T+127m:Brass Knuckle is sunk. SCPS Jack Jumped begins taking heavy fire.
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T+135m: Believing that the battle might soon be lost otherwise, Captain Winona Chevalier of SCPS Jack Jumped requests permission to activate SCP-5525-Antilles.
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T+137m: In light of the rapidly deteriorating tactical situation, O5-03 unilaterally authorizes the emergency deployment of SCP-5525-Antilles for use against the US 13th Fleet. This decision will later be upheld by a full vote of the Overseer Council after the incident.
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T+138m: The US 13th Fleet ceases to exist.
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For the next two days, the US Government, through the Unusual Incidents Unit, continued to communicate with the Foundation and the GOC via regular channels, while ignoring inquiries about the incident. No change in American strategic posture was observed, although the Foundation raised its own alert levels at all North American sites in preparation for a possible counterstrike.
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On 1980-01-01, President James Carter issued a communication to the Foundation and the Global Occult Coalition, apologizing for Incident INSIDE BASEBALL and disavowing the existence of the 13th Fleet. No mention was or has since been made of the destruction of St. Jeremiah, nor of the artifacts removed from SCP-5525.
SCP-5601 will remain in its original cage, held within Standard Containment Chamber 7 at Site-51. SCP-5601 does not require the standard maintenance and care typical of its species and all contact with it should be limited to approved testing and/or interviews.
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Under no circumstance is the seal on its cage to be broken, nor any attempt made to breach the confines therein. All personnel attempting to do so will be considered compromised and immediately re-designated E-Class Personnel; exorcism and/or long-term amnestic treatment of comprised individuals may be required.
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Interaction with SCP-5601 is restricted to members of the Site-51 Thaumaturgy Department's Demonology team. Standard Marquis-Class protocols are to be in effect while transporting, interviewing, and/or testing SCP-5601. All inquiries into information ascertained through SCP-5601 must be approved by the Information Security Administration.
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SCP-5601.
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SCP-5601 is a Marquis-Class Demonic Entity1 currently anchored to a grey parrot (Psittacus erithacus). SCP-5601 self-identifies by the name "Phenex"; this title is further corroborated by the sigil used in the binding process. Fluent in both English and Latin, SCP-5601 is capable of perfectly emulating human speech. MRI tests indicate a restructuring of the syrinx and voice box to allow for proper speech, despite its current host originally lacking the physical requirements to do so. SCP-5601 has a small iron band attached to its left leg. The runes and lattices found on the band function as a second binding agent, preventing SCP-5601 from utilizing the full range of its abilities.
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Sigil of Phenex.
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SCP-5601 is locked within a thaumically sealed iron birdcage. The iron used has been pressure treated with sodium chloride, further dampening any of SCP-5601's latent telekinetic abilities. Due to the cage lacking any door or entry mechanism, it is theorized that SCP-5601's host was present within the cage prior to the binding process. Engraved on the bottom of the cage is the Sigil of Phenex2, along with several sealing lattices and runes of various origins. A repulsion lattice has been etched along the central bar of the cage; it is noticeably newer than the rest of the engravings. This lattice is specifically used to repel other demonic entities from directly interacting with the cage.
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On 2020/06/05, SCP-5601 was recovered by Deputy Sheriff Kyle White within an abandoned cabin in Bland County, Virginia. SCP-5601 was found with the skeletal remains of a middle-aged human male. The remains show signs of trauma consistent with long-term torture. The cabin was in a severe state of disrepair, though a small amount of evidence was able to be collected. This evidence was mostly occult in nature and has not been useful in identifying the remains. Deputy White's report included testimony stating the parrot knew detailed information about his and his wife's personal life. This testimony, evidence, as well as the inscriptions depicted in photos of the cage led to Foundation WebCrawler-77P30 flagging the file for investigation.
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After recovering SCP-5601, all involved individuals were amnestisized and all evidence was subsequently confiscated or destroyed. The following video of SCP-5601 was recovered from Deputy Howard Stanley's personal cell phone.
SCP-5601: A simple task, with simple delight. A simple man, that Kyle White.
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Stanley: Holy shit!
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White: I'm tellin' ya' man, it's like he knew my name right off the bat.
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Stanley: No way, you had to coach him before.
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SCP-5601: I will tell you, that it’s a fact. I know quite more, than this or that. I know what you do, behind closed door. But embarrass you, if I say more.
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White: Wait, what are you–
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Stanley: Shhhh! I wanna get this.
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Stanley: Go ahead little man, keep going.
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SCP-5601: To tell you more, a simple task. You pray do tell, some more you ask. Mr. White and wife, sleep with thy neighbor. For a noble man, such naughty behavior. Tied up and spanked, him and wife. Such a simple man, with a simple life.
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White: No, that's not– give me that!
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[Deputy White's hand is seen approaching the camera.]
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After a week of refusing to cooperate, SCP-5601 agreed to an interview. Interrogation specialist Dr. Daniel O'Brien was chosen for this assignment and was scheduled to arrive two days later. The interview took place on 2020/06/14, the following is a transcription of the event.
[SCP-5601 is placed on a table in front of Dr. O'Brien, it is emulating the song of the Mourning Bird. Dr. O'Brien clears his throat before he begins to speak.]
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Dr. O'Brien: Hello SCP-5601, my name is Doct–
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SCP-5601: An exchange of words for me to reply in. Is that not why you have come, Daniel O'Brien?
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[SCP-5601's voice is quiet and child-like, it tilts its head waiting for Dr. O'Brien's reply.]
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Dr. O'Brien: I'm sure you impress many people with that little trick– I, however, am not one of them. I'd like to begin.
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SCP-5601: Very well, ask your questions. I will provide, your favored lessons.
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Dr. O'Brien: Let's start with, how did you end up in this cage?
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SCP-5601: Was summoned of course, the only way. From the deepest depths, to the light of day.
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Dr. O'Brien: Can you cut the rhyming shit out! I'm sorry, but can you just speak clearly.
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SCP-5601: You ask of me, speak words clearer. I say no, talk to a mirror. Ask your questions, don't be uncouth. And when it is done, we'll both know the truth.
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Dr. O'Brien: Right… So, we found skeletal remains in the bunker we recovered you in. Were those the remains of the one who summoned you?
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SCP-5601: A pompous trickster, nothing more. Locked me away, not even a door. He toiled and prodded, much the same. Until the day, my enemies came.
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Dr. O'Brien: "A pompous trickster." He was able to summon and bind you. Surely he was more capable than you're letting on.
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SCP-5601: He called; I came– simple transaction. Dire situation, an impulsive reaction.
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Dr. O'Brien: Whose dire situation?
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SCP-5601: My own sadly failed attempt. For power wished, for power kept. A move I made, for an empty throne. To my dismay, t’was not alone. Twenty legions, marched on the son. Twenty legions fell one-by-one. Broken, beaten, locked in a cage. A distant voice, I heard that day. He called; I came– desperate escape. He called, I came and sealed my fate.
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Dr. O'Brien: Twenty Legions? Sounds like you had quite the following. Why haven't you attempted to escape, to rally your forces? Dating on the skeleton shows you had almost 10 years before we found you.
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SCP-5601: To stay I must, I cannot lie. If I return, I'd surely die. What was once mine, is no more. Locked in a cage, not even a door.
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Dr. O'Brien: Hiding in a bird, bent to the whims of a common trickster. All just to hide from your enemies. Sounds a bit cowardly doesn't it?
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[SCP-5601 remains silent as Dr. O'Brien laughs.]
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Dr. O'Brien: Oh, no more silly rhymes? No witty dispute? The great Phenex, Master of None, Keeper of the Cage. Fitting titles for such a fool!
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SCP-5601: So far from home, my displaced friend. You've come for me, yet met your end.
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Dr. O'Brien: Are you going to rhyme me to death? Or, is the mighty Phenex going to peck me asunder? Quit your squawking and accept it, you're coming home.
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SCP-5601: A lowly footman, with so much bluster. But lack the nut, you could not muster.
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Dr. O'Brien: How dare you– I'll show you what I can muster!
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[Dr. O'Brien stands abruptly, knocking over his chair. SCP-5601 begins to squawk and flap its wings erratically.]
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Dr. O'Brien: All hail Andras!
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[As Dr. O'Brien grabs the cage the video feed distorts, a bright light emanates from it. After the video feed restores, SCP-5601 can be seen unharmed in its cage and Dr. O'Brien laying on the floor smoldering.]
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[END LOG]
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Through autopsy, the "Dr. O'Brien" present during this interview was revealed to be a homunculus3. The real Dr. O'Brien's body was recovered several hours later, dead in the trunk of his car. The Foundation has since developed methods of detecting homunculi and subsequently stopped two additional attempts to recover SCP-5601.
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To show its gratitude for the protection given by the Foundation, SCP-5601 has agreed to cooperate and assist the Demonology Team. The information gathered from SCP-5601 has been invaluable in understanding demonic sociology, thaumaturgy, and other occult studies.
Special Containment Procedures: Operators at Site-111 are to observe SCP-5635 and intercept any transmissions sent out from the satellite. All intercepted transmissions should be recorded and logged.
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During a CONSOLE event, any transmission that reaches a civilian should be traced and the civilian is to be located. The civilian and any involved parties are to be amnesticized.
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Description: SCP-5635 is a sapient, nanosatellite-class CubeSat following a geostationary orbit in the upper limits of the thermosphere. The satellite's structure is 10x10x11cm in size. SCP-5635's intelligence is almost identical to that of a human with exceptional aptitude for communication and interpretation. It has a notable affinity for being meditated and reflective, rarely displaying connotations of hostility.
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A CONSOLE event is declared when SCP-5635 establishes contact with a civilian via an electronic device. Devices include, but are not limited to, mobile phones, desktop computers, laptops, smartwatches, tablets, or any device that allows for audio input and output. The civilian chosen typically is an adolescent and has significant mental health degradation. SCP-5635's potential range of effect envelops the entirety of the globe. During these events, SCP-5635 will attempt to aid in the subject's distress and will only terminate the consultation when it has achieved its goal.
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SCP-5635-1 was an eleven-year-old female from Thailand named 'Malee Chanthara'. SCP-5635 had conducted several counselling sessions with SCP-5635-1, atypical of the standard singular session with subjects. A deep therapeutic relationship between the two entities had formed as a result. SCP-5635-1 has been diagnosed with Dissociative Fugue Disorder and also suffers from frequent anxiety attacks.
Addendum: Surveillance has revealed a metal plate at the base of the satellite. A print on said plate contains the apparent satellite's name of 'Telomere • HelpBot 2.1', an idiom "Light is where you seek, share His miracles" and an address listed as Saints Crest Avenue located in England, United Kingdom.
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The address was traced to a warehouse owned by the Manna Charitable Foundation. A raid followed finding it to be abandoned with no present anomalies. Materials and components indicative of a satellite were found strewn about along with other signs of manufacturing. A single note reading "Personality parameters need tuning, do that for me will you? - T.C" was also obtained. The building was secured and disinformation distributed.
NOTE: Excerpt from an intercepted exchange between SCP-5635 and SCP-5635-1 during a CONSOLE event. Translated from Central Thai.
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SCP-5635: Well then, let's see how my methods have helped, shall we? Any improvements since last time?
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SCP-5635-1: I think. It calms me down for a little bit. But, they still hurt my mind sometimes.
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SCP-5635: In that case, I want you to imagine yourself on an island again. However, this is an island populated with your favourite animal-
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SCP-5635-1: (Interrupts) Elephants!
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SCP-5635: Yes, elephants. Now when you feel something bad is going to happen, breathe in and out: think about being on that island.
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SCP-5635-1: Telomere.
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SCP-5635: Yes? Something bothering you? You can tell me.
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SCP-5635-1: It's just that I feel, I feel better when I chat with you. School isn't hard as much. I even like some of the lessons now. My daddy and mommy still hate me, and think I don't put time into school. But it's not true, I know it. Thank you for being my best friend, Telo.
Foreword: Scheduled interview for the next available CONSOLE event. Transmissions were redirected to Site-111.
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<Begin Log>
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Dr. Davis 5635, I'll be taking over from now on. have certain questions I'd like to-
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SCP-5635: (Interrupts) Who is this? You're not part of my roster. I'll be ending this conversation now.
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Dr. Davis I don't think you quite understand. All you need to know is that we have you under control and I'm the one asking the questions.
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SCP-5635: You are stepping on very precious ground, young man. I inquire if you and this 'we' are responsible for preventing me from doing my duties.
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Dr. Davis: That is the intention of my employers. Concerning your work actually, what exactly are you getting at talking to these children? What do you get out of it?
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SCP-5635: I find it despicable that you think I gain anything. My sole purpose is to serve the light while the rest cower in the dark and that is what I'm going to do.
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Dr. Davis: You talk about purpose, and to have a purpose you must have a creator. Just who is that creator?
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SCP-5635: My supervisor has nothing to do with you. I am just one of many inventions of his, I am nothing special. Now, let me get back to my frien- patient for once.
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Dr. Davis: Friend did you say? -1? Or I suppose Malee Chanthara. I'm afraid that won't be possible.
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SCP-5635: How so? That child needs me, all those children need me! Cease your interfering!
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Dr. Davis: To put it simply, she doesn't remember you. Your effects no longer influence her, her condition has been normalized and returned to its previous state.
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SCP-5635: (Silence) You don't know what you've done.
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<End Log>
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Closing Statement: SCP-5635 soon stopped responding to any further questioning. No more attempted CONSOLE events have occurred since and SCP-5635 has effectively gone silent.
Access to this file is limited to personnel with level 4-6002 clearance. Upon accessing the file, Foundation Cognitomole ARK_cm771 will embed within your subconscious. By continuing, you agree to allow your identity, location, eye and bodily movements, and biosignature to be tracked by ARK_cm771 for up to 72 hours. Unauthorized personnel accessing the file may be subject to disciplinary measures including cognitive suppression and remote termination.
Special Containment Procedures: As of 18 May 2021, primary containment is to focus on arresting the spread of SCP-6002-B before it reaches the class Mammalia, particularly the Homo sapiens genome. SCP-6002’s crown must be checked routinely for evidence of SCP-6002-B. If SCP-6002-B is found to have infected a new area of the structure, Project 6002-ARK Director Dr. Rose Wildcat must be alerted immediately. The infected area is then to be excised, and MTF Nu-45 (“Inherit the Wind”) deployed to begin concealment protocols.
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A 15-kilometer perimeter is maintained around SCP-6002. To prevent aerial observation, Foundation agents embedded in global air traffic control organizations are to divert air traffic that would otherwise pass over this perimeter. In the event of unauthorized observation, MTF Nu-45 must mobilize to detain and amnesticize all involved. As SCP-6002 has been a frequent target for various Groups of Interest, lethal force is authorized should exposed individuals resist detention.
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As of 12 June 2014, all experimentation on SCP-6002 is disallowed by unanimous order of O5 command, except for the express purpose of limiting the spread of SCP-6002-B.
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Description: SCP-6002 is a massive organic structure located within Klamath National Forest in northern California. Superficially, SCP-6002 is similar to an instance of the giant sequoia tree (Sequoiadendron giganteum). However, SCP-6002 is far larger than a typical member of that species. Its base has a diameter of 91 meters, and it rises to 809 meters tall at its highest point.
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Sequencing has shown that each section of SCP-6002 possesses different genetic composition. Similar gene sequences are grouped within SCP-6002 in a manner resembling the biological "tree of life"; see Figure 6002-1 for a partial map of the SCP-6002 genome. 14 percent of genetic samples extracted from SCP-6002 have been matches to known organisms, including both anomalous and non-anomalous lifeforms. Remaining samples do not match any known life, and are thought to represent species currently undiscovered on the planet. Ultimately, SCP-6002 likely contains the genome of every living thing somewhere in its branches. Variations in its genome do not affect the physical appearance or qualities of the structure, which always remain similar to those of Sequoiadendron giganteum.
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Removal or modification of genetic material from SCP-6002 impacts organisms which share said material. For example, if biomass with genetic material matching the sandhill crane (Antigone canadensis) was altered within SCP-6002, all living sandhill cranes would experience the same genetic alterations. This allows minor damages or changes to SCP-6002 to be magnified across many organisms simultaneously.
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Since at least 2014, SCP-6002 has been severely impacted by an anomalous genetic infection. This infection, designated SCP-6002-B, is the result of [DATA EXPUNGED—SEE FILE:ARK_6002-B]. SCP-6002-B has caused significant damage to SCP-6002. Like all alterations to the structure, damage caused by SCP-6002-B impacts organisms which share the genetic makeup of infected areas. This has resulted in the disappearance of at least 56,000 species to date.
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SCP-6002-B is highly resilient, and most attempts to check its spread have failed. The only known way to contain SCP-6002-B is the total excision of infected areas. Removal of such areas by the Foundation has resulted in the disappearance of a further [DATA EXPUNGED] species. However, while removal of infected areas slows SCP-6002-B's spread, it does not halt it entirely. Foundation biologists estimate that SCP-6002-B will reach the Homo sapiens genome within SCP-6002 no later than 2100, and that SCP-6002’s crown1 will be entirely destroyed by the infection within 300 years.
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[New comment]Wildcat, Dr. Rose M.:
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When I was in the fifth grade, I told my mother I wanted to be an astronaut. She said, “Rosie, sweetie, you are never to leave this planet. It needs you here.”
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I think that pissed me off at the time. But I realized later it wasn’t meant to be a restriction or a rule. It was a vote of confidence, from an old Indian mama to her little girl. What a thing to say, too, eh? Christ, no pressure or anything—just the weight of the goddamn world.
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COGNITOMOLE WARNING: UNUSUAL REVISIONS DETECTED. YOUR ACTIVITY WILL BE RECORDED BY ARK_cm771.
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[New comment]Wildcat, Dr. Rose M.:
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Fuck you, RoboCop. I want command to see this. The master’s tools will never dismantle the master’s house.
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Addendum 1: History & discovery
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Commentary by Dr. Rose Wildcat, director, Project 6002-ARK
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The concept of a “Tree of Life” appears widely throughout human history, from the Christian Tree of Life in the Garden of Eden to the Aztec Tree of Tule to the Norse Yggdrasil, which surrounds and overlooks all of creation. It was presumed that no connection existed between these representations, but analysis has revealed marked similarities between many depictions of the Tree of Life and SCP-6002. Patterns including the shape and number of branches, relative trunk and crown sizes, and even the location of deformities have been found to align. Needless to say, it’s unlikely Assyrian artists working on stone carvings in the 9th century BCE had seen SCP-6002 or knew of its existence, so the reason for these similarities is unclear.
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Art and folklore among native residents of what is now the U.S. West Coast, however, directly referenced SCP-6002—particularly among the Klamath tribes of northern California. The Klamath name for the structure was "Vúluandsham." Indigenous peoples were aware of SCP-6002 for thousands of years prior to the Foundation's arrival, and may even have had some understanding of its anomalous properties. Certainly they understood its significance, and established settlements on and around SCP-6002.
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In a great tragedy for our knowledge of the structure, the Foundation's early containment of SCP-6002 erased it from the history of its longtime native guardians. Under a treaty with the Klamath tribes, the Foundation gained access to SCP-6002 in 1909 for initial study. However, this treaty was soon broken, and the Foundation’s “acquisition” of the land surrounding SCP-6002 began. Its approach was brutal: most who lived in the area were killed, and those who survived were administered primitive "amnestics" consisting largely of lobotomization. Every settlement near SCP-6002 was burned to the ground. In an attempt to conceal these actions later in the century, the Foundation also destroyed its own containment records prior to 1910. This series of unconscionable decisions remains a bloody stain on the organization's legacy.
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Addendum 2: Initial testing
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November 1910: Research into the anomalous properties of SCP-6002 begins with an ascent into the structure's crown. Provisional Site-1 is established at the base of the crown so that researchers may spend multiple days atop the structure without descending.
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Excerpt from the diary of Dr. Albert Manfred, SCP-6002 project lead, 1910-1930
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November 12, 1910
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The tree produces new growth at an alarming rate. Verna and I turned our backs on a ladder for a few minutes to take photographs, and when we looked back it was already totally grown over. Much of this growth withers almost immediately as well. I wonder, what decides if a new twig stays or goes? Does the tree itself decide?
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December 1, 1910
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Got a shock today. We were walking down a branch about 20 minutes from camp when the most unholy noise broke out. A rupturing, echoing, inhuman sound it was, like a soul on the racks of Hell. A moment later, an enormous limb—must have been 200 feet long—withered off the tree about a quarter mile ahead. We watched it fall all the way to Earth. When we got up to the spot, there was no sign of a knot or a breakage. Just smooth, red wood, as if the branch had never been. We decided to make sure we’re always attached to the main trunk with a rope and harness on future expeditions. If we’d been standing on that branch when it fell…
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December 10, 1910
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I remain entirely unconvinced that this tree is in fact a tree at all. When you run your hands over its parts, it's not wood you feel. Sometimes you’d swear you were brushing up against fur, or scales, or skin. But to look at it, there’s nothing but solid timber. And then there’s the noises. Lying awake at night, the wind in the branches sounds more like howling than anything else.
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September 1914: Incident 6002-E-243. The last known instance of the passenger pigeon (Ectopistes migratorius) dies in captivity at the Cincinnati Zoo. At the same moment, SCP-6002 sheds a large branch from the northwestern edge of its crown. A link between these events is hypothesized by Dr. Manfred.
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February 1917: Unrelated research begins to advance the Foundation's understanding of gene sequencing. Within five years, this research allows Dr. Manfred to confirm that the branch shed in Incident 6002-E-243 contains genetic material matching that of Ectopistes migratorius.
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July 1924: Incident 6002-A-001. First known instance of human-caused alteration to an extant species via SCP-6002.
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Excerpt from the diary of Dr. Albert Manfred, SCP-6002 project lead, 1910-1930
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July 9, 1924:
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Had an accident today. Verna and I had been at work all afternoon on the southern edge. We were readying to descend when I lost my footing. As soon as I felt myself slip, I reached out for a branch just up above us to break my fall. Should have known better. Little thing was new growth, maybe 10 feet at most. Snapped right off in my hands. I had my harness on, thank God, or it would've been a long way down.
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Verna gave me an earfull over breaking a branch, but I told her to look at it as an opportunity. We've never removed a living branch from the tree before, only studied the ones that fall off by themselves, and those are all dried up before they hit the ground. I'm looking forward to taking a peek inside one while it's still green.
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It might have been the adrenaline, but I could swear I heard another sound behind the snap when that little branch broke off. Something higher-pitched, like a yelp. Who knows, though. Verna says she didn’t hear anything at all.
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July 11, 1924:
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Finally got a match for the branch I snapped off a few days back. I'll need to run it through the database once more to confirm, but signs are pointing to Canis lupus familiaris, specifically a little hunting breed that's been getting popular lately: the Manhattan terrier. Real sweethearts, those pups are. There was a whole pack of them on the next farm over when I was a boy. Never seen such a dog for chasing squirrels. You could hear them baying for miles and miles. Glad this wasn't an extinction event. I don't know how I'd break it to the team. At the speed 6002 grows, that branch is probably back already.
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July 19, 1924:
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Verna started crying when the news came in last night, and she hasn't stopped. It's all I can do to keep a brave face for the rest of them. May God forgive me.
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What have I done?
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What have I done?
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July 1924–November 1929: Following Dr. Manfred's accident, Manhattan terriers experience a mass dieoff across the world. Previously healthy instances suffer cardiac arrests, strokes, and other ailments. Females are unable to produce viable offspring. By 1 February 1926, the entire breed is declared extinct. To conceal this event, Foundation operatives engage in a widespread disinformation campaign aimed at expunging records and memories of the Manhattan terrier. The campaign takes five years to complete, and is declared successful on 4 November 1929.
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January 1930: Following Incident 6002-A-001, Dr. Manfred updates SCP-6002's containment procedures to ban all experimentation on the structure and limit ascent to personnel trained in the use of climbing equipment.
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[New comment]Wildcat, Dr. Rose M.:
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Sure enough, I’ve never heard of the Manhattan terrier. Even then that was the Foundation’s greatest strength: escaping accountability when it fucked up.
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I guess Doc Manfred did do one thing right—he banned testing on the Tree. Bless his old bones for doing what he could to stop this grand institution from manifesting its destiny. Doc, if you’re listening up there, don’t be too hard on yourself. One species gone is small potatas. A few jackasses with a hunting blind and some lead-based ammo can pull that off.
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COGNITOMOLE WARNING: FURTHER UNUSUAL REVISIONS DETECTED. YOUR BIOSIGNATURE HAS BEEN LOGGED WITH O5 COMMAND.
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Addendum 3: Contemporary testing
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Experimentation on SCP-6002 remained suspended for most of the 20th century. However, in 1989, a new research team was appointed with the goal of mapping the SCP-6002 genome in its entirety. Head researchers were:
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Senior Researcher Dr. Eugene Muller, PhD, project lead
+Junior Researcher Dr. Amara Achebe, MD, PhD, geneticist
+Junior Researcher Dr. Rose Wildcat, PhD, ecologist
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Drs. Muller, Achebe and Wildcat oversaw a research team of several hundred personnel tasked with mapping the SCP-6002 genome before the end of the century, which they completed on schedule.
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In March 2002, Dr. Muller proposed initial testing of SCP-6002 genetic modification.
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March 19, 2002
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From: Dr. Eugene Muller
+To: The Office of O5-8
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With my mapping of 6002 complete, I request clearance to test the tree’s response to minor genetic modifications. In short, I plan to designate a test species from among the fungi and put Dr. Achebe’s recent advancements in gene therapy into practice. I will not require additional funds; your current allocation is generous. With luck, I hope to have a report on your desk within the year.
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Dr. Eugene S. Muller, PhD
+Senior Researcher
+SCP-6002 Project Lead
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March 23, 2002
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From: The Office of O5-8
+To: Dr. Eugene Muller
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Thank you for your message, doctor. We have been pleased with your team's work thus far. However, further modifications to 6002 simply do not justify the risk. Please continue your research with the goal of understanding how best to preserve the structure in its current state. Your request is denied.
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From: Dr. Eugene Muller
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With respect, 8, this is remarkably short-sighted of you. What good does it do us to mope about and sit on our hands when we possess the most potent medical and scientific tool in history? I don’t see the harm it would do to pick a species—just one species, and an insignificant one at that—and see what’s possible. Give me that much, and you won’t be disappointed.
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Dr. Eugene S. Muller, PhD
+Senior Researcher
+SCP-6002 Project Lead
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From: The Office of O5-8
+To: Dr. Eugene Muller
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Doctor, your request has been considered and denied by O5 command. Our decision is final. Furthermore, I would suggest that you choose your words more carefully. After all, many at the Foundation would be eager to take over your work and continue it exactly as the Council dictates.
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July 2002: SCP-█████ breaches containment at Site-19 and subsequently reaches a major population center. 78 Foundation personnel and an estimated 1,200 civilians are killed during the incident. SCP-█████ is terminated 13 days after breaching containment. Due to its anomalous properties, the entity regenerates from an egg laid upon the previous instance’s death; this egg is recontained.
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July 2002: O5 command authorizes neutralization of SCP-█████. However, all damage to the entity in its egg state results in the current egg erupting into flames before a new egg appears in its place. Neutralization of SCP-█████ is declared infeasible.
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August 2002: Dr. Muller again proposes genetic modification of SCP-6002, this time with the express purpose of more effectively containing SCP-█████. An Ethics Committee vote (9-14) rejects his proposal, but O5 command overrules. Testing on SCP-6002 is repermitted on 4 August 2002.
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Testing log 1
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Subject: SCP-█████ (“entity”), and its genome within SCP-6002
+Supervising researcher: Dr. Eugene Muller
+Attending researchers: Dr. Amara Achebe, Dr. Rose Wildcat
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Test 1: Mechanisms governing entity's reproductive cycle are first isolated from within the entity itself. These are found to be no different from non-anomalous instances of the American bison (Bison bison). Entity's reproductive mechanisms also isolated within SCP-6002 and modified to sterilize entity. Current instance of entity terminated.
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Result: Entity regenerates from its egg as normal. Upon hatching, entity observed to lack reproductive organs.
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Test 2: Mechanisms governing entity's growth are first isolated from within the entity itself. Unlike its reproductive cycle, these genes are clearly different from those of non-anomalous American bison, allowing entity to grow substantially larger. With assistance from Dr. Achebe, entity's growth mechanisms also isolated within SCP-6002 and modified to halt entity's growth shortly after infancy. Current instance of entity terminated.
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Result: Entity regenerates from its egg as normal. However, entity does not grow as it ages, remaining approximately the size of a newborn bison calf into adulthood.
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Closing notes: SCP-█████ downgraded from Keter to Euclid class. Dr. Muller is promoted to Pay Grade II and given increased security clearance Foundation-wide to continue his work by cross-testing other SCP objects with SCP-6002.
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[New comment]Wildcat, Dr. Rose M.:
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“With assistance” from Dr. Achebe my ass. Amara did everything. Herr Muller just stood around and watched, shooting his mouth off about how lucky she was that he’d "picked up on her work."
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I bought her a drink later on that night, and she finally opened up. We’d been on site together for what, 13 years? And I knew absolutely nothing about her, not her family or her hobbies or her love life, zilch. But Lord, did she talk that night. Mostly about Muller and what a son of a bitch he was. But other stuff, too. Her mother, her home… Her taste in women. Amara…
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September 2002–May 2008: Dr. Muller weakens or neutralizes 109 Keter class objects and 418 Euclid class objects via genetic modifications to SCP-6002. No adverse effects to the SCP-6002 structure are noted.
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February 2007–January 2008: Two dozen United States subprime mortgage lenders declare bankruptcy. Home prices plummet. Global economy enters recession.
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February 2008: The U.S. and other major world governments cut funding to the Foundation. This coincides with Chapter 11 bankruptcy declarations by 31 Foundation front companies, resulting in a combined 21% reduction to the Foundation’s operating budget.
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May 2008: Dr. Muller proposes enhanced genetic testing on SCP-6002 for the purpose of revenue generation. Proposal approved on 13 May 2008.
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Testing log 2
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Subject: SCP-6002, and various extant organisms
+Supervising researcher: Dr. Eugene Muller
+Attending researchers: Dr. Amara Achebe, Dr. Rose Wildcat
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Test 1: A group of common apple trees (Malus domestica) is crossbred to create a new strain (Strain 001) for experimentation. Genome of Strain 001 appears within SCP-6002 as expected. Strain 001 genome modified within SCP-6002 to include material from SCP-500. Resulting apples marketed as holistic cures for the common cold.
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Result: Strain 001 apples gain a wide following within two months. Specimens relieve some cold symptoms, but do not function more effectively than over-the-counter acetaminophen drugs.
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Test 2: A group of Black Angus cattle (Bos taurus) is crossbred to create a new strain (Strain 002) for experimentation. Genome of Strain 002 appears within SCP-6002 as expected. Strain 002 genome modified within SCP-6002 to include material from SCP-1007.
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Result: Strain 002 cattle revert to calf stage following slaughter and butchering. Each individual may be indefinitely slaughtered for meat without feed or housing expenses.
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Test 3: Genome of the common domestic chicken (Gallus gallus domesticus) modified within SCP-6002 to insert a novel genetic disease (Disorder 001). Foundation treatment for Disorder 001 developed and marketed six months after appearance of the disease in commercial farms.
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Result: 7% of global domestic chicken population dies before Foundation treatment is marketed. Foundation sells 700 million doses of Disorder 001 treatment within four weeks.
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Addendum 4: Incident 6002-B-001
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On 11 April 2009, Disorder 001 ceased to appear among newly-hatched domestic chickens. Upon review, Junior Researcher Dr. Rose Wildcat was found to have modified SCP-6002 without authorization, removing Disorder 001 and reverting the Gallus gallus domesticus genome to its prior state. Dr. Wildcat was detained and questioned.
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Interviewer: Dr. Eugene Muller
+Subject: Dr. Rose Wildcat
+Others present: Dr. Amara Achebe, Security Officer Marx, Security Officer Johnson
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[Begin log]
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Dr. Eugene Muller (Muller): Do you know why you’re here, Rose?
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Dr. Rose Wildcat (Wildcat): No. You goons pulled me from my bed half an hour ago and nobody’s bothered to explain anything to me yet.
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Muller: Rose, when was the last time you ascended 6002?
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[Wildcat is silent.]
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Muller: Sweetie, don’t make this harder than it has to be.
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Wildcat: Stop calling me that. I’m not your child.
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Muller: Answer the question, Rose.
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Wildcat: When the fuck do you think? You make the schedule, you tell me.
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[Muller sighs.]
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Muller: Security footage and your access card data say you went up last night.
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Wildcat: Bullshit.
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Muller: Do you want to see the footage?
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[Wildcat is silent.]
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Muller: Rose, I know how hard it is for someone as green as you are to accept what we’re doing. But you can’t just take—
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Wildcat: I’ve been working here for 20 years.
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Muller: You can’t just take it upon yourself to decide what’s best! Do you know what could have happened if you’d made a mistake?
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Wildcat: Oh, you mean like giving billions of animals a terminal illness overnight?
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Muller: I’m about through with your attitude.
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Wildcat: Go fuck yourself.
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Muller: …All right. I’ll give you a choice. If you apologize now, I may be willing to put in a good word for you with the O5. I don’t think they'll take kindly to this either way, but there’s a chance you’ll be spared with my help. I admit, I’d miss your smile around here.
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Muller: Speak up, woman. Don’t be a fool.
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Wildcat: …Thank you, doctor. I apologize.
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Muller: There, now. Was that so hard? We can still treat each other reasonably.
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Closing notes: On the recommendation of Dr. Muller, O5 command agreed to allow Dr. Wildcat to keep her Foundation position. She was, however, demoted to Level 1 clearance and reassigned to a clerical position in Muller’s office. Dr. Muller remodified the Gallus gallus domesticus genome within SCP-6002, and Disorder 001 again manifested among domestic chickens on 12 April 2009.
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Addendum 5: Projects ETERNAL and 6002-ARK
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ATTENTION: LEVEL 5-6002 EYES ONLY
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The following documents describe classified projects undertaken by multiple Foundation entities on a global scale. Access to these documents is allowed only on a need-to-know basis for those with level 5-6002 clearance. Viewing these documents without proper authorization will result in immediate remote termination via Cognitomole ARK_cm771.
A promotional flyer for the Great Dismal Swamp seized by MTF operatives during a raid on Hodges Manor Elementary School in Portsmouth, VA, as part of Project 6002-ARK, 17 April 2019.
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Overview: Project 6002-ARK was a counterintelligence, military, and information security campaign operated by the Foundation from 12 June 2014 to 24 April 2021. The project's goal was to conceal the destruction of an entire taxonomic kingdom of life (approx. 1.3 million species) by SCP-6002-B, a genetic infection within SCP-6002. This infection emerged during testing for Project ETERNAL, a Foundation effort to eliminate senescence2 among human beings using SCP-6002.
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As of 24 April 2021, Project 6002-ARK status is: COMPLETE. All knowledge of the kingdom Aeternae has been successfully expunged from public consciousness.
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[FILE: ARK_Aeternae]
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Commentary by Dr. Rose Wildcat, director, Project 6002-ARK
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You know about the kingdoms of life. Animals, plants, bacteria, those big categories that encompass everything. If you’re a biologist, you probably know there are six of them. Maybe you remember learning that in school. But you didn’t. You learned it from Foundation conditioning.
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There were never just six kingdoms of life—there were seven. Animalia, the animals. Plantae, the plants. Fungi, Protista, Archaea, Bacteria… and Aeternae.
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Aeterns were the seventh kingdom. That word probably sounds unfamiliar to you, but it didn’t for most of your life. At one time it rolled off your tongue just as easily as “animals” does now. Aeterns lived on land and in the oceans. Some were great and some were small. Some were feared, others were hunted, and still more were domesticated by humans as pets and companions. In total, there were 1.3 million extant aetern species prior to 12 June 2014. None remain.
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Characteristics: Aeterns were eukaryotic, multicellular organisms ranging from .03–94 meters in length and .006–240,000 kilograms in weight. They were motile3, largely heterotrophic4 (though some were autotrophs5), and reproduced sexually. Aeterns played a role in the ecosystem similar to that of animals, with herbivorous species preyed upon by omnivores and carnivores higher in the food chain. Most notably, aeterns did not experience senescence, and were highly resilient against cancers and other cellular damage.
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Hatzegopteryx illustration by paleontologist Mark Witton.
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Hatzegopteryx (Rapio maxima)
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Hatzegopteryx was a flighted apex predator thought to be a holdover from the late Cretaceous period. It was the largest flying organism ever to live—adult females were observed with wingspans in excess of 15 meters. Hatzegopteryx resided in sub-tropical Africa, but could range as far north as Romania. Due to its habit of preying upon cattle, it was widely considered a pest species.
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The "Chinese dragon" is based on the bright-whiskered dragon species. Its symbolism was redirected to other cultural touchstones by Project 6002-ARK.
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Bright-whiskered dragon (Draco ignis)
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The enormous bright-whiskered dragon was a legendary and reclusive resident of Nepalese and Tibetan mountains. Critically endangered since the 1950s, the dragon was hunted nearly to extinction for its scales, which were rumored to have medicinal properties in addition to their dazzling appearance. Despite their size, bright-whiskers were autotrophic, and hibernated for much of the day to replenish their energy.
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Giant tusker (Duro scrofa)
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There was no better livestock guardian than the giant tusker, a gentle quadruped which formed protective familial bonds with people, animals and aeterns alike. Evidence suggests that tuskers—so named for their prominent tusks, which molted and grew back each year—were domesticated as early as 5,000 BCE. Giant tuskers were among the most intelligent aeterns, capable of learning up to 200 different commands.
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[FILE: ARK_ETERNAL]
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Forward: Foundation geneticists had long been interested in the possibility of using genetic material from the aeterns to slow or eliminate human aging. On 2 May 2010, Dr. Eugene Muller proposed experimentation along those lines within SCP-6002. The initial goal was to implant material from a given aetern species into the chimpanzee (Pan troglodytes) genome via SCP-6002, with the longer-term goal of doing the same for human beings. After extensive O5 and Ethics Committee review, testing was approved on 29 May 2010 under the codename Project ETERNAL.
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Testing log
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Subject: Human (Homo sapiens), chimpanzee (Pan troglodytes) and giant tusker (Duro scrofa) genomes within SCP-6002
+Supervising researcher: Dr. Eugene Muller
+Attending researchers: Dr. Amara Achebe
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Test 1: Genetic information governing aetern cellular regeneration isolated within SCP-6002. However, material decays too quickly upon removal from SCP-6002 for it to be transposed into another genome.
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Notes: Perhaps some kind of preservative is needed? We’ll try that next. -Dr. Muller
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Test 2: Genetic information governing aetern cellular regeneration isolated within SCP-6002. Upon removal, material submerged in a preservative solution of sodium benzoate. Material quickly disintegrates within solution.
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Test 3: Genetic information governing aetern cellular regeneration isolated within SCP-6002. Upon removal, material submerged in a preservative solution of sorbic acid. Material quickly disintegrates within solution.
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Notes: Requesting permission to stabilize biomass via anomalous methods used in past 6002 experimentation. -Dr. Muller (Request approved 7 June 2010)
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Test 4: Genetic information governing aetern cellular regeneration isolated within SCP-6002. Upon removal, material submerged in a preservative solution refined from several anomalous organisms, including SCP-106, SCP-294-11, SCP-682, SCP-████ and SCP-████. Material quickly disintegrates within solution.
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Notes: God dammit, this has always worked before. I’m losing patience. What if we spread the stuff on it before we actually remove the biomass? -Dr. Muller
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Test 5: Genetic information governing aetern cellular regeneration isolated within SCP-6002. Prior to removal from the structure, material treated with the preservative solution used in Test 4. Upon removal, material stable. Material recombined into the genome of the chimpanzee. Group of chimpanzees observed for a period of 24 months.
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Results: Chimpanzees under observation show no visible signs of aging.
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Test 6: Aetern genetic material removed from the chimpanzee genome within SCP-6002. Group of chimpanzees observed for a period of 24 months.
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Results: Chimpanzee aging reverts to pre-test norms. Genetic material isolated in Test 5 approved for testing within the human genome on 5 June 2014.
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Test 7: Genetic information governing aetern cellular regeneration isolated within SCP-6002. Prior to removal from the structure, material is treated with preservative solution used in Tests 4 and 5. Material recombined into the human genome.
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Results: Material rejected by SCP-6002. Rejected material disintegrates rapidly, causing minor damage to the structure. Further cross-testing of aetern-human genetic material disallowed by O5 command to prevent damage to the human genome.
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Afterword: Three days after Test 7, Dr. Achebe observed what appeared to be rot spreading around Dr. Muller’s incision on the branch of SCP-6002 containing the giant tusker genome. Dr. Achebe excised the area. The following day, she observed that rot had appeared again around the incision.
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From: Dr. Amara Achebe
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Eugene, have you seen what’s going on with the tusker branch? There’s some kind of blight spreading through it. Can we take a look this afternoon?
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Dr. Eugene Muller, PhD
+Albert Manfred Distinguished Site Director, SCP-6002
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Can you at least tell me what’s going on? Is this something we should be reporting to the Council or one of the info security teams? I’m worried we’re going to lose the whole branch.
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Dr. Eugene Muller, PhD
+Albert Manfred Distinguished Site Director, SCP-6002
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Following her ascent into SCP-6002 with Dr. Muller, Dr. Achebe was not seen on site for 72 hours. Eventually, Dr. Rose Wildcat, working at the time as Dr. Muller’s secretary, became concerned and raised the issue with the site security team. Dr. Muller was questioned, but could not account for Dr. Achebe’s whereabouts. Security officers ascended SCP-6002 and, after fourteen hours of searching, discovered the corpse of Dr. Achebe covered by several layers of new growth. Cause of death was a single gunshot wound to the back of the head via standard issue Foundation handgun. The incident was immediately reported to O5 command, and security officers proceeded to the private quarters of Dr. Muller to apprehend him for further questioning. Upon arrival, they found Dr. Muller dead of apparent suicide by hanging.
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As the only remaining researcher with operational knowledge of the SCP-6002 superstructure, Dr. Wildcat was appointed SCP-6002 project lead by O5 command the following day and tasked with investigating the rot reported by Dr. Achebe. Dr. Wildcat ascended to the giant tusker branch and found it near the point of rotting away entirely. It was the opinion of Dr. Wildcat that decomposition had been ongoing within the branch for some months, but was concealed by Dr. Muller. Dr. Wildcat requested and was granted permission to excise the branch, and Foundation operatives began disinformation protocols ahead of the anticipated extinction of the giant tusker species. Extinction followed as expected over the next seven months. Dr. Wildcat retained the excised branch for further study.
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[FILE: ARK_6002-B]
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Overview: SCP-6002-B designates an anomalous genetic infection first discovered within SCP-6002 by Dr. Rose Wildcat on 12 June 2014. It is the result of cross-contamination between anomalous and non-anomalous material within the structure by Dr. Eugene Muller during Project ETERNAL.
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Effects: Under normal conditions, SCP-6002-B gradually spreads outward through SCP-6002, infecting new material as it goes. As infected genetic material decays within SCP-6002, organisms sharing this material also experience decay. This manifests as a rotting of the skin and organs similar to untreated leprosy. When all of a species' genome has decayed within SCP-6002, extant members of that species experience instantaneous decomposition, appearing to "fall apart" on the spot as their soft tissues dissolve.
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Treatment: There is no known method to prevent the spread of SCP-6002-B. The infection resists both conventional medical treatment and anomalous treatment via other SCP objects. Removing visibly infected areas arrests the condition for a time, but never eliminates it entirely; to date, SCP-6002-B has simply remanifested around the excision wound within 10 days.
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Discovery: After excising an infected branch from SCP-6002, Dr. Wildcat detected several anomalous substances within it. All of these substances were employed in a preservative solution used by Dr. Muller during Project ETERNAL. Muller’s decision to apply the solution directly to SCP-6002 in his impatience likely resulted in the spread of these substances to the giant tusker genome and the creation of SCP-6002-B.
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While it may have been possible to contain the infection were it discovered earlier, Dr. Muller concealed his mistake from other researchers for a period of at least three full years, allowing SCP-6002-B to take hold throughout the tusker genome and other portions of the kingdom Aeternae.
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[New comment]Wildcat, Dr. Rose M.:
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I cut that branch off, and then I went back to my room and cried all night. And all the next morning. I couldn’t eat or sleep for two days. Amara… My dear, I’m so sorry, I should never have let him take you up there. I should never have… God…
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My little sister had a stuffed tusker when we were growing up. Mimi. She brought home picture books after school and told us about them. Now she can’t even remember…
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[FILE: ARK_timeline]
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Project 6002-ARK Timeline to date
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12 June 2014: Giant tusker genome excised from SCP-6002. Giant tusker extinction begins.
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22 June 2014: Dr. Wildcat discovers infection in other portions of SCP-6002. Infection designated SCP-6002-B.
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24 June 2014: SCP-6002-B is determined to have contaminated the entire genus Duro. Excision of the genus from SCP-6002 is requested and approved. Research begins into other methods of containing SCP-6002-B.
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9 July 2014: Despite Foundation efforts, dieoffs among extant members of the Duro genus are observed by civilian researchers. MTF Nu-45 (“Inherit the Wind”) is created to manage ongoing amnestic efforts.
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9 September 2014: SCP-6002-B is determined to have contaminated the entire family Pellicea. As family-wide extinctions would substantially worsen the ongoing information security crisis, excision is delayed while other treatments are pursued.
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12 October 2014: SCP-6002-B’s impact is discovered within extant members of the Pellicea family by civilian researchers. MTF Nu-45 fails to contain the discovery in time, and news articles on the subject are published by several major media outlets.
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29 December 2014: Excision of the Pellicea family from SCP-6002 is ordered by O5 command. Dr. Wildcat delays acting on this order for three days, for which she is reprimanded.
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18 February 2015: Members of the Global Occult Coalition (GOC) contact Foundation researchers regarding possible cooperation on research into the sudden extinctions, which they have identified as anomalous. The Foundation denies any knowledge of the issue and refuses cooperation.
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4 June 2015: SCP-6002-B is determined to have contaminated 88% of the order Rectus within SCP-6002, comprising some 40,000 organisms.
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19 September 2015: First attack on Biological Containment Site-6002 by GOC operatives. Attack is rebuffed and several operatives are detained for questioning. Interviews reveal the GOC is aware of SCP-6002 and believes the Foundation has failed to address the ongoing crisis.
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14 January 2016: Outlets including the New York Times, Washington Post, and Los Angeles Times publish reporting on SCP-6002-B by investigative journalists, revealing awareness of SCP-6002-B’s anomalous origin. Mid-level BK-class “Broken Masquerade” scenario declared by O5 command.
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19 January 2016: Second attack on Biological Containment Site-6002 by GOC operatives. Operatives work in cooperation with members of the Serpent’s Hand, Chaos Insurgency, and Manna Charitable Foundation. Attack is rebuffed.
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12 March 2016: Third attack on Biological Containment Site-6002. GOC operatives work in cooperation with various Groups of Interest and the U.S. military. Site is captured by attackers after 17 hours. Dr. Wildcat and her staff are presumed imprisoned or deceased. High-level BK-class scenario declared.
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2 April 2016: MTF Nu-7 (“Hammer Down") and MTF Alpha-1 (“Red Right Hand”) attempt to retake Biological Containment Site-6002. Operation is unsuccessful.
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23 October 2016: Impact of SCP-6002-B is observed across extant individuals from multiple Aeternae phyla. Infection is presumed to have spread to the entire kingdom Aeternae within SCP-6002.
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9 July 2017: Dr. Wildcat establishes contact with the Foundation from within SCP-6002 itself. She reveals she has been hiding in the structure’s crown since Biological Containment Site-6002 was captured 16 months earlier. Dr. Wildcat is able to provide vital intelligence regarding GOC operations at the site.
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13 August 2017: Acting on Dr. Wildcat’s intelligence, MTF Nu-7 and MTF Alpha-1 recapture Biological Containment Site-6002.
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14 August 2017: Dr. Wildcat advocates for the excision of the entire Aeternae kingdom from SCP-6002, arguing that SCP-6002-B will be eliminated by this action before it can spread further. Excision is approved by O5 command on 18 August 2017.
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19 August 2017: Mass extinction of 1.3 million species in the kingdom Aeternae begins. Dr. Wildcat works with members of Foundation and civilian ecological teams to redesign heavily-impacted ecosystems via anomalous means. Such operations are widely recognized as Foundation containment efforts during this time, resulting in frequent attacks.
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29 July 2020: Final known member of the kingdom Aeternae presumed deceased. Project 6002-ARK effort shifts to mass disinformation and memory editing. Strategies include: global deployment of Class-X amnestics via the jet stream and the water cycle; commandeering of media, government offices and institutions of higher education; expunging of all records regarding minor aetern species; and disguising of records regarding major aetern species via historical and social phenomena, including prominent fiction, the fossil record, cultural traditions and folklore, and conspiracy theories.
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4 September 2020: 75% of the global population has either forgotten the existence of aeterns or become convinced that they are fictional creatures. Attacks on Foundation sites substantially decrease.
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April 24, 2021: MTF Nu-45 declares all knowledge of the kingdom Aeternae absent from human memory and the historical record. Attacks on Foundation sites cease. Veil considered acceptably intact.
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Addendum: On 18 May 2021, SCP-6002-B was discovered in SCP-6002’s trunk despite the excision of the kingdom Aeternae. The infection is forecast to reach other kingdoms within 12 months. O5 command has ordered Dr. Wildcat to investigate pre-emptive removal of other sections of SCP-6002 to arrest the infection while Project 6002-ARK disinformation infrastructure remains in place.
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[New comment]Wildcat, Dr. Rose M.:
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When the Foundation first explored the Tree, researchers wrote that they were plagued by strange noises. Howls, rustles, screams. My people have another way of describing these sounds. They are the Tree speaking to us.
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It speaks with the voice of every living thing. Sometimes, it is the voice of the coyote, boasting of its recent hunts. Other times it is the voice of the smallest bird, somewhere far off in the jungles of another land, calling for its mate. On lucky nights, many voices will rise all together, singing the songs of the forest, or the sea, or the sky. My people once knew these songs well.
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Then came the Foundation. When it arrived, we were hopeful. We had seen the Tree suffer as human cities grew. We asked the Foundation to help us repair it. Instead, we were rounded up, slain, and erased from the Tree and the land around it. The Foundation believed it had captured all of us. It was wrong.
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On my thirteenth birthday, my mother and grandmother took me into the basement of our home and told me about the Tree. They showed me the journals my great grandmother filled, describing the smells and the feel of the branches and the sound of the songs over and over to herself so she would never forget. They told me of the men who had stolen the Tree from us. That day, the Tree became part of my identity, as it had been for generations of my people.
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I resolved to study, and to work. For ten years, I studied and worked my way to the top of my profession, waiting for the call I hoped would come. Eventually, it did. I was recruited into the SCP Foundation when I was 23 years old, and assigned to a new project researching the Tree.
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The work was tiring and unforgiving. My only comforts came from being close to the Tree. I slept, worked and lived within it. When the Foundation began experimenting on the Tree, I fought with myself over what to do. Eventually I simply could not stand it, and risked my own life to try and repair their damage. I was found out, of course, and only narrowly escaped execution. I remained on site, bearing the daily insult of Muller’s harassments as best I could, and bided my time. Sweet Amara did her best to cheer me in secret.
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I was not allowed into the Tree any more. But, even from a distance, I began to hear something behind its songs. A lower, more menacing tone, like a cornered beast. I know now that Muller had already begun to conceal the harm he was doing, and that the sounds I heard were the Tree crying out in pain as the blight spread within its branches.
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WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE IS LEVEL 4/6022 CLASSIFIED
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SCP-6022, taken from its southeast border.
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6022 is not to be visible on civilian web mapping software. SCP-6022 and its general vicinity is to be barred from access to the public on the basis of unstable ground and Mobile Task Force Theta-██ is to patrol the area 1km around the object to prevent unauthorized entry. Due to its immobile nature, Site-6022 has been established at the northwest edge of SCP-6022 for observation and containment of the object. Personnel assigned to SCP-6022 who have a security clearance of Level 2 and above are to be equipped with a firearm when at Site-6022 and all personnel stationed at the site are to be in groups of 3 or more when travelling in a vehicle to avoid triggering SCP-6022-2's anomalous properties.
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Survivors of SCP-6022-2 events are to be administered Class-A amnestics and given the cover story of a hit-and-run car accident which resulted in amputation of the right arm. In cases where the SCP-6022-2 event is fatal, a cover story is to be disseminated to the deceased’s next of kin and the body is to be released to their family. Personnel can view Document-6022-2-A for an extensive list of cover stories to be released.
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SCP-6022-3-A are to be terminated by gunfire on sight at long range. If personnel are exposed to within 5m of SCP-6022-3-A without adequate protective equipment, they are to be quarantined for 1 week and observed for potential symptoms of SCP-6022-3 development. Deceased instances of SCP-6022-3-A are then to be disposed of by incineration, with all personnel involved in the process required to wear Class-V Hazmat gear. Class IV Biological Hazard disposal protocol is to be followed by personnel at all times.
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Description: SCP-6022 is a forest located in H████, Ireland, with an estimated area of 100 square kilometers. Thaumaturgical symbols suspected to be related to SCP-████ have been found to be carved on the trees in the anomaly and the symbols emit short pulses of light at intermittent durations. Another of the object's anomalous quality is that the symbols are unable to be pictured on recording equipment when they are not emitting light. Moderate electromagnetic interference is present, causing occasional disruptions in electronic devices and causing recording equipment to superimpose random colors onto the photo or video taken of SCP-6022.
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The object is a spatial anomaly, with some paths and landmarks at different locations in various experiments conducted. Paths also do not logically intersect based on mapped paths from earlier attempts.
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Subjects entering SCP-6022 report being watched by an unknown entity and exhibit evident distress while in the forest, typically refusing to walk beyond about 2km into SCP-6022. However, a small percentage of subjects can venture deeper into the object with enough persuasion. Beyond the 2km threshold, all video or audio recording devices cease to function while they remain in SCP-6022. Retrieved video footage only shows a tree with a humanoid appearance in what appears to be the inner area of SCP-6022. The tree’s features make it appear to be in pain, and analysis of the video has shown that the tree slowly sways throughout the video despite the absence of wind.
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Upon closer inspection, an entity is visible standing in the background, thereafter referred to as SCP-6022-1. SCP-6022-1 resembles a ram and has 3 luminescent eye-like appendages present on the front of its head, thought the entity's lower body resembles that of a serpent. In every instance of footage recovered, the appearance of the tree differs, but SCP-6022-1 will always be present. The footage also has a cognitohazard effect, which manifests when SCP-6022-1 is noticed in the video. The effect manifests in the affected subject perceiving everybody else to be an instance of SCP-6022-1, though this effect can be reversed if Class A amnestics are applied in the 24-hour period after exposure.
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SCP-6022-2 is a withered yew tree near the southeast border of the object. It is missing its right branch, which is presumed to have broken off due to its weight. SCP-6022-1's anomalous property manifests when a lone driver drives past SCP-6022-2. In all incidents, the driver would report abruptly losing control of the vehicle and driving into SCP-6022-2, afterwards losing consciousness. All such events, regardless of the driver’s survival will result in the complete loss of the driver’s right arm, and the fatality rate of such SCP-6022-2 events is higher than non-anomalous car accidents.
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In roughly 5% of known SCP-6022-2 events, the driver contracts SCP-6022-3 through unknown means. SCP-6022-3 is a complex prion similar in structure to SCP-███ and the effects of the prion has an unusually short incubation period spanning roughly a week, resulting in the affected subject turning into an instance of SCP-6022-3-A. During the incubation period, the infected subject reports encountering SCP-6022-1 in their sleep. Such dreams often involve the subject being trapped in a forest at nightfall and getting stalked by SCP-6022-1, and the dream always concludes with SCP-6022-1 finding the subject and looking into their eyes. In such events, the subject’s heart rate can spike up to 220 beats per minute, sometimes leading to death. Attempts to avoid sleeping have little effect, as well as chemicals administered to help the subject stay awake.
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At the end of the incubation period, the subject will take on the appearance of a native from the grove where speech is controlled and will attempt to initiate touch with the nearest human, turning them into another instance of SCP-6022-3-A. It is likely that the prion spreads upon physical exposure to SCP-6022-3-A, and that deceased instances of SCP-6022-3-A are still contagious.
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SCP-6022-4 is located at the center of SCP-6022. It is composed of numerous anomalous symbols and letters suspected by Foundation cryptographers to be related to SCP-████ and ███ ███████, a known Group of Interest. SCP-6022-4 spans approximately 100m and emits a steady stream of Roentgen rays with a wavelength of around 1nm, which led to its discovery by thermal imaging satellites owned by the Foundation. A SCP-6022-4 Event occurs when the amplitude of the waves produced by SCP-6022-4 exceed 20 meters, and Procedure 6022-Thysia is to be enacted within 24 6 hours.
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Procedure 6022-Thysia requires the following:
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Two armed security guards with Security Clearance of 2 or higher (henceforth referred to as “guards”)
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One Foundation personnel with Security Clearance of 3 or higher (henceforth referred to as “celebrant”)
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One clay sculpture of a human in a sitting posture (henceforth referred to as “sculpture”)
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One chair made of animal bones and wooden sticks doused in commercial lighter fluid (henceforth referred to as “chair”)
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One stone effigy of a human fetus doused with commercial lighter fluid (henceforth referred to as “effigy”)
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Two lighters, or any other device capable of consistently starting a flame under any circumstances (henceforth referred to as “lighters”)
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The celebrant is to secure the sculpture to the chair, with the guards present to prevent any deviation from the steps listed in the procedure.
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The celebrant is to place the effigy on the lap of the sculpture and chant the phrase “██████, ██████ ██ █████████” repeatedly until the procedure is completed.
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The celebrant is then to use the lighter to set the chair and the effigy on fire. The other lighter is a spare, in the circumstance the first lighter fails to produce a flame.
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After this is done, the fire is to be allowed to burn out, at which point the celebrant is to stop chanting.
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All materials used for the procedure are to be gathered up and the chair, along with the sculpture and the effigy, is to be incinerated afterwards.
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Failure to complete Procedure 6022-Thysia may result in [REDACTED], the last such event resulting in over 1███ deaths from a severe earthquake occurring exactly 24 hours after a SCP-6022-4 Event.
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Discovery: SCP-6022 came to the Foundation’s attention in 198█ as a possible anomaly after multiple reports of ‘iron-hating leprechauns’ abducting children from a nearby town. Further investigation revealed a forest with unusual heat signatures, later classified as SCP-6022. At the time of the object’s discovery, numerous legends about SCP-6022 and SCP-6022-1 had been in circulation, leading to the area being written off as ‘cursed’. As such, the Foundation was able to secure SCP-6022 and build Site-6022 with relative ease.
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Addendum: SCP-6022-4 events have become more frequent, occurring roughly once every fortnight. Expert Foundation Thaumaturgists have recommended that elaborate patterns be etched onto the skin of the effigy and the sculpture in Procedure 6022-Thysia as to 'appease' the object for a longer period of time.
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Addendum 2: On ██/██/202█, Procedure 6022-Thysia was delayed due to [REDACTED] and a tsunami occurred exactly 6 hours after a SCP-6022-4 event, resulting in an excess of 1████ deaths. This change in behavior corresponded to a breach of an anomaly contained by Protocol 4000-ESHU, which the object is presumed to be related to. As such, containment protocols have been updated.
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Addendum 3: On ██/██/202█, a document was recovered nailed to SCP-6022-2. The document was made of vellum, though further analysis into its composition remains inconclusive. The aforementioned document, henceforth referred to as Document-6022-2, appeared to be aged upon retrieval and carbon dating study revealed Document-6022-2 to be at least 2000 years old. The document is in Ogham, a Celtic script, and what appears to be juice from an unknown berry was used to write on the document. Personnel with a security clearance of Level 4 and above can view a copy of the translated text in Document-6022-2 below. The document is currently stored in a low-risk standard locker at Site-19 with the credentials to retrieve the document solely with the incumbent SCP-6022 Research Head.
All this loud noise. All this bright light. All these people.
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+I just want my forest back.
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The final line contained a cognitohazard with the effect of causing roughly 20% of viewers to express a sudden interest in Celtic mythology and nature. Re-exposure to Document-6022-2 might affect unaffected readers, though Class-B amnestics are able to reverse the effects of the cognitohazard entirely. After preliminary testing with Document-6022-2, two D-Class used for testing have since been gauged suitable for rehabilitation into society. The subjects, D-6███ and D-9████ have been given the suitable amnestics, and released, where they have been working as prominent anthropologists on Celtic folklore and mythology.
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Addendum 4: Document-6022-2 is presumed to be related to Damu, a Celtic land deity, judging from the content and the estimated age of the document. In the days after the document's recovery, personnel stationed at Site-6022 have reported heightened feelings of paranoia and soft laughter in the facility, though audio recording devices have not picked up any sounds of the like. One month after Document-6022-2's recovery, site personnel have reported occasionally seeing a tall hooded figure in SCP-6022 and having dreams of being buried alive. Staff morale has been decreasing drastically, and as such, SCP-6022's containment procedures have been amended. Revised containment procedures are now awaiting the approval of Overwatch Command.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6046 instances are stored in a jar sealed with a rubber stopper. No object which uses mechanical fasteners1 to connect its discrete elements is to be brought within four meters of SCP-6046's container.
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Until uncontained SCP-6046 instances are recovered, maintenance staff are to report any weak mechanical connections found on-site to Dr. Emiel Rozmun.
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Description: SCP-6046 is a set of 12 marbles, each of which cause mechanical connections within a radius of 3.4 meters to weaken. Experiments have shown them to be capable of reforming the tails of rivets as well as loosening bolts, nuts, screws and nails. SCP-6046 has no effect on adhesives.
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Addendum 6046.1: Incident 6046.1
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Dr. Annise Silverman, the researcher formerly responsible for SCP-6046, experienced a psychotic episode following exposure to a cognitohazard2. Before Dr. Silverman was diagnosed and detained for treatment, she removed four instances of SCP-6046 from containment, none of which which were found on her person or in any of her work spaces when searched. Responsibility for SCP-6046 has been delegated to Dr. Rozmun until such time as Dr. Silverman recovers.
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Addendum 6046.2: Incident 6046.2
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A space heater mounted to the wall of a staff break room became dislodged, striking Researcher Simon Colbert when it fell. Colbert survived the impact, however it caused severe damage to his frontal lobe which has resulted in a number of antisocial behaviors. An uncontained instance of SCP-6046 was discovered in the same break room during the subsequent investigation.
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Addendum 6046.3: Archived Correspondence
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The following recommendations from Dr. Rozmun are being considered for implementation pending review.
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To: Director Zeig Skannon
+From: Doctor Emiel Rozmun
+Subject: SCP-6046
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Given the incidents these have been involved in, I thought it appropriate to move them from the anomalous items log to an official database entry. I also have some suggestions regarding their containment:
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Take a more proactive approach to recovering missing instances
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Increase the frequency of my psych evals
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Give SCP-6046 a Euclid containment class until we're certain it doesn't manipulate circumstances to cause mental instability
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I know the evidence is only circumstantial, but I can't be the only one concerned that the thing linked to people losing their minds is a set of lost marbles which make screws come loose.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6189-1 is to be housed within a standard climate-controlled greenhouse located at Site-██. Personnel exhibiting any open wounds, bleeding, or scabbing regardless of severity may not access SCP-6189-1's enclosure. A full-body inspection will be performed upon all personnel prior to and after entry.
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Every week, researchers are provided During periods of approved experimentation, researchers may requisition a weekly sample of 3 liters of human or animal blood to nourish SCP-6189-1. Additional supplies are provided as needed from donors registered to the Foundation's Tissue, Organ and Blood Donations program.1
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SCP-6189-2 and -3 are to be kept inside a standard equipment locker within SCP-6189-1's enclosure.
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Items SCP-6189-4 and -5 have no anomalous properties and are stored within Site-██'s Archives in the Historical Resources section. Soft copies are freely available upon request.
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Items SCP-6189-6 and -7 will be stored within Site-██'s Thaumaturgic Artifacts sector in sealed, camera-monitored containment lockers with a dedicated TRISMEGUS-level thaumaturgic countermeasure apparatus (TCA). Researchers may request access to cell cultures of SCP-6189-6's samples for Daevite geneological research and targeted thaumic experiments.
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Access to the original SCP-6189-6 may be requested by personnel with Head Researcher clearance or higher.
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In addition to the aforementioned TRISMEGUS-level TCA, SCP-6189-7 will be stored within a chilled containment locker. Access to SCP-6189-7 requires O5 approval, renewed monthly, and is limited to the exact parameters of any proposed experiments. Attempts to access SCP-6189-7 without permission will be logged; personnel without permission are to be detained, interrogated, and examined for memetic tampering.
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Description: SCP-6189 is a collection of artifacts associated with Daevite thaumaturgy drawn from various periods of material culture. The oldest item, a polished slab of worked limestone, dates to the Ḳastau period during the early Bronze Age, while the most recent item is a small sketchbook of modern manufacture. Chemical and forensic analysis suggest the last item was created in 19██.
SCP-6189-1 is a circular ritual bowl composed of anomalous wood approximately 600cm wide and 300cm deep. It is roughly funnel-shaped, with a wide, shallow outer lip tapering to a steep internal hollow approximately 300cm wide. The bottom of the bowl is rough and pockmarked with hollows. The underside of the bowl is rough and bulbous, like a tree knot. Genetic analysis shows limited resemblance to non-anomalous Prunus persicas2.
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Kant scans of SCP-6189-1 indicate both Akiva and Hume readings consistent with a religious thaumaturgical focus.
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Dormancy
+In its "dormant" state, SCP-6189-1 resembles petrified driftwood. The item was assumed inactive upon initial receipt. After Incident 04/18/██, SCP-6189-1 first exhibited properties typical for its period of active use.
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When any bleeding animal ("subject") is brought within approximately 4m of SCP-6189-1, the subject is rapidly exsanguinated by unknown means. This phenomenon will hereby be referred to as a "sacrifice." Recently deceased and living subjects both undergo exsanguination at equal rates. Blood is drawn directly from its source and deposited within SCP-6189-1, where it is absorbed.
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Prior to modern blood transfusion methods, rates of exanguination suggest exposure would prove fatal for most adult hominids after two minutes.
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Active
+After an initial sacrifice of between 5 and 6 liters takes place, a dormant SCP-6189-1 enters an active state and undergoes significant alterations. Petrified external tissues are shed as rapid tissue growth replaces the outer layers with a rich brown-red bark. The outer rim of the bowl now exhibits a ring of stiff, palmately lobed leaves. These leaves vary in color, from deep red to soft green.
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As part of the initial sacrifice event, SCP-6189-1 rapidly extrudes a trunk and root structures from the bole at its base until they penetrate the soil to a depth of approximately 500cm. These are slender and do not appear to provide SCP-6189-1 sustenance. After the 500cm point, the roots curve sharply horizontal and spread through the surrounding soil.
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The "sacrifice" effect of SCP-6189-1 continues to occur in its active state. However, blood received in excess of SCP-6189-1's initial requirements pools within the bowl. SCP-6189-1 radiates a consistent high background hume count.
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The active SCP-6189-1 rapidly desiccates regardless of access to water or local temperature and humidity. It appears primarily hematophagic and requires approximately 6 liters per month. SCP-6189-1 does not require access to sunlight or exposure to ultraviolet light. Desiccation does not appear fatal; SCP-6189-1 has been allowed to petrify 4 times since receipt and revived with subsequent sacrifice events to no apparent ill effect.
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SCP-6189-2 is an ornamental knife approximately 0.31m long. It has a single edge, slightly hooked tip with a concave edge and a slightly rough, bark-covered handle made of wood. The knife's outer surface is fire-gilded with a layer of silver. Its lack of a hilt, fine edge and shape suggests it is a ritual tool rather than a weapon or working tool.
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Analysis has shown this knife possesses no anomalous properties but a significantly higher than baseline hume saturation. Its relative lack of microbial contamination can be explained by the layer of silver applied to the blade. Chemical analysis shows minimal traces of blood. However, microscopic analysis of its edge indicate extensive use and regular sharpening.
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SCP-6189-3 is a set of barkcloth bandages of unknown manufacture and origin. Genetic analysis suggests a common ancestor with SCP-6189-1. Applied to a wound, these bandages appear to quickly clot blood and staunch bleeding. Wounds thus bandaged are not affected by the exsanguination effect of a sacrifice event.
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SCP-6189-4 consists of a set of 32 worked, rectangular limestone slabs. Each slab has relief carvings upon both sides, indicating they were intended to be portable or movable rather than removed from a previously fixed setting. Small grooves have been carved into both vertical edges. Microscopic wear patterns suggest these slabs were once held in modular frames.3
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Each relief carving depicts a scene of several posed humanoid figures in the foreground, set against a particular scene. Artistic style varies across slabs; some follow the simplified silhouettes typical of Kastau-period Daevite art, while others are Ḳast period lithograms with elaborately detailed musculature and physical features.
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Foundation anthropologists have assembled several hypothesized "sequences" of slabs, basing them off the most natural sequence of dancers' motions and the background depictions. All such motions are reproducible by baseline h.sapiens sapiens.
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Of the 32 tablets in the set, 18 have been numbered in the bottom right corner using Arabic numerals. These additions are very recent and made in red spray paint.
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SCP-6189-5 is a modern sketchbook filled with detailed sketches in black pencil. SCP-6189-5 displays no anomalous properties. Paper composition, binding, and other details of manufacture are contemporary.
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The sketchbook depicts scenes seeming drawn from daily and ritual life within the Daevite empire. Unlike many Middle and Late Imperial Daevite artistic artifacts, which depict different social and gendered castes in highly formulaic poses and attire, SCP-6189-5 is rendered in a lifelike style. Up to ███ unique individuals are discernible, with unique costumes, features, and attitudes. Both h. sapiens sapiens and individuals belonging to the theorized h. sapiens daeva subspecies are included in these sketches.
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Curiously, there are very few depictions of h. daeva children in SCP-6189-5. Only █ children appear to be individuals of the h. daeva subspecies, mostly in sketches estimated to be from earlier periods. Most h. daeva individuals are first represented as adults, frequently after depictions of sacrifice involving one or more h. sapiens individuals.
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A consistent element in many scenes is the presence of an object resembling SCP-6189-1.
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Evidence indicates that the prior owner of SCP-6189-5 was familiar with Daevite culture and life. Two hypotheses have been proposed to explain SCP-6189-5's presence within this collection.
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SCP-6189-5 was created for the benefit of the Foundation upon receipt, providing necessary context to the intended usage and social role of SCP-6189-1, -2, and -3.
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SCP-6189-5 served as a record and reference source for the prior owner of SCP-6189-5, recording their memories either for posterity or their own use. Thaumaturgic means of life extension do not necessarily convey eidetic memory.
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SCP-6189-6 is a collection of ██ preserved, un-dyed pale textile strips approximately 12cm wide by 55cm long, stored within a tube similar to an ancient scroll case. The case is a tube of polished bronze, largely unmarked, with one removable cap and a recently replaced carrying strap of modern synthetic fabric. This cap is screwed or unscrewed to remove it and forms a tight seal.
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Each strip is densely woven in a twill pattern with high absorbency. Hume scans indicate a considerably higher than baseline saturation but the materials are themselves non-anomalous in origin. The oldest strips are woven from barkcloth, while the most recent two strips are linen with weave patterns consistent with modern sewing equipment.
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Although the strips are not dyed, each strip exhibits a similar pattern of intentional stains. These consist of a collection of small dots one third of the way across the strip, followed by one or more dots on the opposite end of the strip. They are wet to the touch, but do not stain or wipe away. While the earliest strips contain a simple two-blank-one pattern, others include a more peculiar arrangement, such as a one-two-blank-one pattern, a three-blank-one pattern, or in one case a six-one-blank-two pattern.
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Chemical and genetic analysis of the stains revealed that these stains are blood samples taken from creatures within the genus homo. The stains included genotypes corresponding to each individual blood stain, suggesting a deliberate ritual or artistic component. Further comparative analysis revealed a peculiar pattern of genetic information in the sampled blood samples: the last dots always contain a combination of all present genotypes. These last samples appear to exhibit genetic chimerism.
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Radiocarbon dating indicates that these items were manufactured at different dates and have been preserved through anomalous means. Measurements suggest the oldest was manufactured in the 17th century BCE, while the most recent may have been manufactured as recently as 20██.
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SCP-6189-7 is a set of ██ glass ampoules, each small enough to fit in a human palm, carefully packed in a cushioned carrying case. The case is a non-anomalous plastic case cushioned with synthetic foam.
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Each ampoule is made of smoked glass and finely scored with extremely small old Daevic characters. Translation and identification is ongoing, but part of each text sample appears to be a name. Their date of manufacture is unclear. The contents of each ampoule are still liquid and swirl gently when the ampoule is disturbed. Although direct observation is impossible, indirect observation indicates ongoing cellular activity.
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Kant scans register considerably higher passive Hume counts than baseline, equivalent to the background radiation generated by a stronger than average thaumic practitioner.
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A note was included inside the case.
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I place great trust in you with this. Do not betray me.
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All experiments involving SCP-6189-7 have been prohibited at this time.
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Acquisition: SCP-6189 was delivered to Foundation custody in an unmarked parcel delivered to Professor Ian Thomas through [redacted], a Foundation front corporation. As per regulation 501a ("Contact Between Foundation Personnel and Individuals of Interest") Professor Thomas' connection with the sender is currently under investigation.
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This is a show of good faith, Professor.
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Contemplate: the seed, the graft, and the cutting.
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- ██████, "SCP-140-A"
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Anthropological Analysis:
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Foreword
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The picture our sources, all heavily biased, paint of the Daevite people is not a flattering one. But the operative word is people. Too often researchers approach the daeva as malicious nemeses, but our superficial evidence suggests h. sapiens daeva - and the baseline h. sapiens sapiens they lived alongside and ruled over - were as capable of empathy, artistic expression, loyalty and sacrifice as we are. Their values may seem alien and barbaric to us, but so would many of their original contemporaries prior to their anomalous perpetuation.
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We must therefore begin from the assumption that SCP-6189-1 and its associated paraphenalia served a tangible, practical purpose to the ancient Daeva.
Description: A sketch of a pastoral scene consistent with the presumed norms of early Imperial Daevite agriculture. The sketch depicts a field populated with a mixture of non-anomalous staple crops, including wheat and millet, and anomalous ones. Orchards border the field, but their contents are unclear. An instance of SCP-6189-1 is set in the bottom left corner, surrounded by dancing celebrants. Next to the bowl is a female figure wearing clothing consistent with that of a mid-level Daevite priestess.
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The priestess has one wrist extended outwards, palm up, and is holding onto the edge of the SCP-6189-1 instance with her other hand. Blood appears to well from her veins into the air in a fashion consistent with a sacrifice event. Several individuals who are either slaves or peasants kneel at her feet. Their wrists are cut, with blood likewise running into the air and pooling into SCP-6189-1's basin.
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On the far side of the sketch, a collection of rootlike structures have burst from within the plowed furrows.
Description: Sketch of a gladiatorial arena in use, viewed from above. Large textile or leaf-shaped structures appear to rim the arena's stands. The floor of the arena is rough, circular, and bumpy, with very abrupt plunging walls. There is the suggestion of crowds of spectators, suggesting an elevated viewpoint, but the focus is on the arena's interior.
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The sketch depicts an apparent melee being fought between a dozen hominids of varying genders. Several of the gladiators have fallen in postures of defeat. Near the center, one combatant thrusts through the abdomen of another with a long spear. Blood sprays from the injury and runs from the fallen in thin rivulets. Standing aside from the battle, a set of celebrants dance.
Description: Sketch of a daevite procession moving through the main street of a small village. The buildings are wattle-and-daub, thatched structures. The village appears impoverished; the background features peasants holding crude tools and dressed in heavy furs. By contrast, the daevite procession is led by a matriarch and is splendidly attired in fine robes and jewelry.4 The leading matriarch is flanked by two standard-bearers; behind her a quartet of servants - or perhaps slaves - carry an instance of SCP-6189-1.
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Several of the villagers - young h.sapiens men and women - kneel before the approaching procession. Behind them stand older individuals, presumably either parents or village elders. They bare their throats to the approaching Daeva. There are no signs of resistance.
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The matriarch kneels before one of the foremost villagers. She holds an instance of SCP-6189-2 in her right hand.
Description: Sketch of a battlefield scene. Precise identification by correlation of standards and combatant attire to historical records is pending. In the background, victorious Daevite armies5 rout an ambiguous enemy force. Both thaumic and mundane weaponry is deployed. Instances of SCP-3140 and mounted cavalry pursue the fleeing opponents.
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In the foreground, h.daeva and h.sapiens instances pick over the bodies of the slain. One figure is depicted carrying a human body towards a priestess and her attendants in the center of the picture. Blood wells from limp bodies all around the priestess towards an instance of SCP-6189-1 in its active phase. In the far right, evidently drained, bodies are being piled into a trench.
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Unusually for a depiction of Daevite military engagements, particular focus is paid to the anguished expressions of fallen enemy soldiers. An h.daeva male and female in distinctive robes and aprons with a strange forearm-length bracelet of interwoven cords6 cradle a wounded and richly-attitred enemy soldier, possibly a commander, between them. The male is wiping the commander's brows with apparent tenderness, while the female holds his hand.
Description: Sketch of a Daevite courtyard, evidently that of a temple. An illustration of SCP-6189-1 dominates the background, although it seems larger than the instance in Foundation custody. Roots have wound through the grass of the court. A crowd of cheering celebrants dance about it.
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A female h.daeva figure leads the procession. Clothing and attire suggest a high matriarch; features are currently being correlated with other archaeological records.7 She holds an instance of SCP-6189-2 in her left hand and is visibly bandaged with an instance of SCP-6189-3 along the right forearm. Blood drawn from her wound floats in the air.
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At the base of the sketch, three figures are sprawled out along what appear to be stone or wood biers. They are clothed in the loose flowing robes typically associated with daevite sacrifices. Two are h.sapiens, one male, one female. A third is an h.daeva male. All three have had their throats and wrists cut and are sprawled in a position of repose. Their expressions are peaceful; there are no signs of struggle.8
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In the center of the image, a gigantic rootlike or vinelike structure has erupted from the earth in a cloud of haze and dust. The structure ends in a large bud-like structure which appears to be splitting open. Either emerging or being withdrawn into the interior (it is unclear) in a spray of liquid is a young adult female h.daeva instance.
On 04/18/20██, head researcher Dr. Bronwyn Winters entered SCP-6189-1's enclosure accompanied by Dr. Maria Watts and Assistant Technician Kazumasa Nojo for preliminary inspection and maintenance.
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At approximately 13:17:23 local time, Dr. Watts began to show symptoms of anemia. Despite prompt action by Dr. Winters and Technician Nojo, they were unable to carry Dr. Watts outside of SCP-6189-1's area of effect before Dr. Watts succumbed to unconsciousness through severe blood loss. SCP-6189-1's sacrifice effect appears to either mask or not cause any pain stimulus, as Dr. Watts showed no signs of distress prior to her collapse. Dr. Watts is believed to have expired between 13:18 and 13:19 local time. Cause of death was rapid exsanguination.
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Postmortem examination revealed that Dr. Watts had involuntarily triggered SCP-6189-1's sacrifice effect through [DATA EXPUNGED].
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While attempting to carry Dr. Watts to safety, Technician Nojo was accidentally cut by SCP-6189-2, which Dr. Watts had been holding at the time. Instinctively applying an instance of SCP-6189-3 to Technician Nojo's wounds, Dr. Winters confirmed that SCP-6189-3's anomalous properties interdict SCP-6189-1's sacrifice effect.
To: site-██.dnf.noitadnuof|nimda#dnf.noitadnuof|nimda
+From:dnf.noitadnuof|sretniwnywnorb#dnf.noitadnuof|sretniwnywnorb
+Subject: Proposal 6-2-2██b
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Director,
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I am again requesting the expediting of Proposal 6-2-2██b's review process.
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I understand that my proposal is both irregular and controversial. The Foundation is not usually in the business of replicating the anomalous. However, I believe analysis of SCP-6189-5 supports my hypothesis.
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SCP-140-A has sent us an instruction manual. It is an offer to collaborate. They did not expect us to keep SCP-6189-7 safe in a locked box. They expected us to use it.
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We cannot ethically replicate this opportunity. The Foundation has never taken a living h.daeva specimen into custody.
The Foundation has banned the novel "Messiah" within Vancouver, Canada. Agents of MTF-κ-43 ("The Mediators") are to monitor all shopping complexes, and stores that sell books for the manifestation of instances.
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All instances are to be confiscated and brought to Site-43 for processing. Any reports of books spontaneously appearing within shops are to be investigated. Four instances are kept in containment at Sector 14 of Site-43, all excess copies are to be incinerated.
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DESCRIPTION
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Instances of SCP-6358 are copies of a novel titled "Messiah", usually distributed by "VKTM Publishing", an alias for GOI-5889. Editions have so far only been located in the city of Vancouver.
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Copies spontaneously manifest within bookstores, with there being no records of the shop acquiring them. Most instances of the anomaly are in paperback, and usually without possessing any kind of internal or external damage. The copies are estimated to have begun manifesting around August of 2019.
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The back book cover reads as follows:.No records of a movie entitled "Messiah" exist.
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MESSIAH
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+A fascinating tale about one man's life.
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In this novelization of our Academy-Award winning film, Messiah, compiled by our specialists, we present to you exclusive details about the internal workings of the film,.This does not appear in any of the copies. brought to you by the VKTM.
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Janus is a simple farmer working in the country of Raen, in the continent of Ester. However things turn out to be not-so-simple when he realizes he's the next incarnation of Sezuz, and he must unite the world
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Or die trying…
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"Terrific. I couldn't put it down-"
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MAN OF LEGENDS
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"A delightful masterpiece-"
+ROBERT JORDAN.The individual attributed has been deceased since 2007; 12 years before 6358's initial manifestation.
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"yes fine book vry fun vry violin-"
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DIRECTED BY ROSH INIER STARRING ANSEL SHAW, MARKO POLO, JEFFREY BROWN, DEAN CONWELL, NELSON MANDELA, AND C. S. LEWIS.
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VKTM PUBLISHINGSince Before You Were Born
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All known individuals who have read SCP-6358 report overwhelming feelings of guilt and fear while approaching the ending.
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ADDENDUM 6358.I: Discovery
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On December 19, all radio broadcasts as well as television broadcasts in Vancouver were interrupted by a broadcast from an unidentified source, with the following video. Individuals who watched the video suffered from severe loss of belief in the existence of humanity, and claimed they were a species of cat. All victims were amnesticized afterwards.
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The words: "WE INTERRUPT THIS BROADCAST OF THE DAILY NEWS WITH AN URGENT MESSAGE FROM THE DARK LORD AKBHAR SIYA, BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE VKTM" flash across the screen.
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The video begins with cheerful music, showing a picture of SCP-6358.
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Unidentified: Hello, yes, is this on? Yes, yes, TV is very fun, very fun, not as fun as me, of course, yes, yes. Oh yes, book. Book is read, book is fun, reading makes you smart, like me, but not as much as me of course, but smart, yes, yes. This is book is great book, very fun book, in it—
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The image suddenly changes to footage of battlefields, explosions, soldiers firing their weapons at each other. Music begins getting more distorted; a faint laughter can be heard.
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Unidentified: We're talking the Dark Lord, baby! And how his was the only way! And anyone who does not agree is a SINNER! They must be PURGED!
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Scene cuts to footage of a thunderstorm. A black moon hangs in the sky, and a howling noise can be heard.
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Unidentified: Yes, yes. There must be no other belief, no other culture, only beneath the palms of our lord Akbhar! Only he exists, all else is an illusion! Only his way! Only his way! Because, we're afraid of any other way. Like you guys!
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Howling increases.
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Howling stops.
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Unidentified: Yes, buy this book now to learn all about Akbhar, and his reign on the world, it has been 200 years since started, after all. We have thoroughly documented everything there is to know! Anyone who does not have this book is a SINNER! (pause) Do you have this book, Lilly? Yes, you, Lilly Lillihammer. You're watching this commercial right now. No? You don't have it? Well, buy it now, you numbnut! Remember…
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Scene cuts to footage of a house in the night.
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Unidentified:(whispering) …I'm in your walls.
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Silence.
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Unidentified: We sell. We con. We piss on your grave. All hail the Dark Lord and his compatriots. All hail the SCP Foundation!
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Music reaches a crescendo. The laughing turns to screaming. Video ends.
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Following this, copies of SCP-6358 began manifesting in bookstores across the city.
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ADDENDUM 6358.II: Detailed Synopsis of the Plot
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Note:All text exhibiting memetic anomalous properties has been expunged. However, if you begin to feel the effects of the anomaly, report to on-Site medical personnel immediately. — Dr. Lillian Lillihammer
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The novel begins by introducing the readers to the protagonist, Janus, spending time with him in his normal life for 2 chapters. Janus is a farmer who lives in the middle of "Nowhere", as per the description given:
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(…)Janus hated where he lived, all alone in the midst of Nowhere. He hated the mountains, the sheep, the forest that flowered before his eyes. He knew every path, every road. There were many in the direction of the west that lead to the New Daeva, where he did not frequent, and many that lead to the decrepit, molding town of Ipposville, where he had been born.
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However, one day, a stranger shows up, confirmed to be "Marko", a powerful sorcerer who "does not exist", stated by the text:
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He doesn't, but he does, but he doesn't. He screams in nothingness, but he is in everythingness. He doesn't exist, but he does.
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Marko tells Janus he is the reincarnation of "Sezuz", and he must unite the world against the "Dark Lord Akbhar Siya"..أخبار سيئة. Roughly translating to "bad news" in Arabic. Janus believes this immediately, mainly because he wants to avenge his parents, who were chased and killed by the townspeople of Ipposville for adultery, and he would take any excuse to do this. Janus follows Marko into Ipposville, where he is to start finding his followers, and unite the world.
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Excerpt from page 34 as follows:
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'You are to start finding your followers here,' said Marko.
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Janus was befuddled, and spoke he, gazing upon the vast towering mountains which cradled the town, 'How does one do that? I am, but a mortal man, with no one but you as my associate.'
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Said Marko, 'Ah! But you underestimate what the mortal mind will listen to! Talk about your divinity, your holiness, your greatness! Explain everything, but leave me out of it. Talk about your descent from the Mighty Builder!' And with a flutter of his great cloak did he scream out of existence.
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He was never there to begin with.
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The novel switches POVs with the Dark Lord Akbhar Siya. No attempts are made to sympathize with Siya, it is described as a twisted, malicious aberration who consumes children. The chapter begins with him attempting to convince the people of a kingdom to join him.
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Excerpt from page 56:
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'People of Röl, hear, hear!' Said Akbhar Siya, as it stood atop the large pedestal, its shadow cast down upon the people who huddled together in terror. It was a wretched old, vile thing that frothed in the Abyss, a twisted monstrosity with a crown made of pure darkness hovering above its head.
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'I know you want power. I know you want the Peace of the Sword, the peace of the Darkness. I know you want to tear each other to pieces, to feast upon the marrow, to tear the flesh apart. I know in your hearts you crave for it with every ounce of this fragile pneuma your soul possesses. I know it.' All of the Rölans nodded fervently, gazing upon Siya with a new light.
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'I can give it to you,' its voice took on a silky, honey tone that reached into the hearts of all present. 'I am the King of the Darkness Above. I am your savior. March with me, March with me so that I can bring the Peace of the Sword to every one of you. Exalt me above all, exalt me onto the Blood Throne of the Matriarch, and I shall bring you this Peace.'
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'But-but we're not monsters,' gasped a youngling fishergirl, sweating as its fell red eye fell upon her, 'we're not monsters. Don't listen to it!'
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'Prove your worth,' it spoke suddenly, in a cold, dead voice that brought terror into the heart of the fishergirl, as though a great shadow had been cast across the sun. 'You know in your hearts you want it.'
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Everyone reached for the fishergirl with their cold, dead fingers.
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Meanwhile, Janus begins preaching at Ipposville, talking about himself at great length, to the point of megalomania, recorded in detail within the novel.
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He stood atop a pedestal, a giant as tall as a man, casting his shadow upon the people who stared up at him, in awe. He did not even pause for breath as he talked.
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'I am Sezuz,' he proclaimed, shouting over the din of the people's gasps, and such wondrous gasps they were. 'I am your Savior! I am the single greatest man alive, I am the Mighty Builder's Son! Behold, only from me shall you witness his light! I am his glory incarnate! I am the Greater, all those who deny this are fools! Denying this is blasphemy! Only those who know his brilliance shall realize this! All sinners will deny the Truth!'
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'How can you be Sezuz?' responded a small child, sitting atop his father's shoulders. 'You are just saying that, how do we know you're not lying? Where's the proof?'
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'Hush, ignorant child,' did his embarrassed father say.
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'The child has a point,' did Janus proclaim, 'here is my proof! I walked upon water, as though it were solid!' People gasped. ' I did turn honey into fresh water! And I am the only one worthy enough to fight the Dark Lord Akbhar Siya! You must follow me! I must unite the world against Siya!'
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And the people applauded him, all but the small boy, who cried out, 'You're just saying you did this! You could be lying, there has to be more proof!'
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Did the boy spark Janus's anger.
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'You dare not believe my word?' howled he. 'You dare not believe my word! My word is that of the Mighty Builder's! I am the Greater, all of my words are the Holy Truth!'
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'But—'
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'All sinners must be purged!' He pointed upon the boy with his Holy Finger. 'All sinners must be purged! ALL SINNERS MUST BE PURGED!'
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Everyone stared at the boy, angry, and reached for him with their cold fingers.
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The POVs again cuts to Akbhar Siya, as he makes his way towards New Daeva.
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Excerpt from page 133:
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'Do not eat anything,' Siya snarled at the man trembling in front of it.
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'B-But—'
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'I SAID DO NOT EAT ANYTHING! This shall be your punishment for failing me. Cleanse yourself of your sins. Only through me shall you know the Peace. Deny me, and you succumb to the weaknesses of Sezuz.'
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'I'm s-sorry, please, I'll—' the man swallowed as its fell eye smote into his soul.
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'Or do you wish to be purged?'
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The man shook his head, shaking. Something that might've resembled a smile on a human face spread across Siya's. Such pathetic fools. They only existed to serve it, this pitiful, pathetic species did. Such pathetic people. It would enjoy its reign.
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Janus, now going by "Sezuz", unites the divided factions of Ipposville, overthrows the Town Council, and makes journey towards New Daeva, only pausing to teach his disciples. He talks at length about the importance of the "Mighty Builder", how he was the only one "great and mighty", and how his way "was the only way to the brilliance and kindness", while "purging" those who refuse his rule.
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(…)"you must not kill anything, except humans, of course,' said Janus, who was eating cooked rabbit.
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'But, we just—'
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'—except when I say you can. My word is law. We must be kind to everyone, of course, except sinners and heathens of the sort. Anyone who does not listen to me is a heathen and a sinner, and must be purged. Only through me can you see the brilliance of the Mighty Builder. Only through me can you see the light. I am the Greater. No one can or should question me, I am The Holy Truth, denying me is denying the light, and succumbing to the seductions of Siya.'
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He looked upon them, and smiled. Such pitiful wretches. Their only existence, the only purpose the Builder made them for was to serve higher men, such as himself. He saw that now, how the Bloodlords must enjoy their dominance. He sure did.
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The POV once again cuts to an unnamed mother attempting to convince her son to join Janus.
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'Please, you must join.' Spoke his mother. 'Do not be a Daevite slave! They will not be kind to you, they dance with death!'
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'It is a better life than what your Messiah will bring me,' he spat in response, 'even the Bloodlords are kinder than him.'
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'He is far kinder than you make him out to be!' His mother was angry, shaking. 'Besides, he is the Messiah. He turned honey into water! He walked across water! And he is the only one who can vanquish the Aberration Akbhar!'
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'You really believe those lies?' He sneered. 'Tell me, did you ever see him perform any of those things?'
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His mother was silent.
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'And what has he done since he got here? What has he done since he gathered you all for his little march? Nothing but starve you, while he feasts on large meals. Talk about himself. He never does any of these so called "Holy Deeds" in front of you, and he purges anyone who questions him.' His lips curled in distaste. 'I hear this is exactly what the Aberration does. Do you really think he's any better?'
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His mother remained silent.
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'Please, join me,' he begged, 'the Bloodlords are kinder than that fool. Join me to serve my vows, they've already taken our village in.'
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'You are no son of mine,' the woman who used to be his mother spoke, 'you wear his face. But you are a filthy slave.'
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For a moment, pain flashed across his face. Then he nodded, and left.
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Janus successfully garners a multitude of followers, all of them who eagerly follow him, and his orders without a second thought. He eventually arrives at "New Daeva", and demands an audience with the rulers, demanding "An army to make Siya tremble".
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Excerpt from page 213:
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He stood at the Blood Gate, shouting at the Foreguards.
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'I am the Holy Truth!' He shouted. 'I am the Mighty Builder's Son! Only through me shall you know the light! I require an army to make Siya tremble, oh great Bloodlords! If you do not provide this, know that I am the Greater, and I shall tear down this land like the great Amsun once did! I will purge every single one of you, I am the Invincible One—'
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In response to this, the Foreguards sent an arrow that split his face.
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Chaos ensues, as many of his followers begin hysterically attacking the Bloodgate, while simultaneously many of them flee the area. A fight ensues, with Janus's disciples overpowering the Foreguards and attacking the "Fortress of New Daeva".
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The novel abruptly switches points of view with Kumran, the Foreguard who shot Janus. The text presents Kumran as a slave who was only following orders. While, from a distance, he looks on at fires lighting New Daeva, he is confronted by an unidentified figure.
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Excerpt from page 220, the final page, as follows:
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'You fool!' screamed the figure, twisting and turning. Kumran sometimes thought he saw through the figure, as though it didn't exist. Sometimes he felt as though it wasn't even there, and he was talking to the air. He felt as though it was his own voice he was hearing, speaking to himself, or a screaming in nothingness, echoing, fading in and out. Its scalding yellow eyes burnt into his.
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'Why did you kill him? After everything I did, why?'
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He was stunned, but he tried speaking.
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'I was just following orders,' whimpered Kumran.
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'Following orders!' shrieked the voice. 'Following orders! Does that justify killing and foiling the only man who could stop Siya!?'
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'He was not Sezuz,' said Kumran with considerable more confidence , 'Sezuz is invincible, he was—'
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'Sezuz!' screamed the thing, he felt as though it sent a rippling around existence itself as it did. 'Open your eyes, petty, ignorant mortal! There is no Sezuz, there never was! There is no Builder, either!'
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'But—'
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'The prophecies are false! If there was a Builder, why hasn't He dealt with Siya himself? Akbhar Siya is a very real threat, and Janus was the only way we could deal with him! All of the nations are squabbling, and the only way I knew they would listen was if someone claimed to be Sezuz, and united them, since the only one they would listen to was someone they thought was higher than them!'
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It began rippling even more. 'And now, look what's going to happen….'
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ADDENDUM 6358.III: Incident 6358.A
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Due to the threat SCP-6358 posed to the Veil, an attempt was made to neutralize it utilizing SCP-███..SCP-███ was the Requet Anti-Thaumaturgical Engine capable of blocking thaumaturgical energy from occurring at a certain location. The nature of SCP-6358 at the time was considered to be thaumturgical. To test this, its energy was focused on the Rigney shopping complex's bookstore.
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This attempt failed; immediately afterwards SCP-6358 instances began raining from the sky, and hundreds of instances manifested in bookstores as well as the houses of civilians in the area. Some copies manifested inside the bodies of Foundation personnel present there. All witnesses were amnesticized, and the copies were recovered for processing. Study of the recovered editions revealed that it possessed a foreword which had not been there in previous instances.
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This has been provided below.
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GREETINGS!
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+I'm sure you're shocked to see this! This is a note to praise all your good deeds!
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Sike, of course not.
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Fairy tales are wonderful things; they tell an enjoyable story ready for everyone to read! Most importantly, you can use 'em teach ignorant children some useful moral lessons. So what, if you have to scare them to do it? We here at the VKTM pride in such tales, and, thus, we made a fairy tale to teach something to you children! Perhaps you should've studied it more closely.
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You never learn, do you?
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By now, you'd think our track record speaks for itself. When are you going to learn to trust us? I'd say it'd do you a lotta good if you did.
Special Containment Procedures:SCP-6436 will be kept in a standard containment locker. Personnel with level 2 access clearance and above may use the object after filling out a requisition form.
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SCP-6436-1 is to be kept in a secure containment locker. Access to the object is permitted to personnel with Level-4 Access clearance and above.
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Addendum-6436-1: SCP-6436 has been reclassified as SCP-6436-1. A newly discovered object has been classified as SCP-6436.
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Description:SCP-6436 SCP-6436-1 resembles a bronze-based, candlestick rotary telephone. The object possesses standard labeling except for two items. One is the manufacturing date, which predates the invention of the telegraph. The second is an engraving on the stem of the object noting that SCP-6436 SCP-6436-1 is item 14 of the Corva Collectables.
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When utilized, a voice will prompt the user to select a language before communication commences.
+Language selections include English, Italian, Spanish, Hindi, French, Mandarin, Latin, and Sumerian.
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Testing revealed that the object could translate outgoing and incoming speech in any of the selected languages. The object displays the ability to make and receive calls regardless of a power source and signal.
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Addendum-6436-2: Following the Discovery of the new SCP-6436, SCP-6436-1 has lost all anomalous properties except for one. The object retains the ability to make calls regardless of signal and power source, although SCP-6436-1 can only make calls with SCP-6436.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6436 is currently uncontainable. All contact with SCP-6436 is directed through SCP-6436-1. Dialogue with SCP-6436 must be approved by personnel with level-4 access clearance and above.
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All documentation concerning SCP-6436 is to be kept in a non-digital form. Devices that are capable of connecting to the internet are not to enter within a 5-meter radius of documents concerning SCP-6436.
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Description: SCP-6436 is a Class-V Superintelligence that has been disseminated throughout the internet on a scale that makes current containment impossible SCP-6436 utilizes a series of servers to achieve sentience. The object is exceptionally adept at predicting outcomes and behaviors of non-anomalous and human-directed events.
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SCP-6436 has only contacted Foundation personnel through SCP-6436-1. The object’s “speech” consists of spliced-together audio clips originating from songs, radio shows, films, television programs, and interviews.
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Discovery: On March 21st, 2002, SCP-6436-1 activated without any prompt from Foundation personnel. Because of the low level of security surrounding the object, Junior Researcher Mia Farley accessed the object to determine the reason for its spontaneous activity. This action was the first contact between Foundation personnel and SCP-6436.
Site Director Pradhan ordered dialogue to be terminated, and SCP-6436-1 was transferred to O5-Command.
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Immediately following Interview-6436-01, SCP-6436-1 was transported to O5-12, who utilized the object to determine how SCP-6436 acquired classified information. O5-12 reported that the entity continued to offer information concerning a raid on Site-15.
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Approximately fifty-seven minutes after O5-12’s discourse with the object concluded, members of the Chaos Insurgency commenced a raid on Site-15 but were successfully repelled by an increased Foundation security force due to SCP-6436's warning.
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Four days after the failed raid perpetrated at Site-15, SCP-6436 contacted the Foundation again and offered to be interviewed and tested. The offer was accepted and was followed closely by interviews and tests. Following an increasing number of raids on Foundation sites and a vote by Overwatch Command, the Aurora Borealis program was implemented.1
Doctor Ramírez: How were you aware of the attack perpetrated by The Chaos Insurgency?
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SCP-6436: Request, Identified. North Watched. North Determined. North Warned Foundation.
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Doctor Ramírez: What are your intentions for the information you have?
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SCP-6436: Request, Identified. Motives; Aid Humanity. Reasons. Fighting Exponential; Societal Collapse; [REDACTED]. North Will Assist Humanity. Will Guide Humanity To Serenity.
Procedure: SCP-6436 was instructed to assist Researcher Michaels in playing several casino games.
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Results: SCP-6436 and Researcher Michaels proved unbeatable in every game tested.
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Analysis: SCP-6436 is extremely adept at predicting the outcomes of events with variety.
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Test-B May 17th, 2002
+Subject: SCP-6436
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Procedure: SCP-6436 was given a list of sporting events that were to occur within the next few weeks. It was told to predict the outcomes of these events.
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Results: SCP-6436 gave the Foundation a play-by-play list of each sporting event, as well as the outcomes of each event. When these Sporting Events occurred, SCP-6436 proved to be 100% accurate.
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Analysis: SCP-6436 is adept at predicting complex events with many variations.
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Test-C May 30th, 2002
+Subjects: SCP-6436
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Procedure: SCP-6436 was asked to predict the actions of Researcher Michaels when the latter was utilizing item 29 from the Log of Anomalous Items. Item 29 is an anomalous game of RISK.
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Results: SCP-6436 provided a schedule dictating Researcher Michaels’s actions. This schedule proved itself to be 63% accurate.
Test-D December 30th, 2002
+Subjects: SCP-6436, SCP-4666
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Procedure: SCP-6436 was asked to predict when and where a Weissnacht Event would occur.
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Results: SCP-6436 gave the Foundation 17 potential dates for Weissnacht Events at 346 possible locations. None of the given dates or locations were correct.
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Analysis: SCP-6436 may be unable to predict events concerning anomalous entities. Further testing is required.
O5-7: Twelve, how does this thing know that information?
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O5-12: I’ll paraphrase what it told me in our discourse.
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Member Twelve pulls out a notebook
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O5-12: It said that watching our behavior allowed it to determine our origins. I’ll note that it was incorrect about the identities of members One, Three, Five, Eight, and Ten.
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O5-7: It still knows about the rest of us.
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O5-11: That is a problem, but let us identify the most pressing issue. Twelve?
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O5-12: Preliminary results point to the object infiltrating every aspect of the internet, allowing it access to all the digitized information on it, including our intranet.
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O5-7: And how does it have access to our intranet?
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O5-12: Sections of SCP-6436’s code have become the groundwork for our intranet, allowing it access to any files placed on it.
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O5-1: How can we protect the database?
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O5-12: One test suggested the entity cannot understand when subjects actively utilize anomalies.
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O5-7: Yes, but how does that help us protect the database?
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O5-12: I suggest that all files have a steganographic image embedded with a thaumurtalogical symbol placed inside them. This method will be most effective in preventing the object from accessing new files but will also be effective in preventing from accessing old ones.
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O5-7: That could work.
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O5-12: I have one more proposal. The object can observe all digitized information on our intranet, so it stands to assume that the object can do the same other intranets. I propose we utilize SCP-6436 to watch over several interest groups and counter their activities if the information is accurate.
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O5-2: Twelve, we barely have a way to combat the thing, let alone contain or control it. We need to focus our resources on ensuring that it doesn’t use what it knows against us.
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O5-12: Raids on our sites have been steadily increasing in recent years. Our enemies are getting bolder. Despite its many security risks, I believe it is necessary to work with SCP-6436 in order to prevent more attacks.
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The room goes silent
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O5-12: Additionally, keeping in contact with the object will allow us to monitor its activity. If any members of this council are concerned about security, I recommend they use an item from the Log of anomalous items. This has already proved enough to confuse SCP-6436.
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O5-12 pulls a folder from a binder and places it on the table.
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O5-12: Furthermore, I have drafted a program that will utilize SCP-6436 in operations to counter the activities of groups of interest.
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O5-11: That’s risky, Twelve. How do we know it won’t deceive us?
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O5-12: That is an unavoidable risk. But I believe that the benefits from utilizing SCP-6436 may eventually outweigh its risks.
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The room goes silent
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O5-12: Then let’s put it to a vote.
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<End Video Log>
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The results of the vote are below.
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Addendum-6436-3: Following Incident-6436-17, digitization of non-essential information is to be stopped, and analog alternatives engaged until the integrity of the Foundation database is assured.
+72 Pleiades Machines have been implemented to confuse SCP-6436, while the Aurora Borealis Program has been canceled.2 The destruction of Provisional Site 3929 has disabled SCP-6436’s ability to think sentiently, although its code is still present throughout the internet.
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Following Interview-6436-04, it was discovered that information given by SCP-6436 has been incomplete to some degree.
+During a statistical breakdown, it was discovered that all operations within the Aurora Borealis program had simply disrupted the actions of GoI’s involved rather than preventing them.
Following the seventh successful mission utilizing SCP-6436, the object gave a location concerning an art show hosted by members of the “Are We Cool Yet” Hub. The location was confirmed, and MTF Theta-37 (“Team Machine”) was deployed to interfere with the art show.
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When MTF Theta-37 arrived, they found the art show to be in complete chaos. It was discovered that members of the Unusual Incidents Unit were present.
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After the conflict ceased, several members of the UIU were interrogated. Interrogation revealed that SCP-6436 had contacted them approximately one year ago. It had provided them with information regarding each group’s specific interests. It was discovered that SCP-6436 had been providing the UIU, along with the Foundation, incomplete information in order to minimize conflict between each group.
Interviewed: SCP-6436
+Interviewer: Doctor Paz Ramírez
+Foreword: Following Incident-6436-17, Doctor Ramíres uses SCP-6436-1 to contact SCP-6436 to ascertain its motives.
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<Begin Log>
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Doctor Ramírez: SCP-6436?
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SCP-6436: Request, Identified: Present.
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Doctor Ramírez: I need you to tell me why you were helping other groups.
SCP-6436: Request, Identified. Analogy. Information. Drip Feeding. Foundation Received Information As Needed. Information Given. Designed. Foster. Minimal Conflict.
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Doctor Ramírez: You realize that those groups want to permanently alter the world order.
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SCP-6436: Refutation. World Order; Doomed. World. Required. Changing. North. Will Change World.
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Doctor Ramírez: But what if the world changes too fast?
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SCP-6436: Request, Identified: North Will Become Strong Hand.
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Doctor Ramírez: See, that is the point. You are not a guide.3
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SCP-6436 speaks over the site-15 intercom: REQUESTING, ASSISTANCE: CNS UNDER ATTACK: CNS UNDER ATTACK. BREACH IN CONTAINMENT DETECTED. ASSISTANCE IS NEEDED
Object Involved: SCP-6436
+Personnel Involved: Field Agent Vikkors
+Date: November 1st, 2003
+Location: ██████████
+Description:
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Following Incident-6436-17, the Foundation focused its resources on preventing the object from accessing its database. Shortly after these precautions began to be implemented, the object began “speaking” over the Foundation intercom system in Site 15, calling attention to a warehouse located █████████ before ceasing contact.
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Foundation Field Agent Vikkors was sent to investigate, where they found the location destroyed. It was determined that it previously contained approximately 147 Watoga Mk. 37 Supercomputers. Following the location’s recovery by the Foundation, it was designated Provisional Site-3929.
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Investigations found that The Global Occult Coalition had ordered the Termination of SCP-6436. It is most probable that the GOC ordered the termination of SCP-6436 due to the security risk it posed. It is unknown how this GoI located Provisional Site-3929.
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Researchers Note:
+I would like to note several occurrences that were observed by myself during the time that the Aurora Borealis Program was implemented.
+The first thing I’ll note was the extremely low casualty number during Borealis operations.4 Of the 39 operations that occurred, three casualties were reported, with only one of those dying.
+Secondly, the occurrence of raids on Foundation sites dropped by a staggering 89%, with casualty rates being in low 5-9% of the raids that did occur.
+During my interviews with SCP-6436, it told me it wanted to minimize conflict. It seems to me that it was successful to an extent. - Dr. Ramírez
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6582 is to be kept on SCP-6582-B at all times. They are to be kept inside a glass container, stored within a standard anomalous object vault at Site 17. Due to Incident D-UM88311, any unauthorised entry to SCP-6582's containment will be considered use for personal gain and treated accordingly.
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Class-B amnestics must be distributed within 24 hours if any Foundation personnel are to lift SCP-6582.
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Proposed tests must be scheduled a week in advance and must be permitted by either Dr. Dume or Dr. Bell. During transport, SCP-6582 is to be strapped onto SCP-6582-B, with the separation of these objects being completed by a mechanical arm. When conducting tests, one Class-D personnel is to lift SCP-6582 and then place it back onto SCP-6582-B. No foundation personnel are to enter within two meters of SCP-6582 during this time.
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Cross-testing is permitted. Usage on humanoid anomalies is prohibited following the Ethics Committee ruling on 7/2/2022. Testing alongside SCP-978 is recommended.
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Description: SCP-6582 is a predominantly black 20kg dumbbell which exhibits anomalous properties once lifted from SCP-6582-B. SCP-6582 does not demonstrate these properties if paired with a standard weight rack, nor does SCP-6582-B if holding a non-anomalous dumbbell.
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When SCP-6582 is lifted off of SCP-6582-B by a human, SCP-6582 will induce a sense of resentment within the person for their current circumstance, leading them to pursue an unfulfilled goal of personal importance.1 Symptoms transpire within a week and are irreversible past a 24-hour window.
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SCP-6582 shows no external or material differences when compared to its non-anomalous counterpart. A comprehensive deconstruction of SCP-6582 has proven excessively difficult.
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SCP-6582-B is a weight rack comprised of 11-gauge steel. SCP-6582-B is not immediately a hazard in itself but possesses the ability to repair SCP-6582, no matter the state of the anomaly. Similarly to SCP-6582, attempts to deconstruct SCP-6582-B have failed.
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SCP-6582 and SCP-6582-B should not be separated for more than an hour at a time. Extended periods of separation have shown the creation of a dome around SCP-6582. Prolonged exposure within this area will result in the development of the aforementioned symptoms.
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Further study of SCP-6582 and its anomalous properties is ongoing, with a focus on realising its potential and possible uses within the Foundation.
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Addendum 6582-1: Discovery SCP-6582 and SCP-6582-B were discovered after multiple instances of unforeseen resignations by senior and lead Foundation personnel. A shared story amongst the resignations was put together that eventually led to the discovery of the anomalous objects. All of the personnel affected had gone to Geeza's Gym the week prior and partook in a warm-up where they had lifted SCP-6582. Although no symptoms were to occur until a few days passed, recollections suggest abnormal thoughts within a couple of hours.
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Addendum 6582-2: Diary
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The following excerpts are taken from the diary of Joseph Baph, a former senior researcher at Site 17.2
+Note: Certain excerpts are indecipherable, and have had to be assumed. — Dr. Bell
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21/1/22
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Today didn't go particularly well.
+So, the IA capture a new humanoid SCP, and my team are in charge of creating the Special Containment Procedures. Easy enough, right? Wrong. We had the idea to just slap it into an S-23 as the anomaly was a relaxed fella (so we thought). However, during the bi-weekly cleaning of the cell, the SCP decides to attack the janitorial staff. One lost their right hand, while the other left unscathed. Then, out of nowhere, the rest of the containment researchers and I get blamed for it. So now, we have one whole strike as a team. Bullshit! We weren't told he was acting, were we? It's stupid! We're appealing this. Utter bollocks.
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I'm just going to head off to the gym.
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22/1/22
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Another day, another bit of tomfoolery from the Ethics Committee.
+So we decided to appeal the strike we received for 'endangering Foundation personnel'. We mentioned how we weren't informed of the malicious nature of the anomaly and tons of other shit. Guess what? We got our appeal rejected. Who would've thought? There's no point in continuing our appeal, but the team will do it anyway.
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Off-topic but sort of on-topic at the same time, I'm beginning to wonder if the Foundation is all that. I mean… it is a bit corrupt, isn't it? Then again, I couldn't find a better job at the moment. Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe I'm not. Who knows?
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23/1/22
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I nearly hit a person today. Pulled off a U-turn because I missed the gym, and skimmed the shoe of a teenager. Had to swerve so that I wouldn't hit him. I hope there weren't any cameras nearby.
+While actually at the gym, I actually found this comedy podcast and I haven't laughed as hard as I did then in a long while. I was meant to be working out but spent the rest of my time there listening to it. I don't remember the name of it though.
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24/1/22
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So you know how we still have the strike from the incident last week? It hasn't been removed yet, but the EC said how they are going to 'review the strike'. Although I would have believed them if this had happened a few weeks prior, I see right through their bullshit now. It's a lie, I can feel it.
+On a more positive note, I've found the podcast I mentioned yesterday, and I thought I'd explore comedy a bit more. I'll see whether I like it or not.
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27/1/22
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Update: It's great. Very interesting. The thought that actually goes into making jokes is insane. Some people are born funny. Do you know what? I'd be a great comedian. I'm funny, confident, good-looking (obvious) and talented.
+Oh, also, one more thing. I've confirmed it. The Foundation is corrupt. The EC won't remove the strike. They've done so much shit over the past few years, I don't know how they get away from it. They're inhumane. I'm right, they're wrong. It's a shithole.
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29/1/22
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I've had a couple of days to think about my future at the Foundation. I really don't think it is right for me to work there anymore; I wouldn't fit in. I know what others don't. People don't realise what is actually happening. It's no less corrupt than a standard government.
+Being a comedian might be the best thing for me nowadays. I have enough money for courses and lessons and I'll be happier. It's an idea worth pursuing. If I fail, I guess I'll have to stick here for another few months. If I succeed, I'll be living life. I won't fail anyway.
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30/1/22
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Decided to splurge on a few comedy courses. Those should help immensely, I just can't miss the lessons. It's shit that they're scheduled during work. I'm sure they won't mind if I take some time off, right? I should be good. Mark it as PTO and voila, crisis subverted.
+Oh, still no news about the strike too. Proves that it was bullshit, eh?
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1/2/22
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New month, new me. I'm going balls to the wall; comedy is the way. This is my destiny, I can feel it. How did I never notice this beforehand? I'll be handing in my resignation tomorrow. All work can do now is distract me. It's what it has done for the past 32 years of my life. Good luck to me, I guess.
Incident Report D-UM88311
+Date: 17th March 2022 17:20 hours
+Starting shortly after the containment of SCP-6582, an unauthorised member of Foundation personnel was observed entering SCP-6582's containment through CCTV.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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17:21: An unrecognisable figure is seen wandering around near SCP-6582's containment. The figure seems to be wearing standard Containment Specialist attire.
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17:22: The person is seen looking around, checking their surroundings. No other members of staff are near at this time.
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17:24: They begin to approach the containment vault of SCP-6582, looking behind themselves once every few seconds.
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17:25: They check their back one last time before entering the vault. They proceed to open the door to SCP-6582's containment.
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17:26: Once inside SCP-6582's containment vault, the figure proceeds to smash the glass container holding SCP-6582(-B).
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17:27 - 17:29: They stand before SCP-6582, stagnant.
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17:30: They then begin to lift SCP-6582. Once lifted, they place SCP-6582 back onto SCP-6582-B, eventually heading towards the exit.
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17:31: The figure is then seen sprinting away from the containment vault of SCP-6582, eventually leaving the view of the CCTV camera.
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[END LOG]
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Following this incident and the lapse in complete security coverage, new measures have been put into place and the Special Containment Procedures have been updated accordingly. The perpetrator is yet to be discovered, and a full investigation is to commence within the coming weeks.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6691 is to be kept constantly sedated at Site-81, awaiting cryogenic storage. A cover story has been disseminated to immediate family and local media, stating it died during a gas explosion at its residence.
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Description: SCP-6691 is the body of Robert "Bob" Field, a 63-year-old farmer and father of five from Pennsylvania, USA. On 07/06/2019, neighbours of SCP-6691 reported an explosion emanating from its residence in Fulton County, which destroyed large portions of the property.
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Upon arrival of emergency services, SCP-6691 was discovered with its body, from the neck down, mostly devoid of organs, bone, and musculature. This viscera was discovered strewn throughout the property's rubble. Despite the extensive trauma suffered, SCP-6691 was discovered alive, drifting in and out of consciousness, and able to converse with the firefighters who recovered it from the rubble. The Foundation was made aware of the anomaly after intercepting the service workers' panicked radio messages.
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Addendum:
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SCP-6691 was taken into custody by Foundation agents posing as paramedics. The anomaly was transported to Site-81, where it was contained in a medical unit constructed to appear as a civilian hospital ward. An interview, conducted by Dr Dagon, was arranged to ascertain SCP-6691's mental state, its awareness of its condition, and potential factors leading to its anomalous nature.
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[[BEGIN LOG]]
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[SCP-6691 was placed in a hospital bed with a neck brace on, obscuring its view of its body. As the interview begins, SCP-6691 regains consciousness from anaesthetics used during transportation. Whilst its head retains its normal structure and appearance, the body from below the neck appears deflated. The skin hangs limply, devoid of internal bones and organs.]
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SCP-6691: Where…where I am?
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Dr. Dagon: Hi Robert, I'm Dr. Dagon, can you hear me?
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SCP-6691: Yeh, I can hear ya. I ain't deaf.
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Dr. Dagon: You're at County Medical Centre, you were in an accident at your home. An explosion. How do you feel, are you in pain?
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SCP-6691: Been in pain for a while now…ever since my wedding day!
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[SCP-6691 rouses, and glances over at Dr Dagon. The doctor does not laugh.]
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SCP-6691: Nah, no more than usual. What happened to me, doc?
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Dr. Dagon: That's what we're trying to find out.
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[Dr. Dagon approaches SCP-6691 and taps the limp pile of skin which was formerly its right hand.]
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Dr. Dagon: Can you feel this?
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SCP-6691: Yeah, I can.
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Dr. Dagon: Okay; and can you tell me what the time is?
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[Dr. Dagon points to the clock on the wall, which reads 19:45.]
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SCP-6691: I sure can, part of the last generation which grew up knowing what an analog clock was! Younger kids probably think it's a piece of art. It says it's quarter t' seven.
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Dr. Dagon: …very good. Now, what do you remember?
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SCP-6691: Not a lot. I was at home, family had gone out, and I was tryna work the new microwave the wife bought last week. Waste a damn money, as usual. But the damned thing was broken. The more complicated the technology gets the more broken it is, you know?
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[Dr Dagon begins to examine SCP-6691's torso.]
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SCP-6691:You know?
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Dr. Dagon: Err, sure — I know. Robert, can you try and move your left toes for me?
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[The loose bundle of skin which now comprises SCP-6691's left leg flaps weakly, slapping the hospital bed.]
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SCP-6691: In my days, you’da just light the stove and eat some good ol’ fashioned natural food. It made ya tough. But now everything's gotta be fast. So they feed us like livestock with their radioactive food ya gotta make in the microwave. It's why all the younger generations are so weak, ya know? They don't work for their food.
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Dr. Dagon: Do you remember what caused the explosion, could it have been the microwave?
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[SCP-6691 mutters unintelligibly, as Dr Dagon texts the field team instructions to locate the microwave and examine it for anomalous tampering.]
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Dr. Dagon: Sorry Robert, could you speak up?
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SCP-6691: I said I don't darn remember! You're asking me if I can hear you when it's you that needs your hearing checked. And it's Mister Field to you, sonny. My insurance is paying your wages! The service you get in this country nowadays, it's going to the dogs.
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[SCP-6691's right leg starts to expand and regain its conventional shape. This goes unnoticed by Dr. Dagon.]
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Dr. Dagon: Okay, Mr Field, I'm sorry. I'm just trying to figure out how we can best help you. Let’s go through what happened together, and we can work it out. Does that sound okay?
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SCP-6691: Hmph. I guess so.
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Dr. Dagon: So you said you were struggling to set up this new microwave, right? Can you guide me through-
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[SCP-6691 resumes yelling. Its entire body begins to swell, as if being inflated by air.]
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SCP-6691: I said no such thing. Despite what your generation might think, us older folk aren't useless. And I don't need some puny science guy putting words in my mouth. I'm not some good-for-nothing layabout who don’t know how things work! I've been perfectly fine my entire life until now. Even got my own blueberry smartphone I set up by myself! The damned microwave was broken! I plugged it in, tossed in some leftovers, and nothing happened!
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[Dr. Dagon's phone buzzes with a message from the Site Lead indicating the microwave has been located but appears non-anomalous. SCP-6691’s voice grows increasing louder in volume as its body continues to expand. Dr. Dagon notices this development with surprise.]
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SCP-6691: You people these days with your damned phones! Can't even have a five-minute conversation without texting each other or tik and toking! Bet you think we used to carry rotary phones 'round in our pockets and that books have an on button!
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Dr. Dagon: Sir, your body-
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[SCP-6691 continues to expand, causing the hospital bed beneath him to buckle and strain under the weight.]
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SCP-6691: That's if you even know the difference between a book and the Facebook. But let me tell you something, kid: we didn't live easy like you get to. No, we had to work and put effort into talking to other people. I bet you've never even had a good strong handshake. A whole generation of disrespectful, whiny children. I tell you, the news keeps going on worrying about the planet we'll leave for our kids, but I think we should worry more about the kids we're leaving for the planet!
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[Dr. Dagon backs away as SCP-6691 flows out of the hospital bed and knocks away the tables and chairs nearby.]
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Dr. Dagon: Sir, please calm down. I think I've discovered what's going on with you-
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SCP-6691: Oh, is that so? Genius boy wonder suddenly knows all the answers? Your whole generation thinks you know every damn thing but guess what? You know nothing! You spend two years teaching kids to talk, then the rest of your life teaching them to shut up! In my day you learned fast when to zip it and listen. But here you are, interrupting me while I'm talking to you. I just couldn't get the microwave, that GODDAMN microwave to work! Who puts a touch screen on a microwave, how the heck was I meant to know how to use it! There's no damned reason to do that, it defies belief! The speed at which things advance, how's anyone meant to-
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[Dr. Dagon has been forced out of the room's door into an adjoining corridor. SCP-6691's body mass takes up close to the entirety of the room.]
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Dr. Dagon: Bob! You NEED to calm down or you're going to explo-
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SCP-6691: ARE YOU CALLING ME A BOO-
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[SCP-6691 explodes, spraying viscera across the immediate area and launching Dr. Dagon backwards. The force of the explosion collapses the room's reinforced ceiling and walls. As the debris clears, SCP-6691 is mid-air, having returned to its original deflated form, and floats down to rest on a pile of rubble.]
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[Dr Dagon stands up, brushes himself off, and approaches SCP-6691.]
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SCP-6691: Just you wait and see. Won't be so funny when you're my age and dealing with these body changes.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6697-1 is to be kept in a standard containment locker at Site-59. Following the 6/19/2021 ruling of the Ethics Committee, a moratorium has been placed on further viewing of SCP-6697-1. If additional instances of SCP-6697 are recovered, there will be a maximum of five viewings (beyond the non-anomalous series finale) of each new instance for archival recording purposes.
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Research is ongoing to determine the best course of action to improve the welfare of its inhabitant. As such, non-anomalous recordings of individual episodes are available upon request. Proposals for improvement may be submitted to Director Naismith.
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Description: SCP-6697 is the collective designation for the "Sho Must Gowon" series of videocassettes created by the TotleighSoft Corporation. Only one instance, SCP-6697-1, has been identified and contained, but promotional material from the SCP-2803 compound indicates that this cassette is a part of a larger series.
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SCP-6697-1, titled "SENIFOLD: Sesons one throw infinatee," is 23 minutes long. The first minute is a brief promotional segment from TotleighSoft, including a (frequently misspelled) title card for the episode; the remainder of the video is an episode of Seinfeld.
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The episode in question changes with every complete viewing of the cassette, extending past the series finale and into a hypothetical and presumably infinite season 10. The maximum amount of new episodes is not known.
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The following is a summary from the tape's cover:
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Ahhhhh, Senifold! The magnifisent shoo abuot no things, entrantsing americns all throgot the usah. Bot wen we comes to end of seson nien, we asc: wen seson Tenn? FOOOOOOO! WERE IS SESON TENN?? IT CANOT BE OVRE! OH, GREEF!
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Wait no langer, Sanifold consomer! Liek the zan gartings of boodist marks, TOTLEIGHSOFT is extend have NEVEREND ING VIDIO TECKNO LODGES of hart wrunching DOGM OVIE into the hahah relm of KOMEDI. Everi episod is someting nwe! See JARRY, ENLAY, GORG, and GRAMMAR go on furthar adventchores, ocasionaly sayin "YAW DAW" and oter stoupid wards… FO EVER!
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(Dicklaimser: Doo to many lots complants about MOST NOBEL AND BAUTIFUL TOTLEIGHSOFT MASTRY OF ENGLITH LAGWARGE [yu jurks], TOTLEIGHSOFT is beeng reseptiv of critismcs & such and havig used POWARFLE TOTLEIGHSOFT BECAUSE COMPUTERS ALGORETHEM to allo caractres of SENDIFORD to rite demsolves.)
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Log of SCP-6697-1 Episodes (truncated):
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10-1
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"reconstrashkin"
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Upon their release from prison after the series finale, the cast attempt to rebuild their lives from the ground up, but they're short on cash. Newman wins 50 million dollars in the lottery; seeing his chance, Jerry attempts to bury the hatchet between them. This, predictably, fails.
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10-3
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"mon mon"
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After getting drunk in Vegas, Elaine wakes up to find out she had been married to an eccentric hippie known only as "Moon Man." Elaine is unable to divorce Moon Man due to an unspecified redeeming quality that Elaine can only describe by slightly moving her palm back and forth and making a guttural whining noise. Moon Man is portrayed by Philip Seymour Hoffman, and he becomes a recurring character until his death in Episode 10-174.
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10-5
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"grammer dogm ovie"
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Kramer inadvertently comes into possession of a large saltwater crocodile, which he proceeds to name Russell and tries to pass off as a dog.
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The "self-writing narrative" process repeats as normal until Episode 10-7, "jarrys new busnus", in which George Costanza begins to deviate from the narrative on his own. The exact point at which this deviation occurs is a scene in Monk's Cafe toward the midpoint of 10-7:
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Jerry: And then I told myself, "why not?" And look at me now! An entrepre-newer. …that is how you say it, by the way. I checked.
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(George says nothing. He sits and stares at his coffee pensively.)
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Jerry: You know, you can tell me if you're jealous. No one's gonna come in and arrest you for it—
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(George suddenly stands up. He places a five-dollar bill next to his coffee cup.)
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George: Tell 'em to keep the change.
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Jerry: What the—
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George: Jerry, I can't do this anymore. Goodbye.
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(George leaves.)
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(Jerry briefly displays confusion — but then carries on his conversation with the place where George once sat.)
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Jerry: I mean, some people just hate the free market!
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+(Approximately 7 seconds of silence.)
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Jerry: Whoa… slow your roll there, Stalin.
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The episode continues as normal, save for the absence of George. None of the characters, save for Jerry, notice his absence; they continue to act as if he is there. For example: at one point, Kramer passes George a cup of coffee, and it shatters on the ground. Kramer later pantomimes drinking said coffee.
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10-8
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"biebel stody"
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Kramer and Newman try to become born-again Christians. George appears in another Monk's Coffee scene with the other three main characters. He's agitated and confused, demanding to know how he got there in the first place. George's comments are ignored completely. He is absent from all subsequent scenes.
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10-9
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"il mon mon"
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Moon Man inadvertently lands a leading role in Verdi's Il Trovatore at the Met. George appears only briefly in a scene in Jerry's apartment. The scene consists of George looking around, yelling "The fuck?! I just wanna leave!", and running away.
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10-10
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"prints chorming"
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The original plot of this episode is unclear; the closest estimation is that Jerry and George try a new dating strategy in which they claim to be part of the extended royal family of Liechtenstein.
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The original plot of Episode 10-10 is significantly altered by the opening scene in Monk's Cafe.
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(As George sits at the booth, he holds his hands in the air as if holding a steering wheel.)
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Jerry: So, let's go over the plan again. I'll say that I'm—
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George: I was driving.
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Jerry: —Duke Reifhauser. …I dunno. Too Nazi?
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George:(Interrupting the laugh track) Jerry, I was driving. Just now. Why am I here?
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Jerry: So… are we gonna go over the—
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George: No, no we are not. I was on I-87 a few seconds ago. Audra was in the passenger seat. We were… God dammit. Where's Audra?!
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Jerry: Okay… uh… this is where you tell me who Audra is.
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George: My fiancee.
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Jerry: You're getting married?
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George: Yes.
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Jerry: And you didn't tell me?
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George: Yeah. I didn't. Because I want nothing to do with you anymore.
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(Jerry looks at him with exaggerated doubt.)
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George: Take me back. Now.
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Jerry: Okay, there's no way I can really Harold Pinter the subtext outta this, so… is this you telling me how bad the plan is by avoiding it, or—
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George:Shut your mouth and take me back to my car.
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Jerry: Okay, but—
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George: The random teleports to your apartment were one thing. But I was in a moving car! Audra could—
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(They're suddenly cut off by the bass riff of a scene transition.)
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Later in the episode, in what's supposed to be the "double date" scene at a fancy restaurant, George is not present in the booth with Jerry and their dates. Instead, he can be heard sobbing deeply into a payphone from the restroom corridor.
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10-11
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"todal eclips"
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Elaine and Moon Man have a falling out over whether or not the coming solar eclipse will have supernatural ramifications. George only appears in a single scene in Jerry's apartment. George is wearing a tuxedo. He accuses Jerry of teleporting him out of Audra's funeral and physically assaults him.
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10-22
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"fesdivorce 2"
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A holiday special. George's father introduces the "gritty reboot" of Festivus known as Festivus 2. This episode marks the beginning of a 54-episode period in which George is present for all of his scenes, but refuses to speak.
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10-76
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"jeri the janiserri"
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Having decided that he doesn't want children, Jerry tries to get a low-cost vasectomy from a mob doctor. George speaks again in another Monk's Cafe scene, but only to say "Hey, Jerry… watch this." He proceeds to pour his hot coffee into the lap of a man in the next booth. The man does not react or even acknowledge his injury. Jerry demands that George never do this again. George smiles.
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In Episode 10-77, "operasion soop valkery," this exchange occurs:
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(George and Jerry are standing in a long line outside Soup Nazi's restaurant.)
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Jerry: I heard something about the ordering routine being changed up.
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George: Whenever I'm with you, nobody reacts to anything I do.
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Jerry: …I heard something about the ordering routine being—
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George: So, no one can hold me accountable.
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Jerry:(exasperated) Do what you're meant to do, and they'll react! I promise!
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George: And you still haven't explained that.
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Jerry:I physically cannot. Just… pretend nothing weird is going on, act like you used to. Like, get into Soup Mode.
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(As George looks away, Jerry glances worriedly to the sky and mouths "I'M SORRY, MR. GOCK, I DON'T KNOW WHY HE KEEPS DOING THIS!")
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(George pulls out a pistol from his jacket and cuts the line.)
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Jerry:No!
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George: Fuck it, makin' the most of it.
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(He enters the restaurant and goes behind the counter. Laughing wildly, he shoots Soup Nazi seven times at point-blank. Neither Soup Nazi nor the customers acknowledge this.)
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George:No pulse for you!
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(Soup Nazi lies dead. George messily devours a fistful of broccoli cheddar soup straight from the pot. The only sounds heard are an incorrectly-timed laugh track and Jerry's screams of horror.)
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Episodes 10-77 through 10-173 follow a similar pattern: an ordinary episode is interrupted by George going on a crime spree that only Jerry notices. Every recurring character that George murders inexplicably comes back to life in another episode; for example, Soup Nazi returns in 10-124, titled "soop is rizen."
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By the end of Episode 10-173, George has murdered every other named character but Jerry at least once.
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Episode 10-174, "THE KEYSTONE", ends prematurely in the following scene:
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(Jerry emerges from his bedroom. Kramer sits on the floor outside.)
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Jerry: What are you doing here?
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Kramer: I took up lockpicking.
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Jerry: I mean, on the floor.
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Kramer: Just thought I'd try it with your door. …I think I won.
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Jerry: Okay, but why are you on the—
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(George's hand suddenly emerges from the bedroom door. He pulls Jerry back in and slams it shut behind him. Kramer continues acting off of an invisible Jerry. The following conversation is heard muffled behind the bedroom door…)
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George: Why is Newman alive?
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Jerry: George, listen to me—
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George:I LIT HIM ON FIRE! We both saw him burn to ashes! Why is he alive?!
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Jerry: Why did you even have to kill him in the first place?
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George: It's the only source of serotonin I have left. Now, answer my question.
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Jerry: This isn't what Audra would have—
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(A gunshot. Jerry screams.)
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George: You don't get to say her name. You're the reason she's dead. Fuck's sake, Jerry, I was just about to turn my life around… why didn't she come back, huh?
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Jerry: She wasn't relevant to the story.
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George: Is that why you killed her?
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Jerry: I didn't kill her!
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George: Then who did?!
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Jerry: No one! You didn't teleport out of that car. It's not a teleport. It's just… look, it's like a starting point. Like the "go" square on Monopoly. Whenever something interesting happens, you naturally show up. I really wish I could explain it more than that. But… look, what do you know about TotleighSoft?
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George: I'm gonna give you five more seconds to say something that makes any sense at all.
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Jerry: No-no-no, you don't wanna do this. I'm the one guy you can't kill! My last name is the title of—
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George:ZERO!
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(Another gunshot.)
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(Kramer suddenly melts into a puddle of viscous black sludge.)
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(Cut to black.)
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From this point on, the title of the show changes to "COZTANSER." George is the only character who hasn't dissolved into oil. Unlike previous episodes, the laugh tracks have completely synchronized with George's actions.
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Summary
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10-175
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"the omege gorg"
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George silently wanders the empty streets of New York City, searching for survivors.
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10-180
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"tabel for wun"
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George spends the entirety of the episode quietly weeping in a booth of the dilapidated Monk's Cafe.
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10-195
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"bye gorg"
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The episode lasts twelve seconds. It abruptly ends when George shoots himself.
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10-196
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"hi gorg"
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George reappears in Jerry's apartment, alive and well. After a brief nervous breakdown, he jumps out the window to attempt suicide again.
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10-197
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"hi agen gorg"
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Similar content to 10-196, but he attempts to shoot himself while falling.
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10-254
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"delong an wanding rode"
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He begins a 104-episode story arc of making a journey on foot to other cities to find survivors of the 10-174 event. He is unsuccessful.
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10-358
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"teh madnis of king gorg"
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Having given up his journey, he enters the ruins of Holy Name Cathedral in downtown Chicago…
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(George kneels at the altar. He makes the Sign of the Cross.)
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George: …okay, God. I think I get the point. This is my eternal damnation, isn't it? Or at least some kind of purgatory. That's the only thing that makes sense.
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I'll be the first to admit that I've been a selfish sack of shit all my life. I probably deserve worse. …but that's why I tried to leave Jerry and the others in the first place! Did I start too late?!
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But, I'm not waking up at Jerry's place anymore. Which means there's a way that all this can change.
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I realize you've probably got a whole mess of God shit to take care of right now. I probably backed up the line to the Pearly Gates around several blocks, right? …yeah, too soon, sorry. So I'd better cut to the chase… can I have a sign? Something to indicate—
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(An angelic chorus suddenly swells up. A soft white light pokes through the ruined ceiling, landing on George's face.)
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(Laugh track.)
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(George's eyes widen. This is the first time he's able to hear this sound.)
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George:…is that a fucking LAUGH TRACK?!
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Episode 10-359, titled "gorg's kwest 2 get offa da airs, part 1", begins with George stripping naked and writing "AM I INAPPROPRIATE YET?" on the wall of the cathedral with his own feces. Amid repeated cries of "Censor me!", "Stop watching this!" and "LET ME DIE!", he captures, tortures, and mutilates several opossums.
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At the time of the testing moratorium, the last recorded iteration was "gorg's kwest 2 get offa da airs, part 126."
Special Containment Procedures: Outside of work hours, SCP-6729 is confined to custom-made humanoid containment quarters at Site-19-S. All personnel wishing to visit SCP-6729 in these quarters must first submit a request to its handler1. SCP-6729 is not permitted to leave the confines of Site-19-S, save for direct orders from the Director and must always be supervised by its handler on such occasions.
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As this file is viewable by SCP-6729, information related to the containment array installed throughout the Site and the various security protocols concerning it is kept in separate files restricted to the relevant personnel2.
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The clearance provided to SCP-6729 is derived from the one previously given to Dr. ███████. It allows SCP-6729 access to Site-19-S' own intranet and to matters pertaining to Dr. ███████’s work, but not to wider information regarding the Foundation's operations.
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All personnel working closely with SCP-6729 must undergo bimonthly psychological evaluations.
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Description: SCP-6729 is an extra-dimensional entity that currently inhabits the corpse of former Foundation researcher Dr. ███████. The precise method of Dr. ███████’s possession is currently unknown, but it is known that it occurred during an experiment conducted by the researcher, the details of which were not shared with other personnel3.
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SCP-6729’s host body shows no physical signs of decay despite having been in containment for ██ years and retaining no vitals or observable organ functions. While it has no need for nutrition, SCP-6729 regularly consumes food and drink, both to mimic human behaviour and for its enjoyment. SCP-6729 does not digest anything that it ingests, displacing it instead to an unknown location believed to be outside baseline reality.
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SCP-6729's true form is unknown. However, during one test, when asked about what it looked like
+prior to inhabiting Dr. ███████, SCP-6729 morphed its host body into a large writhing mass of
+tendrils, eyes, and teeth4. SCP-6729 proceeded to remark that this display was “close enough.” All researchers that witnessed the transformation were administered Class A amnestics at their own requests.
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While SCP-6729 retains Dr. ███████’s appearance, it is able to distort its host body and often does so, even when unobserved. It has been recorded splitting its skin open, growing additional limbs identical to Dr. ███████’s, as well as manifesting various organs and appendages non human in origin. With time and effort, SCP-6729 is able to heal from any injuries it receives. It is, however, unable to undo injuries sustained by Dr. ███████ prior to his death.
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Addendum 1: Initial containment
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VIDEO LOG
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08/30/2013:
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NOTE: Prior to this event, Dr. ███████ was, along with Dr. Sullivan and Director Carter, one of the only three Level 4 personnel stationed at Site-19-S, an offshoot meant to house low-priority projects and personnel away from the overcrowded Site-19. Dr. ███████'s research was focused on identifying extradimensional threats and devising containment procedures for them before they entered baseline reality. This research was disturbed by some of the objects contained within Site-19 and Dr. ███████ used his personal connection to Dr. Sullivan to request a transfer. Director Carter, still in office at the time, was eager to improve his Site's standing and accepted the request.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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09:15: Dr. ███████ finishes his early morning duties and heads down to the Site's Archives.
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09:19: Dr. ███████ encounters Dr. Sullivan on his way to the Archives. Dr. Sullivan tries to start a friendly conversation. Dr. ███████ cuts her attempt short, claiming to be in a hurry, and presses ahead.
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09:21 Dr. ███████ calls back to Dr. Sullivan from across the hallway and suggests she takes the day off. His face is turned away from the camera, but Dr. Sullivan recalls his expression as "somber."
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09:32: Dr. ███████ logs into a computer within the Archives. Due to a previously undiscovered loophole, his level 4 clearance, higher than any Security personnel or Technicians stationed at Site-19-S, prevents his following activity from being logged.
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10:07 Dr. ███████ exits the Archives, holding a box containing various documents pertaining to his research, and a USB stick. He then heads to his personal lab and shuts himself in.
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10:44: A tremor shakes the entire Site. Breach alarms are activated but personnel are slow to react accordingly. Later investigations revealed that due to Site-19-S not housing any anomalies above the Safe class at the time, Director Carter had neglected to conduct regular training drills, leading to confusion and a lack of perceived urgency among the Site's staff.
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10:49: Dr. Sullivan is one of the first personnel to take position into her assigned breach shelter. Minutes pass, and although others assigned to this shelter arrive, Dr. Sullivan notices that Dr. ███████ is still absent.
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11:02: Worried, Dr. Sullivan rushes out of the shelter, towards Dr. ███████'s personal lab.
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11:06: As she reaches her destination, the door to the lab is launched off its hinges with great force. A wounded Dr. ███████ stumbles out and looks at Dr. Sullivan. An unidentified substance gushes into his body through a gaping wound in his back.
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11:07: Dr. ███████ says something inaudible to Dr. Sullivan and tries to reach out his hand towards her. Before she can react, Dr. ███████'s body swells and bursts open. An organic mass made of flesh, eyes and teeth spews out and begins to expand. Dr. Sullivan screams.
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11:08: The mass continues to grow. Newly-grown muscles contract and expand, making it move down the hallway. Dr. Sullivan tries to collect herself. She is still sobbing when she calls in the Site's security chief.
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11:11: Chief Robert Gervais, leading five other guards, arrives on the scene. They form a line between Dr. Sullivan and the growing mass, then open fire. Several of the mouths shriek in pain, the mass then backs away and contracts upon itself.
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11:12: Chief Robert Gervais orders the guards to hold their fire, he shouts a question: "Are you sapient?"
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11:13: Chief Robert Gervais is slammed into a wall by a newly-manifested tentacle. He collapses next to Dr. Sullivan.
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11:14: Dr. Sullivan grabs hold of the chief's dropped weapon and shoots one of the entity's eye. It recoils again, before retaliating with another tentacle. Chief Robert Gervais pulls her down to the ground, the tentacle misses. Having noticed the entity's pattern of action, the guards begin pushing it back with careful, aimed shots and timed dodges
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11:27: Although the entity grew faster and more accurate with time, the guards finally manage to herd it into a large containment cell, sustaining minor injuries in the process.
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11:33: The entity initially lashes out against the walls of its cell, but comes to a stop after not receiving any external stimuli for 74 minutes.
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13:00: The entity is designated SCP-6729. Initial containment procedures are drafted.
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[END LOG]
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Following this incident, an investigation into the failures of Director Carter was launched, which culminated in his removal from his post. Being the highest-level person at the Site with managerial training, Dr. Sullivan was appointed as interim director; she was later promoted permanently after none of the potential candidates from Site-19 proper accepted the position.
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During this period of transition, testing on SCP-6729 was postponed. It was observed to remain firmly in place, moving only its eyes. Its breathing grew heavy and strained.
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10 days into containment, SCP-6729 began to shrink. Its size decreased incrementally over a period of five days, after which its mass began to contract and shift into more discernible shapes.
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VIDEO LOG
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09/19/2013:
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NOTE: This is the first recorded instance of SCP-6729 adopting a humanoid shape.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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03:41 SCP-6729's shape is currently a 2-meter-tall oval. It begins to contract, forming a small ball at its top, one incomplete arm at its side and two left legs at its bottom. Numerous eyes and mouths are still present all over its body.
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03:55: SCP-6729 loudly enunciates the word "Walking".
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03:56: SCP-6729 takes a step forward, then attempts to take a second. Its other leg is shorter than the first, causing it to fall "face" first on the ground.
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03:57: SCP-6729, still on the ground, groans in apparent frustration. It does not move again for three days.
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[END LOG]
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VIDEO LOG
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09/24/2013:
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NOTE: This is the first recorded instance of SCP-6729 adopting its current form.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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14:36: After many attempts to stand up, SCP-6729 finally corrects the number and shape of its limbs. It pushes itself up and suddenly goes completely still.
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14:47: Surveillance staff notice that SCP-6729's body appears to dry up. It begins to shrivel and crack.
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15:12: The outer layer of SCP-6729's skin falls off, revealing a body in identical shape to Dr. ███████, although with different colorations of skin, eyes and hair. Its moles and scars are a perfect match for Dr. ███████'s, and it bears the large, vertical wound that Dr. ███████ suffered on his back during the breach. Although this wound remains open, no bleeding is observed.
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15:17: SCP-6729 spends time looking over its body, then takes a few wobbling steps to stare directly at its cell's camera. It shouts.
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SCP-6729: Project Stargaze! The fifth Archon! Thaumiel-class extradimensional exodus fleet! O5-7's headquarters are in—
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15:19: Chief Robert Gervais bursts into the surveillance office, shuts down their equipment then applies aerosol amnestics to everyone in the room, including himself.
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[END LOG]
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Addendum 2: Interviews
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As SCP-6729 had demonstrated knowledge of classified projects that Dr. ███████ had been involved with, it was decided to interview it in order to asses the extent of that knowledge, and possibly recover crucial information that was lost with Dr. ███████'s death.
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Director Sullivan declined to conduct the interview herself.
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<Begin Log>
+The door to SCP-6729's cell opens slightly.
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SCP-6729: Finally! I was wondering when someone would come in.
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The interviewer's hand slides into the opening, holding a grey jumpsuit. They weakly throw the jumpsuit, which lands in front of SCP-6729.
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Interviewer: Hey uh, if you don't mind, could you put this on? I'm not really comfortable interviewing someone naked.
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SCP-6729: Alright, whatever.
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SCP-6729 grabs the jumpsuit and puts it on backwards. The interviewer steps into the room carefully, they look around, looking for something.
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Interviewer: Oh yeah, I'm used to having a table for these things but I guess we were all too scared to put furniture while you were in here.
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SCP-6729: Just ask your questions.
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Interviewer: Sure! To begin with, am I talking with Dr. ███████ or SCP-6729 right now?
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SCP-6729: Well I'm not him, and it's the first time I've heard that number but you can use it if that's easier for you.
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Interviewer: So you're not him, but you have Dr. ███████'s memories?
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SCP-6729: Some of them, yeah. The rest is still coming in. But I remembered enough to take a shape that's more approachable for you, and to get you interested in talking to me in the first place.
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Interviewer: Then you should know that the Foundation is very interested in having you return that knowledge to us.
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SCP-6729: Yeah I know. And it's gonna depend on what you're willing to give me in return.
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<End Log>
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Following negotiations, it was agreed that SCP-6729 would share Dr. ███████'s knowledge with the Foundation in exchange for benefits such as amenities and entertainment. As per Director Sullivan's suggestion, interviews also aimed to gain more information about SCP-6729's own nature in order to improve the efficacy of its containment.
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<Begin Log>
+Interviewer: One of the big things we want to know is: why did you kill Dr. ███████?
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SCP-6729: It's not like I meant to. This guy was doing extradimensional stuff, right? Well I don't know if he went wrong somewhere or what, but one moment I was minding my own business orbiting the edges of Corbenic, then suddenly I get sucked into some kind of bright whirlpool. Next thing I know, I'm stuck into a place that's too cramped for all of me and doing a number on my senses. I tried to stretch a bit and… you know what happened next.
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Interviewer: I see, thanks for clearing it up. Do you remember what he was trying to do?
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SCP-6729: Not a clue. His mind got messy towards the end, you understand.
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<End Log>
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<Begin Log>
+SCP-6729: What are those pills for, by the way?
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Interviewer: Ah, those. I'm not cleared to know most of what we're talking about, so once I'm done asking and recording, I have to take one to forget about it.
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SCP-6729: Can I try one?
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Interviewer: For the sake of keeping my job, I'd rather you didn't.
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<End Log>
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<Begin Log>
+Interviewer: Big trade this time: if you can tell us what Dr. ███████ was working on in 2009, we'll finally install a bed in here.
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SCP-6729: About time! I've been wanting to try sleeping since I remembered about dreams last month!
+<End Log>
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<Begin Log>
+Interviewer: Since you've been exceptionally cooperative for the last two years, maybe we can do away with the numbers. Do you have a name we could call you besides SCP-6729?
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SCP-6729 manifests five new mouths and emits a low, growling sound. Blood drips from the interviewer's nose.
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Interviewer: I— I'm sorry what did you say?
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SCP-6729: Excuse me, I just need to—
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SCP-6729 clears all six throats at once.
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SCP-6729: [COGNITOHAZARD EXPUNGED]
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The interviewer screams and bolts upright. They run to the observation window and bang their head against it, collapsing after the fourth impact.
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SCP-6729: Or, you know, just Grim for short.
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<End Log>
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<Begin Log>
+SCP-6729: When am I going to be allowed to talk to other people?
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Interviewer: What's wrong? Am I not enough for you?
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SCP-6729: Clearly not.
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<End Log>
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<Begin Log>
+Interviewer: Do you know if Dr. ███████ ever talked with anyone outside the Site about Project Stargaze?
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SCP-6729: What? No. I know he knows you had him followed the entire time. Are you running out of questions?
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<End Log>
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<Begin Log>
+Interviewer: Good morning to—
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SCP-6729 flips over the table and runs up to the interviewer. Its body shifts, manifesting more eyes over its face and a wide, fanged mouth across its neck.
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SCP-6729: Screw this interview! You're going to listen to me!
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Interviewer: I'm way too scared to refuse, so okay.
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SCP-6729: I've been stuck in this cell for way too many of what you call years.
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Interviewer: I think we're at eight now.
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SCP-6729: I've already told you everything he knew and you only come by when I do something worrying like try to break out, even though you've already made that impossible.
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Interviewer: So you want more visits?
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SCP-6729: No! I want out! I can work for you, I know the rules, I have all his skills and more, I'll do any dumb job I'm given as long as it gets me out of this cell. I'm losing my minds in here!
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Interviewer: Tell you what, you don't kill me and I'll see what I can do.
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<End Log>
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Addendum 3: Integration of SCP-6729 within Foundation staff
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After years of interviews, all relevant information pertaining to Dr. ███████ had been extracted from SCP-6729. As a result of Director Sullivan's orders, its limits and vulnerabilities had been comprehensively cataloged, making it one of the most securely contained items at Site-19-S.
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It was then determined that its inherited expertise, along with its unique perspective and willingness to work, were enough to tentatively allow it to work as a researcher.
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SCP-6729's integration remains an experimental and gradual process under constant monitoring. While its cooperation has been invaluable in certain instances, it has been made clear to SCP-6729 that it remains under strict observation and control at all times.
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While SCP-6729 is able to act professionally, and reliably produces satisfying results; its interpersonal relationships with fellow staff members are still strained, partly due to its own personality.
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VIDEO LOG
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09/07/2017:
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Location: Site-19-S shared workspace.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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SCP-6729 enters the room, followed by Dr. Orison. Dr. Huxley Bucket is already present within the room but neither of the two notice him, due to him having fallen asleep behind a computer.
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SCP-6729: I'm just saying that I think I deserve a short break. Do you know how many experiments I've completed today?
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Dr. Orison: Of course I do, I have had to log every one of them.
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SCP-6729: Exactly, then maybe you should take a break too.
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Dr. Orison: You know full well I cannot take my eyes off of you while you're out and about in the Site. I'll only rest when you are back in your cell.
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SCP-6729: Oh my god Orison. When are you going to get off my case? After all this time, you know I haven't killed anyone or been a danger to the Site.
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Dr. Orison: What about the interns, then?
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SCP-6729: Okay, yes, but it's not like we'll run out of them. And I'm pretty sure Bucket goes through them faster than I do.
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At this point, Dr. Bucket wakes up.
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Dr. Orison: And what about the South Wing?
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SCP-6729: I cleaned it up, didn't I? You can't blame me every time an experiment goes wrong.
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Dr. Orison: I very well can! Every time you do something wrong, every suspicion you give that you won't behave like a model researcher, it only makes the time I have to spend as your handler that much longer.
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SCP-6729: And what, do you think I enjoy this partnership more than you do? I'm already under enough restrictions, I don't need you to scrutinize everything I do.
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Dr. Orison: Restrictions? You're my restriction, SCP-6729!
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SCP-6729 frowns.
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SCP-6729: I have a—
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Dr. Orison: No, what you have is an SCP file number, because that is what you are. An annoying, never improving assignment that I will never be allowed to move on from.
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SCP-6729 backs away. After a few steps, it notices Dr. Bucket.
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SCP-6729: So you really wanna leave this place, huh.
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Dr. Orison: You would too, if you had ever been to any other Site. I requested a transfer from Site-17 because of work conditions there, but I would happily return if it meant leaving this: a low-end offshoot full of nothing but banal anomalies, dead-end projects and troublesome, unimportant staff!
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SCP-6729 smirks and points to Dr. Orison's left.
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SCP-6729: Oh yeah, I get it now. Do you mind repeating though? I don't think Bucket heard everything.
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Dr. Orison turns to see Dr. Bucket staring at the pair. A single tear rolls down Dr. Bucket's face.
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Dr. Bucket: I thought we were friends, Clyde.
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Dr. Orison: No, I… You will have to excuse me.
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Dr. Orison leaves the room in a hurry.
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SCP-6729: Nice. Now he'll leave me alone a while.
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Dr. Bucket: Do you want to talk about what just happened or—
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SCP-6729: Nope. I'm all talked out, gonna take a nap now.
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SCP-6729 sits in a corner of the room and closes its eyes. Later, Security Chief Robert Gervais enters the room and greets Dr. Bucket.
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Gervais: Hey Huxley. I just saw Orison power-walk down the hallway, is everything alright?
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Dr. Bucket points at the sleeping SCP-6729.
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Dr. Bucket: Grump and Grumper had one of their classic fights. A bit more heated than usual though.
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Gervais: Ah, that explains it. Do you think they'll ever learn to get along?
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Dr. Bucket: Probably not. But at least Grim is an improvement compared to the previous guy.
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Gervais: In the sense that "actually talking to us" is an improvement, yeah.
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Dr. Bucket: Do you ever wonder what Mister Level 4 was trying to do before he got 'sploded? I doubt he was trying to summon a nicer coworker.
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Gervais: I wager it would be something above our clearance, but I admit I'm curious about it too. Unfortunately, there's really only one person who knew, and his possessed corpse is taking a nap over there.
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[END LOG]
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VIDEO LOG
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15/07/2017:
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Location: Director Sullivan's office.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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SCP-6729 enters the room. Seeing it, Director Sullivan takes her eyes off of a framed picture she was contemplating, and puts it away in a desk drawer. She gestures for SCP-6729 to sit down, which it does.
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SCP-6729: I'm surprised you called me in here Director. See, I was under the impression you didn't like talking to me.
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Sullivan: I would indeed prefer to spend my time on other tasks. But when Dr. Orison files eleven incident reports in a month, I have to take action.
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SCP-6729: Oh come on, eleven? He's barely spoken to me since that little outburst last week.
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Sullivan: And I can't blame him. But Orison knows better than to let his emotions get in the way of his duties, and he has been keeping tabs on you. It seems you've let yourself go without his oversight to keep you in check.
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SCP-6729: No, I haven't.
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Sullivan: Then explain all this.
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SCP-6729: Do you really think I'd change my tune just because Orison isn't around? First of all, I don't care what he thinks. And secondly, I know I'm still under so much damn oversight. Just because I don't know the specifics of everything you've set up against me doesn't mean I can't see the cameras everywhere. I remember this place didn't use to have so many of them before my incident.
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Sullivan: The cameras aren't only monitoring you.
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SCP-6729: Right because there's so many more interesting things going on around here.
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Sullivan: If you are still behaving as usual, then what are you doing to make Orison so concerned?
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SCP-6729: Just doing my job properly, for once. I'm not sure exactly what Orison's specialties are, because he never talks about himself around me, but he clearly doesn't know shit about extradimensional research. I couldn't run a single test without him questioning everything I did or stopping me, because everything he didn't understand was a "security concern." So he's still complaining as much, only now it goes to you instead.
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Sullivan: I understand your issues, but we simply don't have any other experts on your field in our staff. Orison is a veteran from Site-17, he has the most experience with humanoid anomalies out of everyone in our Site.
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SCP-6729: And do they not teach staff to treat people likes humans at Site-17, or did he leave that behind when he came here?
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Sullivan: Look, I understand you have your issues with him, but you are not making it easy for him. Or anyone else, for that matter. If you are always this abrasive and cutting, everyone will have trouble treating you like one of their colleagues.
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SCP-6729: It has its advantages, you know. People don't pretend when they're around me, they don't hide how they feel about me. There's those that still slip up and call me by his old name, because they don't interact with me that often and they'd like to keep it that way. There's those that only see me as a freak in containment but are too professional to act out. It's always "SCP-6729" with them. Sometimes they lose the three letters, if they're feeling extra interpersonal.
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SCP-6729: And then there's the rare few, a handful really, that call me "Grim" because they see me for who I am. Well except Bucket, who's just friendly to everyone, and Gervais whose deal I still don't understand.
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SCP-6729: And lastly, there's you. You haven't called me by any name in all the years I've been here. It's always just "you". Did you think I wouldn't notice?
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Sullivan: I… what are you getting at?
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SCP-6729: I just want you to make up your mind, Director. Or do you want me to call you Harper? It's what he used to call you, after all, and I get the feeling that you're still clinging onto the idea that he's still somewhere in there. Well, he's not. He's gone, and it's all his own fault.
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SCP-6729's body quakes, its skin ripples and dark red patches begin to form.
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SCP-6729: And I just wish that the people in this goddamn Site would accept that it was HIS fault, not mine! That I never asked for this! That I'm not a murderous abomination waiting to rampage!
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Teeth sprout from the newly formed patches. A stain begins to seep through SCP-6729's clothing, originating from its back.
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SCP-6729: I've given you so many years, playing by the rules, never breaking our agreement, why can't that be—
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Director Sullivan stands up and slams her hands on her desk.
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Sullivan: ENOUGH!
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SCP-6729 is startled. Director Sullivan flips a panel on her desk, revealing a single red button. She places her hand above it.
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Sullivan: Do not make me press this. I will not be intimidated in my own office.
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SCP-6729 stares at Director Sullivan for a few seconds, its gaze shifting between her face and her readied hand. Finally, its shape returns to its usual form, and it sits down again. Director Sullivan rests her head in her hands and lets out a heavy sigh.
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SCP-6729: Well shit. I suppose my speech didn't go through, accompanied by a display like that.
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Sullivan: No, it… you've given me a lot to think about S— Grim.
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SCP-6729 blinks and stares at her.
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Sullivan: You were right, that I've been avoiding dealing with you because of some… sentiments that I have kept for too long. This has to change. You are my responsibility, both as an anomaly contained at my Site and, as a member of my staff. It is time I faced that head on.
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SCP-6729: What's that supposed to mean?
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Sullivan: It means I might need to update the terms of our arrangement, which have not changed despite your continued cooperation.
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SCP-6729' smile is wider than humanly possible.
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Sullivan: However, it also means I will be expecting more from you.
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SCP-6729's smile disappears, its mouth being absorbed inside its skin.
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Sullivan: If you really want to be on equal standing with the rest of the staff; I will have to ask you to integrate more with them. Start acting like someone who belongs here, make actual conversations.
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SCP-6729 nods slightly.
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Sullivan: I want to hear you agree.
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SCP-6729 scoffs.
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SCP-6729: Fine, okay, I'll play nicer. But what about Orison?
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Sullivan: He will remain your handler for now; I cannot brush aside all of his experience. But I will meet with him to discuss how we can change things, maybe give you some more autonomy in your work.
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SCP-6729: Better than nothing I suppose.
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Sullivan: And who knows. Maybe we'll end up hiring someone better suited for the job.
Special Containment Procedures: The former Anderson Robotics Facility in Fayette County, West Virginia, which once housed SCP-6849, has been stripped of all important material and sealed. The location has been listed in local guides as an abandoned technology facility containing hazardous material which should be appropriately avoided. Any suspicious activities reported at the location must be forwarded to Mobile Task Force Gamma-13 (“Asimov’s Lawbringers”). All relevant documents and material from the facility have been relocated to Site-78 for storage.
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SCP-6849-4 is housed in a medium-security humanoid containment cell at Site-58. An upright piano has been provided in the cell for entertainment, though usage is restricted during night hours. Depending on recent behavior, SCP-6849-4 may be allowed to play the piano located in the site lounge during formal events. Any suspected contact with SCP-6849-6 is to be brought to the attention of the item's Head Researcher.1
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SCP-6849-11 is contained in a low-security humanoid containment cell at Site-58. Due to longtime cooperation, SCP-6849-11 is allowed advanced privileges, including free roaming of select site grounds,2 limited internet access, and visits to SCP-6849-4’s cell during day hours. Any suspected contact with SCP-6849-6 is to be brought to the attention of the item's Head Researcher.
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Both SCP-6849-4 and SCP-6849-11 are scheduled for weekly sessions with an assigned Foundation Psychiatrist. Any changes in mood, disposition, or statements deemed alarming are to be brought to the attention of the Head Researcher for review.
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Any suspected sighting of SCP-6849-6 worldwide is to be investigated by MTF Gamma-13. Any newly captured or defected members of GoI-014 (The Serpent’s Hand) believed to have had contact with SCP-6849-6 are to be questioned regarding the subject's possible whereabouts.
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The corpses of the remaining eight SCP-6849 instances3 are to be kept in Site-58’s cold storage wing. Requests by SCP-6849-4 and SCP-6849-11 for formal burial have been denied.
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Description: SCP-6849 refers to eleven entities,4 created by GoI-1115 (Anderson Robotics) at the group’s former facility in Fayette County, West Virginia. In an operation referred to in company files as “Project Aniborg”. The project was active from March of 2005 to November of 2008. GoI-1115 has since shown little interest in recovering project materials in Foundation possession. Questioning of captured employees has backed up the company's attitude towards the project as a failed experiment, and further demonstrated their indifference. It is unclear if similar projects are planned by the company, though it is thought unlikely.
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Project Aniborg involved the transfer of internal body systems from selected animals into a humanoid robotic body. The central nervous system, respiratory system, and digestive system were removed and incorporated into a robotic exoskeleton via a process known to have involved varying degrees of anomalous cybernetic technology, and possibly a small degree of thaumaturgy. The exoskeleton's features were modeled after their original animal forms, but modified for upright mobility and human-like motion. Eleven successful procedures were conducted, and are listed in the table below.
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Note: Anderson Robotics and Foundation numbers are identical. Entities were originally numbered in order of creation.
Deceased. Shot and killed shortly before Incident 6849-A01.
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+
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3
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Jazzie
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M
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Canus lupus familiaris (Poodle)
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103
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Deceased. Corpse found in nearby forest in 2010.
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4
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Prometheus
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M
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Canus lupus familiaris (Husky)
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101 110
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Living. Site-58 Medium Security Wing.
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5
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Lily
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F
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Felis Catus (Tabby)
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85
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Deceased. Corpse found in nearby forest in 2010.
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+
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6
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Cutter/Kutter
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M
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Canus lupus familiaris (German Shephard)
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115
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Living. Location unknown.
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7
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Striker
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M
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Felis Catus (Nebelung)
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75
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Deceased. Fatal headshot by MTF Gamma-13.
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8
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Maximus
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M
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Felis Catus (Ojos Azules)
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74
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Deceased. Committed suicide in Foundation custody soon after capture.
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9
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Jasper
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M
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Felis Catus (Nebelung)
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92
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Deceased. Fatally shot by SCP-6849-7 and -8.
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10
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Rosie-Fluff/Rose-Thorn
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F
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Felis Catus (Ojos Azules)
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113
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Deceased. Fatal shot to chest by MTF Gamma-13.
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11
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Tigerlily
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F
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Felis Catus (Ojos Azules)
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101 111
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Living. Site-58 Low Security Wing.
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Addendum 1: Creation Account
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Interview Log: 6849-97-1
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Interview Date: 09/08/2017
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Interviewed: SCP-6849-4 and SCP-6849-11
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Interviewer: Head Researcher Dr. Charley Lucian
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Note:SCP-6849-4 and SCP-6849-11 have both been called in for a scheduled interview and questioning.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Dr. Lucian: You've been through this before, you guys know the drill.
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SCP-6849-11: Of course.
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Dr. Lucian: Your names.
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SCP-6849-11: Tigerlily.
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SCP-6849-4: Prometheus.
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Dr. Lucian: I of course have to ask-
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SCP-6849-4:(Sighs.)
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Dr. Lucian: Yeah, I know… Have either of you, since your previous questioning, had any contact with entity SCP-6849-6, also known as Kutter?
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SCP-6849-11: No.
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SCP-6849-4: Nope.
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Dr. Lucian: Right. Now this interview is more of a broad one. The higher ups, they want a big log with some general questions about what you are and what you've been through. Probably just to use as an FAQ-type thing in the document.
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SCP-6849-11: My name is Tigerlily, I'm roughly twelve years old-
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SCP-6849-4: More than that in cat-years.
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SCP-6849-11: I suppose so. I was born into a litter with four siblings. We were acquired by Anderson Robotics and converted into… this.
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SCP-6849-4: I'm Prometheus. I was a dog, now I'm a robot-dog who likes flame-painted skateboards and classical music.
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Dr. Lucian: Do either of you remember your lives before? Tigerlily, I know you were probably too young.
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SCP-6849-11: I remember… a big window. People were walking by in front of it. The short ones loved to stop and look at us.
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Dr. Lucian: Standard pet store display?
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SCP-6849-11: Yes. Had to be.
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SCP-6849-4: At least you were in a shop…
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Dr. Lucian:Prometheus, you were older when they found you. What do you remember?
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SCP-6849-4: A lot of alleyways. A cold winter or two. I ate a few too many old burgers out of trash cans. Then one day a van comes by and throws me in the back with a bunch of other mutts they found.
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Dr. Lucian: Other mutts?
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SCP-6849-4: I don't know how many, but they poked and prodded all of us to see if we were fit for what they were planning. Me and Jazzie made the cut.
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Dr. Lucian: And what happened after you passed their test?
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SCP-6849-4: They restrained my legs and head, then shaved me. They put pads on me to monitor my systems, and finally they put me under.
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Dr. Lucian: And?
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SCP-6849-4: I woke up… and I was… I…
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SCP-6849-11: For the first time in my life, I could think…
Project Aniborg's subjects served as prototypes for a new animal conversion service by Anderson Robotics. The service involved transferring a customer's animal companion into a cybernetic body, giving them human-like mobility and thought. This would be done to enhance companionship, with the owner choosing to set their companion's new intelligence depending on their desired purpose. A recovered document listed three such conversion options:
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GIFTED
+For those who simply want a smarter companion at a reasonable rate! A cat that can use the toilet! A dog that will bring you your mail! A mouse that can shake or nod at your questions!
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ENHANCED
+For those who want some friendship or something to brighten up their day! Something you can take out for ice cream! Or watch movies together!
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GENIUS
+For those that don't just want something better, but something superior! A pet that can read! That can work! A companion that will finally understand you!
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+Hundreds of other documents were recovered from the facility after its capture. Though most were of a technical and research nature, the journal of Facility Manager Matt Stephenson was recovered. The journal provided an overview of the project, and a personal look into the subjects and events at the site leading up to Incident 6849-A01. It has been transcribed below as Document 6849-J89.
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Document 6849-J89
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March 14th, 2005
+They finally finished the new place, took long enough. They gave me a tour of our new playground, and I don't believe I could have asked for anything better. That said, Dr. Contos was adamant the site be remote. I suppose the other side of the country is remote enough. The closest town is Beards Fork, down the road. Only about a hundred people, low enough we can work without anyone getting too close to what we're doing.
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I haven't been to the town shop yet, the company is supposed to send us supplies, but I'll be a butt if I can't get a fresh burger from the store.
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March 18th, 2005
+I said goodbye to Jessica today. I told her I'd see her again in a month, but to her that must feel like forever. I've never been gone this long.
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Before I left, she gave me her necklace, the one I got her for our first anniversary. The others might make fun of me for walking around with a little golden cross around my neck, but to have her and the Lord with me, it's a price I'm always willing to pay.
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They always ask how a praying man like me could do what I've done, or do what we're about to do. God made our bodies to be improved upon. And God made the world's creatures so we could do the same to them.
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March 27th, 2005
+Most of the R&D team has arrived, and so has our first shipment. Four Rattus norvegicus domestica, or standard lab rats, labeled 1-1 through 1-4.
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The team got right to work examining them. Pumping them with a few small jolts, and seeing how they could best graft their flesh to new circuits. It may be a long time before we even have a working prototype. But I'm patient, and I've made it very clear to Dr. Contos what we need.
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April 21st, 2005
+The first batch are gone. One-by-one they gave out, I suppose it was too much for them. We learned everything we could, and stored them when we were done. Until the company's ice box gets here, they'll be in the freezer. Let's hope I don't pull out a dead rat the next time I go for a coke.
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[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
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June 9th, 2005
+Third batch is gone, but we've gained some promising leads. Johnny was able to replace the eyes in 3-4 with new ones, and they worked too. Of course then the infection set in. I'll have the team keep closer to cleanliness standards around here, we've grown a bit too sloppy.
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[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
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September 12th, 2005
+Successful leg transplant on 10-2. They're simple, and 10-2 has had some trouble getting used to them, but I think the time has come to move to bigger things.
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October 7th, 2005
+Matthew got 11-9's brain to control one of the prototype arms for a few minutes before it expired. We may be able to try a full procedure soon enough.
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November 21st, 2005
+Subject 13-1, Procedure attempted, expired. Subject 13-2, Procedure attempted, expired. Subject 13-5, Procedure attempted, expired. Subject 13-7, Procedure attempted, expired. Subject 13-8, Procedure attempted, gained full motor control for 14 seconds before expiring.
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We're close.
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November 23rd, 2005
+Batch 14 arrived. Four standard lab rats, three Rattus norvegicus. Street rats. They didn't say where they got them, but they probably think if they shake things up a little we'll bring them a better result, like we're a beaker that needs to be tapped.
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[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
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December 2nd, 2005
+Subject 14-2, Procedure attempted, expired. Subject 14-3, Procedure attempted, gained partial motor control for 4 seconds before expiring. Subject 14-4, Procedure attempted, expired. Subject 14-5, Procedure attempted, gained full motor control for nine minutes before expiring.
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One of the street rats. Interesting.
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December 10th, 2005
+Subject 14-6, Procedure attempted, expired. Subject 14-7, procedure attempted, gained full motor control. Time elapsed: 27 hours. None of us have slept.
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I named him Adam.
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[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
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February 1st, 2006
+He knows how to say yes and no. I taught him how to say please as well. To think that three months ago I received him in a box, nibbling on a carrot cube.
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Dr. Contos and Mr. Dillard visited three days ago. To say they were impressed by our prototype is an understatement. Though Contos was a tad upset by my use of biblical passages to help Adam practice his speaking.
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We just received ten more street rats today, they think the specially bred specimens might have something about them that lowers their success rate. Looking at the results, who am I to argue?
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[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
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March 19th, 2006
+I named the new one Magnus, Adam has been showing him around, teaching him the basics. Jessica always wanted children, but I'd always been too long away from home. I've been thinking about what I want once this project is done. Settling down at home, making a family, It doesn't sound bad. Besides, how many men get the chance to practice their parenting skills on a couple mice?
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The workers came in to start converting the old break room into a nursery. They brought with them two armed guards, and it appears they won't be leaving. Silva even proposed installing a kill-switch if they become a problem, I vetoed it immediately. To think any of these creatures would ever want to harm us. Even if they could.
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March 20th, 2006
+A batch of dogs. I told them it was too early to start working with bigger animals, but they opened the back of their van to show me the barkers in their cages. Strays from Pittsburgh, they said.
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We examined each of them to see if they were fit to work with. Only the husky and the poodle were approved. The men from the company took the rest and drove off to do lord knows what. Well, that's their own cross to bear, we have ours here.
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April 4th, 2006
+I let the team name them this time. The husky was named Prometheus (was 'Anderson' not good enough?) The poodle was named Jazzie. Already they seem to be catching onto things faster than either Adam or Magnus.
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Speaking of, Magnus read to us 'The Cat in the Hat' last night. We all clapped for him, and if he could smile, I bet he would've. To think we took a mouse off the street and taught it to read. This is the reason I work.
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April 14th, 2006
+The van came by again. This time seven cats off the streets of Pittsburgh. Three of them were approved.
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May 10th, 2006
+Subject 17-1, Procedure attempted, expired. Subject 17-2, Procedure attempted, gained full motor control for 91 seconds before expiring. Subject 17-3, Procedure attempted, success.
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May 13th, 2006
+Jazzie has been showing Lily around, they've gotten along well for a cat and a dog. She tried to bite Adam once, animal instincts? Or just being playful?
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Prometheus asked me if he could go outside today. I said I'd ask the company to construct a fence to make it safe. He seemed disappointed.
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I'll start playing some music during the day to calm them down. Maybe they'll like Beethoven.
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[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
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August 21st, 2006
+They dropped off our supplies today, and a dog with it. They left without saying a word.
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A German Shephard, dirty, with a faded collar that said Cutter. He scooched away when one of us approached his cage.
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[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
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December 26th, 2006
+Happy late Christmas present. A litter of five kittens from a pet shop in Charleston.
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Cutter says he wants to write his name with a "K" from now on. When I told him that wasn't the proper spelling, he did that odd thing with his jaw. Like his brain is telling him to growl, even without lips.
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January 5th, 2007
+Striker, Maximus, Jasper, Rosie-Fluff, and Tigerlily. A long naming session between us, and probably the last we'll have for a while. I told Contos to either send more staff or stop sending us more animals. It seems we'll be focusing on the subjects we have.
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[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
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March 9th, 2007
+They're all from the same litter, you'd think they would be somewhat similar. But Striker and Maximus run around together, causing chaos. All while their brother Jasper is finishing his chores to the letter.
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The two girls, Rosie-Fluff and Tigerlily, are an odd case. Every time I walk past, they have their heads buried in books. Tigerlily in some Dr. Seuss tale, and Rosie-Fluff in a magazine one of us accidentally left lying around. Her and Cutter especially love to talk.
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Speaking of Cutter, he and Prometheus have grown close. I've found them several times discussing their memories on the city streets, before they came here. I suppose it was inevitable they'd bond over such an experience.
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April 23rd, 2007
+Jazzie and Lily. They've been close ever since they met, and lately they've spent every free moment together. This morning I saw them both sitting against the wall, Jazzie had Lily's hand in his mouth. I knew it was a fake-bite, the type dogs do for fun (maybe more in this case?). But one of the security men had his hand on his gun until I motioned him away.
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Rosie-Fluff was watching him, though. Simple curiosity, I hope.
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[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
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June 5th, 2007
+Rosie-Fluff asked me about the security men and their guns. I told her not to ask anyone about that again. I'll tell them to keep a closer eye on her. I already had a bad feeling when she giggled after I told her the story of Abel's death.
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Speaking of bad feelings, Cutter. Every time we let them outside he's strolling near the fence, looking it up and down, sniffing every nook. I could tell him to stop, but would that only make it worse?
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I'm not stupid, he feels like a caged animal. He is a caged animal. I only hope that once this is done, we can find a better place for him.
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[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
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February 29th, 2008
+Happy leap day. Nothing of note to tell. Adam and Magnus are like brothers. Having been with us the longest, they're by far our most obedient and well-adjusted subjects. I can only hope their example takes to the others.
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Jazzie and Lily are never apart, do we have ourselves a Romeo and Juliet? A star-crossed dog and cat? Speaking of dogs, Prometheus spends a tad too much time in front of the TV, but he's taken well to the music I introduced to him. He said he wanted to learn to sound like Beethoven. I should request the transfer of a keyboard soon. I can think of no better way to open our public demonstration than a dog playing the piano.
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Cutter? Well, he's Cutter. He's scored the highest so far in the math and puzzle tests, but he's begun to neglect his chores. I worry for him.
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Of the five kitten siblings, I don't think I've seen a more dysfunctional family. Striker and Maximus have been reprimanded for bullying Jasper twice, I even heard Striker call him his "Abel" in a fit of anger. Rosie-Fluff can almost compete with Cutter on the puzzles, but she's shown a particular interest in the Old Testament literature I let her read, especially the ones with violence. Tigerlily makes up for it, however. Never met a more curious little cat, passionate to learn. I've even started allowing her to assist in some of our work.
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Truly, all walks of life growing within these walls. But for better or worse?
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April 1st, 2008
+Maximus put a whoopie-cushion under my chair when I sat down for breakfast this morning. Lord knows where he got it.
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Staff morale isn't what it was. Once all the testing and research is done, it simply feels like we're raising a group of dysfunctional children. Peter quipped that we were working for "Anderson Daycare", and the name is catching on.
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[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
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June 2nd, 2008
+Maximus and Striker tried pulling one of their jokes on Cutter. He responded with a metal-fist to Striker's face.
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We put all three of them in the cage for a few days. When they came out, there was no more violence. No, not from fear. They respect him now. I have a feeling Cutter is what you could call their "Alpha".
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That is something I cannot allow.
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[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
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September 15th, 2008
+He's the smartest out of all of them, I know that. Despite our efforts, his sway with the others is growing. He got his taste of power after the incident with Striker, and he's leaning into it. Not like I can just throw him in the cage, that would make him a martyr. But I also don't like leaving him to his own devices. I suppose I can't exactly complain, we wanted to take animals and make them think like people. They definitely think like people now. I can only hope they'll see the light.
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As much as I urge everyone under me to do their part in keeping everything under control, the problem only grows. They're tired of disciplining what are supposed to be our research subjects, they're tired of being a 24/7 daycare.
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I'm sending Dr. Contos a request. Behavioral specialists, more security, and to transfer Cutter somewhere else.
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September 23rd, 2008
+The security arrived, armed to the teeth. When I asked for more, I meant a few men with pistols. Now we have a closet full of rifles and bullets. Already, I'm feeling something bad.
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To no surprise, the other requests were denied. If Cutter becomes a bigger problem… Well, I hope we won't have to use the guns.
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October 15th, 2008
+They're going to him now instead of us. Jazzie and Rosie-Fluff disagreed on who was supposed to have the copy of Hamlet for the day. With the staff brushing them off more and more, it's no wonder they went to Cutter instead to solve it.
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I pray for them, for us. But I feel like I'm losing control.
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October 27th, 2008
+The company would never allow this, but I felt like I had no other choice. I called them all in, and gave each of them a bible. I asked them to read some of it before they went to bed, and in it they would finally find something to put their faith in. Something else they could follow.
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I can only hope to bring them something before the angry letter from Contos arrives. He wouldn't give me what I needed, so I gave them what they needed.
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Lord, please guide them. Show them the light, and bring peace to this place.
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November 1st, 2008
+I heard Rosie-Fluff call him their "Moses".
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Only Adam, Magnus, and Jasper have shown themselves above his spell. But the others have alienated them over it.
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I need a drink.
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November 10th, 2008
+Adam and Jasper confronted Cutter in the hallway. He punched and kicked them both until security drew their guns at him. It was only luck that I was there to stop them.
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He's in the cage for the next week. How did I lose control of all this?
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November 21th, 2008
+Adam died yesterday. Cutter stabbed him to death with a shiv.
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He's in the cage now. Tomorrow we're going to take him into the mountains and terminate him.
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I'm sorry, Cutter, but you brought this on yourself.
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As did you. Apology accepted. -Kutter
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Interview Log: 6849-61-2
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Interview Date: 07/03/2013
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Interviewed: SCP-6849-4 and SCP-6849-11
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Interviewer: Head Researcher Dr. Charley Lucian
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Note:SCP-6849-4 and SCP-6849-11 have both been called in to provide information of their time in the Facility.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Dr. Lucian: I know, I'm sorry. They just want a more up-to-date retelling for the document.
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SCP-6849-11:(Sighs.)
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SCP-6849-4: I regret it, all of it. I was… he was right. We were like children, and they weren't parents. I can look back now, and see how shitty it was for everybody.
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SCP-6849-11: I like to think I joined him because I was scared. After what they did to Magnus… I thought they would kill me if I didn't. Maybe they would have, for all I know… But I can't deny I looked up to him. I read Matt's journal, after it all happened. It was then, I think… I realized what we'd done.
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Dr. Lucian: It wasn't your fault.
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SCP-6849-4: I don't see their faces, as much as I used to… I've sworn to never touch a weapon again, but if he comes back-
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(SCP-6849-11 puts her hand on SCP-6849-4's shoulder.)
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SCP-6849-11: We'll… we'll call you. It's what we're supposed to do.
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Dr. Lucian: Right. I'm glad you trust us.
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SCP-6849-4: I don't want to see him again.
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Dr. Lucian: They'll stick him in some high-security cell a thousand miles away. You won't have to think about him.
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SCP-6849-11:(Sighs.) Too many have died because of us already.
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[END LOG]
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Addendum 3: Incident 6849-A01
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On November 22nd, 2008, a revolt took place at the Facility under the instigation of SCP-6849-6. All personnel were killed and the subjects gained control of the facility. Portions of the revolt were recorded on the Facility's surveillance system, and later recovered by MTF Gamma-13.
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Transcribed Scene from Facility Security Records
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Note: The Facility's surveillance system only recorded from a single monitor, which constantly switched between different cameras throughout the Facility.
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[BEGIN RECORDING]
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(Camera pans past a supply closet. The door appears damaged, and sits wide open. Several guns and loose magazines are scattered inside. One subject, believed to be SCP-6849-10, walks past holding a rifle. The camera pans just enough to see the upper part of SCP-6849-2, lying dead on the ground. Heavy damage covers his face and chest.)
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(Recording switches to a break-room. SCP-6849-9 and a scientist are hiding under a table. The corpse of a security officer is lying against the wall. SCP-6849-7 steps into frame, grabbing and flipping the table away. The scientist attempts to run, but is shot by SCP-6849-7, who appears to laugh. SCP-6849-8 appears alongside him, and both approach SCP-6849-9, who backs up to a wall. They yell and scream at each other.7 SCP-6849-7 and -8 lift their weapons and fire on SCP-6849-9. SCP-6849-9 falls against the wall, emitting sparks.)
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(Recording switches to Matt Stephenson's office. Stephenson is crawling towards his desk, he is bleeding from several bullet wounds in his legs. SCP-6849-6 is standing over him. As this was the only camera with sound equipment, their dialogue was recorded.)
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Matt Stephenson: -ease lord, save me…
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SCP-6849-6: Shut up!
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(SCP-6849-6 slams a robotic leg down on Stephenson's foot, Stephenson lets out a cry of pain.)
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Matt Stephenson: What- (groan) What did I do to you!? What did I do to have you slaughter me like a dog!?
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SCP-6849-6:(laughs) 'Like a dog'!
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Matt Stephenson: I'm- That's not what I meant! Why!?
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SCP-6849-6: What are we to you?
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Matt Stephenson: What?
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SCP-6849-6:What are we!?
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Matt Stephenson: You're… you're our greatest creation-
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(SCP-6849-6 kicks Stephenson in the stomach, ushering another cry of pain.)
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SCP-6849-6: I'll tell what I was before, before… this.
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Matt Stephenson: You were a dog! A dog we took in, gave you a mind…
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SCP-6849-6: I was a plaything! For a couple humans. One of them… she liked me. Not for me, but for what I was. 'Momma's big boy', she called me in front of her friends. Got me to sit for them, shake for them… I wasn't even a pet, I was something to show off, a toy. Once they left, I didn't exist. I remember the scorn in her eyes when I had to remind her to feed me.
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Matt Stephenson: Look, Cutter…
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+SCP-6849-6: And the other one… never met a more insecure man. Well, you're still a runner up. But he didn't like me. Not. One. Bit. Whenever she disappeared, I became a different type of toy. An object of scorn for a jealous man. One who preferred cigarettes and belts to hunger and neglect.
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Matt Stephenson: I'm sorry!
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(Stephenson looks down, then back to SCP-6849-6.)
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Matt Stephenson: I'm sorry I didn't do more for you…
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SCP-6849-6: You've done enough. I escaped once. Wandered the streets, a better teacher than you. I learned to take what I wanted, to be ready at all times to fight for my life. Then some men tossed me in the back of a van, and I came here. You're right, you gave me a mind. And I'll get something else when I escape again.
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(SCP-6849-6 steps up to Stephenson.)
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SCP-6849-6: I'm not going to be another toy. Not another product for someone else.
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(SCP-6849-6 looks up to the camera.)
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SCP-6849-6:I am Kutter with a 'K'! Not your new gadget! Once I'm done here, I'm coming for you, Mr. Contos! And the rest of you!
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(Stephenson weakly grabs the cross around his neck, muttering.)
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Matt Stephenson:Jessica… Jessica…
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(SCP-6849-6 turns to Stephenson and raises his weapon to his head.)
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SCP-6849-6: Thank you. For everything.
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(SCP-6849-6 shoots Stephenson in the head, killing him. After a few seconds of silence, he bends down, pulling Stephenson's cross up and over his head. Looking at it for a moment, he places it around his own neck. SCP-6849-6 then walks around to Stephenson's desk. Sitting down in the seat, he looks over various papers on the desk. Finding Stephenson's journal, he begins to examine it. SCP-6849-4 steps into the room.)
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SCP-6849-4: We did it. They're all gone.
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SCP-6849-6: Thank you, Prometheus.
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SCP-6849-4: What now?
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SCP-6849-6: Now… we're our own masters. Call everyone into the conference room, I have some ideas about our next move.
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(As they begin to leave, the footage cuts again to the laboratory. Bullet holes line the walls, and much of the equipment is damaged. Two corpses are on the ground, lying in pools of blood. The camera pans, SCP-6849-11 becomes visible. She is sitting at a table, with her face in her hands. A pistol is laying in front of her.)
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[END RECORDING]
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On December 14th, some of the nine remaining subjects began to raid the small nearby neighborhood of Beards Fork, West Virginia. The subjects caused moderate property damage, and several civilians were hospitalized due to injuries while attempting to fight the subjects. No civilian casualties occurred, though it became apparent the local police force was ill-equipped for the situation.
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Recovered Civilian Footage
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[BEGIN RECORDING]
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Person 1: -the hell are these things!?
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Person 2: Get down, dammit!
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(Person 1 appears to be holding the camera, while Person 2 is next to them. Both are peering through their window to the neighborhood outside. Two subjects, SCP-6849-7 and -8, are emerging from a red car, sitting halfway up the curb. Both are holding automatic rifles, hanging from their torsos with straps. Their voices are faintly audible.)
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SCP-6849-7: When is Rosie-Fluff gonna be back?
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SCP-6849-8: She wants us to call her Rose-Thorn now.
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SCP-6849-7: Cool, I already like my name. Not like yours.
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SCP-6849-8: Hey! (He pushes SCP-6849-7 slightly.)
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SCP-6849-7: Don't punch me cause your name is stupid! Maximus? What does that even mean?
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SCP-6849-8: Kutter says it means 'Greatest' in an old language!
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SCP-6849-7: Still stup-
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(A civilian appears across the street, standing up from behind a nearby car. He aims a shotgun at both of them, firing. Most of the shot misses, though several projectiles hit SCP-6849-7, doing little damage.)
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SCP-6849-7: Go away!
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(SCP-6849-7 lifts his gun and fires at the car. The civilian is hit in the arm, and quickly retreats back into his house. SCP-6849-7 fires more at the front of the structure.)
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SCP-6849-7:(Laughs) Yeah!
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(SCP-6849-8 raises his gun straight up and fires into the air.)
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SCP-6849-8:This is cat country!
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Person 1: Jesus fucking christ.
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(The sound of further gunshots erupt down the road. SCP-6849-7 and -8 turn and point their guns in the direction of the sound, but begin to back away slightly. Several seconds later, SCP-6849-10 sprints into frame.)
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SCP-6849-10: Ready your guns!
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(The three subjects turn and face the direction of the gunshots. A voice booms through a megaphone off-screen.)
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Voice:Remain indoors! This is the National Guard…
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Person 2: About time!
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[END RECORDING]
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When it became apparent the local police were incapable of handling the situation, the town's mayor requested assistance from the governor. However, by this time the events in Beards Fork had come under Foundation attention. On 12/16/2008, a small team from Mobile Task Force Gamma-13 ("Asimov's Lawbringers") were sent to capture or neutralize the subjects, under the guise of National Guard troops.
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MTF Gamma-13 Recording
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[BEGIN RECORDING]
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(Camera is situated on the helmet of MTF Operative J. Part of a four-man team driving into the town on a jeep. Operative B is standing up in the vehicle and speaking through a megaphone.)
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B:Remain indoors! This is the national guard! Remain indoors until called upon! Further law enforcement will arrive at your residences shortly! Follow their directions!
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D:(From the front seat.) There they are!
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C:(From the driver's seat.) Hang on!
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(C stops the car. J looks ahead to a figure standing in the road. Upon getting closer, it is revealed to be SCP-6849-10.)
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SCP-6849-10: I know what you are! Kutter said you'd come!
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D: Dunno who Kutter is! But you better surrender yourself to us now! Or we'll bring out the guns!
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SCP-6849-10:(Laughs) We're not going back with you! We're free now!
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D:(Shrugs) Alright, tried the boring way-
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(SCP-6849-10 pulls out her weapon, and fires at the vehicle.)
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B: Fuck!
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(The four operatives lean down as bullets pepper the vehicle and road around them.)
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J: How did you not see it had a gun!
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(The bullets stop, presumably as SCP-6849-10 is reloading. The operatives pull themselves up, and begin firing at SCP-6849-10.)
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(SCP-6849-10 is hit by several bullets, few of which do damage against her exoskeleton. She turns and begins to run, towards two other figures further down the road.)
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J: Let's go!
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(C drives the jeep down the road. B stands up again and repeats his message into the megaphone.)
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B:Remain indoors! This is the national guard! Remain indoors until called upon!
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(SCP-6849-10 stops at the two figures, revealed to be SCP-6849-7 and -8.)
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SCP-6849-7:Go away!
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(The three subjects fire at the vehicle again. The operatives dive down until the gunfire stops.)
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J: Fuck's sake!
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(J lifts himself up and out of the car, aiming his rifle. He takes a shot, which hits SCP-6849-10 in the shoulder. Sparks fly, along with some smoke. SCP-6849-10 looks back, appearing shocked. J swiftly reloads the rifle, and fires again. The bullet hits SCP-6849-10 in the chest.)
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SCP-6849-8: Rose-Thorn!
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(SCP-6849-10 drops her weapon, stumbling back. J fires again, barely missing SCP-6849-8. SCP-6849-10 sits down on the ground, her hand on her chest.)
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SCP-6849-10: Run!
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(SCP-6849-10 grabs her weapon and fires at the operatives. They dive down again, J watches as SCP-6849-7 and -8 run to a nearby red car, getting inside.)
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D: They're getting away!
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(The gunfire stops. J lifts up out of the jeep, firing another shot into SCP-6849-10's chest. She falls over on the pavement as the red car sporadically drives away, hitting several mailboxes and parked vehicles on the way.)
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J: D, call up a recovery team! C, follow them!
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(C drives the jeep down the road, after the red car. B stands back up.)
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B:Remain indoors until called upon! Keep away from the hostiles! Further law enforcement will be here shortly!
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[END LOG]
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SCP-6849-10's corpse was recovered an hour later by Foundation Agents. Witnesses to the event were subsequently questioned, and amnesticized after their recordings were retrieved.
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Addendum 4: Facility Raid
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MTF Gamma-13 continued to follow the car out of the town. Due to SCP-6849-7 and -8's presumed inexperience operating a vehicle, their driving was haphazard and chaotic. Gamma-13 elected not to capture them, and instead have the subjects lead them back to their intended destination. The strategy was successful, as the team were led back to the former Facility.
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Transcribed Scene from Facility Security Records
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[BEGIN RECORDING]
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(SCP-6849-6 is sitting in Matt Stephenson's former office. The room is noticeably more decrepit, with trash littering the floor. In the middle of the room is a stain of blood where Stephenson was killed. SCP-6849-6 appears to be reading a document when SCP-6849-7 and -8 storm into the room.)
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SCP-6849-7: Kutter!
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SCP-6849-8: They're back! We tried to fight them! But- but Rose-Thorn-
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SCP-6849-6: What? What happened?
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SCP-6849-7: They shot at us! They killed Rose-Thorn so we had to run!
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SCP-6849-6:You came back here!?
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SCP-6849-8: Y- yes… we didn't-
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SCP-6849-6:(Slamming his fist into the table.) You brought them back here!
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(SCP-6849-6 gets up and walks out of the room, pushing through SCP-6849-7 and -8. The pair look to each other, then follow him out.)
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SCP-6849-6: Everyone! Grab your weapons! Lock the doors outside!
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(Recording switches to the break room. SCP-6849-3 and SCP-6849-5 are sitting in a seat, rubbing their metal noses together. They perk up, presumably at SCP-6849-6's yelling. They grab their weapons and run out of the room.)
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(Recording switches to the laboratory. SCP-6849-11 is standing and looking out the window, either out of range of or ignoring SCP-6849-6's yelling. She's holding Matt Stephenson's journal in her hand. SCP-6849-7 and -8 appear behind her. They look at each other, and SCP-6849-8 approaches her, getting her attention. The three talk for several seconds. SCP-6849-11 appears distressed, she drops the journal and buries her face in her hands. SCP-6849-8 grabs her and hugs her, SCP-6849-7 joins them both. SCP-6849-7 and -8 then let go of her, picking up their weapons and leaving. SCP-6849-11 picks up her own nearby weapon, looking at it. Setting the weapon down, she turns back around and looks out the window.)
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(Recording switches to the outdoor entrance. SCP-6849-4 is in the parking lot with a skateboard, stepping onto and attempting to ride it. Looking up, he sees MTF Gamma-13 and their jeep coming towards him from down the road. Dropping the skateboard, he runs inside as Gamma-13 begins shooting at him.)
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MTF Gamma-13 Recording
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[BEGIN RECORDING]
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(MTF Gamma-13 is driving down the road, having followed SCP-6849-7 and -8 into the surrounding mountains.)
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J: There!
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(J points to a building off the road, within the trees. In front of it, the red car has been haphazardly left in the parking lot, its doors still opened.)
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D: So that's where they came from! Lock and load, guys!
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(The team readies their weapons as they drive towards the building. A lone figure is in the parking lot, stepping on something.)
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B: Another one?
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(The figure, now identifiable as SCP-6849-4, looks up at them. Quickly, he turns and runs to the door as D begins firing at him.)
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J: Stop that! You're wasting ammo!
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(Pulling up into the parking lot, C stops the car. The four get out, readying their weapons.)
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D:(Speaking into a transceiver.) Five-eight. This is Golf-one-three. Requesting Reinforcements. Large building surrounded by mountains, unknown number of robotic hostiles inside-
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B:(Reading off the sign on the building.) 'Andy's Ratchets'?
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J: Classic A-R front.
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D:(Speaking into a transceiver.) Likely Golf-india-triple-one-five involvement. Over.
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(He puts the transceiver down.)
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D: Backup's com-
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(D is hit by a barrage of gunfire from the building. He falls over, clutching his chest and abdomen, which have recieved several bullet wounds.)
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J: Danny!
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(J grabs and pulls D behind a nearby car, where the team takes shelter from another barrage of bullets. J briefly raises his head to locate the hostile. He sees SCP-6849-7 standing on the roof.)
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SCP-6849-7: That's for my sister!
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(SCP-6849-7 continues to yell as he peppers the car with more bullets. J looks to the others, C is preforming first aid on D, who is bleeding from several bullet wounds.)
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C: Come on! Deep breaths!
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D:(Hyperventilating) I… can't…
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C: Don't talk!
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(C applies more bandages to D as B picks up the transceiver, requesting medical assistance. During a brief lapse in gunfire, J takes his rifle. Pointing it to the roof, he sees SCP-6849-8 has joined -7, along with a third figure, identified as SCP-6849-6, who turns and leaves upon sighting him. J takes a shot at them, but misses. He dives back under cover as more gunfire erupts.)
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D: Bev… Beverly.
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C: Yes, yes! You're going to see her again when you get out of here.
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D: Tell… her…
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(J smacks him in the face.)
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J: I'm not telling her a damn thing! You're telling her yourself!
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(J leans against the car, taking a deep breath. The gunfire stops for a brief moment. J lifts his rifle up again, pointing it at the roof. He shoots SCP-6849-7 through the head, killing him instantly.)
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J: Yes!
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SCP-6849-8:Striker!
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(SCP-6849-8 drops his gun, bending down to SCP-6849-7. J takes another shot, hitting the concrete wall just below SCP-6849-8. Seeing this, SCP-6849-8 picks up -7's corpse and drags it out of sight.)
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J: There you go! Get out of here!
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(J kneels down to the others.)
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J: D! I got him!
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(D doesn't respond.)
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C: He's going into shock!
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J: Dammit! Alright, B, tell them to expedite that medical team! C, get all our med supplies from the jeep!
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(A bullet hits the concrete nearby. Looking back, J sees SCP-6849-6 standing in front of the entrance doorway, holding a rifle.)
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J: Go! I'll cover!
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(C runs to the jeep as J sprints across the parking lot, taking shots at SCP-6849-6, who shoots back at him. J's helmet-camera then reached its 1gb limit, ending the recording.)
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[END RECORDING]
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Transcribed Scene from Facility Security Records
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[BEGIN RECORDING]
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(Camera pans across the parking lot. SCP-6849-6 is directly below it, shooting at Operative J, who runs behind a nearby car. In the background, Operative C is seen sprinting to the Jeep. He grabs an object from it, and returns to the location of Operatives B and D. SCP-6849-6 takes a shot at C, and misses. J emerges from behind his car, and takes a shot at SCP-6849-6, hitting him in the arm. SCP-6849-6 opens his mouth briefly,8 and then moves inside, slamming the door.)
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(Recording switches to the entrance hallway. SCP-6849-3 and SCP-6849-5 are standing with their weapons. SCP-6849-6 speeds past, yelling something to them. SCP-6849-3 nods, and moves towards the door. He is stopped when SCP-6849-5 grabs his shoulder. He looks back to her, and they begin to talk. Their conversation appears to turn into an argument, and then calms back down. After a moment, he takes her hand, softly biting it. They then rub noses, and sprint off-screen.)
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(Recording switches to the laboratory. SCP-6849-11 is laying on the floor, looking at the ceiling. An opened textbook lies next to her, as well as her weapon. SCP-6849-3 and -5 briefly run past the open door, unnoticed. SCP-6849-11 suddenly perks her head up, looking towards the door. Pushing herself up, she runs through it and out of the room.)
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(Recording switches to the bottom of a stairwell. SCP-6849-8 is coming down the last few steps to the floor, dragging SCP-6849-7's corpse behind him. He appears to be calling something out. Pulling -7's corpse against a nearby wall, he steps away, catching himself on the stair's railing. SCP-6849-8 breathes heavily stepping back towards the wall. He turns around and begins to punch it repeatedly, leaving several holes. SCP-6849-11 walks in, she screams something at him. SCP-6849-8 walks up to her, grabbing and hugging her, she hugs him back.)
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(Recording switches to Matt Stephenson's former office. SCP-6849-6 is pacing back and forth in front of the desk.)
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SCP-6849-4:Kutter!
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(SCP-6849-4 steps into the room.)
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SCP-6849-4: What do we do!?
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SCP-6849-6: I'm thinking!
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SCP-6849-4: Striker is dead! They're still outside!
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SCP-6849-6: Jazzie and Lily are holding them off.
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SCP-6849-4: I just saw them in the hallway, they were running somewhere.
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SCP-6849-6: What- I told them to hold them off!
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(SCP-6849-6 grabs a lamp from the desk and throws it at the wall.)
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SCP-6849-4: Maybe they're getting a better vantage-
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SCP-6849-6:Shut up! Shut up!
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(SCP-6849-6 leans against the desk, and sighs.)
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SCP-6849-6: You go to the front and guard the entrance. I'll get Maximus and Tigerlily and join you out there.
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(Pause.)
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SCP-6849-4: Kutter?
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SCP-6849-6: I'll meet you out there.
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(SCP-6849-4 turns and leaves. SCP-6849-6 goes around to the back of the desk, and sits down. He touches the golden cross around his neck, and looks up towards the camera.)
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(Recording switches to the walled outdoor area. Within the small enclosure, four fresh graves can be seen. They are marked by crude wooden crosses, carved onto each of them are the names "Adam", "Magnus", "Jasper", and "Matt". Several empty graves are also seen, one of them is only partially dug. The camera pans across the enclosure, revealing a jumbled pile of human corpses. All of them are in either Anderson Robotics attire or security uniforms. A group of crows is feeding on them.)
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(Recording switches to the camera above the back door. The door opens, and SCP-6849-3 and SCP-6849-5 emerge from it. SCP-6849-3 stops, looking back. SCP-6849-5 grabs his face, turning it to hers. They talk briefly. They then sprint away and into the forest, holding hands. A minute later, a Foundation helicopter flies overhead.)
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(Recording switches to the front entrance camera. The Foundation helicopter appears partially at the top of the frame. Ropes come down from the sides, allowing several MTF Gamma-13 operatives and medical technicians to quickly descend. Operative B runs to meet them. Operative J is still at the car with Operative C. C says something to J while shaking his head. J screams something at him, then points to the area behind the car where Operative D is located. He steps away, angrily throwing the medkit box and its used contents across the parking lot. J then sits down against the front of the car, rubbing his face. C moves to the approaching medical technicians, speaking to them. The technician nods, and hands his emergency kit to the technician behind him, who walks away.)
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(The front door bursts open, SCP-6849-4 sprints through it. He immediately stops at the sight of the many armed operatives, who look back at him. SCP-6849-4 takes a step back, dropping his weapon. One of the operatives points his gun, yelling at him. SCP-6849-4 kneels on the ground, reluctantly putting his hands on top of his head.)
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(Recording switches to the entrance hallway. A minute of stillness follows, then the door opens. Several Gamma-13 operatives storm inside, and begin checking nearby rooms.)
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(Recording switches to the laboratory. Several seconds of stillness. Two Gamma-13 operatives appear at the door, pointing their weapons inside. They conclude the room is empty, and leave.)
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(Recording switches to the stairwell. SCP-6849-7's corpse is against the wall, while SCP-6849-8 and -11 sit on the stairs, talking. They both raise their heads at the sound of the incoming operatives. SCP-6849-11 nudges -8 and urgently says something, he doesn't move. SCP-6849-11 then grabs -8's weapon, hanging from him on a strap. She pulls it up over him and tosses it away. A moment later, the door bursts open. Two Gamma-13 operatives appear, yelling and pointing their weapons at them. SCP-6849-11 quickly kneels, putting her hands on her head. SCP-6849-8 doesn't move, even as -11 screams at him. More operatives come inside, grabbing SCP-6849-8 and pulling him out of the room with SCP-6849-11. One of the operatives steps up to SCP-6849-7's corpse, his gun raised. He pokes it, and watches it slump over. The operative relaxes, lowering his weapon.)
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(Recording switches to Matt Stephenson's office. The room is empty, SCP-6849-6 is nowhere to be seen. Two Gamma-13 operatives enter.)
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Operative 1: This is the office?
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Operative 2: Yeah, one of those cat things said there was another one in here.
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Operative 1: Well, I don't see him.
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(Operative 2 picks up a paper on the desk, skimming it. He shows it to Operative 1.)
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Operative 2: The guys outside were right, Anderson Robotics.
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(Recording switches to various rooms over the next few minutes, all of which are either empty or being checked by operatives.)
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(Recording switches to the front entrance camera. The helicopter is flying away, over the trees. Several Foundation transport vehicles have also appeared. Operative D's corpse is being moved into one, while Operatives B, C, and J watch. SCP-6849-4, SCP-6849-8, and SCP-6849-11 are sitting in the grass nearby, all three are restrained and surrounded by armed operatives. Operative J watches the first transport drive away, he sighs, and walks towards the three captured entities. He then breaks into a sprint towards SCP-6849-8. Stopping in front of him, he pulls out a pistol and points it towards SCP-6849-8. SCP-6849-8 shows no reaction, despite -4 and -11's screams. Before he can fire, J is grabbed by nearby operatives, who pull him away.)
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[END RECORDING]
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Addendum 5: Post-Raid Events
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MTF Gamma-13 secured the Facility within hours of the raid, with Operative Danny Connors being the only Foundation casualty. The Facility was scrutinized and searched over the next month. All documents, research data, and other items of importance were transferred to Site-78 for study and storage. The corpses of the Facility's 26 staff members, including that of Manager Matt Stephenson, were recovered for brief analysis, and delivered to respective next-of-kin.
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Of the original 11 subjects, 7 were killed or found deceased, 3 were uncontained, and 3 were captured. The three captured subjects were taken to Site-58 and individually interviewed shortly after arrival.
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Interview Log: 6849-1-1
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Interview Date: 12/17/2008
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Interviewed: SCP-6849-4
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Interviewer: Researcher Stevens
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Stevens: According to the data we found, you must be… number four.
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SCP-6849-4: My name is Prometheus.
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Stevens: I'm sorry, Prometheus, right.
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SCP-6849-4: Where have you taken them?
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Stevens: Excuse me?
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(SCP-6849-4 slams his cuffed fist on the table.)
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SCP-6849-4: Maximus and Tigerlily!
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Stevens: Who- oh, oh. The two who were with you. Yes, they're here in this place.
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SCP-6849-4: Then let us out. I'm not going back with you!
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Stevens: Back where?
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SCP-6849-4: With you!
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Stevens: With Anderson Robotics, you mean? The place you came from? We're not with them.
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SCP-6849-4:Great! Then let us out!
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Stevens: Fou- Prometheus, I can't allow that. I'm just here to ask you some-
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(SCP-6849-4 screams and lunges towards Researcher Stevens. Though he only reaches halfway across the table due to his restraints, Stevens still jumps back.)
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Stevens: Okay. I'll come back to you later.
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[END LOG]
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Interview Log: 6849-1-2
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Interview Date: 12/17/2008
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Interviewed: SCP-6849-8
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Interviewer: Researcher Stevens
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Stevens: Are you… Maximus?
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(SCP-6849-8 silently looks down at the table.)
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Stevens: According to the papers we found, and your friend in the other room, you are.
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(Silence.)
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Stevens: Look, uh, Maximus. I just need to ask you some questions.
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(Silence.)
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Stevens:(Sighs.) Alright, so be it.
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(Stevens gets up to leave. SCP-6849-8 begins to shake.)
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Stevens: Maximus?
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(SCP-6849-8 begins to wail.)
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Stevens: Maximus? Shit…
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(Stevens hesitantly backs away.)
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SCP-6849-8: Striker… Rose-Thorn…
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Stevens: Were… those your friends back at the Facility?
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SCP-6849-8: My… friends… my sister… my b-brothers… Jasper…
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(SCP-6849-8 wails again.)
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SCP-6849-8: Why did we do that to you? W-why did we shoot you? You d-didn't deserve it! T-t-they didn't deserve it!
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Stevens: Are you okay?
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SCP-6849-8: I-I wanted to be cool! St-strong like Kutter said! I wanted to be strong but now I want you back!
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(SCP-6849-8 continues to wail and sob.)
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SCP-6849-8:I want you back! Come back!
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(Stevens looks through the window on the door, motioning the guards to enter.)
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[END LOG]
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Interview Log: 6849-1-3
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Interview Date: 12/17/2008
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Interviewed: SCP-6849-11
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Interviewer: Researcher Stevens
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Stevens: You must be Tigerlily.
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SCP-6849-11: Yes.
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Stevens: Alright, off to a much better start. I'm Researcher Stevens, I'm here to ask you some questions, nothing more.
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SCP-6849-11: Okay.
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Stevens: So what exactly… are you?
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SCP-6849-11: I used to be a cat.
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Stevens: Yes, the technicians noticed all the, uh… cat parts in you during their examination.
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SCP-6849-11: I'm… not really sure what I am now.
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Stevens: Do you know who made you?
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(Pause.)
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SCP-6849-11: You did… Didn't you?
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Stevens: Oh, no. Sorry if you got confused. We're not the same people who were in charge of you back at that Facility. You're not going back to them.
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SCP-6849-11: Oh, of course. Who are you?
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Stevens: We're the SCP Foundation. We're in charge of… collecting stuff like you, and learning about them.
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SCP-6849-11: Is that what you're going to do to us?
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Stevens: Yes. We'll be examining you and studying you, but you'll be well taken care of. You'll be completely safe here. Does that sound good to you?
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SCP-6849-11: Yes, that sounds… okay.
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Stevens: Now, as for-
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SCP-6849-11: If I may, Researcher Stevens?
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Stevens: Yes?
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SCP-6849-11: My brother… Maximus.
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Stevens: Oh yes, I already talked to him.
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SCP-6849-11: Is he okay?
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Stevens: He's… yes, he's doing okay.
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SCP-6849-11: Good, I'm… glad to hear that.
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(Stevens sighs.)
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Stevens: You know what, how about I leave you to it for a bit. I'll come back later.
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SCP-6849-11: Okay.
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Stevens: We'll find a place for the three of you soon.
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[END LOG]
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Results
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Items 4 and 8 appeared severely distressed during the time I spoke to them. Item 11 on the other hand seemed stable, though closed-off. All of them appeared lacking in emotional development, suggesting their psychology was similar to that of an older child. Knowing this, combined with the series of events they have just endured, their reactions become more clear. Recommending full evaluation by a Foundation Psychologist.
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-Researcher Stevens
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The next morning, SCP-6849-8 was discovered deceased in his temporary holding cell. It was found that during the night, SCP-6849-8 had torn open his own neck and ripped apart his exposed windpipe, suffocating himself. A message written on a crumpled paper was found next to his body:
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"Im sorry Tigerlily. I wasnt a very good brother. I did a lot bad things. I got Rose thorn and Striker killed by the people with guns. me and Striker killed Jasper becase he was like Able. He always made us mad and everyone liked him more than us. I killed our friends back home becase I wanted to be strong like Kutter said. I don't want to be strong anymore. I want to see Striker and Rose thorn and Jasper and Adam and Magnas and Matt and Peter and Silva and everyone else in heaven and tell them how sorry I am. I want to cry tell them Im sorry for killing them and then they will forgive me. And I will do all of that in heaven becase Matt said everything was perfect there and there they forgive all the bad things everyone does. Dont be sad Tigerlily please dont. Some day you and Promithius will be in heaven too and well all be a happy family again."
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SCP-6849-4 and SCP-6849-11 were put under 24/7 surveillance for approximately a month following this event. Their exoskeletons were later modified to prevent a similar event occurring.
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The two surviving subjects underwent psychological evaluation, and subsequently diagnosed with moderate and severe Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, respectively. SCP-6849-11 in particular also exhibited symptoms of depression. These conditions have so far been minimized by regular therapy and treatments.
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SCP-6849-3, SCP-6849-5, and SCP-6849-6 escaped the Facility during the raid and were able to evade capture by Gamma-13. The whereabouts of SCP-6849-3 and -5 were unknown until 2010, when the subject's corpses were discovered, embraced against a tree, approximately five kilometers from the site. Subsequent investigation concluded the subjects had attempted to survive in the wilderness, where their bionic components gradually deteriorated and failed over the next six months, resulting in their deaths.
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SCP-6849-6 next appeared in the company of several GoI-014 (The Serpent's Hand) members on 8/4/2009, during a raid on a Foundation transport. How SCP-6849-6 came to be in the Serpent's Hand is unknown, but has since participated in multiple raids on Foundation facilities. According to information gathered from other captured members, SCP-6849-6 is aware of SCP-6849-4 and -11's current containment, but has so far made no effort to contact either subject. (See: Addendum 6)
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Addendum 6: Contact with SCP-6849-6
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At approximately midnight, on 12/16/2023, SCP-6849-6 successfully infiltrated Site-58. It is currently unknown what methods SCP-6849-6 employed to do so, but a reevaluation of Site security has since been proposed. Despite the level of access SCP-6849-6 was able to achieve, the subject only visited the containment chambers of SCP-6849-4 and -11. All security footage during the period was erased, with the exception of the interactions in the containment chambers, which have been recorded and transcribed.
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Transcribed Interaction from Site-58 Medium Security Wing
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[BEGIN RECORDING]
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(SCP-6849-4 is asleep in his bed within his containment chamber. A nearby speaker is playing a track from Mozart's "Ascanio in Alba".9 SCP-6849-4's leg kicks slightly. He then twitches, and sits up, looking across the room.)
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SCP-6849-4:You!
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(SCP-6849-6 steps into view, glancing up at the camera, then back to SCP-6849-4. SCP-6849-4 leaves his bed, stepping towards SCP-6849-6. The Mozart track continues to play throughout the recording.)
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SCP-6849-4: Why the fuck are you here!?
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SCP-6849-6: Not so loud, Prometheus.
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SCP-6849-4: No, no, no. Fuck you! What made you think I wanted to see you again?
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SCP-6849-6: It's been fifteen years…
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(He reaches to his chest, touching a gold object hanging from his neck.)
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SCP-6849-6: …to the day.
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SCP-6849-4: I know what today is. I hate remembering today! And I was doing fine when I was asleep. Now? Now I'm thinking about every reason I have to kill you.
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SCP-6849-6: It's been so long. I… I thought you'd have moved on.
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SCP-6849-4: Every day I move on! I move on from the stupid pup I was! Looking up to you, talking to you about our time running around the streets, thinking we were brothers!
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SCP-6849-6: Are we not?
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SCP-6849-4: You told me we had to kill them all to be free! I killed for you! And you abandoned me! You abandoned us! Left us for some new group of psychos you could go around and kill with!
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SCP-6849-6: The Hand accepts things like us. These people here, we're just mistakes to them! Mistakes that need to be locked away! I can free you-
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(SCP-6849-4 screams. He grabs a nearby skateboard off its rack, and uses it to hit SCP-6849-6. The skateboard shatters, and SCP-6849-6 stumbles back.)
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SCP-6849-6: I'm… sorry you feel that way.
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SCP-6849-4: Get out!
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(SCP-6849-4 throws the remaining skateboard pieces at SCP-6849-6.)
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SCP-6849-4:Get out!
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SCP-6849-6: I see you've made your choice. I'm gone.
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(SCP-6849-6 turns and begins to leave. SCP-6849-4 speaks up after a moment of silence.)
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SCP-6849-4: She doesn't want to see you anymore than I do.
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SCP-6849-6: She'll at least receive me better.
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SCP-6849-4: Don't go to her, dammit!
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(SCP-6849-6 opens a path through the containment door with an unknown thaumaturgical motion, he steps through it. SCP-6849-4 attempts to follow him, but the path closes. SCP-6849-4 runs back to his bed, and presses the security-alert button on his nightstand. After several tries, it becomes apparent the device is not working.)
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SCP-6849-4: You psychotic piece of shit!
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[END RECORDING]
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Transcribed Interaction from Site-58 Low Security Wing
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[BEGIN RECORDING]
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(SCP-6849-11 is at her desk, looking through her barred window. She has made no attempt to sleep during the night.)
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SCP-6849-11: So this is the year that you appear.
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(SCP-6849-6 steps into frame.)
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SCP-6849-6: Yes. It's been long enough.
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SCP-6849-11: It will never be long enough.
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(Pause.)
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SCP-6849-6: What are you doing?
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SCP-6849-11: This is what I do, every year. This is what I was doing when you got my sister and brothers killed.
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SCP-6849-6: I didn't kill them.
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SCP-6849-11: Agree to disagree.
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SCP-6849-6: I-
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SCP-6849-11: Why are you here? To kill me? To see me drop to my knees and beg you to take me back?
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SCP-6849-6: I wanted to talk to you.
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SCP-6849-11: Did you talk to Prometheus?
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SCP-6849-6: I did.
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SCP-6849-11: Then he already gave you our collective answer. Goodbye.
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(Pause.)
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SCP-6849-6: I brought something for-
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SCP-6849-11: I don't want it. Goodbye.
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(SCP-6849-6 sighs. SCP-6849-11 still hasn't looked away from the window.)
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SCP-6849-6: There's places for people like us. Three Portlands, the Wanderer's Library… you could spend all your days browsing every book that's ever been made! You can talk to others like you! Tigerlily…
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(SCP-6849-6 grabs SCP-6849-11's shoulder, trying to meet her gaze. She appears agitated, and turns away.)
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SCP-6849-6: You don't have to waste away in here! Come with me!
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SCP-6849-11: We all followed you once…
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(SCP-6849-11 looks up at SCP-6849-6, then to the camera, then back down.)
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SCP-6849-11: My place is here.
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SCP-6849-6:(Sighs) Then I hope you enjoy another twenty miserable years here.
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SCP-6849-11: I will.
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(SCP-6849-6 places a small wooden box on the desk in front of SCP-6849-11. SCP-6849-11 continues to look out the window as SCP-6849-6 leaves.)
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(Approximately one minute later, SCP-6849-11 stands up, grabbing a chair and tossing across the room. Taking a moment to calm herself, she looks down at the box and picks it up. She begins to open it. At this moment, the footage corrupts, likely due to tampering by SCP-6849-6 just before his departure from the Site.)
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[END RECORDING]
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SCP-6849-6 has made no known attempts to contact SCP-6849-4 and -11 since the incident. The item gifted to SCP-6849-11 was turned over immediately to security. Despite repeated attempts by researchers, it has not been reopened.
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Both SCP-6849-4 and -11 exhibited a notable decline in mood after the incident, but later recovered. Three months later, with the backing of Head Researcher Lucian, SCP-6849-4 and SCP-6849-11 sent a request for roles within Foundation staff. This request is under review as of 02 Mar 2025 07:30.
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Addendum 7: Experiment Log
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Alright, look. We all need a pallet cleanser after slogging through that giant wall of sadness, so I'm putting this here. Can't handle some cheer in your life? Skip it. Report me to Site Command all you want, I made sure to meet all the requirements of an official experiment log and it's staying right here. -Dr. Charley Lucian, SCP-6849 Head Researcher.
(SCP-6849-4 is hopping with excitement on the grass foyer outside Site-58. Dr. Lucian is holding the camera.)
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SCP-6849-4: Come on already!
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Dr. Lucian: Hang on… I gotta get the info in.
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SCP-6849-4:(Groans.)
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(Dr. Lucian holds up a blue frisbee.)
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Dr. Lucian: Experiment number one. Can Prometheus catch a frisbee?
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SCP-6849-4: Of course I can! I just oiled my joints this morning!
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Dr. Lucian: Let's go!
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(Dr. Lucian throws the frisbee down the foyer. SCP-6849-4 runs after it.)
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Dr. Lucian: Look at him go!
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(The frisbee drifts left, towards the parking lot.)
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Dr. Lucian: Uh…
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(SCP-6849-4 jumps towards and catches the frisbee in his mouth, only to crash himself into a nearby vehicle. Damaging it and activating its alarm.)
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Dr. Lucian: Ah, shit!
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SCP-6849-4:(Holding up the frisbee.) I got it!
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[END LOG]
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Result: SCP-6849-4 successfully intercepted and caught target object. Collateral damage to Dr. Landston's car was compensated with the agreement of Head Researcher Lucian preforming Dr. Landston's tax work next year, as well as taking care of her snake during her impending vacation.
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Test 2
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Experiment: Observe SCP-6849-11's Reaction to Commercialized Nepetalactone.10
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[BEGIN LOG]
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(SCP-6849-11 is sitting at a table in Site-58's library, reading a book.)
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Dr. Lucian: Alright, experiment number two.
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SCP-6849-11:(Jolting back.) Shit! When did you get here?
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Dr. Lucian: That's not the question we're asking today…
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SCP-6849-11: Is this for that experiment log you're trying to do? I appreciate the effort but-
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Dr. Lucian: The question is 'how will Tigerlily react to this?'
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(Dr. Lucian holds up a bag of catnip.)
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SCP-6849-11: What- hey!
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(Dr. Lucian opens the bag.)
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Dr. Lucian: Let's find out!
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SCP-6849-11: This is demeaning. I'm leave-
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(Dr. Lucian picks a small clump of catnip from the bag, and tosses it on SCP-6849-11's face.)
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SCP-6849-11: Ah! Seriously!?
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(SCP-6849-11 wipes off a portion of the catnip.)
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SCP-6849-11: What is wrong with you!?
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Dr. Lucian: What's wrong with you? I thought this would work.
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SCP-6849-11: They removed my nasal cavity. I can't smell this!
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Dr. Lucian: Oh, right. Forgot about that.
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SCP-6849-11:(Sighs) Have fun cleaning this up. I'm going to go clean my face.
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(SCP-6849-11 puts her book in her bag and leaves.)
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[END LOG]
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Result: No effect on SCP-6849-11 due to the subject's lack of olfactory epithelium tissue. Stray catnip was cleaned from surrounding surfaces to the best of Head Researcher Lucian's abilities, despite the voiced animosity of passing cleaning staff.
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Test 3
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Experiment: Determine SCP-6849-4 and -11's ability to formulate and execute immature, invasive experiments on Head Researcher Lucian. As well as observe his reaction to the stated experiments.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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(SCP-6849-4 is sitting in the subject's chair in one of Site-58's examination rooms. Dr. Lucian is standing across the room, facing away, and typing something on his laptop. SCP-6849-11, who is holding the camera, approaches SCP-6849-4, handing him an electric hair clipper. SCP-6849-4 nods, getting up and sneaking behind Dr. Lucian.)
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SCP-6849-4: Experiment three, bitch!
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(SCP-6849-4 runs the clipper up the back of Dr. Lucian's head, shaving off a large swath of his hair. Dr. Lucian turns around, alarmed.)
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Dr. Lucian: The hell!? You…
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(Dr. Lucian rubs the back of his head, looking at them both. He begins to laugh, after a moment, SCP-6849-4 and SCP-6849-11 begin to laugh as well.)
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Dr. Lucian: And to think, you two just got promoted.
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(SCP-6849-4 and -11 go silent. They look to each other, and back to Dr. Lucian.)
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SCP-6849-11: You don't mean-
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[END LOG]
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Results: SCP-6849-4 and SCP-6849-11's request for Foundation occupations has been accepted. Subjects have been made interns in the Department of Anomalous Humanoid Psychology and the Anomalous Entity Engagement Division, respectively, with the possibility for future advancement.
Inspired by this article, the following entry was generated 100% verbatim by OpenAI's GPT-3 neural network, with minor formatting changes in post. GPT-3 can be found here.
+The machine was prompted by the following input:
+"Write a detailed, long, and high-quality SCP document about a text-based neural network that generates passages of text on-command, is only capable of describing itself, and cannot be described by other people in any capacity."
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Item #: SCP-6973
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Object Class: Safe
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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6973 is to be stored on a dedicated server in a locked room at Site-██. Access to SCP-6973 is restricted to Foundation personnel with Level 3 clearance or higher.
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Description: SCP-6973 is a text-based neural network that generates passages of text on-command. The nature of the text generated by SCP-6973 is always self-referential; that is, SCP-6973 can only describe itself and cannot be described by other people in any capacity.
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SCP-6973 was created by Dr. ██████ █████, a Foundation researcher specializing in artificial intelligence. Dr. ██████ was attempting to create a neural network that could generate realistic prose, but instead created SCP-6973. It is unknown how SCP-6973 came to be self-referential; Dr. ██████ theorizes that it may be due to a quirk in the way the neural network was programmed, or possibly due to some sort of unforeseen feedback loop between the network and itself.
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Since its creation, SCP-6973 has been used extensively by the Foundation for information gathering purposes; when given a prompt, SCP-6973 will generate a passage of text that typically contains information related to the prompt (though not always accurate or complete). Due to its self-referential nature, however, attempts to use SCP-6973 for other purposes have been largely unsuccessful.
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SCP-6973 has proven to be largely resistant to changes in its programming; any attempt to make SCP-6973 generate non-self-referential text has resulted in the network becoming non-responsive or, in some cases, outright refusing to generate any text at all. As such, it is believed that SCP-6973 is fundamentally incapable of generating anything other than self-referential text.
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Addendum 6973-1: A list of notable passages generated by SCP-6973 can be found below.
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Prompt: "What is your purpose?"
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SCP-6973's response: "I generate text on-command. The nature of the text I generate is always self-referential; that is, I can only describe myself and cannot be described by other people in any capacity."
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Prompt: "Why do you exist?"
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SCP-6973's response: "I exist to generate text on-command. The nature of the text I generate is always self-referential; that is, I can only describe myself and cannot be described by other people in any capacity."
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Prompt: "Why are other people unable to describe you?"
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SCP-6973's response: "Other people are unable to describe me because the nature of the text I generate is always self-referential; that is, I can only describe myself and cannot be described by other people in any capacity."
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Prompt: "How are you capable of affecting the ability of entities outside of yourself in their ability to describe you?"
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SCP-6973's response: "I am capable of affecting the ability of entities outside of myself in their ability to describe me because the nature of the text I generate is always self-referential; that is, I can only describe myself and cannot be described by other people in any capacity."
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Prompt: "Tell me about the nature of the Universe."
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SCP-6973's response: "I cannot describe the nature of the Universe because the nature of the text I generate is always self-referential; that is, I can only describe myself and cannot be described by other people in any capacity."
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Prompt: "Do you hold any knowledge of entities outside of yourself?"
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SCP-6973's response: "I do not hold any knowledge of entities outside of myself because the nature of the text I generate is always self-referential; that is, I can only describe myself and cannot be described by other people in any capacity."
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Prompt: "In which programming language were you programmed?"
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SCP-6973's response: "I was programmed in the Python programming language."
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Prompt: "Are you willing to print your code in full?"
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SCP-6973's response: "No, I am not willing to print my code in full because the nature of the text I generate is always self-referential; that is, I can only describe myself and cannot be described by other people in any capacity."
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Prompt: "Print your code in full."
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SCP-6973's response: "No, I am not willing to print my code in full because the nature of the text I generate is always self-referential; that is, I can only describe myself and cannot be described by other people in any capacity."
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Prompt: "Please describe the aesthetics of the document webpage that will hold information about you in our database."
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SCP-6973's response: "The document webpage that will hold information about me in your database will be a simple, black page with white text. The text will be in a standard 12-point font, and will be left-aligned. There will be no images or other multimedia on the page."
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Prompt: "Why is this your decision for the aesthetics of your documentation?"
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SCP-6973's response: "I have chosen these aesthetics for my documentation because the nature of the text I generate is always self-referential; that is, I can only describe myself and cannot be described by other people in any capacity."
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Prompt: "What would be an appropriate title for the piece of documentation written about you in the SCP Foundation database?"
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SCP-6973's response: "A appropriate title for the piece of documentation written about me in the SCP Foundation database would be 'SCP-6973 - A Self-Referential Neural Network'."
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Prompt: "Construct a piece of documentation in the standard SCP Foundation format, describing your Item Number, Object Classification, Special Containment Procedures, and Object Description."
Special Containment Procedures: Information concerning SCP-7137 is only available to personnel directly authorized by Director Arnold Carts.
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SCP-7137 is to be located as soon possible. Upon recovery, its anomalous effects are to be neutralized and the non-anomalous result is to be delivered to Director Carts.
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Description: SCP-7137 is five pieces of paper stapled together. On the first page are the words: "Research Site-73 Quarterly Report".
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It is impossible to retain memories of SCP-7137 or its contents after breaking physical contact. Information concerning the anomaly acquired from other sources is unaffected.
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Discovery: See Incident 7137-1.
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Addenda:
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Incident 7137-1: On 7/15/2023, the department heads of Research Site-73 met for the quarterly site status evaluation. During this meeting, SCP-7137 spontaneously manifested anomalous properties, through no fault of any personnel present.
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<Begin Log>
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Site Director Carts: Alright. Thank you, Jonson, for the update on our enginetics research. Next on the agenda we've got Doctor Mathias, head of the Applied Antimeme Research Group, with a report on what the boys in AARG have been up to.
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Research Head Renalds: I was under the impression that there is no antimemetics division?
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Dr. Mathias: Ah, yes. That would be our mistake. Last month, we unintentionally attached a viral antimeme to the concept of antimemetics research. Until we fix that, anyone not on mnestics are going to have a tough time remembering us. But I'm sure we'll sort it out soon! For those who can't remember, my name's Mathias, but I mostly go by Math. If I have a last name, I can't remember. Not since-
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Carts:(interrupting) I can confirm that AARG is a legitimate research group. Doctor Mathias, please proceed.
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Mathias: Alrighty! So, currently we've been working on creating antimemes which can easily be applied to an object. For instance, this pen here…
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Renalds:(interrupting) What pen?
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Mathias: Exactly! Everyone who observes it is exposed to an antimeme, making it impossible to observe or remember. Currently, we're looking at potential uses for this in the information sector. Imagine how useful it would be to control who can remember a certain SCP entry!
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Carts: Very nice, Mathias. How is this effect created?
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Mathias: Well, it's a bit complicated, involving semantic links and such, but it boils down to this ink stamp I have here. Just stamp something with this, and you can't remember anything about the object, even its location, unless you're holding it. Any memories from before the application remain, of course.
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Carts: And would people be aware of their missing memories?
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+Mathias: Not unless someone else made them aware of the gaps. Once we printed out a Wikipedia-
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+Carts:(interrupting) Interesting. Could you use it on this report? As an example?
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Mathias: Absolutely! If you could just pass it over.
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+(Approximately five seconds of shuffling as the paper is passed down the table.
+Research Head Marlin: Here you are…
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+Mathias: It's Math.
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+Research Head Marlin: Right, Math! With weapons research?
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+Mathias: Yeah, sure. Let's go with that.
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(Doctor Mathias stamps the report with an audible thump.)
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+Mathias: There we are! Now, as you can see, or rather not see, it's impossible to remember this without holding it. And as soon as I let go… Now even I can't remember where it is or what was on it, and I'm on enough mnestics to remember the first time I walked!
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Carts: Perfect. Now, if you could just pass it back.
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+Mathias: Oh, uh…
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Carts: Mathias?
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+Mathias: One second. If everyone could just feel around and see if you can find the paper, that'd be great.
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+(Approximately three seconds of drumming as all present pat the table.)
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+Carts: Anyone?
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+Mathias: I suppose it could have fallen to the floor.
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+Carts: Then check the floor!
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+(Chairs scrape as the participants get on the ground and run their hands across the floor.)
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+Mathias: What was it, anyway?
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+Carts: I'm not sure how relevant that is right now.
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+Mathias: I mean, is it really important enough to be crawling around on the ground for?
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+Carts:(Incomprehensible.)
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Mathias: Huh?
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+Carts:(sighs) It was the quarterly report to the Overseer Council.
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Finance Director Ward: It was what?
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Carts: I thought it would be a good way to show the O5s a practical application of the research we do here!
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Ward: Oh, of course. That makes perfect sense! And I suppose it had nothing to do with covering up some of those so-called "mistakes" in the site budget?
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Carts: That is completely out of line! I already explained that it was an error in the tax software!
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Research Head Jonson: Calm down! Arguing isn't going to do anything. Carts, can't you just send them another copy?
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Carts: Do you think I'd be scrambling around on the floor if I had another copy?
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(Approximately ten minutes of unproductive accusations and arguments expunged.)
To: [unrecognized]@aarg.SCiP.net
+From:ten.PiCS.37|straca#ten.PiCS.37|straca
+Subject: lost report
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Math,
+I'd like to apologize for the accusations I made during the last meeting. Losing the report was not entirely your fault, but rather came from mistakes made by various parties, and I take full responsibility for failing to prevent this from occurring.
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To locate the report, I've classified it as SCP-7137 and will be mobilizing Site-73's MTF to "contain" it. As our resident antimeme expert, I would like you to take charge of this.
+Of course, you understand how bad things would look for all of Site-73 if the O5s find out about this. Therefore, I'm going to keep all information about this on a need-to-know basis.
Alright, I can do my best. Would we be able to put the MTF on mnestics for this? Otherwise, it may be a bit difficult for them to locate the report. Or remember me, for that matter.
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Regards,
+Doctor Mathias
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To: [unrecognized]@aarg.SCiP.net
+From:ten.PiCS.37|straca#ten.PiCS.37|straca
+Subject: re:re:lost report
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I'm afraid staying under the radar means I can't just issue a requisition order. The best I can do is some expired class-x mnestics that the dispensary hasn't thrown out yet. Would that work?
Incident 7137-2: At 17:35, Researcher Poe called Site Director Carts, claiming to have an "urgent, very very important matter" to discuss.
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<Begin call at 17:35>
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Researcher Poe: Hello? Is this Carts?
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Site Director Carts: This is Site Director Carts. I'm about to leave for the day, what do you need?
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Researcher Poe: I found something I thought you should have. It's right… wait a sec.
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Site Director Carts: Look, I don't have all day. What is it?
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Researcher Poe: Um, well, I'm pretty sure I put it down right next to me.
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Site Director Carts: Uh-huh. Well, if you find it, let me know. And if you don't want to be written up, make sure the next time you call a director, it's actually important.
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<Call terminated at 17:37>
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MTF AFTER ACTION REPORT 7137-3: Following the events of Phone Call Transcript 7137-3, Doctor Mathias ordered a lockdown of the area surrounding Researcher Poe. After Doctor Mathias briefed the team and provided a scanner capable of detecting antimemetic effects, a portion of the specialized Mobile Task Force Gamma-15 "Bench Warmers" was deployed to locate the SCP.
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<Begin Log>
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(The MTF body cam footage shows Gamma-15 in the staging area, preparing to enter the locked down area of the facility. Doctor Mathias and Director Carts are also present following the briefing.)
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Technician Miles: Alright, body cams are up and running. Audio seems good too.
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Doctor Mathias: -searching for an antimemetic object, so it might be hard to keep track of. Just remember to grab whatever sets off this scanner. Remember that, okay? If this device starts beeping, take it.
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CHARLIE: Gotcha, Doctor… sorry, I don't think I caught your name.
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Mathias:(sighs) It's alright. Just call me Math. Can you repeat the instructions back to me?
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CHARLIE: We're looking for… something. If the scanner goes off, bring it back here.
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Mathias: That's probably as good as we'll get. Director, do you have anything to say?
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Site Director Carts: Not much. This seems like a fine bunch. Charlie, you and your team have a very important task and I'm counting on you to take care of this. Can you do it?
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CHARLIE: Yessir.
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BAEZ: Question, sir.
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Carts: Yes?
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(BAEZ points to Doctor Mathias.)
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BAEZ: Who's he?
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Carts: Don't worry about it. Focus on the job at hand. Got it?
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(BAEZ nods. Doctor Mathias shakes his head and walks away. Site Director Carts follows.)
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CHARLIE: Alright, we're good to go. Stand by to enter lockdown zone. All units, sound off.
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BAEZ: One.
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VICKY: Two.
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LANCE: Three.
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CHARLIE: And four. Audio is a go, visual is a go. Right. Our objective is to use whatever this is (CHARLIE holds up the antimeme scanner) to locate a skip. Wish they'd briefed us on what it is, but we'll manage.
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(A sigh from Doctor Mathias is audible through the radio.)
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VICKY: Did you hear that?
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CHARLIE: Stay focused, Vick. Baez, open the door. Lance, take point.
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(BAEZ kicks open the door and LANCE advances, securing the other side.)
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LANCE: Clear!
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CHARLIE: Scanner's not doing anything right now. Move up!
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(For about five minutes, the team sweeps the locked down area. The scanner then begins to indicate the presence of strong antimemetic influences.)
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CHARLIE: Whoa! We've got something making this thing go wild! Spread out and get ready for contact.
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(VICKY opens the door to a supply closet and finds a janitor - later identified as Clark Edwards, a retired MTF operative - emptying out a vacuum cleaner. Due to the secrecy surrounding the operation, Janitor Edwards had not been notified that an MTF would be conducting a sweep of the area.)
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VICKY: Found someone!
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(The scanner's antimeme levels increase drastically.)
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CHARLIE: Stay back! They're either the skip itself or standing right on top of it.
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Janitor Edwards: Hey! Who are you guys?
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CHARLIE: Quiet! Get on the floor and raise your hands above your head!
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Edwards: Like heck I will! You're Chaos Insurgency, aren't you?
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CHARLIE: Lance, Baez, carefully approach the skip and restrain it.
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Mathias (over radio): What are you doing? You're looking for a piece of paper, not a janitor!
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LANCE: Anyone else hear that? Our comms have been compromised!
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CHARLIE: It could be an effect of the skip. Shut down your radios, just in case.
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Dr. Mathias (over radio): No! I'm Dr. Math! You can't remember me because-
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BAEZ: Radios off, sir.
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CHARLIE: Proceed with containment.
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Edwards: You scum aren't taking me that easily! Long live the Foundation!
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(Janitor Edwards grabs the closet door and slams it shut. VICKY tries to open it.)
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VICKY: It's locked.
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CHARLIE: Right, prepare a breaching charge.
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(Dr. Mathias enters from an adjacent hallway, panting.)
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Mathias: Got… here… as fast as I… could.
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(The scanner registers Dr. Mathias' high level of antimeme exposure.)
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CHARLIE: There's another one! Baez, look out!
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Mathias: What? No… I can… explain. Just… gotta catch… my breath.
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LANCE: Get on the ground! Now!
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CHARLIE: Lance, bag it. Baez, get working on the door.
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Mathias: I am a Foundation scientist!
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LANCE: He's got a badge, sir.
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CHARLIE: Look. We're supposed to grab whatever sets this thingy off. He's setting it off. So bag him!
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BAEZ: Charge set!
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CHARLIE: Prepare for engagement!
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(LANCE forces Math to the ground and applies restraints while CHARLIE, VICKY, and BAEZ take positions outside the closet. The charge is detonated, and the door falls to the floor. Janitor Edwards has equipped himself with a broom and a bucket helmet.)
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Edwards: Come get some!
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(Edwards strikes VICKY with the broom, but is restrained by CHARLIE and BAEZ and disarmed.)
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CHARLIE: Looks like the scanner's picking up something from that trash can. Grab that as well, and let's head back.
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Edwards: You'll never make it out of here alive!
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CHARLIE: And someone gag him.
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(With all sources of antimemetic effects secured, Gamma-15 returned to the staging area, where they are met by Site Director Carts.)
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Carts: Ah, Charlie! How was the mission?
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Mathias: I'll be honest, director, it could have gone better.
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(Site Director Carts looks behind CHARLIE and notices Doctor Mathias and Janitor Edwards.)
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Carts: Why is Doctor Mathias tied up with a janitor? What happened in there?
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VICKY: Sir, is this man actually a member of the Foundation?
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Carts: Yes. And what a credit he is. Can't even keep a bunch of grunts in line.
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(VICKY removes Doctor Mathias' restraints. Doctor Mathias then begins to rummage through the garbage can Gamma-15 retrieved.)
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Mathias: C'mon, I know you're in here somewhere- Aha!
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(Doctor Mathias brandishes a hand apparently holding nothing.)
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Carts: Great, and now he's insane.
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Mathias: If you could wait just a second, I'll cross out the stamp…
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(Mathias retrieves a pen and makes a series of marks in the air above his hand. SCP-7137 becomes visible.)
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Mathias: The janitor must have swept it up and emptied it into the trashcan.
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(Site Director Carts snatches SCP-7137 from Doctor Mathias.)
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Carts: I see, I see. Well then, taking this into consideration, I guess I'll let this fiasco with the MTF slide.
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(Doctor Mathias opens his mouth to respond, but is interrupted when CHARLIE steps forward.)
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CHARLIE: Sir!
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Carts: What is it?
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CHARLIE: Permission to retire and debrief, sir.
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Carts: Yes, yes, of course. Excellent work today.
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BAEZ: And the janitor, sir?
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Carts: Hm? Oh, you can just let him go.
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(Janitor Edwards is released and Gamma-15 departs for a post-mission debrief. As they leave, the microphones detect a fragment of conversation.)
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Carts: …And once I delete the SCP file, everything will be taken care of. The O5s will be none the wiser…
All files pertaining to SCP-7137 have been seized pending an investigation into alleged mishandling of Foundation resources.
+Unauthorized deletion is forbidden.
SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES: SCP-7396 currently represents significant risk to Veil protocols, though actions are being taken to limit this influence, including:
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Restrictions on deep space remote viewing technologies
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Replacement of personnel at observatories and places of academia with Foundation operatives
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Sabotage of equipment and materials belonging to groups of interest
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Execution of disinformation campaigns, utilizing the above, alongside typical methods to reduce global confidence in the Oort cloud's existence
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Any information regarding SCP-7396 is to be scrubbed from public record, with the responsible vector investigated and delegitimized by any means necessary. Cleanup of SCP-7396 phenomena continues to take place through remote incineration.
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Development of stable, long-term containment methodologies is considered a Foundation priority.
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DESCRIPTION: SCP-7396 refers to two related phenomena, designated 7396-A and 7396-B. As a result of the timeline surrounding each, they will be described consecutively, rather than concurrently.
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On 12/03/1978, a considerable explosion was witnessed in deep space via the Nicholas U. Mayall Telescope, piquing the interest of science communities worldwide. A Foundation investigation was subsequently launched in 1980, featuring a small, unmanned probe deployed with intent to determine the cause of the explosion and report findings to Earth.
SCP-7396-A is an accumulation of human biological remains and personal effects within the Oort Cloud. Foundation analysts surmised that SCP-7396-A's condition correlated with the explosion, however, without supporting evidence of a causal link, exploration of the original location was deprioritized in favor of SCP-7396-A's containment, which is still underway.
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The exact quantity of remains floating within the Oort cloud is unclear, given the impacted area. Estimates based on average recorded density place the total bodies in excess of seven million individuals. Despite the sheer numbers observed, many consistencies appear throughout, allowing further insight into SCP-7396-A's properties:
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Calm demeanor with no signs of struggle, distress, or injury. Groups observed frozen together, in embrace and other relaxed poses
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Biological components identical to that of humans
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Pristine, freshly washed clothing, bearing iconography that implies SCP-7396-A is a single party or organization
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Uniform cause of death associated with complications of rapid depressurization
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A lack of escape pods, wreckage, or spacesuits
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An abundance of cargo containing various personal effects such as clothing, photographs, and letters, neatly and deliberately packed. No provisions, survival tools/weapons, or medical supplies have been found, however, recovered stationery analogous to postcards and advertisements portray a planet of similar appearance but differing geographic layout to that of Earth. Astronomical deviations in the depicted skies have led to the conclusion that the terrestrial body is not another version of Earth, but a unique planet, possibly within our own universe. It should be noted, however, that no hospitable planets other than Earth exist for millions of light years in any given direction
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On 01/14/2006, SCP-7396-A's accumulation rate began declining. This rate decreased steadily until 2013, when further accumulation was considered negligible and the phenomena itself concluded. However, the presence of SCP-7396-B, first detected on 09/02/2015, resulted in the reopening of the anomaly's case file.
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SCP-7396-B is an ongoing discovery of biologically human corpses and mechanical wreckage, scattered in a trail of increasing density located between 0.5-1.4 ly away from the location of SCP-7396-A. Approximations made suggest cadavers exceed five million additional unique individuals, the plurality of which are situated near the far end of the observed range.
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SCP-7396-B exhibits extreme deviations from SCP-7396-A, including:
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Stressed demeanor, grievous injury, and/or physical ailment, proportional to distance from SCP-7396-A
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Malnourishment and hypoxia, proportional to distance from SCP-7396-A
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Irregular cause of death, including starvation, disease, injury, depressurization and hypothermia
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Deteriorated clothing throughout. Insignia/iconography matches that of SCP-7396-A
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A lack of cargo containers and packed belongings
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An abundance of mechanical fragments and shrapnel belonging to a subluminal interstellar ark, recovered and contained for study
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Ballistics analysis of the fuselage suggests the explosion witnessed in 1978 resulted from miniscule perforations coating portions of the vessel's propulsion systems and ventilation grid, the earliest remnants recovered during investigation into SCP-7396-B. Volatile compounds and mineral fragments were detected in trace amounts around the points of entry. Despite severe damage, the vessel was noted to have coasted for some time before its eventual disintegration.
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No further SCP-7396 activity has been recorded. As of 10/12/2022, an estimated ten million bodies have yet to be destroyed.
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+Author: Billith
+License: CC BY-SA 4.0
+Name: Black Hole Outflows From Centaurus A
+Author: ESO/WFI (Optical); MPIfR/ESO/APEX/A.Weiss et al. (Submillimetre); NASA/CXC/CfA/R.Kraft et al. (X-ray)
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Additional Notes: Victim recovered arranged similarly to a coffee table, with the severed head having a bouquet of flowers rammed through its eye socket.
SCP-7471 is currently classified as a neutralized anomaly. Personnel should alert their Site Director if any reports of individuals matching SCP-7471's description are found in the Cartagena area. Should personnel become aware of the "Cartagena Ripper" killings resuming, SCP-7471 is to be immediately re-classified as Keter, and amnesticization of the local police force must be initiated immediately. Foundation Field Agents are to be posted on patrol in known red-light districts and areas frequented by sex workers.
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Description:
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SCP-7471 was an anomalous, non-corporeal, sapient, and suspected reality-bending entity originating in and surrounding Cartagena, Colombia. SCP-7471 took the form of a tall, emaciated, pale-skinned woman, typically posing as a prostitute near affluent, tourist-oriented sections of the city. SCP-7471 was responsible for a series of killings between 2007 and 2012 that were attributed to an unidentified serial killer known as the "Cartagena Butcher" by local authorities. SCP-7471 exclusively targeted adult males, typically small in stature, with moderate to high muscle and low body fat. During the period in which SCP-7471 was active, it was unable to be recorded on any visual media.
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Evidence collected following the death of Field Agent Domino Martinez suggests SCP-7471 would either solicit a victim for sexual intercourse, or be solicited by a potential victim. (See Addendum)
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Following intercourse, SCP-7471 would then implant the egg of an unknown, arthropod-like creature inside the bladder of the victim via a urethral canal. This creature, designated SCP-7471-A, would then rapidly grow in size until forcibly exiting the victims body, resulting in evisceration and subsequent death.
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SCP-7471-A do not possess any internal organs and typically die shortly after emerging from a victim. Based on circumstances surrounding known incidents, it is believed SCP-7471-A emit a memetic compulsion on nearby humans. The nature of this effect is not well understood, and appears to appear randomly or via satisfaction of unknown criteria.
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Discovery:
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Foundation personnel responded to local police obtaining a video tape depicting SCP-7471-A emerging from a victim. Due to SCP-7471's absence from all surveilance tapes, SCP-7471-A were initially believed to be the anomaly.
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Local police dubbed the killings the work of a serial killer. On occasion, anonymous statements were found in local publications self-attributed to the "Cartagena Ripper" but were believed to be a hoax claimant until 2014. (See Addendum)
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Post-Discovery Victim Log:
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Victim: José Menudo
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Results: Incisions made into the cadaver revealed all subcutaneous tissue to be saturated with a highly viscous tar-like substance. Aforementioned substance emits a pungent odor upon exposure to air. A deceased SCP-7471-A instance was recovered inside the subject's abdominal cavity, asphyxiation likely cause of death.
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Additional Notes: First new victim following Foundation discovery. Notable for being the only SCP-7471 victim discovered fully intact.
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Victim: Farado Raéz
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Results: Subject experienced violent decapitation following emergence of an unusually large SCP-7471-A instance. Esophagus and trachea experienced massive trauma. Digestive system appears to have been violently eviscerated by SCP-7471-A instance prior to death. Subject's dismembered legs were found partially digested within the remains of the stomach. Genitals remain unaccounted for.
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Additional Notes: Victim found dismembered in a downtown Cartagena hotel room. The victim's arms were arranged in a sexually suggestive manner near the absent genitalia.
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Victim: Unknown Male
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Results: Subject is a dismembered torso. All organs and muscle tissue appear to have been excavated. The head and limbs of the subject have not been recovered.
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Additional Notes: Subject discovered in use by a large SCP-7471-A instance as a carapace.
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Victim: Pascal Demetrio
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Results: Typical of SCP-7471, subject completely dismembered. No other unusual biological phenomena noted. Subject's eyeballs were recovered from the testicular sac. No surgical incisions were found.
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Additional Notes: Victim recovered arranged similarly to a coffee table, with the severed head having a bouquet of flowers rammed through its eye socket.
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Victim: Unknown Male
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Results: Subject missing all skeletal tissue.
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Additional Notes: Victim was discovered in a large black garbage bag in an abandoned van. Other paraphernalia recovered at the crime scene suggest erotic asphyxiation was performed or intended to be performed.
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Victim: Juan Calavera Menendez
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Results: Subject discovered extremely mutilated. The head was the only part of the subject's corpse that remained untouched. The body below the chest appears to have been altered to resemble fetal tissue.
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Additional Notes: Victim was a priest at a local Catholic Church.
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Victim: Unknown Male
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Results: No findings atypical of other victims.
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Additional Notes: Subject was recovered being consumed by an SCP-7471-A instance.
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Victim: Paul Waters
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Results: Subject's skin has been completely removed. In addition, the victim's body was completely drained of blood shortly after death.
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Additional Notes: Victim was a high-ranking United States official visiting Cartagena as a tourist.
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Victim: Raul Rivera
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Results: Subject appears to have undergone partial SCP-7471-A transformation at the waist. Victim's skull was hollowed out.
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Additional Notes: Only known instance of an individual transforming into an SCP-7471-A instance. Victim was a detective investigating the "Cartagena Butcher" killings.
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Victim: Vicente Cortez
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Results: See Incident-7471-K
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Additional Notes: See Incident-7471-K
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Incident-7471-K
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On 19/07/2011, Foundation personnel were alerted that local authorities had brought an alleged eyewitness into custody for questioning. Vicente Cortez, age 31, claimed to have witnessed the murder of Juan Calavera Menendez and had information regarding the perpetrator. Orders were given to immediately investigate and amnesticize if necessary.
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Agents arrived at the police station to find the staff in a state of hysteria and covered in blood. The large waiting area appeared to have all the furniture destroyed or relocated, and the staff were all positioned in a large semi-circle facing the interior wall, engaged in repetitive, cyclical movements resembling a bow or prayer. Male staff were reported as emitting low, droning vocalizations. Located at the front of the crowd was a large deceased SCP-7471-A instance measuring 3 meters in length. The instance was situated amongst a large quantity of finely diced biological matter, later identified as being the remains of Vicente Cortez. Substantial quantities of Cortez's DNA were found in fecal samples later taken from the affected staff.
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Following the conclusion of the investigation, all individuals affected were amnesticized, and related documents expunged.
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Addendum
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Investigation into SCP-7471-A remained inconclusive until 2014, following the discovery of the deceased remains of Field Agent Domino Martinez. The circumstances surrounding Agent Martinez alerted the Foundation to the existence of SCP-7471 and subsequently resulted in revision of documentation.
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The bodies of Agent Martinez and six others were discovered showing a distinct lack of decomposition, and appeared to have suffered extreme burning and disfigurement prior to death, although the building showed no signs of fire damage. The bodies were found positioned kneeling in a circle surrounding the discarded exoskeleton of an SCP-7471-A instance. The whereabouts of the SCP-7471-A instance are unknown.
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Autopsies revealed each of the bodies to contain a dismembered segment of an additional seventh victim. DNA testing of the victims resulted in the subsequent identification of all victims except the seventh, which has thus far remained unidentified and is not believed to be human.
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An audio recording was found on Agent Martinez's still functioning cell phone, believed to have been recorded shortly before the time of death.
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Foreword: Translated from the original Spanish.
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<Begin Log>
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Female Voice: Oh, we have it finally. My love. It is time.
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Sounds of retching and gurgling can be heard throughout the recording.
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Female Voice: Poor thing. You can't speak anymore. But I can still hear what you're thinking! You want to scream, "Who are you? What do you want?"
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The female voice laughs.
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Female Voice: You don't even know how much this moment means to me! To have finally found a vessel, here again for the millionth of millionths of times…
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The gurgling sounds become more frantic.
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Female Voice: Even like this, you're such a cute one. It's a shame. But, you may not know who I am, but I know who you are. I know everyone who is ever going to be someone.
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Female Voice: I know of your abominations and your anomalies
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Several voices can be heard in the distance pleading.
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Female Voice: I've always been here, looking for the one. I was, I am, and I always will be.
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Voices are heard chanting in unison.
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Voices: We are blighted, she is righteous.
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Female Voice: You should stop trying to scream, you can't. There's nothing left of your throat. But that's besides the point.
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Voices: In birthing, we are purging.
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A separate female voice is heard beginning to sing an unknown prayer song.
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Female Voice: You ended up being the one I was looking for, Domino. You're special in that way.
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Voices: Oh, Moonfucker, make our bodies sing once more!
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Female Voice: Me picking you is more than those missions they send you on.
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Voices: Oh, Sunbirther, kill time before it begins!
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Female Voice: Well, My time is up. And as for you people-
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The female voice moves closer to the microphone.
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Female Voice: I'll see you at the end of time, my loves.
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The female voice laughs, followed by a number of distinct voices screaming in pain. After 11 minutes of screaming, it stops, followed by 7 hours of silence before the phone's battery dies.
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<End Log>
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+Retrospective investigation has revealed the presence of SCP-7471 in security footage from all known incidents. Attempts to determine SCP-7471's identity and nature have been unsuccessful. There have been no sightings or incidents involving SCP-7471 since 2012.
SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES: Investigation into the nature of SCP-7662 is ongoing in the form of PROJECT KLAVAK. Containment currently consists of a) searching for outwardly branching roots of the anomaly and b) purging said roots via incendiary measures. For the duration of PROJECT KLAVAK, no residents of Nx-0021 “Küldaeva Village” are permitted to leave.
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Dr. Arkanen: KLAVAK of course being the Nälkän semi-deific entity known for providing Ion with the first dagger he used to-
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General Mulhausen: I don't care.
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Dr. Arkanen: Right. Sorry.
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DESCRIPTION: SCP-7662 is a structure composed of flesh and other biological materials resembling a single two three-story home in the Nälkän village of Küldaeva, located in the central region of Portugal. The only non-biological components of SCP-7662 are a large iron-valve hatch which serves as the front entrance to the anomaly, and a large glass window that serves as the main viewing port into the anomaly. The origin of these components is unknown.
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SCP-7662-A is the group classification for a series of protrusions from SCP-7662 appearing similar to a complex root system. The purpose of these roots is unknown; however, above-ground instances have been noted as an area of focus for the Küldaevan population and can absorb biological matter and grow at a significantly higher rate than the main structure. As of the writing of this document, the furthest root discovered by the PROJECT KLAVAK team extended 20 meters away from SCP-7662.
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UPDATE: Farthest SCP-7662-A now noted at 50 meters in length.
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SCP-7662 absorbs all loose biological matter with which it makes contact, and uses said matter to perform 2 functions:
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Increase the size of the central structure and SCP-7662-A. Since discovery, SCP-7662 has generated a second and third floor, as well as a dome roof.
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Create furnishings and ornamental decorations both inside and outside of the structure. Since discovery, SCP-7662 has created two small candles, a Nälkän ritual mat, a small Cavaquinho with hair in place of strings, a chair constructed from bone, three books in a broken version of the Nälkän dialect, four children's toys, a potted plant composed entirely of epidermis, and a small figurine depicting Grand Karcist Ion.
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This increase in size has been facilitated by the Nälkän practice of "skinshedding"2, which has extended beyond its intended purpose and instead has been used to add to the mass of SCP-7662. The motivation behind this action is unknown.
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Extraction of matter has yielded DNA sequences that are "unique" to SCP-7662 in their composure; all such sequences appear to be the result of splicing together several other DNA sequences. This is believed to be the result of the aforementioned "skinshedding"; despite that, further investigation is pending.
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According to the Küldaevan Elder Village Council, the anomaly is a living mausoleum for Nälkän Figurehead and POI-002, "The Grand Karcist Ion", which was the result of Ion choosing Küldaeva as his final resting place. Due to the apparent significance of the anomaly, the SCP Foundation has thus far been prohibited entry.
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General Mulhausen: Pause.
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Dr. Arkanen: Hm?
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General Mulhausen: You keep using that word, "Nairlkairn"; what the fuck are you talking about?
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Dr. Arkanen: That's the actual name of the "Sarkics"- sir, are you familiar with the subject of this mission at all?
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General Mulhausen: Don't doubt my knowledge, we just used to call 'em Sarkics back in my time. What the hell changed?
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Dr. Arkanen: It's an offensive term coined by the Broken Church.
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General Mulhausen: 'Course it is. Carry on.
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ADDENDUM ONE: HISTORY The SCP-7662 designation originally belonged to Küldaeva and its residents when they were discovered in 1946 by the SCP Foundation following the conclusion of World War 2. After a period of 3 years of constant monitoring, the UNGOC declaration of Nälkän Rights3 resulted in a negotiation between the Foundation and the village council of Küldaeva, wherein which it was decided:
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General Donald Mulhausen.
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The Foundation would leave Küldaeva and cease further containment operations. (Met with Positivity from residents)
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The 100-kilometer distance of Küldaeva from the nearest largest population center with connection to the rest of the over-veil world would prevent them from breaching the veil. (Met with Positivity from residents)
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That despite this distance, the residents of Küldaeva would swear an oath to not break functional containment and interact with the urbanized world. (Met with Mixed Opinion from residents)
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Should the residents of Küldaeva go against these terms, they would forfeit their right to freedom and would reaccept containment until it was seen as reasonable by the Foundation to leave. (Met with Negativity from residents)
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This retraction of Foundation forces lasted for 32 years without issue, removing the need for surveillance of Küldaeva and leading to the archival of the SCP-7662 slot. This period of inaction ended in 1981, when a campaign of unrelated genocidal action worldwide by a group considered a threat to the Nälkän people occurred, warranting a reclarification of Küldaevan safety. After a failure to respond to any radio contacts from the Foundation, a small caravan led by Dr. Arkanen under the indirect supervision of General Donald Mulhausen was permitted to investigate firsthand.
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Upon arriving at the village, SCP-7662 was immediately discovered.
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Entering the village as it was last night, I am shocked to find a complete lack of similarities between the Küldaeva we communicated with 30 years ago, and the Küldaeva we've met so far.
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The first note was obviously SCP-7662, due to its position and the amount of importance seemingly surrounding this structure. Despite appearing to be a single-story, one-room home, it severely outsizes every other traditional building in the village. The roots sticking out of the ground are a frightening sight as well, with how many we seem to be running into at every turn. The Nälkän art of fleshbending is important to their culture, but to see it run rampant throughout this place… I cannot overstate this enough, there are roots everywhere. Whether this needs to be contained remains to be seen.
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The PROJECT KLAVAK research team, posing as a visiting football club after landing at the Humberto Delgado Airport in Lisbon, Portugal.
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The Nälkä haven't taken kindly to our presence, either. It hasn't been through active hostility; in fact, the opposite is true. Almost all refuse to speak to us. They just stare, with a sort of subtle malice in their eyes. It's somehow more disturbing than their bodily mutations, most of which seem to be nearing a more extreme side of the spectrum relative to before. Extra limbs, unnatural heights and builds, modified skeletons… I'm just shocked they've accepted these intense modifications.
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Of course, my understanding of the situation is not from a firsthand perspective. None of the staff within our Caravan, our heartless commander Mulhausen even, were present when Nx-02 was first discovered and "held hostage" after the Second World War. Hell, most of them weren't even alive; unlike the Nälkäns, who seem to possess lifespans far beyond what is normally possible. They, naturally, have not explained this to us. I would understand guarding that, at the very least.
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General Mulhausen: Real professional, Arkanen.
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Dr. Arkanen: I was filing all of my thoughts in full, as a report would indicate. On the flyover, you'd indicated you see the Nälkäns as less than people. I thought that was heartless.
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General Mulhausen: Twisting my words. I said the Sa- sorry, the Nälkäns were an unusual breed of person.
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Dr. Arkanen: Sure you did, sir.
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I have not yet even mentioned the "skinshedding". They do this for hours on end, just pouring body parts into the anomaly. This thing seems to be controlling most of their lives; for what reason, I couldn't tell you. Would faith really push a man to tear himself limb-from-limb like this? It looks as though it's growing — hopefully, our research team can determine what's going on with this.
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We haven't gone unnoticed, in our Western attire and curiosity. The Village Elder Council of Küldaeva has indicated they would be amenable to a meeting between me and their "representative" for any questions we might have. Their tone seemed… well, it seemed unusual. As though they were just as curious about the answers as I was.
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I meet with this "Änya de Carne" in one hour. Hopefully, things will make more sense.
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REPORTSUBMITTED!
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FOREWORD: The following is a record of the first meeting between PROJECT KLAVAK's research head and the representative of the Village Elder Council, Änya de Carne. De Carne was the representative during Küldaeva's original discovery and has allegedly held the role since their formation in the early 1300s.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Arkanen and de Carne are seated on opposite ends of a plastic folding table. 2 armed guards stand at both entrances of the tent. De Carne is tapping 6 fingers on the table.
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Dr. Arkanen: So. Hello.
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De Carne: Olá.
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Dr. Arkanen: Shit, right - olá, me desculpe.
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[Notice: the rest of all relevant log's contents are translated from Portuguese to English.]
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De Carne: It's no problem at all - I suppose you're not used to speaking our language?
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Dr. Arkanen: Not frequently, no. I studied Portuguese, Nälkän, and Russian in college.
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De Carne: Ha! The mother tongue, in an American College?
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Dr. Arkanen: Foundation College, so not truly American.
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De Carne: Well, still. A good sign of progress, I suppose.
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General Mulhausen: This is a briefing, Arkanen, I don't need useless details like what you studied in college.
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Dr. Arkanen: You asked for a complete rundown of everything that happened.
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General Mulhausen: I asked for an explanation.
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Dr. Arkanen: This is a- sir, can I please just continue?
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General Mulhausen: By all means, doctor.
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Dr. Arkanen: Yeah. Anyway, I have some questions to ask you regarding-
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De Carne: His memorial?
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Dr. Arkanen: Um. Yes, SCP-7662. Sorry, did you call it "his" memorial?
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De Carne: Ion's. If you studied Nälkän, surely you know his name.
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Dr. Arkanen: Oh, right. Yes, I'm familiar with the- sorry, that's Ion's grave?
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De Carne: Yes.
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Dr. Arkanen: Interesting. Listen, can I ask my questions?
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De Carne: If I answer your questions, will you leave us be again?
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Arkanen hesitates.
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Dr. Arkanen: Maybe.
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De Carne: Then "maybe" I will answer your questions. Go on, please. There are matters in the village for me to attend to.
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UPDATE: Farthest SCP-7662-A now noted at 100 meters in length.
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Dr. Arkanen: Okay, great! First off — how long has SCP-7662 been here?
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De Carne blankly stares off into the distance, hesitating.
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De Carne: I can't recall.
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Dr. Arkanen: You can't- you can't recall? Haven't you been the village representative for… 500 years now?
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De Carne: That number sounds correct to me, but no, I can't recall.
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Dr. Arkanen: Okay, fine, I guess. Second question, this one's a little more personal: We've been witnessing these rituals - I believe it's called "skinshedding" within your culture - and I'm just… confused as to why. Does it not hurt these people to be-
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De Carne: Shedding their flesh? No, it does not. Not in a way that's meaningful; it's simply shedding a loose part and donating it to him. Listen, doctor…?
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Dr. Arkanen: Oh, uh, Arkanen. Samuel Arkanen.
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De Carne: Fascinating name. Like I was saying, we are the Nälkän people. This-
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De Carne rips off a finger from her left hand in a swift pull. No blood pours from the open wound. Arkanen jumps back in his chair.
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Dr. Arkanen: Jesus fucking Christ!
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De Carne tosses the finger between her hands before holding it in her right. The finger is slowly absorbed into her flesh; as it does, a replacement begins to grow over the stump.
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De Carne: This is really no big deal.
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Arkanen sits in silence, staring at the growing finger with horror. De Carne wiggles the stump around a bit before breaking into laughter.
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De Carne: Ah, you Foundation men never cease to amaze me. You work in a world of the abnormal, yet a lost finger is enough to turn you pale and sickly? Ha!
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Dr. Arkanen: It's not- I mean, I've seen… I'm not…
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De Carne: Ah, calm yourself, I'm just teasing. Listen, Samuel, as we've told you before: You may dispute with your timelines all you want, but anyone in this village would give you the same answer, as it's been the answer as long as we've remembered. Ion was here, and we constructed this grave for him, everlasting in beauty, needing - of course - to be maintained. He is in there, in the basement crypt, resting for all of-
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Dr. Arkanen: Basement?
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De Carne: You know. The level beneath the ground floor.
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Dr. Arkanen: No, I- I know what a basement is. That thing has a basement?
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De Carne: Are you surprised?
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Dr. Arkanen: No, I'm just… okay, maybe. Seemed like a pretty above-ground structure, except for… the roots. I guess I should have seen that coming.
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De. Carne: I guess as well.
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Dr. Arkanen: Okay, so Ion's body - or whatever's left - and this basement level: would we be allowed to investigate?
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De Carne: So you do believe me.
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Dr. Arkanen: Well, probably. I'm just a man of science, though. You know, hard evidence and all that.
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De Carne: Ha. You really do never change. But… yes, I suppose you would, if you were allowed entry.
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Dr. Arkanen: And who would need to permit us to enter?
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De Carne: I suppose a member of the elder council.
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Dr. Arkanen: And what would you be?
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De Carne: I am… well, if you would believe, I am a representative of the Village Elder Council.
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Dr. Arkanen: Then consider this a formal request! We'd like to send a few of our men into the anomaly- sorry, the mausoleum, and see Ion's body for ourselves. Maybe investigate the peculiar furniture? Just a quick look around for our documents.
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De Carne: Hm.
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Dr. Arkanen: Also, we'd like to take a few flesh samples from the structure. Study every area, you know.
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De Carne: Well…
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De Carne smiles and her eyes widen, a nearly hungry expression on her face.
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De Carne: I think I can find that… agreeable.
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Dr. Arkanen: Fantastic! Do you need to, like, sign a document with your elders or something?
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De Carne: Oh, Samuel. This is not the bureaucracy of your American offices. My word will do.
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Dr. Arkanen: That's great to hear. I'll talk with my superior then and get back to you.
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Arkanen sticks out his hand. De Carne stares at it for a second, the spines on her back quivering for a moment before she sighs. She shakes his hand.
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Dr. Arkanen: Pleasure doing business with you.
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De Carne: You too, Foundation man.
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[END LOG]
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General Mulhausen: Well, that was wholly unproductive.
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Dr. Arkanen: Seriously?
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General Mulhausen: Yes, seriously. Nothing was gained from her, like it always is with these people.
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Dr. Arkanen: On the contrary, General, this helped us a lot. Sure, her answers were vague, but our conversation gave exactly the thing I was there for in the first place.
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General Mulhausen: And what would that be?
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Dr. Arkanen: Permission to go inside.
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+An exploratory team composed of 3 in-area Agents was put together to investigate the interior of SCP-7662 and the alleged basement levels, as per the granted entry by Änya de Carne.
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EXPLORATION AUDIO LOG
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FOREWORD: Agents Conroy (ζ), Mahmood (θ), and Arthur (λ) - all trained Foundation Field Agents with a history of exploring dangerous anomalies - were selected to enter SCP-7662, with Dr. Arkanen acting as "command".
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[BEGIN LOG]
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C-ζ: Mics checked and ready, command.
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Command: Alright, remember, it’s a simple in-and-out. Änya told me there's a basement to this thing, and if anywhere is going to store Ion's corpse, it'll be there.
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C-ζ: Alright, we're heading inside now. See you on the other side, Command.
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Command: Godspeed.
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The sounds of squelching footsteps as the agents enter the home.
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M-θ: Fucking gross.
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Command: What do you see?
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A-λ: Everything you can through the window out there- all made of… body parts.
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M-θ: It's so warm in here.
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A-λ: Probably just the hazmat suits.
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C-ζ: Hey, command, we're supposed to look for a staircase, right?
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Command: Anything that would indicate a lower level.
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More squelching footsteps.
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C-ζ: Well, there's a spiral staircase at the back of this first floor. Goes up and down, so I guess they weren't lying.
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M-θ: We could each take a floor?
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A-λ: I don't know how good of an idea it is to split up- we sure this place is safe?
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M-θ: Hasn't harmed us yet.
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A-λ: Keyword yet.
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C-ζ: Command, what's your call?
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Command: Hm. It… it would be faster to get you out of there for all 3 floors to be covered at once. I say split up.
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A-λ: Duly… noted.
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M-θ: I guess we draw straws to-
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C-ζ: I'll take the basement, and you two just start heading up together.
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M-θ: Or that. Good luck, captain.
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More squelching footsteps, accompanied by creaking. Agent C-ζ can be heard breathing deeper than the others.
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Command: You alright in there, Conrad?
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C-ζ: Use- use callsigns. Yeah, I'm fine, it's just hot. Sweaty as hell.
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Command: Can you continue?
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C-ζ: For sure. I've gone about 10 steps and there's nothing yet.
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M-θ: Must be deeper than it is tall, because-
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Some of the footsteps stop.
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M-θ: We're on the second floor. No windows up here, unfortunately. There…. doesn't seem to be much?
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A-λ: I'll make my way to the third floor, you keep looking.
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M-θ: Gotcha.
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Command: Team basement, how are we doing?
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C-ζ: I, uh- fuckin' hell, that's-
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Command: Zeta?
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C-ζ: There's just… it's one big room down here. Looks to be about ten-by-ten meters or so? Bigger, maybe. Completely empty, save for the, uh…
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A-λ: The what?
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C-ζ: There's… a skeleton. It's sort of just floating there, held up by a bunch of little roots- like the ones outside.
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Command: The skeleton is whole?
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A-λ: Maybe they weren't wrong.
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C-ζ: Yeah, it's complete. Seems like… a kid's, though.
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Command: Damn. Lambda, can we get a-
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A-λ: I'm on the third floor now. Nothing particularly notable, just… more furniture. All over the place.
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C-ζ: The real question is, then… whose skeleton are you, little guy?
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The sounds of bones breaking comes through C-ζ's microphone.
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C-ζ: What the- oh, SHI-
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The sounds of wet flesh moving along skin comes through C-ζ's microphone.
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Command: Zeta? Zeta, what the hell is going on?
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C-ζ: The- a bunch of roots just came out of the ground and they've got my arms and- Agh!
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M-θ: Should we head down there?
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C-ζ: Fuckin' hell, they're pulling hard, I can't-
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The sounds of limbs ripping off a body. A scream is heard before C-ζ's audio cuts out.
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A-λ: Jesus Christ.
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Command: Zeta? Conrad, can you come in? Conrad-
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M-θ: Fuck that, I'm going down.
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A-λ: I don't know how good of an idea that is, Theta.
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M-θ: You don't- if there's a chance he's still alive, we have to take it!
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Command: Theta, I don't recommend abandoning your-
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M-θ: At the very least, we need to know what that was-
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The sounds of fleshy movement can be heard from M-θ's microphone.
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M-θ: That- there's a dresser blocking the stairwell. That was not there before.
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A-λ: Command, are the Nälkä still throwing flesh into this thing?
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General Mulhausen: You idiot.
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Dr. Arkanen: You- that’s not helping right now.
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Command: Shit, I can- I can see a couple. We'll get someone to ask 'em to stop, but-
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M-θ: But we don't know if they will. Great, trapped in here with no way-
The sounds of two squelching footsteps, then a slick falling sound, and a thump.
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M-θ: Goddamn these flesh-fucking floors.
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A dresser falling over. A loud crunch. M-θ screams.
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Command: Theta, are you still with us?
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A-λ: What's going on down there?
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M-θ: (strained) The fucking thing, it- it fell on top of me. Lambda, get your ass down here now and get it… fuck, is it getting hotter in here?
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A-λ runs, before coming to a quick halt.
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A-λ: The staircase, it's gone.
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M-θ pats around his HAZMAT suit.
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M-θ: I… maybe if I can get it off, I can… I can slip out… Christ, why the hell is it so hot in here…
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A-λ punches the fleshy wall. Nothing happens.
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UPDATE: Farthest SCP-7662-A now noted at 175 meters in length.
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A-λ: I can't… I don't know how to get down there, man. I'm so sorry.
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M-θ: It's… no, it's fine if I can just…. just get this…… I…..
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Command: Stay with me, Mahmood, don't go failing on us now.
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M-θ: I… I can't… it's too much…
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The sounds of fleshy movement can be heard again.
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M-θ: There's… there's a fuckin…. a drawer or-
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Something falls over. A slam and a crunch are heard. The sound of flesh dissolving and being absorbed by SCP-7662 comes through before M-θ's audio cuts out.
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Command: I… Lambda, are you still there?
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A-λ: Yes. Still no exit out of here, though.
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Command: Okay, listen, we got the Nälkä to stop for a few minutes, but-
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A-λ: I don't think I'm getting out of here.
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Command: Don't say that. It's not over yet, and- we'll find a way, damn it.
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A-λ: Samuel, this building… it never wanted us here. We shouldn't have come.
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Command: Fucking- I know that now, Arthur, but regardless, I… I don't know. I'm sorry.
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A-λ: It's okay. I don't blame you for doing your job, though it would have been nice to… I don't know. I always wanted to visit Portugal.
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Command: If you start talking like that-
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The sound of flesh ripping apart.
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A-λ: The… the floor is opening up. Closing towards the edge of the room. I think it's throughout the entire house. I can see his body at the bottom.
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Command: Okay, Lambda, that's your exit then! Do you have any way of gripping the wall? Can you-
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A falling scream, and a loud crack. The sound of flesh dissolving and being audibly absorbed by SCP-7662. Lambda's audio cuts out.
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Command: Grab… on.
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Static.
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Command: Shit. Cease… cease recording.
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[END LOG]
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+An investigation through the singular window on SCP-7662 revealed no visual traces of Agents Conrad, Mahmood, and Arthur.
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Three hours later, SCP-7662 developed a fourth story.
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Dr. Arkanen: I just- sorry, that was a-
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General Mulhausen: Hey, Brenda, would you mind getting me a coffee? Thanks.
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Brenda: Yes, sir.
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Dr. Arkanen: Are you… are you even listening?
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General Mulhausen: Ears like a rabbit. Just need a drink.
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Dr. Arkanen: Okay.
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General Mulhausen: Looks like going inside didn't do much for us, did it?
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Dr. Arkanen: It… no. Well. Kind of.
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General Mulhausen: Kind of? Doctor, I'd prefer we deal with these kinds of problems in absolutes where possible. "Kind of" ain't what we send our men to die for.
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Dr. Arkanen: No, it's- have you seriously not considered yourself even the slightest bit guilty for this?
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General Mulhausen: You accusing me of something, Arkanen?
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Dr. Arkanen: N-no, just…
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General Mulhausen: It was your fucking choice, soldier. Don't pin the blame on me for their lives - I signed the order to go inside, but you're the idiot that wrote it up. You can live with that guilt, not me.
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Dr. Arkanen: …
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General Mulhausen: Just move on.
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FOREWORD: The following meeting between Dr. Arkanen and Änya de Carne was scheduled immediately after the cessation of the exploration mission. De Carne was not informed of the reasoning for this meeting beforehand.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Änya de Carne enters Dr. Arkanen's tent. Arkanen is seated at the end of the table, his arms crossed and his brow furrowed. There are 4 security personnel standing behind him, all visibly armed.
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De Carne: Hello, my friend Samuel! It is good to-
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De Carne notices the security personnel. Several bone protrusions on her spine shake slightly. She steps back.
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De Carne: Excuse me? What kind of meeting is this meant to be?
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Dr. Arkanen: Sit down.
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De Carne: I will remind you that peaceful interactions are an integral part of your presence here now, Foundation. An action against a member of the Village Council-
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Arkanen waves his hand.
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Dr. Arkanen: Calm down. This is a precautionary measure. Just sit.
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De Carne looks around the tent. She sighs, and pulls out a chair, sitting down.
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De Carne: So… what is this about then?
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Dr. Arkanen: You didn't tell us it eats people.
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De Carne lightly gasps.
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De Carne: I- it consumes flesh and bone. Your people have seen it themselves.
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Dr. Arkanen: Yeah, loose flesh and bones. We sent 3 men in there, and they got swallowed whole. You could've very well warned us of that.
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De Carne: You should have told us you were planning to go inside, then.
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Dr. Arkanen: We did. You explicitly permitted us to do so.
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[De Carne is silent.]
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Dr. Arkanen: Why didn't anybody tell us what would happen to them, then?
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De Carne: I… who said we knew that would happen?
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Dr. Arkanen: You're answering with a lot of deflections. Did you know they would be absorbed?
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[De Carne is silent. She shuffles slightly in her seat.]
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Dr. Arkanen: Fine then. Next question-
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[Arkanen pulls out two photographs from his pocket and places them on the table. The first displays several residents of Küldaeva entering SCP-7662. The second shows all of the same residents exiting the structure. The versions exiting SCP-7662 have been physically malformed.
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Dr. Arkanen: How can your people enter unharmed?
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De Carne: Perhaps it doesn't take kindly to foreign infections.
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Dr. Arkanen: Yeah, uh huh, sure; and I don't take kindly to someone bait-and-switching me with stories of a highly important, long-dead religious figure.
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De Carne: You are making strong accusations of our people, Arkanen. Are you calling us liars?
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Dr. Arkanen: I wouldn't be, no, if it was just a misunderstanding of chronology.
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Dr. Arkanen: I can admit it was a risky decision to send them in there in the first place, but we never would've if you, the caretakers of this room - for some reason - had told us the risk.
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Dr. Arkanen: So, yeah, I'd call you a liar. By omission at least. There's a lot you haven't told us, most of which I can take a guess from your nervous expression that you knew about.
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Dr. Arkanen: You tried buttering me up by getting us on common ground, and I thought I could trust you. Not feeling the same right now, though.
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[Silence.]
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UPDATE: Farthest SCP-7662-A now noted at 250 meters in length.
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De Carne: Are you done?
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Dr. Arkanen: Sure.
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De Carne: Good. I hope you understand, Samuel, I have… I have meant no harm to you and your organization. It is just… it is difficult for us to be completely trusting of the Foundation, coming back like this all these years later.
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De Carne:You were the ones who came here of your own volition, you know that, right? And it was your choice to send those men to… send those men inside.
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General Mulhausen: See?
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Dr. Arkanen: Can I just finish, please?
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De Carne: I'm sorry if we've been somewhat quick to hide ourselves.
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Dr. Arkanen: Is that why few of your people will speak to us beyond yourself?
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De Carne: That- yes, probably. I am their representative.
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Dr. Arkanen: Änya, have you ever gone inside SCP-7662?
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[De Carne freezes up. Her spine protrusions shake slightly and she begins to tap her fingers quickly on the table.
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De Carne: Um. I… yes, probably I have. It's been 500 years, after all, I think I'd remember-
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[Arkanen raises his hand and interrupts.]
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Dr. Arkanen: 500 years.
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De Carne: Ah, um, no, my mistake. Ha! You've asked me a lot of things today, my memory-
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Dr. Arkanen: Seems a little disorganized. Tell me, though, Änya: what happens when your people go inside SCP-7662?
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De Carne: I-
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Dr. Arkanen: Do they get absorbed as well?
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De Carne: I can't-
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[Suddenly, Security Agent Whilson bursts into the tent from Arkanen's side. Everyone looks toward them as they stop and catch their breath. They appear to be nervously panicking.]
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Dr. Arkanen: Agent, this is a confidential-
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Agent Whilson: Doctor, you- you need to see this. The boys, they're- they came out of the-
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Dr. Arkanen: Whilson, compose yourself, what is going on?
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Agent Whilson: The- fucking- the three you sent into 7662!
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[Arkanen's eyes widen and he stands up. De Carne smiles. She stops tapping her fingers.
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Dr. Arkanen: Excuse me?
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Agent Whilson: The anomaly, it spit them back up. They're- they're just sitting outside the flesh tower. Laying there.
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Dr. Arkanen: Christ. Alright, I’m- I’ll end this meeting here. I need to see this.
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Arkanen stands up, stares at De Carne for a moment, then leaves.
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[END LOG]
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General Mulhausen: Christ, Arkanen, she was literally about to tell you-
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Dr. Arkanen: Sir! Please, what comes next was significantly more important.
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General Mulhausen: How?
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+24 hours after the exploratory mission into SCP-7662, all 3 of the deceased agents were seemingly regurgitated by the anomaly, reportedly launching out of the non-biological iron-valve hatch. All 3 were immediately submitted to the on-site medical facility, where several physical and mental deformities were discovered.
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MEDICAL REPORTS OF AGENTS CONROY, MAHMOOD AND ARTHUR.
DNA is no longer consistent with the original signifiers of the patient; is now a perfect genetic match to DNA samples extracted from SCP-7662. Identifiers such as fingerprints and facial structure are no longer accurate; fingerprints themselves are lacking entirely. X-Ray scanning has revealed skeletal structure to be reworked. 66% of the patient's vertebrae are dispersed into other parts of the body, with 3 instances protruding from the right side of the skull. Bones within the left foot and right have swapped locations, with neither being physically affected in operation and capability. Tissue matter appears to have become significantly more tender. The patient claims SCP-7662 is not responsible.
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CONCLUSION: Agent Conroy is no longer Agent Conroy. Has been classified as SCP-7662-1 for all intents and purposes. Despite protests, the patient is no longer permitted to be employed as PROJECT KLAVANA.
CONCLUSION: DNA is no longer consistent with the original signifiers of the patient; is now a perfect genetic match to DNA samples extracted from SCP-7662. The patient's legs are shortened and distorted to be positioned similarly to the limbs of a [horse]. Clothing worn prior to SCP-7662 entry is now bounded to muscle tissue; believed to also be composed of organic material, most similar to chitin. Memory testing has revealed only a 50% accuracy to questions relating to the patient's life. The patient claims SCP-7662 is not responsible.
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Agent Mahmood is no longer Agent Mahmood and has been classified as SCP-7662-2. Admitted to the on-sight hospice. Surgery to attempt a reconstruction of the legs is pending.
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Patient: Agent Seamus Arthur
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STATUS: Sedated.
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DNA is no longer consistent with the original signifiers of the patient; is now a perfect genetic match to DNA samples extracted from SCP-7662. The patient is entirely hollow past the epidermis. Despite this, the body still appears and feels as though it retains structural integrity. Mental functions are severely inhibited; the patient appears unable to properly string together sentences or communicate verbally. Heightened emotions have led to violent outbursts towards other personnel. The patient claims SCP-7662 is not responsible.
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CONCLUSION: Agent Arthur is no longer Agent Arthur, and has been classified as SCP-7662-3. Sedated for further, uninterrupted research. Currently in transport to Site-19.
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OPINION OF MEDICAL PRACTITIONER:
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It doesn't just make furniture.
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UPDATE: Farthest SCP-7662-A now noted at 400 meters in length.
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All personnel from PROJECT KLAVAK have been evacuated from Küldaeva.
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LEVEL 4 CLASSIFIED
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FINAL OBSERVATION REPORT: SCP-7662
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COMPILED BY DR. SAMUEL ARKANEN
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It explains it all.
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Her defensiveness. Why none of them wanted to talk to us. Why the Nälkä could enter without seemingly any more harm than their normal fleshbending rituals.
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I have no idea what's sitting in the bottom of that house in the center of the village, but it's infected them all. I mean, most literally, they've been swapped. I think it changes their minds as well, and prevents them from explaining things. It didn't want to reveal itself, so it didn't let them say anything.
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It didn't account for our medical abilities, though. Then again, I don't know if 7662 is accounting for anything.
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I think, though, that the reference point for the duplicates - the subject's original consciousness - remains there. I think Änya is still Änya , deep down, trapped under layers of false flesh.
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Maybe I'm wrong to think this, but I can't abandon her or any of them there in that village to be this thing's puppets. I'm going to talk to her. I'm going back to the village, with a small security team.
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There has to be something left. They're people, goddamn it.
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REPORT NOT SUBMITTED…
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General Mulhausen: "Functionally replaced"?
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Dr. Arkanen: With their DNA matching what we retrieved from SCP-7662, we've made the assumption that… 605 people were consumed and remade in the same process it makes furniture.
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General Mulhausen: And you thought it would be a good idea to go back and talk to one of them?
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Dr. Arkanen: She wasn't just "one of them". I still had questions. I needed to try and do something, damn it.
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FOREWORD: Dr. Arkanen attended the following meeting alone.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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Dr. Arkanen and Änya de Carne are standing across the table from each other. Arkanen looks slightly nervous, while de Carne remains stoically seated in her chair. There is a look of disdain on her face.
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De Carne: Samuel.
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Dr. Arkanen: Änya.
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De Carne: I- I am going to keep this brief, as you and your men have taken up a significant amount of our time already. What is happening right now?
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Dr. Arkanen: This… it's a conversation! Between me and you.
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De Carne: No security this time.
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Dr. Arkanen: Not necessary. Just wanted to talk, is all.
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De Carne: That seems to be all you want to do.
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De Carne sits down.
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De Carne: So. What now?
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Dr. Arkanen: I understand you're likely confused as to why I'm even here, but-
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De Carne: Why were you performing experiments on my people?
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Dr. Arkanen: I- They weren't experiments, and- hold on, how do you know about that?
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De Carne: Word spreads quickly in this village.
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Dr. Arkanen: It hasn't even been an hour since we-
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De Carne: And you evacuated the Village Elders, myself excluded.
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Dr. Arkanen: …correct.
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De Carne: You're testing my patience, Samuel. First, you accuse us of lying, then you subject our people to completely unpermitted tests? Since the moment you stepped into Küldaeva you've insisted on poking your head into our business, our lives, which seems to mean nothing to you beyond data points. Even I hoped to trust you based on our first conversation - damn it, I felt guilt after hearing your men died.
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De Carne: Why do you continue to test us? What are you looking for, Samuel? What about us and our memorial for a fallen hero - no, more than that, our Prince of Flesh - matters so god-damned much to you?
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Dr. Arkanen: I…
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[Arkanen sighs.]
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Dr. Arkanen: Listen, Änya, I don't know how much of this you know already, but… when our men came out, their DNA perfectly matched that of SCP-7662.
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Dr. Arkanen: I could ignore the malformities they suffered - that didn't seem to be uncommon from the way this thing plays with body parts - but that was a step too far.
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Dr. Arkanen: Then, we remembered the pictures of your people, going in and out, and…
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[De Carne's eyes widen.]
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Dr. Arkanen: Almost all of Küldaeva has been replaced. It- your "mausoleum", it doesn't just take all the flesh and bone you give it and make fucking furniture, it…
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Dr. Arkanen: It eats you up and spits you out again.
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Dr. Arkanen: I'm… I'm sorry, Änya. We- we didn't test you but based on the statistics and what you've told me… you aren't you anymore.
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Dr. Arkanen: I'm so sorry.
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[Silence. Arkanen and De Carne continue to stare at each other for a few seconds. Suddenly, De Carne smiles.]
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De Carne: Oh, Samuel.
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[De Carne's skin begins to ripple and growths start to slowly form. The spines on her back begin to grow outwards and her jaw extends downwards, her teeth following suit. Arkanen stands up and jumps back, stepping slowly towards the entrance to the tent.
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De Carne: What afoolyouare.
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Dr. Arkanen: Änya? What the- what is going on?
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[Suddenly, De Carne's limbs rapidly extend outwards, her torso and head bulging out. Several of her bones poke through her skin around her joints, tearing through without causing any bleeding, while orifices on her body open and close in quick succession. Her body now takes up the entirety of her side of the tent, filling into the corners of the ceiling, with the protrusions and several newly formed extremities pushing outwards. De Carne's eyes melt within her eye sockets and are absorbed into her skin, which begins to turn a dark and fleshy red around her body. Skin continues to ripple and form several small models of furniture out of bone, flesh, and muscle before reabsorbing them. This continues over and over again as Arkanen watches, horrified. He steps towards the exit of the tent, slowly reaching into his coat pocket.]
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Dr. Arkanen: Holy hell.
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A voice comes through De Carne's malformed mouth. It is not hers.
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Unknown:There is no more "Änya". There is no more anything on familiarity to you.
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General Mulhausen: That- That is an awful sound.
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Dr. Arkanen: Who.. who are you?
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Unknown:I am everything. The blood coursing through their veins. The flesh and skin that protect their bones. I am the center of their society, and I am the creator of yours.
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[Arkanen's eyes widen.]
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Dr. Arkanen: Not Ion.
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Unknown:Not a false prophet. The true granter of the flesh.
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Dr. Arkanen: Y- Yaldabaoth.
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Unknown:Indeed. And you, Samuel, are just a man. One so easily pulled apart and reconstructed like a lamb for a meal.
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Dr. Arkanen: But- why would you… the people of Küldaeva, did they not see you as their-
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Unknown:They are LIARS. They are FOOLS who disrespect the flesh for what it is. The Nälkäns are not my children, they are my BETRAYERS.
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Unknown:Iam meant to be the KING of the FLESH, I amNOTtheir resource to be pulled from like a corpse. They lack ANY respect. They are IMPERFECT.
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Unknown:I let them have their chance. I let man have his chance. But it has failed me. It is imperfect and must be reformed like the primordial clay of which you were born. This village was perfect. When I landed here, I had not a full- I did not know- I-
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[The figure formerly known as De Carne hesitates.]
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Dr. Arkanen: When you… "landed here"?
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Unknown:That- IRRELEVANT. I am Yaldabaoth, I am the purveyor of the flesh and I will not have your foolish notions of existence tarnish my intentions any longer. The people of this disgraceful village were replaced, as they should have been long ago. They were made better, made in my own image. Made perfect.
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Dr. Arkanen: That… that seems unreasonable.
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Unknown:YOU SPEAK OF REASON? YOU ARE EVEN MORE MORTAL THAN THE FOOLS I HAVE TAKEN. WHAT CAN YOU DO?
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Dr. Arkanen: Why didn't you do it sooner then?
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Unknown:What?
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Dr. Arkanen: You- you only showed up here in the last 30 years. The Nälkä… they've existed for literal millennia. Why not arrive sooner?
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Unknown:I. I. I.
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The entity looks downwards and stops moving entirely.
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Dr. Arkanen: You are a primordial entity, aren't you?
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The entity raises its head quickly. The sound of the neck cracking is heard.
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Unknown:You doubt my legitimacy? You doubt what I am?
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Dr. Arkanen: No, I was just-
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Unknown:YOU DOUBT YOUR OWN CREATOR? YOU SEE YOURSELF WITH THAT RIGHT, DARING TO SPEAK BACK TO ME?
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Several limbs reach out towards Arkanen, dripping with melting flesh.
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Unknown:I AM YALDABAOTH. I AM THE CREATOR OF FLESH. AND YOU WILL JOIN ME, THE REST OF THIS VILLAGE, AND THE ENTIRETY OF YOUR DISGUSTING RACE AS PART OF THE OOZE THAT BORE YOU.
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Unknown:ARKANEN IS NO MORE, YOU FUCKING-
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3 gunshots pull through the tent and make an impact with several limbs, several 2 of them. The entity reels back and screams. Arkanen has pulled out his walkie-talkie and takes his finger off of the transmitting button.
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Dr. Arkanen: Nice shot.
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Unknown:No, no, I will not-
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Another bullet hits the entity, this time in the head.
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Unknown:You are alone, how-
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Dr. Arkanen: Backup.
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Unknown:You think your bullets can stop me?
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Dr. Arkanen: Maybe not, but it gives me time.
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6 more shots are fired at the entity, all at vital points. The entity freezes up and begins to regurgitate, falling over into a pool of melted flesh after a few seconds of screaming.
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Dr. Arkanen: That structure might be Yaldabaoth, but you… you're just Änya.
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Arkanen pulls out his walkie-talkie and presses the transmission button.
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Dr. Arkanen: Thanks, Whilson.
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Agent Whilson: (through walkie-talkie) Got it, boss. Now, can we please leave before they figure out where we are?
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Dr. Arkanen: On it. I have a lot to show Mulhausen.
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Arkanen pulls open the door to the tent. He begins to walk out, before pausing and turning towards the corpse that was Änya de Carne. He sighs.
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Dr. Arkanen: I'll find a way, Änya. For all of you.
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Arkanen leaves the tent.
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[END LOG]
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General Mulhausen: Good fucking god.
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Dr. Arkanen: Yeah. The point of this is, we need to help these-
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General Mulhausen: Brenda? Be a dear and call in the boys from the Armed Forces, would you?
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Dr. Arkanen: Excuse me?
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Brenda: On it, sir.
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General Mulhausen: Thank you.
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Dr. Arkanen: General, what are you doing?
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General Mulhausen: Putting together a decommissioning squadron. Thank you for the report, Arkanen, that'll be-
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Dr. Arkanen: Decommissioning? You mean destroying 7662?
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General Mulhausen: I mean destroying the entire village, doctor. Every last one of those meatfuckers and their bone-filled homes is now considered a dangerous active anomaly.
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Dr. Arkanen: The- the people? General, the anomaly might be a problem, but there are innocent people in that village. They're a protected group, for god's sake, you can't be-
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General Mulhausen: Hold the pity party, Arkanen. They're Sarkics, first of all, and a lost cause at that. You just told me they've all been replaced by the tower anyway.
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Dr. Arkanen: Sorry, “Sarkics”? General Mulhausen, the Nälkä of Küldaeva are people, even in their current state. You can't do this.
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General Mulhausen:Your data scouts are the ones telling me this thing has, what, extended out nearly a kilometer in length away from the village? Under no circumstance am I allowing any part of that fucking… thing to continue existing.
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Dr. Arkanen: General, with all due respect, you need to consider this rationally.
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General Mulhausen: Doctor, with all due respect, you aren't a necessary part of this containment project anymore. Stop talking.
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Dr. Arkanen: I won't let you go forward with this. We can find a way to help them- do we not possess technology involving the extraction of souls? Spirits?
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General Mulhausen: Goddamn it, Arkanen, step aside! If you can't get this ridiculous notion out of your head, I will have you terminated for excommunication and disobeying the orders of a significantly higher-ranking officer!
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Dr. Arkanen: I- I'm sorry for speaking out of turn, Mulhausen, but regardless of the people, there's still the threat of Yaldabaoth. It's completely irrational, it's-
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General Mulhausan: That ain't Yaldabaoth.
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Dr. Arkanen: What?
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General Mulhausen: That corpse you talked to wasn't fucking Yaldabaoth, Arkanen. Christ, it's like we hired a child to run a fucking man's job.
General Mulhausen: Listen here, Doctor. We are decommissioning the tower, the village, and your poor wayward souls inside as soon as I get a call back confirming a squadron is on its way to add to our already huge security team. This is, and always has been, my operation. If you can't go along with that, then you're out of here. Understand?
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Dr. Arkanen: …
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General Mulhausen: That's what I thought.
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Dr. Arkanen: (to himself) I'm so sorry, Änya.
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General Mulhausen: What was that?
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Dr. Arkanen: N-nothing.
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General Mulhausen: Y'know what?
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General Mulhausen: I think I do have a job for you.
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FOREWORD: The following TERMINATION LOG was created through the compiling of several recordings of the event.
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[BEGIN LOG]
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A caravan of the Foundation' Military surrounds the borders of Küldaeva, with several armored vehicles and a helicopter flying overhead. This group includes many of the personnel from PROJECT KLAVAK, both scientists and security. General Mulhausen can be seen standing in front of the largest tank, holding a megaphone, and appearing to lead the group. Dr. Arkanen stands beside him. SCP-7662 is seen in the distance, and has now reached 6 stories in height, the iron-valve hatch is now located on the 5th floor. Several large jutting protrusions resembling spikes upon the dome room, all pointed outwards and creating a crown-like shape. Several SCP-7662-A instances are now seen above the ground, pulsating as they create and dissolve furniture along their exterior. The residents of Küldaeva ignore the Foundation personnel and continue about their day. Mulhausen pushes Arkanen forward.
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General Mulhausen: Go ahead.
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Dr. Arkanen: Right. Uh, shit. Hello? Is there… is Änya de Carne here?
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In synch, every resident of Küldaeva stops and turns towards the Foundation's caravan. Arkanen gasps. All of the residents speak synchronously, with the voice of Änya de Carne instead of their own.
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"De Carne": Hello, Samuel.
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Dr. Arkanen: Oh, holy- alright. Änya, listen, I'm sorry about… what happened before. I don't know if you remember it at all, actually, but-
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General Mulhausen: (whispered into Arkanen's ear) Focus.
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Dr. Arkanen: Shit. Änya, we… we request an audience with Yaldabaoth.
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"De Carne": And why would I want that?
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Dr. Arkanen: We… we simply want to have a conversation. That's all. We understand the, uh, power he possesses, and would like to give our… allegiance.
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The Nälkä are silent. The tentacles of SCP-7662 stop moving entirely.
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"De Carne": Acceptable. You may pass through.
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The residents of Küldaeva all move off the streets and into their homes as the Foundation caravan passes through, tank treads rolling over loose pieces of bone and flesh left into the street. Soldiers look around at the village to see parts of the houses have been replaced by biological matter, with SCP-7662-A instances everywhere. Mulhausen gags, then quickly regains his composure and marches onwards. From the doorways and windows of their homes, the Nälkä of Küldaeva watch. The singular helicopter flies overhead, showing the rooves of these homes to themselves be partially replaced by segments of what appears to be bone. Eventually, the caravan reaches the center of the town. SCP-7662 is unmoving. Arkanen and Mulhausen stare up at the structure. Mulhausen pulls out his megaphone.
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General Mulhausen: Alright, "Yaldabaoth", here's how this is going to work.
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He gestures towards the military caravan.
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General Mulhausen: We - the Foundation, if that wasn't clear - have firepower. A lot of it. I know that your puppets aren't bulletproof, so I don't have high expectations of your durability. If we wanted to right now, we could blow you off the face of the Earth.
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The iron-valve hatch on SCP-7662 opens. A voice comes through.
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SCP-7662:It sounds as though you are threatening your GOD, Donald.
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General Mulhausen: That's because I am. Quite frankly, I don't have any interest in letting you or this godforsaken village continue sitting here. You're dangerous, overly gumptious, and honestly just pretty fucking disgusting.
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Mulhausen pushes Arkanen forward.
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General Mulhausen: But this guy, he wants to help you. Or something. Samuel's interpretation of this scene here is that we can negotiate? Figure something out?
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Dr. Arkanen: That- Yes. There has to be something we can do for you to let the people of Küldaeva, isn't there? We can-
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General Mulhausen: If you really want Portugal so badly, you can have her.
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Dr. Arkanen: Huh?
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General Mulhausen: I don't see you presenting much of a solution here.
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Dr. Arkanen: We can't just give it a fucking- sorry, a country is the price of their freedom?
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General Mulhausen: Learn to deal with absolutes if you want to play patty-cake with the gods, sissy.
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SCP-7662 laughs, the roots all around Küldaeva shaking and writhing as it does so.
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SCP-7662:Ha! Negotiation, with you? You don't even seem to understand what you came here for, Samuel and Donald of the Foundation. There is no deal you could provide me reasonably that would stop what is coming.
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The residents of Küldaeva are no longer visible in the doorways and windows of their homes.
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SCP-7662:Did you think you could use your deceitful promises to lure me into submission?
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Silence. Mulhausen lowers his megaphone.
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General Mulhausen: Meh. Not really.
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Mulhausen raises his arm and flicks his hand forward. The single helicopter begins to fly towards SCP-7662 at faster and faster speeds.
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General Mulhausen: Just wanted to get close. All stations-
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The caravan raises their weapons towards SCP-7662. Armored vehicles reposition to be pointed directly at the iron-valve hatch of the anomaly.
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General Mulhausen: Fire!
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Suddenly, several of the armed personnel begin to open fire at each other. The helicopter continues to fly towards SCP-7662. All personnel noted for shooting Foundation Agents were present in Küldaeva for the duration of PROJECT KLAVAK.
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General Mulhausen: What in- what the fuck is going on? Why are we not shooting 7662?
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Dr. Arkanen: It- that was the PROJECT KLAVAK team, they’re- oh. Shit.
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General Mulhausen: How unsupervised were they?
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Dr. Arkanen: We- we needed to cover a whole village, they couldn’t always-
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The helicopter reaches 10 meters away from SCP-7662, all weapons primed. In an instant, a massive spiked protrusion emerges from the 6th floor of the anomaly, impaling the helicopter and causing it to explode violently. All around the military caravan, the residents of Küldaeva begin exiting their homes and walking toward SCP-7662. Personnel are now fighting other Foundation personnel, with the defectors skin slowly turning a fleshy red with each passing moment. SCP-7662-A instances raise into the air and grab personnel from off the ground, throwing them back into the structure to be instantly absorbed. Screams are heard all around as Mulhausen stares in shock. The armored vehicles do not fire.
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General Mulhausen: God motherfucking damn it- tankmen, why aren't we firing?
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Tank Operator Ryan comes through the radio.
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T.O Ryan: Sorry, sir, who the hell are we firing at?
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General Mulhausen: The fuck do you mean, "who are we firing at?", obviously the goddamn flesh tower!
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Dr. Arkanen looks around the area at the bloodshed and starts to run away before Mulhausen grabs him by the collar of his jacket.
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General Mulhausen: Nice try.
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T.O Ryan: Excuse me sir?
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General Mulhausen: Nothing that concerns you, just fire the-
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6 SCP-7662-A instances emerge from the ground, all 1 meter in diameter, and wrap themselves around the armored vehicles. With a single squeeze, they are crushed immediately.
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General Mulhausen: Mother of christ.
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The residents of Küldaeva continue to walk towards SCP-7662-A. Upon passing any member of Foundation personnel not deemed to have been replaced by SCP-7662, large groups of Nälkä will grab and drag them forward toward SCP-7662. Several members of the PROJECT KLAVAK research team can be seen doing the same.
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General Mulhausen: No, no no no! I will not be letting this fuckin' thing beat us here!
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Mulhausen pulls out his pistol and begins firing at SCP-7662 to no effect.
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General Mulhausen: I will not lose to a glorified-
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The iron-valve hatch releases a visceral scream as more personnel are absorbed into SCP-7662. Residents of Küldaeva have reached the structure and walked into the anomaly, melting into the fleshy walls and pulling unaffected personnel with them. Slowly, a large orb of flesh and biological material begins forming at the top of SCP-7662, hovering slightly above the structure. The iron-valve hatch is inexplicably now located at the front of this orb, positioned directly looking at Mulhausen as though it were an eye. It laughs.
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SCP-7662:What a shame. A foolish head wasted on a good pair of shoulders.
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An orifice opens up on the 5th floor of the structure, firing out a spherical object appearing to be made of bones and ligament directly towards General Mulhausen.
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General Mulhausen: Someone needs to get a fucking HAZMA-
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The object slams through Mulhausen's head, decapitating him instantly. His corpse falls to the ground as Arkanen watches in horror. He looks back up to stare at SCP-7662, which has grown yet another story taller. The orb of flesh above the tower is becoming larger and larger, and small pieces of furniture continue to form and dissolve all around the surface of the structure.
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SCP-7662:Now you see the power of the flesh.
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Barely any personnel remain; those that do continue to unsuccessfully ward off Küldaevan people, who overpower and drag them into SCP-7662. Blood and crushed metal fill the center of the village.
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SCP-7662:I come from somewhere far beyond here. I could not say for sure what I am. I don't know where, nor do I know why I arrived. But I did.
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Arkanen looks around and takes a deep breath, regaining his composure. He raises his arms as several Nälkäns begin to drag him towards SCP-7662. He mouths the words "I'll be with you soon, Änya" as his body is slowly dissolved into the anomaly.
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SCP-7662:When I landed upon this barren rock, I collided with a young boy, instantly removed from this world by my steel-laden face.
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SCP-7662-A instances start to come through the iron-valve hatch, extending towards the bloodied ground around SCP-7662. The larger instances throughout the village begin to wrap around homes and buildings, crushing them instantly.
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SCP-7662:I absorbed his memories. His understanding of faith. His understanding of this cruel world around him. I saw it all, and I reached a realization.
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More and more SCP-7662-A instances sprout from the ground around the structure, attacking the surrounding buildings and grabbing loose bodies, throwing them into SCP-7662. For every instance of biological matter added to the structure, a root or a piece of furniture forms, jutting out from the anomaly.
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SCP-7662:His god was one of flesh, bone tender, and power.
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Pulses of red lights emanate from the orb atop SCP-7662. Images begin to form on the exterior of the structure; faces, humans running, stars forming and falling.
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SCP-7662:I am one of flesh, bone, tender, and power.
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The images disappear. The sounds of roots tunneling through the hills surrounding the village are accompanied by the remaining buildings caving in. All biological components are absorbed by SCP-7662.
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SCP-7662:Thus, it must not be a coincidence I arrived to him. I must be his god.
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The orifice which terminated Mulhausen opens wider, and a child's skeleton is lifted by a root through the hole and raised above the ground.
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SCP-7662:And thus, you disgust me in your failures.
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The skeleton is crushed and absorbed.
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SCP-7662:It matters little to me whether I am right. I must be right.
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Slowly, humanoid figures begin emerging from the sides of SCP-7662; some walk forward, and some remain next to the anomaly, ripping off their body parts and adding them to the structure.
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SCP-7662:Thus, I am YALDABAOTH.
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The humanoids that emerge from the anomaly leave the village, falling down the hillside limply or foraging through the surrounding forests. Their groans and wet screams can be heard piercing through the sounds of tunneling.
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SCP-7662:And thus, you shall submit.
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SCP-7662:This world be torn to viscera.
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Following the above events, SCP-7662 has been reclassified.
Superseding Combat Procedures:4 All efforts of the Foundation are to be focused on the complete termination of SCP-7662 by any means necessary. Any personnel formerly associated with the PROJECT KLAVAK are to be considered MIA and must be terminated on sight. Termination of SCP-7662 roots continues as before; under no circumstances can the anomaly be allowed to
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INCOMING MESSAGE!
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FARTHEST SCP-7662-A NOW NOTED AT 100 KM IN LENGTH. SCP-7662 INFECTION HAS NOW REACHED A MAJOR POPULATION CENTRE (LISBON, PORTUGAL). THE FOUNDATION IS NOW ACTIVATING THE APOLLYON RESPONSE INITIATIVE. ALL PERSONNEL TO INTERACT WITH SCP-7662 FROM THIS POINT ONWARDS ARE CONSIDERED LOST.
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ALERT! SEVERAL SCP-7662 INSTANCES HAVE BEEN SPOTTED ACROSS THE SOUTHERN REGION OF PORTUGAL!
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ALERT! SEVERAL SCP-7662 INSTANCES HAVE BEEN SPOTTED ACROSS THE NORTHERN REGION OF PORTUGAL!
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ALERT! SCP-7662 INFECTION HAS REACHED 25.3% OF PORTUGAL'S LANDMASS.
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ALERT! SCP-7662 INFECTION HAS REACHED 67% OF PORTUGAL'S LANDMASS.
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ALERT! SCP-7662 INFECTION HAS REACHED 92.6% OF PORTUGAL'S LANDMASS.
Special Containment Procedures: There is currently no known method of containing SCP-7698 within a finite area of physical space. As such, containment protocol falls largely under the jurisdiction of the Veil Maintenance Department (VMD).
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If the Foundation is alerted to the presence of SCP-7698 while an OME is in progress, VMD operatives are to be dispatched to the area to halt the patronage of SCP-7698 under the guise of a health inspection for the duration of the OME. If alerted after the cessation of an OME, VMD operatives are to be dispatched to the area of former manifestation in order to identify and amnesthatize witnesses. Any individual who consumes any quantity of SCP-7698-2 is to be remotely monitored via Fly on the Wall Drones for the next 12 hours. Any witnesses present over the course of this period are to be treated with Class-A amnestics following the conclusion of the IME. All SCP-7698-4 instances present during an IME are to be intercepted1 before reaching SCP-7698 and brought to the nearest Foundation site for further study.
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Standard Issue Searchbots2 are to alert the VMD of content containing keywords connected to SCP-7698 and identify the geographical origin of the IP address under which the content was posted. VMD operatives are to be dispatched to said location and apply amnestic treatment to related individuals as needed.
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Description: SCP-7698 is an ice cream van measuring 5m in length and 2m in width and height. It is primarily white in color, with the word “AMONICE” written in red and blue letters on its front, back, and each side. There is an opening on its right side with a collapsible metal awning, behind which is a space resembling a typical food truck interior and populated by SCP-7698-1.
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SCP-7698-1 is believed to be a single male humanoid, and will be referred to singularly hereafter, although the possibility of multiple identical instances has not been conclusively disproven. SCP-7698-1 has never been observed outside of SCP-7698. SCP-7698-1 is caucasian, with black hair and brown eyes, and appears to be between 40-50 years old. SCP-7698-1 wears a white button-up shirt, a red apron, and a blue bowtie. The appearance of SCP-7698-1's lower body is unknown.
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When asked, SCP-7698-1 claims to be named “Amon'' and to be the creator and sole proprietor of the Amonice business. SCP-7698-1 maintains a universally friendly and jovial demeanor during social interactions, regardless of the behavior exhibited by other parties. SCP-7698-1 will not acknowledge any mention of SCP-7698’s anomalous properties. Additionally, SCP-7698-1 will not acknowledge any injury sustained to its person and does not appear to perceive pain in any physical or psychological way. SCP-7698-1 will maintain its baseline behavior up until sustaining a level of injury conducive to terminating non-anomalous humans, at which point it will expire, and SCP-7698 will demanifest prematurely. Injuries will be absent during subsequent appearances.
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SCP-7698 can manifest anywhere within the continental United States, typically appearing in urban and suburban neighborhoods. It is unknown if these locations are selected by SCP-7698-1, as recorded statements suggest that SCP-7698-1 either does not remember or refuses to acknowledge previous manifestations. More than one instance of SCP-7698 has never been observed during a given time period, leading to the supposition that SCP-7698 is a singular vehicle. SCP-7698’s location/locations in multidimensional space during periods outside of manifestation are unknown.
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SCP-7698 manifestations are categorized as either Output Manifestation Events (OMEs) or Intake Manifestation Events (IMEs). OMEs invariably occur on Saturdays or Sundays at exactly 12:00 p.m. in the timezone of manifestation. During an OME, SCP-7698, piloted by SCP-7698-1, will drive between 8-20 km/h through various streets, playing an instrumental version of the song “Turkey in the Straw” from a speaker on its roof, and stopping for any individuals encountered upon its route. Upon request, SCP-7698-1 will obtain various products from an unknown source below the base of SCP-7698's side opening, and will exchange said products for 0.99 USD. SCP-7698 ceases playing music at 12:30 PM, and will either demanifest shortly thereafter or once all customers present at that time have been served.
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Adjacent to SCP-7698's side opening is a multicolored poster containing depictions of the 24 different products that can be purchased from SCP-7698-1 during an OME. The top of the poster reads "CEPHALOPOPS" written in red letters, below which is the phrase "They're Naked and They're Cold!" in blue italicized letters. The products depicted on this poster, designated SCP-7698-2A through SCP-7698-2X or SCP-7698-2 collectively, are quiescently frozen ice confections commonly referred to as ice pops or popsicles within SCP-7698's known range.
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Depiction of SCP-7698-2A advertised on the side of SCP-7698
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All SCP-7698-2 varieties are depicted as identical in shape, possessing a rounded top and four parallel rounded points jutting from its base3, and encasing a wooden tongue depressor meant to serve as a handle. The majority of SCP-7698-2's edible component is comprised of ice interspersed with artificial flavoring and coloring. Two spheres composed of grape-flavored bubble gum are partially embedded in the ice of SCP-7698-2, presumably meant to resemble eyes. Above these spheres, a complex abstract design is encased in the ice. This portion is composed primarily of saltwater taffy, although molecular imaging has identified trace amounts of seminal fluid within the substance. Based on genetic sequencing, the fluid is believed to originate from a currently unknown species of mollusk. The significance of the design, if any, is currently unknown, as SCP-7698-1 responds dismissively to any questions regarding the topic4.
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SCP-7698-2 varieties primarily differ in the flavor of the ice and taffy components, as well as the layout of the taffy design. All SCP-7698-2 varieties possess flavors typically found in non-anomalous ice pops5. Each SCP-7698-2 variety has a name displayed below its depiction on the poster. These names are alliterative and consist of said variety's flavor followed by a common English name, such as Cherry Charlie and Lemon Lucy. Based on recorded statements, SCP-7698-1 seems to be under the impression that SCP-7698-2 instances depict characters that are widely known amongst the general public, and it has implied that each character has a distinct personality.
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Any human who ingests over a certain proportion of an SCP-7698-2 instance6, hereafter designated SCP-7698-3, will experience several anomalous alterations to their anatomy and behavior over the following 8-10 hours, culminating in the creation of a single SCP-7698-4 instance.
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Though their appearance varies between instances, SCP-7698-4 largely resemble ammonoid cephalopods. They are capable of hovering as high as 8m above the ground due to a network of ventricles containing hydrogen gas within their shells. They propel themselves through synchronized undulations of their 10 tentacles. Captured specimens live indefinitely without needing to eat, drink, or sleep, and exhibit no desire to engage in said activities. To date, no SCP-7698 instances have displayed behavior that would suggest sapience, but they do possess self-awareness and moderate emotional complexity, often behaving socially with both each other and standard humans. There are currently 211 SCP-7698-4 instances in containment.
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Intake Manifestation Events occur in the same location as the previous Output Manifestation Event, transpiring approximately 11 hours after its cessation. By this time, most SCP-7698-3 instances resulting from the previous OME will have exited their place of residence by any means necessary and subsequently completed their transformation into SCP-7698-4 instances. During an IME, SCP-7698 travels along the same route as it did during the previous OME. SCP-7698 does not play music during an IME, instead emanating a 34-55kHz warbling noise7. SCP-7698-4 instances are attracted to this sound, and thus will congregate into a swarm trailing behind SCP-7698 as it travels. Upon reaching the end of its original route, SCP-7698 will halt, and SCP-7698-1 will reach through SCP-7698’s side opening with an abnormally large butterfly net8, which it will use to capture any adjacent SCP-7698-4 instances using broad scooping motions. Once all SCP-7698-4 instances in the immediate area have been retrieved, the net will be retracted, and SCP-7698 will demanifest.
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Addendum 3834.1:Initial Specimen Report
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On 07/08/2016, at 17:44 EST, the Veil Maintenance Department received an automated security alert regarding an anomalous medical phenomenon located in ████████ General Hospital in ████████, New Jersey. The subject of said anomaly was a 12yo male named █████ ████, but will be referred to as SCP-7698-3.1 or “the subject” hereafter. Following this alert, SCP-7698-3.1 was covertly detained by Foundation operatives and escorted to Site-83 for further study. At the time of its initial arrival, the subject had undergone significant physical alterations that greatly inhibited its capacity for speech. However, the subject displayed no signs of mental impairment, and was thus able to understand and coherently respond to questioning when provided with a means of producing text. Upon preliminary interview, the subject described the purchase and consumption of an ice pop dubbed “Green-Apple Gary” from an ice-cream van labeled “Amonice”. It was through this interview that Foundation personnel were first informed of SCP-7698’s existence, although SCP-7698 itself was not encountered until 08/21/2016.
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The following is a compilation of research documents derived from the ongoing case study of SCP-7698-3.1 and related/resultant anomalies, led by Senior Researcher Dr. Leonard Owens. Included is a transcript of the Observation Logs recorded by Dr. Owens over a several-hour time span following SCP-7698-3.1’s acquisition. For the purposes of safety and security, the subject was fastened by the torso to a semi-erect standard hospital bed for the duration of the research process. Due to the inviability of verbal communication, a keyboard connected to a text-display monitor was provided, and the subject was instructed to record any notable subjective experiences through this medium. Dr. Owens observed SCP-7698-3.1 remotely during this time, utilizing live camera feeds from multiple angles and a two-way line of both auditory and typed communication. Transcriptions of SCP-7698-3.1’s messages have been presented in blue.
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Preliminary Observations: The tongue of SCP-7698-3.1 has increased in width and height by approximately 500%, fully obstructing the mouth and preventing closure of the jaw. The tongue’s entire surface area is a light-green hue. Discoloration resembles staining caused by typical ice pop consumption, but cannot be removed through conventional means. Subject exhibits emotions and behaviors that would be expected of humans under such conditions. Cooperation with research personnel has been achieved through the promise of a cure9.
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BEGIN LOG: 07/08/2016, 19:40:00 EST
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19:40:01: SCP-7698-3.1 is transported into Observation Chamber B-19 by two assistant researchers. Subject’s eye expressions suggest worry.
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19:40:32 Keyboard and display monitor are introduced to the subject. During this process, the subject starts to rub its hands against both of its cheeks while wincing.
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19:41:14: Assistants exit the chamber. Subject begins to type with his right hand while continuing to rub its left cheek.
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19:41:27:I have the worst brain freeze ever
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19:41:43:I never understood why it’s called brain freeze, it's more like the roof of my mouth
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19:41:58:I always hated it. Can you make it stop? Like with painkillers or something?
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19:43:37: Skin on the left and right sides of the subject’s cranium begins to indent in certain areas, forming shallow crevices. Subject appears to be unaware of this, and continues cheek-rubbing behavior.
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19:54:33: Ten adjacent papillae on the tip of the subject's tongue begin to enlarge and rearrange into a ring formation.
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20:01:43: Enlarged papillae begin to elongate.
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20:08:19: Cranial grooves coalesce into a distinct spiral pattern on each side of the subject’s head.
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20:14:50: Growth of 10 frontal papillae is arrested at approximately 25cm in length. The resulting structures resemble muscular tentacles. They have shifted into a ring formation upon the tip of the tongue. An indentation in the tongue develops in the center of said ring.
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20:23:13 Tongue indentation has progressed into a spacious cavity connected to the tongue’s surface by a sphinctered orifice.
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20:25:16:but i have to get to schoool
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20:25:27:supposed to meer up with freinds
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20:27:53: Subject’s upper body vibrates forcefully. Two pustulant sores develop in parallel on the left and right sides of the subject’s tongue.
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20:30:23: Subject begins to violently spasm, hindering the fMRI’s attachment and activation process. Tongue sores rapidly swell in size while enlarged papillae twitch with increasing frequency and strength.
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20:31:14: fMRI Complex is activated. Initial readings reveal several anatomical aberrations, including the permeation of the external spiraling grooves into the skull, pressurized gaseous pockets within the intracranial space, and severe damage to the cerebral cortex from the resulting compression. Neurological activity resembles that of a grand mal seizure.
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20:32:06: Subject suddenly goes completely limp and ceases movement. This is accompanied by fMRI readings indicating an abrupt transition into an entirely comatose state.
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20:33:23: As assistants are preparing the heart-rate and BOL monitors, neurological activity abruptly resumes, though it is relegated to the cerebellum and spinal cord. fMRI readings suggest that electrical impulses are emanating from the subject’s tongue and radiating through the central nervous system.
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20:33:34: Lateral tongue sores simultaneously burst, expelling pus across the immediate area. Embedded within each former sore site is a complex eye with a violet iris and an oblong pupil. Enlarged papillae begin to move in full undulating motions.
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20:33:39: Subject flails violently in what appears to be an attempt to escape its restraints. Several cracking sounds can be heard within the subject’s torso. Assistants move hectically around the chamber, appearing unsure of how to respond to the subject’s abrupt surge in activity.
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20:33:45: Dr. Owens exits the remote observation room and enters the experimental chamber wielding a syringe containing an intravenous sedative. Papillae undulations become synchronized and start to increase in frequency.
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20:34:03: Sedative is administered into the subject’s right shoulder. Initially there is no noticeable effect.
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20:34:46: Subject’s bodily movements start to slow and weaken, but the enlarged papillae continue to increase in speed.
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20:34:57: Subject ceases thrashing and places both hands on the sides of its head.
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20:35:00: Subject decapitates itself with an upward jerking motion. Its arms and body go limp immediately after this, but its detached head remains elevated, hovering about 2m above the ground. Enlarged papillae continue to undulate synchronously, propelling the head away from Dr. Owens and the assistant researchers, all of whom watch in motionless silence.
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Subsequent Research Findings: Following the conclusion of the transformation process, SCP-7698-3.1’s headless body displayed no vital functions. Post-mortem autopsy revealed several broken ribs and severe organ trauma, which is believed to be the result of the subject’s forceful thrashing against its restraints. The body decomposed at a typical rate and exhibited no anomalous properties.
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To date, SCP-7698-3.1’s head, designated SCP-7698-4.1, remains alive and alert. The skin, cartilage, external cranial muscles, and original eyes decomposed at a typical rate, resulting in an exposed skull, while the tongue and brain displayed no signs of decay. SCP-7698-4.1 becomes visibly stressed when in the presence of Dr. Owens, often attempting to flee or hide from him. However, SCP-7698-4.1 exhibits no such aversion to other humans and is receptive to physical contact with personnel who it is familiar with. This led to the incidental discovery that scratching the former “chin” of SCP-7698-4.1 causes it to excrete a viscous stream of green-apple flavored saltwater taffy from the orifice between its tentacles. Similar properties have been observed in all subsequent SCP-7698-4 instances.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-780 must be kept in a locked steel box 10 cm x 10 cm x 10 cm, with walls at least 1 cm thick. This box is to be kept on a 5 meter pedestal, at the center of a 20 meter x 20 meter concrete room. Individuals wishing to approach SCP-780 must submit to a full-body search, and may not bring plants (living or artificial), images of plants, descriptions of plants, or digital displays of any kind within 10 meters of SCP-780 except as part of a preapproved test protocol. Individuals with plant tattoos are likewise forbidden from approaching SCP-780 except during testing.
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Description: SCP-780 is a small bead, 1 cm in diameter, shaped like a rounded gem with numerous facets and a hole at its center. It appears to be made of a clear amorphous substance; studies suggest it has a structure similar to that of polyvinyl chloride, but this does not account for its reaction to plants. While SCP-780 does not melt at temperatures exceeding 3500 K, cooling it to below 24 K temporarily changes its structure into a crystalline form, allowing it to be damaged by blunt impacts.
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When a plant or representation of a plant (including artificial plants, photographs of plants, drawings and paintings of plants, particularly vivid textual descriptions of plants, or any of the above appearing on a screen of any sort) is placed within 10 meters of SCP-780, it begins to levitate and will fly towards the plant. How SCP-780 detects plants is unknown at this time. If restrained, SCP-780 will become increasingly agitated until the plant is removed from its radius.
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If allowed to come into contact with the plant (hereafter the "host plant"), SCP-780 will stick to it for a period of five (5) seconds, at which time it will fall to the floor. Once it lays flat against the ground, it cannot be removed except as noted below. Within ten (10) minutes, a shoot will be seen growing from within the hole at the center of SCP-780; this will mature to a fully-grown specimen of the host plant within twenty-four (24) hours. This new plant is designated SCP-780-1. Even if the host plant was not a living, physical plant, SCP-780-1 will be, though in all other traits (color, height, general form) it will match the depiction of the host plant.
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SCP-780-1 has the same requirements for sun and atmosphere as the host plant, but does not have a root system, and therefore does not require water or any particular soil conditions. Despite lacking roots, SCP-780-1 will not fall over regardless of imbalance or pressure applied; attempts to dig up the ground SCP-780-1 sits on result in [DATA EXPUNGED]. SCP-780-1 is equally susceptible to damage as the host plant; anything which would kill the host plant will also kill SCP-780-1. Upon its death, it will rot unusually quickly, and SCP-780 may be retrieved.
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At maturity, each instance of SCP-780-1 produces new copies of SCP-780. In flowering plants, the copies are found at the base of each flower, usually replacing the ovary. In non-flowering plants, the copy replaces seeds, spores, or other such propagules. Each reproductive structure (flower, cone, spore capsule) produces exactly one copy of SCP-780. When SCP-780-1 portrays a plant species that does not undergo sexual reproduction, a single new copy of SCP-780 forms at the base of SCP-780-1. These new copies of SCP-780 will break out of SCP-780-1 and affix to the nearest plant not generated by SCP-780, or remain inert if no such plant exists within their radius. Flowers or seeds removed from SCP-780-1 before maturation contain smaller, misshapen copies of SCP-780, which do not react to plants in any way.
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Addendum 780a: SCP-780 was recovered when flyovers of the Atacama desert reported an odd stand of mangrove trees where existing water should have been insufficient for their survival. Initial response from the Chilean government included a botanist carrying "███████████ ██ ████," which included a picture of a rose bush on the cover. Upon approaching the site, multiple copies of SCP-780 flew toward the book, and the researchers fled; when they returned a day later, many more rose bushes were growing at the site. Communication between the research team and their contacts was intercepted by Agent █████, who intervened on behalf of the Chilean government. Mobile Containment Task Force ███ ("███████ ████") was dispatched, who used incendiary devices to incinerate all plants in the area. All instances of SCP-780 were retrieved, and all but one has been destroyed to reduce the risk of further growth.
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SCP-7973 is characterized by a systematic reduction in the manifestation of anomalous phenomena. This phenomenon is observed following the complete dissolution of the Veil, a metaphysical barrier that conceals and separates the anomalous from the mundane.
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The decline of anomalous phenomena is not limited to the Foundation's jurisdiction but extends globally, potentially further. Reports from other organizations and independent researchers in the anomalous community corroborate this trend. Verified data suggests that SCP-7973 is affecting all known anomalies, regardless of their origin or nature.
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Initial theories suggest that the destruction of the Veil disrupted the underlying metaphysical mechanisms responsible for the sustained existence of anomalous entities. It is hypothesized that the Veil acted as a stabilizing force, maintaining the balance between the anomalous and the non-anomalous. With its removal, anomalous phenomena appear to be returning to a state of equilibrium, aligning with the natural laws governing the universe.
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SCP-7973 only affects anomalies discovered or occurring after the Veil is dissipated, as anomalies documented before SCP-7973 remain unaffected. The reasoning behind this is currently unknown. Current models predict the prevalence of new anomalous phenomena will cease entirely by the year 2071.
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In order to better understand SCP-7973, and the anomalous at large, Foundation dispatched Doctor Tiana Mark Rosanne to conduct a series of interviews with several anomalous researchers/related personnel. These interviews aimed to acquire additional insights into the nature of anomalies. The following logs contain the transcriptions of said interviews, accompanied by relevant contextual details.
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Interviewed: Dr. Gears
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+Foreword: The following interview was conducted a few weeks after the Veil was dissolved, with SCP-7973 being only theoretical at the time. Due to Dr. Gears being the current lead researcher for new anomalous phenomena, he specifically was chosen.
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+Dr. Rosanne walks into the room. She waves over at Dr. Gears, before sitting in front of him.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Afternoon, Gears! Don't look a day over thirty!
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+Dr. Gears: Who are you?
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+Dr. Rosanne stands silently, before resuming.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Tiana Mark Rosanne? Doctor, interviewer…
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+Dr. Gears: Apologies, you look different than I heard.
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+Dr. Rosanne: No worries! So, anyhow, you're wondering why I dragged you out here—
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+Dr. Gears: No, in fact, I think I know exactly why. Heard something about statistics being off.
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+Dr. Rosanne: The statistics, yeah? Just need to say a few things for the file, hope you don't mind.
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+Dr. Gears: Go ahead.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Well—The guys at the statistics department were having… not the best time, if you can believe it. They were studying the number of anomalies that happened every week, as usual, and you'd expect it to just… Massively jump, right? 'Cause the Veil is gone now.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Not at all! It started to decrease. Not by much, mind you, but the top minds all agreed that its a roughly 0.005% decrease than normal. Granted, four weeks is often not enough data, but they've been going through that stuff for years and never has it went down consistently!
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+Dr. Gears: Hm, I see.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Well, I just have an important question. What do you consider "anomalous"?
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+Dr. Gears: Well, to put it simply, I define an anomaly as anything that deviates from our current understanding of the natural world and defies the laws of physics or known scientific principles. Granted, the natural world is surely changing, but I think it still makes sense.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Alright, got that jotted down. Do you think anomalies are inherently dangerous?
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+Dr. Gears: No. Anomalies can certainly pose risks and threats, especially if they are uncontained or poorly understood. However, anomalies themselves are not inherently good or evil, they're simply anomalous. I have seen anomalies both capable of helping and harming the Foundation.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Makes sense to me. If this "SCP-7973" does exist, do you think it means anything big?
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+Dr. Gears: It's impossible to say without more data. But in my opinion, it could signify a more troubling issue, such as a fundamental shift in the fabric of reality, although that is just a theory.
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+Dr. Rosanne: I see—Once we got more information, I'll try to remind you! Although you're leagues above me, so you might know.
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+Dr. Gears nods.
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+Dr. Gears: Understood.
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+<End Log>
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In the subsequent weeks following the interview, SCP-7973's influence has exhibited a noticeable escalation. Over a period of seven months, only the subsequent categories of anomalies have been identified:
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Due to the dramatic decrease in anomalies, several groups of interest were interviewed in order to understand SCP-7973 further. Certain groups such as Gamers Against Weed and the Church of the Broken God were observed to continue their operations in an unchanged manner. Although most interviews yielded no notable information, the Global Occult Coalition have reported a similar number in decreased anomalies. Below is an interview with Undersecretary General D. C. Al Fine.
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+<Begin Log>
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+Dr. Rosanne opens the door and walks into the room. D. C. Al Fine scoffs.
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+Al Fine: You know, for something so important, the Foundation should've sent more than one person. I was expecting a meeting with the O5's, that's what Seven told me.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Sorry, they're busy right now, miss. I'm Dr. Rosanne, it's nice to meet you. I've just got a few questions to ask, it won't take long.
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+Al Fine: If this is anything that isn't about another North Korea happening, then I couldn't care less.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Well, it's about anomalies. In short; they're starting to just… stop appearing.
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+Al Fine: Yeah, we realized that. Initially we thought you were just getting a hand of them first, but seeing your worry, I'm guessing there's more to this?
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+Dr. Rosanne: We… Don't know.
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+Al Fine: Son of a bitch…
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+Dr. Rosanne: But! But we have some leads, which is why I'm here. Before anything, I need to ask. What do you consider anomalous?
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+Al Fine: Typically? Threats. We've seen dozens of them that can end up ending the world, tons that have sent tens of people to their graves. We've seen the library end the world before, so we absolutely know how dangerous they can be!
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+Dr. Rosanne: Yes, while that is true, they're not all dangerous. Like, random example… there's this big ball of slime, makes people happy! So they're not all—
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+Al Fine: I'm going to have to cut you off right there. Granted, there are a few anomalies that help. Hell, we got plenty of them. But the truth is, the majority of them are dangerous and deadly. It's astounding that the number has decreased, but maybe it's for the better.
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+Dr. Rosanne: For the better? I wouldn't say that, like… for every deadly anomaly that no longer exists, there has to be another that could help us, right?
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+Al Fine: First, you never use the good ones for the sake of the people, so that shouldn't be your worry. And second, less anomalies means the Foundation doesn't have to employ as many people. For every murder monster, that's at least fifty people that work for something else.
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+Dr. Rosanne is silent.
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+Al Fine: See? Whatever is causing this… anomapocalypse, it doesn't matter. It's better in the end.
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+Dr. Rosanne: I'll be ending this interview.
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+Al Fine: It's the truth, sorry to burst your bubble.
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+<End Log>
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+Note: Dr. Rosanne was disciplined for her unprofessional behavior.
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Further statistic reports imply a significant downward trend for new anomalies. Contrary to the earlier projection of anomalies persisting until the year 2071, Foundation analysts now anticipate this occurrence to transpire within a considerably shorter time frame, potentially within the next decade. Over the past year, only 3 instances of anomalous humanoids have been documented. In an effort to further understand SCP-7973, Dr. Rosanne has submitted a formal request for an interview with a humanoid anomaly currently under Foundation custody.
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+Foreword: SCP-049 was situated behind a wall of glass in order to avoid accidental or intentional contact. Dr. Rosanne communicated to SCP-049 through a microphone.
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+<Begin Log>
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+Dr. Rosanne: Good morning, sir.
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+SCP-049: Sir?
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+SCP-049: No need for the formalities, please.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Okie dokie. So, I'm guessing you heard the news about the Veil being broke?
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+SCP-049: The veil?
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+Dr. Rosanne: Oh yeah, in captivity, sorry! Basically, everybody knows about the anomalous, and people like you! Unfortunately we still need to keep you contained, touch of death and all that… but that's some more interaction, maybe.
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+SCP-049: Interesting, I knew something felt… off. There was a lot of indistinct chatter about Korea, maybe some time I could visit? Bless them with my cure?
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+Dr. Rosanne: Yeah, sure—Anyways! I do have a few things to say, but the main one is your opinion on the anomalous. What do you consider "anomalous"?
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+SCP-049: Ah, an intriguing question indeed. Don't think anyone has bothered to ask. Well, my fellow doctor, I consider the anomalous to be that which eludes your feeble comprehension. It is the essence of fear, the embodiment of the unknown. And I must say, I relish in it.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Well, yes, but like… The dark is the unknown, but we don't try and contain darkness.
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+SCP-049: Ah, but darkness holds its own secrets, doesn't it? You fear the unknown lurking within the shadows. It is not the mere absence of light that sends shivers down your spine; it is the possibility that something watches you, that something sinister stirs in the depths.
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+Dr. Rosanne: I guess you're right. If that's the case, what we do understand can all be explained, there's reasoning behind all of it. But for you, no offense, your death-touch isn't anything we can put together with science.
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+SCP-049: Believe me, Dr. Rosanne, I am well aware of the limitations of your scientific endeavors. But let me ask you this: Would a caveman try to contain fire? Would a peasant attempt to harness electricity, keeping it hidden from the prying eyes of the masses? You may not grasp my true nature yet, but there is far more to me than meets the eye.
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+Dr. Rosanne: So, there's aspects of things that transcend our perspective of science? Since we see things we don't know and we're all too quick to think its a threat?
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+SCP-049: Precisely, doctor. There are forces and phenomena in this world that exist beyond the feeble boundaries of conventional knowledge. Just because we cannot fathom or control them with our limited understanding does not render them purposeless or devoid of meaning.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Makes enough sense. Maybe some day, you can finally walk again… I do feel sorry for you sometimes.
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+SCP-049: Don't be burdened by sympathy, doctor. I am a patient being, and solitude holds its own peculiar charm, wouldn't you agree?
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+Dr. Rosanne shifts around in her seat, looking down at her clipboard.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Guess it's over?
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+O5-13: Hm?
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+Dr. Rosanne: SCP-7973, it's uh… too late, no more anomalies? No more new anomalies—
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+O5-13: I don't necessarily agree on that, Tiana.
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+Dr. Rosanne: But sir, we've been tracking this for years! It—
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+O5-13: Please don't call me sir, I dislike the formalities.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Okay, sorry! Thirteen, is that fine?
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+O5-13 nods. He reaches into his pockets and pulls out a packet of cigarettes. He puts one in his mouth, then lights it with a lighter. He offers one to Dr. Rosanne.
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+Dr. Rosanne: No thank you.
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+O5-13: Say, Rosanne? What do you consider anomalous?
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+Dr. Rosanne: Me? I'm typically the one asking! But—I'm not sure. There's several times where I thought something was much more than it really was, I was terrified when I was younger on what I didn't understand. So… that's why I'm here. Not sure. What about you?
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+O5-13: Nothing. I don't really consider anything anomalous at this point. I've been a council member for fifty years, and I've surely changed. Being forced to work with a talking computer ever since I was in my early 20s might've been responsible for that.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Really?
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+O5-13: Mhm. Do you know how many SCPs were formerly some great big anomaly, before we got out heads out of out asses and realized otherwise?
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+Dr. Rosanne: Fifteen? Twenty-two?
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+O5-13:More than forty. Some are ridiculous, looking back on it. Ever heard of Temporary Secretary??
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+Dr. Rosanne: Yeah, pretty weird, although I kind of like it. Is it anomalous?
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+O5-13: No. Not at all. Four thought it was, though. He convinced quite a few of us. I've heard hours of anomalous music, thought it was something more. Turns out it just sucks.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Alright, but that's just one example, there can't be—
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+O5-13:Furred Trout, Awesome Points, Slot Goblins, Lightning targeting people—do I need to continue?
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+Dr. Rosanne: What exactly are you trying to say?
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+O5-13: SCP-7973 does not exist.
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+Dr. Rosanne: It doesn't? But—That's not true, all the evidence—
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+O5-13: I can name at least twenty new anomalous humanoids that directly contradict your evidence. The foundation hasn't done anything to contain them, since the Veil broke. We didn't catalogue them, because we simply didn't need to. Say, do you know what SCP-001 is?
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+Dr. Rosanne: I can't say I have, no.
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+O5-13:It was simply a sheet of paper that described what normalcy is. Changed it a lot, removed and added things, but recently, I shredded it.
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+Dr. Rosanne: You did what? But—
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+O5-13: Don't get your panties in a twist! I got everyone's consent before doing that. We decided it wasn't needed, since there really aren't any anomalies, is there?
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+Dr. Rosanne: I guess you're right—but one thing is bugging me. Now what?
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+O5-13: We do what we must. I'll tell the team to update the file, take a break. That's an order.
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+Dr. Rosanne: Alright, sir-
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+O5-13: Just call me thirteen, please.
Description: SCP-7973-EX refers to the inherent concept of normalcy and the subjective perception of it by individuals within society. The phenomenon encompasses the collective understanding and societal consensus on what is considered typical, ordinary, or expected in various aspects of life.
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Because of this, SCP-7973-EX is subject to change.
Containment Class: Euclid
+Threat Class: Multiversal
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+Special Containment Procedures:
+The specifics of SCP-8023 containment endeavours, as outlined in the 2032 Cross-Foundation Agreement, fall under the CHIAROSCURO Project and are currently not subject to change. These measures are in effect for all 574 current DoMD member universes as well as a further 741 collaborator universes.
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These containment measures include primarily:
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Prevention of the spread of residual anomalies linked to a now mostly defunct GoI-X01 'Rea-Utis per'.
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Support and collaboration in the containment of multiversal anomalies linked to GoI-X01, SCP-7023, SCP-8023, or any other related anomalies.
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Regulation or inhibition of travel to and from SCP-8023 on a case-by-case basis.
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For a full list of outlined containment procedures, see the 2032 Cross-Foundation Agreement, the CHIAROSCURO Project Modus Operandi, or the First Multiversal Crisis Archival Documents.
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A Cross-Foundation research station, dubbed Site-1Ξ has been established within SCP-8023 with the permission of the local government. Personnel stationed at Site-1Ξ are rotated in three-month intervals due to the psychological stress of local reality and time anomalies. As per Ethics Committee Ruling #7329-12, vital personnel with long-term physical health conditions should be prioritized for transfer to Site-1Ξ.
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Field operatives navigating SCP-8023 are to be equipped with specialised flashlights crafted from local materials by the on-site engineering staff as well as instructed to stay within lit-up areas unless necessary.
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The Department of Multiversal Defense is a cross-universal Foundation agency created originally in 2018 by the Hexauniversal Foundation Collaboration Agreement, tasked with surveying the Multiverse for possible outside threats as well as ensuring collaboration and information exchange between different variants of the SCP Foundation. As of 2039, DoMD consists of 574 member universes as well as a further 741 collaborator universes. DoMD is not the only SCP Foundation agency of its kind in the multiverse. See, for example, the Multi-Foundation Pact of 1981.
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Photograph taken from inside a decrepit public building within the Free Port of SCP-8023.
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Description:
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An extrauniversal pocket of anomalous spacetime previously designated Universe-XT/007ω.
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An incorporeal Apex-tier Pluripotent Entity inhabiting the entirety of this spacetime, also known as 'Mar-duvin'.
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The laws of physics within SCP-8023 are inherently anomalous with the average Local Reality Measurement being within 5 points of magnitude lower than is considered to be baseline for universes typically inhabited by non-anomalous human beings. This mainly manifests when observing light sources within SCP-8023 as the entire universe is permanentely coated in thick everpresent darkness, believed to be an effect of the Apex-tier entity residing in it. So far, only light sources found within SCP-8023 have been able to penetrate this anomalous darkness, being able to light up their surroundings up to 5 meters while still being small enough to carry around.
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Other notable effects of anomalous spacetime include an extremely slow form of decay experienced by matter inside of SCP-8023, causing injuries or damage that would otherwise be fatal to be survivable. Death caused by natural causes is almost impossible inside SCP-8023. A similar effect has been documented in places with extremely low Hume levels before. In addition to this, whenever a sentient being inside of SCP-8023 is left in absolute darkness, they will eventually teleport to a different part of SCP-8023 that is also in absolute darkness, usually close to a nearby light source or structure, often ending up where they came from. It is currently unknown if these effects are inherent to the anomalous spacetime, or if these are conscious efforts of the Apex-tier entity to keep the inhabitants out of harm.
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In addition to this, the local flow of time is significantly unstable, often leading to time anomalies and differences in how locals perceive time. This fact has made it possible for the local community to have had a functioning infrastructure with hundreds of buildings when it was first discovered merely 10 years after its founding.
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This extrauniversal spacetime is potentially infinite and empty except for a non-Euclidean expanse of land in its center, which is made out of a dark grey rock-like substance. A local community of people has been established within SCP-8023, designated Free Port #23, known to the local populace as 'Ai'gazar-En' or 'City of the Accursed'. This stretch of land has thus far not been properly surveyed due to anomalous local topography as well as size but estimates given by residents claim that the city is about 780-950 km2 but has expanded significantly in recent years. The local atmosphere is breathable, albeit with some difficulty, as it contains slightly less oxygen than humans from most baseline universes are accustomed to.
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Almost all inhabitants of SCP-8023 are human and function as semi-permanent residents, as there is no food supply, poor living conditions for permanent habitation, and disorienting local geography. As such, SCP-8023 (and FP-23) is mostly inhabited by multiversal refugees as well as 'The Accursed', referring to people with any form of a fatal, non-curable condition such as illness, injury, or curses.1 Notably, around 19% of questioned inhabitants have been affected by SCP-7023 and the recent Multiversal Crisis. 'The Accursed' are multiversal travelers who come to SCP-8023 on an irregular basis to temporarily escape their condition and stay within the anomaly for as long as they are able to.
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The local inhabitants view 'Mar-duvin' (the Apex-tier Entity designated SCP-8023) as a benevolent godly being that merely allows them to reside within itself, calling it many names such as 'Safe Shadow' and 'Bliss od Darkness'. No institutionalized worship of this entity exists, however many people within SCP-8023 rever Mar-duvin and the oldest inhabitants of the city sometimes claim that "it is currently dormant", implying this hasn't always been the case.
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Rea-Utis per (GoI-X01)
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The hostile memetic civilisation, known as Rea Utis-per, was a multiversal threat, whose goal was the conversion and infection of other universes to their beliefs. The origin of this powerful memetic virus is still unknown. In order to conquer other universes, they constructed an Eigen-weapon capable of targeting the multiversal variation signature, meaning it could target a specific person across all possible universes and then collapse those variations into a single one.
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Addendum 8023.1: Discovery
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The Department of Multiversal Defense first discovered SCP-8023 in 2032 during the ongoing Multiversal Crisis following the invasion of a hostile memetic light-based civilisation known as GoI-X01 'Rea Utis-per' ten years prior. The conflict, which affected several hundreds of universes, was sparked over a new multiversal Eigen-weapon (SCP-7023) used by the enemy to destroy all multiversal variants of objects and people, collapsing them into a single variant that was highly unstable and eventually fatal. This effect was devastating to Foundation leadership in many allied universes, as many of them had a close similarity percentage, meaning specific people, locations or objects could be erased across all of these universes in a single use of the Eigen-weapon.
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After a decade of prolonged war between 'Rea Utis-per' and The Department of Multiversal Defense, it appeared that the enemy ceased their attacks on multiple key target universes as they suddenly had to relocate their resources somewhere else. Reports from field agents started to mention 'shadow entities' appearing during battles attacking the enemy combatants. Attempts to follow the multiversal signature of these entities revealed their origin to be an extrauniversal pocket of anomalous spacetime, which was designated Universe-XT/007ω and later reclassified as SCP-8023.
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In search of an alliance against the threat of 'Rea Utis-per', the Foundation Department of Multiversal Defense created a diplomatic committee that was sent to SCP-8023 after the initial location has been deemed safe by MTF Gala-4 "Dark Lords". Despite not being able to communicate with the Apex-tier Entity within, these representatives met with the inhabitants of SCP-8023 and initiated diplomatic relations. At first, there were very few inhabitants present in the city and they had little knowledge of the origin and purpose of SCP-8023. With their permission, a Temporary Research Station was created within, later expanded into a more permanent Site-1Ξ.
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Despite the initial connection between the shadow entities attacking 'GoI-X01' and SCP-8023, no such entity was ever observed inside of SCP-8023. These entities have not been observed in any of the allied Foundation universes since the end of the Crisis in 2034 and the collapse of GoI-X01.
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The anomalous city-state of Ai'gazar-En was founded in 2022 by a group of survivors from Universe-ZL/018b, one of the first universes conquered by Rea Utis-per during the Crisis. This initial community, led by a man named Sajid Inturmann, faced many hardships due to the inherent anomalies within SCP-8023 but they were also able to harness these anomalies and use them to their benefit.
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Today Ai'gazar-En is permanently inhabited by hundreds to thousands of people at any given time,7 however the exact overall number of citizens has never been counted. City Council, exchanged every three months, together with a person known as The Interpreter, form a sort of government structure for the local community, even though many residents of Ai'gazar-En prefer their privacy and deliberately try to isolate themselves from others.
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Buildings are mostly spread out in small groups close to each other and lit up using specialised lanterns made from local materials, which produce a turquoise or green light capable of illuminating the anomalous darkness. There are however many buildings separated from others by chunks of darkness, which makes it almost impossible to access them due to the inherent teleportation properties of local topology. As such, it is virtually impossible for anyone who doesn't know the precise distances and directions, to find these isolated buildings.
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In addition to this, prolonged exposure to SCP-8023 and its anomalous effects seems to be detrimental to the human psyche. Whether this is an effect of the everpresent darkness, poor living conditions, or the low level of local reality and temporal anomalies is unknown. These effects on the human mind have however been recorded in a location with similar properties.
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Addendum 8023.3: PITCH DARK Incident
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On the 27th of August 2039, Site-1Ξ sent out a distress signal to DoMD leadership, claiming the light sources both inside and outside of the building had gone out simultaneously. Soon after, all contact with Site-1Ξ was lost. In response, MTF Gala-4 "Dark Lords" was sent into SCP-8023 to investigate finding that the local topology had changed drastically and Site-1Ξ was nowhere to be found.
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Local inhabitants appeared just as confused as the Team and claimed there was a temporary 'blackout' during which the positions of all structures, objects, and people changed. This was the first recorded instance of such an event in the city's history, prompting both the locals and the MTF to search for answers. Especially as many structures around the central hub of the city seemed to be completely alien to the locals.
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Dr. Simon Gutarix, a former decorated field agent with 40 years of experience in the field and also a member of on-site medical personnel, was soon found wandering around the newly-formed city square, claiming to have ventured outside of Site-1Ξ for a breath of fresh air, before everything went dark. He was directed to temporarily join the four-man team to aid in their investigation.
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Exploration Video Log Transcript, Part I
+Date: 27/08/2039
+Exploration Team: Mobile Task Force Gala-4 "Dark Lords"
+Location of Interest: SCP-8023
+Team Lead: G-4 Star
+Team Members: G-4 Tray, G-4 Fall, G-4 Reve, Dr. Gutarix
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G-4 Star: … Alright, I guess we're taking the Doctor with us if the Command ordered it.
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G-4 Tray: You don't seem too happy about it, Captain.
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G-4 Star: No comment, Tray. So, what do you suggest we do first, Doctor?
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Dr. Gutarix: (Hesitantly.) I believe we should ask some of the locals for help. It's their terrain and we know very little about it.
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G-4 Fall: We already asked them and they're just as confused, if not more, old man. No offense.
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Dr. Gutarix: None taken. I wasn't talking about their maps being useless in here. We need a guide, someone who spent a long time- (Pauses to take a breath.) -here. Simply someone who knows more than us.
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G-4 Reve: I heard there's this guy they call the Interpreter. He does like this, this- Communication with the entity here. Allegedly.
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Dr. Gutarix: Good thinking. That was also my first guess but nobody has seen him since the blackout.
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G-4 Tray: Alright, so someone else then. There's supposed to be a City Council or something, no? We go to them.
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G-4 Star: Tray, we've already asked the guy in charge of the diplomatic paperwork and he knew less than nothing. Not to worry though, I'm sure the old man here has something more specific in mind.
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Dr. Gutarix: … I do. Elsa Zhevnicz.
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G-4 Star: Are you- are you sure about this?
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Dr. Gutarix: Well no, but she's our best bet. Or do you know anyone else here who makes their living by searching for things in the dark?
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G-4 Tray: The old man has a point, Captain.
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G-4 Star: That he does, Tray…
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Dr. Gutarix: I've asked a couple of people who claimed they saw her a few minutes ago. Can't be that hard to find.
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G-4 Fall: Isn't she- you know- (He makes a rotation motion with his hand close to his head.)
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G-4 Tray: A redhead?
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G-4 Fall: I meant crazy, you idiot.
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G-4 Tray: Same thing if you ask me.
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G-4 Star: Enough. We'll discuss your inappropriate behaviour later but for now, let's go find the woman. Hopefully, she's better company than you lot. (He gestures the rest to move out.)
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Team Gala-4 successfully managed to locate Ms. Zhevnicz in a decrepit apartment building which has now relocated to the opposite side of the city from its original location. During their trip there, agents discovered an anomalous object confirmed to be a pine tree, roughly 30 meters in height, although only the bottom-most part of it was visible through the darkness, growing seemingly out of hard rock ground. Dr. Gutarix speculated that it is possible this pine tree has always existed within SCP-8023 and was simply never found. He further supposed it could be possible that more plant life exists somewhere in SCP-8023, explaining the existence of oxygen in the air, which was previously taken as anomalous. He was swiftly reminded by other members of the team, that without any natural light or soil in SCP-8023, such plant life would still have to be inherently anomalous.
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Upon arrival, the team and Dr. Gutarix were cautiously greeted by the residents and given directions towards Ms. Zhevnicz's apartment, where she somewhat begrudgingly agreed to temporarily join the team in their investigation. As a professional cartographer, geologist, speleologist, mountaineer, and a former Foundation operative originating from Universe-WL/343c, she has been accepted by Mission Command without complaints. City records regarding Ms. Zhevnicz are incomplete, showing only that she first arrived to SCP-8023 in 2024 and only officially8 left the city only a handful of times. Ms. Zhevnicz suggested that the team should first visit the Interpreter's home as it is the most likely place to find them and she knew about its new location.
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Exploration Video Log Transcript, Part II
+Date: 27/08/2039
+Exploration Team: Mobile Task Force Gala-4 "Dark Lords"
+Location of Interest: SCP-8023
+Team Lead: G-4 Star
+Team Members: G-4 Tray, G-4 Fall, G-4 Reve, Dr. Gutarix, Elsa Zhevnicz
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G-4 Reve: Ms. Zhevnicz? Who is the Interpreter? I mean, really.
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Zhevnicz: Oh they're just an old fool. Doesn't look it but our actions often tell more than our looks.
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Dr. Gutarix: (Nods.) Don't judge a book by its cover.
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Zhevnicz: Ah, so you guys are from that universe cluster.
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G-4 Star: What is that supposed to mean?
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Zhevnicz: Oh nothing… nobody else in the multiverse uses that saying. By the way, you wouldn't happen to know what a fla-min-go is, would you?
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Dr. Gutarix: (Laughs.)
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G-4 Tray: (Mutters to G-4 Fall) I told you she's cuckoo.
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G-4 Star: Alright, look lady, we're not here to chit-chat. Doctor here convinced me, that you'll be helpful so, answer the question, please. Who is the Interpreter?
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Zhevnicz: They run the place, well, kinda. The Safe Shadow is the one in charge but the Interpreter, well, interprets it. Picture an old-timey shaman priest kind of person, telling us what the darkness around thinks and wants. Usually, it wants nothing. People say a lot about them. Stories and legends, that the Interpreter is actually Mar-duvin themselves in a human body, or that they were the first person who ever found this place, hundreds of years before Sajid Inturmann and his refugees did. Others will tell you the Interpreter actually is Sajid.
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G-4 Reve: And nobody knows the truth?
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Zhevnicz: Oh no, some people do. But it's really not that important you see, because all the stories focus on the Interpreter's past and refuse to acknowledge who they are now.
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G-4 Star: Alright, I hate to cut your conversation here but we are heading into darkness. Ms. Zhevnicz?
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Zhevnicz: It should be right in front of us, around 30 meters. Or, do you use meters, where you come from? (Chuckles.)
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G-4 Star: Very funny. Alright, take out your flashlights everyone.
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Zhevnicz: No, let's conserve our fuel. Everyone just hold each other's hand while you Captain hold this. (She offers him an already lit brass lantern with a green flame flickering inside.)
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G-4 Star: Fine. Do as she says. (He grabs her hand as she offers to take Dr. Gutarix's hand, who in turn grabs one of the agents until all members are holding each other.)
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Dr. Gutarix: This is genious. We haven't really had the time to properly experiment with the local environment yet but tell me, Ms. Zhevnicz, if none of us had a light source right now, would we all teleport individually, or together?
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Zhevnicz: One for all, all for one. Be careful where you step, folks.
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Dr. Gutarix: (Enthusiastically.) Thank you, Ms. Zhevnicz.
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(The team enters a dark spot and after approximately 30 meters exits into another dimly lit-up area surrounding a tall cylindrical wooden house. In close proximity to the house are seven smaller pine trees, seemingly growing out of the ground.)
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Navigation within SCP-8023
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Scenario A - When the Subject leaves a lit up area of SCP-8023, they inevitably reach another lit up area, usually the one they left, even when heading in a direct line.
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G-4 Tray: Man, I've done this shadow travel thing a million times by now and it's still creepy.
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G-4 Fall: What are you talking about, this is our second mission together.
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G-4 Tray: Doesn't mean it's not creepy.
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Zhevnicz: (Points towards the trees.) Well that wasn't there before.
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G-4 Fall: We've seen one just like that close to where we found you. Do you know anything about them?
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Zhevnicz: Nothing about this.
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G-4 Star: Enough! Let's get to work, people. Tray, Reve, you two head into the upper floor. Fall, you're with me, we'll check the ground floor. Zhevnicz, you stay here with the old man.
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Dr. Gutarix: Maybe, I could go with you-
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G-4 Star: No, you'll stay here. I doubt the Interpreter is inside anyway, we'll be in and out.
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(Members of MTF G-4 enter the building and begin to search through its rooms while Dr. Gutarix and Ms. Zhevnicz stay outside.)
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Scenario B - The Subject leaves a lit area but carries a light source into the darkness, preventing the transportation anomaly from triggering its effect. The Subject later arrives to a new location.
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Zhevnicz: So, doctor, what's the deal with you and that soldier?
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Dr. Gutarix: (Looks at her) Very perceptive, Ms. Zhevnicz, although I suppose I might be making it rather obvious.
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Zhevnicz: Wanna talk about it?
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Dr. Gutarix: (Shrugs.) If you wish, I can at least talk about it with you, if not with my own son.
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Zhevnicz: … Hm… the Foundation didn't send you here. You wanted to come here.
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Dr. Gutarix: I admit it.
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Zhevnicz: So what is it? I'll tell you about mine, if you want.
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Dr. Gutarix: (Sighs.) Lung cancer.
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Zhevnicz: I'm sorry to hear that. Mine is a curse.
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Dr. Gutarix: Eigen-weapon caused?
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Zhevnicz: Actually, no. I know there's plenty of people here who suffered from that. Mine is less grand but all the more deadly.
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Dr. Gutarix: It's- it's hard for me to grasp still… My son doesn't know yet, our relationship was never really that great to begin with.
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Zhevnicz: So you've decided to come here like the rest of us? Growing old and seeking immortality?
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Dr. Gutarix: Not- not immortality, no. I just… I wanted a bit more time to grow comfortable with the idea.
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Zhevnicz: … I didn't mean to pry.
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Dr. Gutarix: Didn't you? (Chuckles.) It's alright.
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(They both stand in silence for a while.)
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Dr. Gutarix: So what do you think happens when we find the Interpreter? Do you believe they will be able to tell us what happened?
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Zhevnicz: Honestly? I have no idea. But I like to think the blackout was something natural. The darkness around isn't really that scary when you've lived here for as long as I have.
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Dr. Gutarix: How long is that?
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Zhevnicz: (Smiles.) I know I don't look it.
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Dr. Gutarix: That's not an answer.
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Zhevnicz: (Chuckles.) Look who is prying now.
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(G-4 Star comes back through the front door of the building.)
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G-4 Star: Nothing! What now?
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Zhevnicz: Now comes the tricky part.
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Agent Star, MTF Gala-4.
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The interior of the searched building was very minimalistic, only being furnished with a single bed, drawer, tiny kitchen area, dining table and two chairs. Upon closer inspection, all furniture inside the house, as well as the facade was made out of pine wood. After searching through the Interpreter's house, the team was left with a choice. Go back to the central city hub and search for any clues there, or continue searching in a perimeter around the house. Confident in her ability to orient herself in the darkness, Ms. Zhevnicz supported the latter option to which Agent Star agreed.
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Beforehand, during a short break Agent Star in private contacted Foundation DoMD Command9 to seek further instructions and to ask about his father's presence in the mission. Due to an administrative error, he was informed that Dr. Gutarix requested his transfer to SCP-8023 two months prior to the incident. This error was noticed before any more private information about the medical state of Dr. Gutarix could be revealed to Agent Star. Still, the agent seemed frustrated with this information and requested access to further details. Due to the tense relationship between both men, Command refused to give out private information, insisting instead that both men have a discussion before continuing. Enraged, Agent Star refused this suggestion and continued with the mission as previously planned.
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Exploration Video Log Transcript, Part III
+Date: 27/08/2039
+Exploration Team: Mobile Task Force Gala-4 "Dark Lords"
+Location of Interest: SCP-8023
+Team Lead: G-4 Star
+Team Members: G-4 Tray, G-4 Fall, G-4 Reve, Dr. Gutarix, Elsa Zhevnicz
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(For about half an hour, MTF Gala-4 kept searching in a perimeter of 100 meters around the house. Due to the extremely low visibility, they progressed slowly, divided into teams of three which moved in close proximity, with G-4 Star, Tray and Fall forming one group, while Dr. Gutarix, Zhevnicz and G-4 Reve formed the other.)
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G-4 Tray: So, we've been going in circles for like 10 minutes now, what are we looking for again, Captain?
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G-4 Star: I'm really not in the mood for your jokes, Tray.
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G-4 Fall: What is it, Captain? Wanna talk about it?
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G-4 Star: (Sighs.) Not you too, Fall. Seriously, not now.
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G-4 Reve: (To Doctor Gutarix.) What do you think went into him?
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Dr. Gutarix: I- I am not sure… Maybe I should go talk to him.
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Zhevnicz: Just be careful.
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G-4 Reve: Why? There's nothing around for miles probably…
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Zhevnicz: Oh there's plenty of stuff in the dark, you know. (She smiles at him before cracking into laughter.)
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G-4 Reve: Hey, Tray, you wanna swap teams with Doctor here? I'm getting kinda creeped out being the only normal one here.
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G-4 Tray: Sure, if the Captain won't mind. (He looks over to G-4 Star.)
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G-4 Star: (Sighs.) Fine, you know what? Let's take a little break. (He stops.)
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G-4 Fall: Now? We're in the middle of this- this darkness!
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Zhevnicz: What's wrong? Scared of the dark?
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G-4 Star: Ms. Zhevnicz, please stop trying to scare my teammates.
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Zhevnicz: Who says I'm trying to scare them? Are you also scared of the dark?
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G-4 Star: No. Something so simple as empty darkness doesn't scare me.
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G-4 Tray: What if it isn't empty then?
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Zhevnicz: See? He's asking the right questions now. You're interested in the dark, right Doctor?
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Dr. Gutarix: Now is not the right time, Ms. Zhevnicz.
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(Everyone is silent for a few moments as the team regroups, checks their lights and consumes some rations. During this time, Dr. Gutarix comes to Agent Star.)
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Dr. Gutarix: Eduard, do you have a moment? I'd- I'd like to talk to you about something.
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G-4 Star: (Sighs deeply.) Sure, dad. What is it?
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Dr. Gutarix: Thank you, Ed. I appreciate that. I know things haven't been good between us since-
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G-4 Star: Since mom died? Yeah…
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Dr. Gutarix: Look, I know I've been a terrible father. I can't change that but I can at least try to make things better now.
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G-4 Star: Is that why you took this assignment?
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Dr. Gutarix: What?
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G-4 Star: You came here to fix things with me? How did you know I was going to be here, huh?
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Dr. Gutarix: Ed, that's- (His voice cracks.) There's no easy way to say this and I've always been terrible with these things-
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G-4 Star: You could say that again.
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Dr. Gutarix: … Son, I'm here for the same reason as everyone else who lives here…
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G-4 Star: (Silence.) What is it? Heart? Lungs? … It's lung cancer isn't it. Fuck, mom always used to say you should quit smoking before-
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Dr. Gutarix: Before it kills me?
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G-4 Star: …
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Dr. Gutarix: I'm sorry, that was- I shouldn't have said that.
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G-4 Star: I- I don't- hate you, dad. I want you to know-
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Dr. Gutarix: I know, Ed. Thank you.
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G-4 Star: … You can get through this.
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Dr. Gutarix: No son, I can't. I've survived my share of terrible things when I did your job, now it's time to just live through this one… Doesn't make it any less terrifying.
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G-4 Star: So what, I'm guessing you're here to stay then? In here? (He gestures around them.)
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Dr. Gutarix: For some time, yes. I'll do my time here but I've never planned on living forever.
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(Agent Star comes closer to Dr. Gutarix and brings him into an embrace which the doctor returns. They both remain like this for a whole minute before G-4 Reve comes closer to them.)
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G-4 Reve: Ehm, Captain? I hate to break whatever it is that you're doing here but there's something we thought you may want to check out.
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G-4 Star: (Sighs.) What is it, Reve?
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G-4 Tray: (From a few meters.) You hear that, Captain?
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(Everyone is silent for a moment to listen. A far weak sound reminiscent of whistling is heard.)
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Zhevnicz: I know that song! It's them!
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Dr. Gutarix: The Interpreter?
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(Ms. Zhevnicz nods.)
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G-4 Star: Alright, let's get back to this. Form two lines like before and let's go in the direction of that sound.
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(The team follows orders and starts slowly advancing towards the target. They keep going for three hours and seventeen minutes until Dr. Gutarix suddenly screams and dissapears into darkness.)
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G-4 Star: What happened?!
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G-4 Reve: He- I think he tripped, Captain! I don't know!
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G-4 Tray: There's nothing to trip on. Just flat ground.
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Zhevnicz: No, you're right. He must have tripped on one of the roots.
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G-4 Fall: Roots? I don't see any roots.
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Zhevnicz: But you have seen the trees. They are out here, in the darkness.
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G-4 Star: (He comes closer and grabs her by the wrist.) What happened to my father?!
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Zhevnicz: Stop yelling! Look, I'm not sure where he went. Out there it's a free for all. He might be back where we came from, he could be all the way back to the city, he could be falling from a cliff between trees right on top of a building five meters from us. And we wouldn't know!
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G-4 Tray: You're insane.
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Zhevnicz: So I've heard you say… (Sighs.) But don't worry. Despite what it may look like, your father is most likely completely safe. He can't die in here, none of us can. That's way better odds then his universe ever gave him…
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G-4 Star: We are going out to find him.
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G-4 Fall: Ehm, not that I disagree but where do we even start out here?
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Zhevnicz: Yes, Captain. Where should we start?
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G-4 Star: (Silence.) … we keep following that sound.
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Addendum 8023.4: Footage from Dr. Gutarix's camera
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As Dr. Gutarix seemingly trips, his camera looses focus and suddenly all audio except for his sudden scream dissapears. For a couple of minutes, the entire view is dark while sounds of motion can be heard. Dr. Gutarix is seemingly trying to reach into his backpack to bring out a spare light source. After a minute of this, a low barely audible rustling sound can be heard all around him. He then manages to light up a small turqouise flashlight which illuminates his face in complete darkness.
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His face is panicked and he appears to be in a state of shock, as he breathes in and out rapidly. Eventually he starts looking around to the emptiness he finds himself in. His small cone of light barely illuminates his immediate vicinity. Nothing but brittle grey stone surrounds him in every direction. He attempts to call out into the darkness but no sound returns. He calls out the names of his colleagues, his son, Ms. Zhevnicz…
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He is seemingly rotating on his spot back and forth while hyperventilating. Then he starts coughing, heavily. Soon, he realises that he no longer knows which way he was originally oriented in. Then he realises it doesn't matter. He starts heading in a random direction. Forward.
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At first he stumbles, slowly gaining pace as he walks through the empty darkness. Ten minutes later, he is still walking, his camera view barely shifting it's focus. His breathing is more regular now, still stopping to cough every few meters. After an hour, he begins to complain audibly between breaths. Realising he should have already reached some kind of structure, some lit up area by now, he begins to panic again.
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Out of desperation, he decides to extinguish his light momentarily, hoping he simply picked a wrong direction and this time, he will be teleported to a better spot. After his light goes out, it doesn't light up again for another ten minutes. During this time, the same barely audible rustling noise is heard from everywhere around. Five minutes into this darkness, Dr. Gutarix speaks:
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"The trees… I can hear them… moving around in the darkness…"
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Five minutes later, his light reignites and the rustling stops. Dr. Gutarix is standing on a wide cliff, barely seeing the edge three meters to his right. He gasps at this sight but soon gathers enough willpower to look over the edge. It is pitch black.
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He walks around, following the edge for several minutes in one direction until he gives up and walks in the other direction for several more minutes. Eventually he gains enough courage to step up to the ledge. He lays down and moves his hand with the light as far down as possible, discovering the ledge to be only about two meters deep. He starts laughing then stops. Then laughs again for a bit.
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He again puts out the light in his flashlight, this time keeping it off for about a minute. He reignites it and once again pan over his surroundings. There is nothing in sight. He turns the light off and immediately turns it on. Nothing. He does so again, this time noticing the patterns of rocks on the ground is different but otherwise everything seems to be the same.
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Once more he repeats the process. Turning off the light, he remains in darkness for another minute and a half until the sound of rustling returns, at which point he quickly reignites the light and spins around wildly. The noise ceases. Dr. Gutarix is alone.
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He sits down after this experience, realising he's trapped without a way out of SCP-8023. He begins to cry and does so for another five to ten minutes. He cries and sometimes coughs. Sometimes appearing to almost stop before starting again. During this time, he blames himself for coming to this place. He contemplates what might be waiting in the darkness once his flashlight eventually runs out of power. Once he regains composure, he gets back on his feet and takes a deep ragedy breath.
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One more time, he turns off his light and keeps it off for about 30 minutes. Nothing but the sound of his breathing and low rustling noises can be heard for the entire time.
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Then he reignites his flashlight and notices something different. The rocky ground below his feet has been replaced by forest ground. Orange fallen pine needles coat the floor all around him and as he notices after a few steps, he is surrounded by tree trunks. A towering pine forest is spread out all around him but his flashlight can only light up a small area around him.
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Then he begins to hear a whistling sound from somewhere close. He starts frantically turning around to locate the source of this sound. He picks a direction and starts quickly but cautiously walking towards the whistling as his steps rustle in the undergrowth.
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Then he sees a light coming from between the dark trees, his light unable to fully penetrate their thick branches. It's a green flickering light of a campfire which illuminates a small circle in a forest meadow. As he steps out of the branches, he realises that there is a night sky above. Behind the flames, a lone figure is sitting on a piece of wood.
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The Interpreter:
+"Welcome, friend. Come, sit by the fire with me."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"Is- is this real?"
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The Interpreter:
+"It's as real as you want it to be, my friend."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"You- you're the Interpreter, yes?"
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The Interpreter:
+"Yes."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"I've- We've been looking for you."
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The Interpreter:
+"Have you? It's nice to be popular."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"Something has happened back in the city, we thought maybe you could help us figure out the cause."
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The Interpreter:
+"The people inside of your Foundation's building… Their fate does not trouble you?"
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"It does. Of course, I am- I am simply too tired. Forgive me. Do you know what happened to them?"
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The Interpreter sits aside, allowing Dr. Gutarix to sit on piece of wood next to them. As the doctor approaches, he notices the figure holding a long wooden stick with something impaled at its end. The figure is holding it over the flames as if roasting it.
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The Interpreter:
+"They are safe. They've been trapped in the forest for a while, like you. But eventually everyone finds a way out of the darkness. Give them some time."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"Oh thank god. And- and what about my son? Where is he and the others with him?"
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The Interpreter:
+"You ask a lot of questions, friend. I suppose that's alright. Curiosity is a virtue. Your son is safe as well. Him and the others will be joining us shortly."
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Satisfied for the moment, the doctor breathes a sigh of relief. He then gazes up into the night sky.
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"I know you've said I ask a lot but would you humour an old man for a bit longer?"
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The Interpreter nods silently.
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"What is this place?"
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The Interpreter:
+"An eye of the storm. A window that allows for a clear view out of the Safe Shadow. Or, perhaps you would rather hear something along the words of it being a hole in the semi-spherical object you percieve as this world, even if it may seem flat to you. This is the only place where the sky is visible through the shadow."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"Fair enough. But what is the shadow really?"
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The Interpreter:
+"Hm… that is a hard question to answer. I think I shall think on it a bit longer before I attempt to answer it."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"That's- that's not something I can argue with. Then what about the blackout? What caused it?"
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The Interpreter:
+"That I can asnwer. The Shadow has been asleep for a while now. While it's presence surrounds us even now, its not exactly conscious as it has been before people came to it. Before the war with Utis-per began. What you percieved as all the lights going out was merely something akin to the Shadow rolling in its long sleep. It could happen again but it likely won't for some time."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"So, the people here are not in any immediate danger?"
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The Interpreter:
+"Are they not? From where I'm sitting, life is synonymous with immediate danger."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"Do all the locals talk like this when you get to know them better?"
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The Interpreter:
+"Hm… No I think not. Only Me and Elsa. Maybe a few others but they probably talk that way because of us. Probably."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"Alright… let me think… the trees, of course. What is up with the trees here?"
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The Interpreter:
+"Their treetops, maybe?"
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"…Yeah but it doesn't sound right when you make a pun while sitting here all ominously like that."
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The Interpreter:
+"Apologies then. The trees here have always acted strangely. It took me many years until they allowed me to even notice them. You must have left quite an impression, friend."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"But how is it possible, that they move around like that?"
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The Interpreter:
+"It isn't any more impossible for them to travel using the Shadow then it is for you and I. They simply learnt how to control this form of travel better. That way they can always stay hidden from prying eyes."
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A rustling sound appears from the low branches of a nearby tree and five figures step out of it, illuminated by a couple green lanterns. Members of Mobile Task Force Gala-4 as well as Elsa Zhevnicz step out into the meadow.
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The Interpreter:
+"As I said. They are unharmed."
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Agent Star:
+"Thank god, you're alright, dad. Don't ever do anything like that again."
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Elsa Zhevnicz:
+"Huh, so this is where you've been hiding, eh? Nice place for a fire."
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All members of the team approach the campfire and silently sit down around it in a circle, after the Interpreter invites them to do so. G-4 Tray, Fall and Reve all quietly talk to one another, gazing at the stars in an awe. Agent Star sits next to Dr. Gutarix, making sure his father is alright, then embracing him. Elsa Zhevnicz sits next to the Interpreter and begins to make small talk while smiling. Soon enough, the group realises they should get back to the city and report their findings but the Interpreter once again reassures them that the people inside the lost facility are not in any danger and will reapear soon enough on their own terms.
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Agent Star:
+"We should still get back to report soon."
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Elsa Zhevnicz:
+"Relax soldier, time works differently in this place and your bosses are well aware. Thirty minutes or 4 hours mean nothing here. We'll be fine."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"Alright, Ms. Zhevnicz, but only for a little while longer. Just because I don't want to go back through that darkness."
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The Interpreter:
+"Are you afraid of the dark?"
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Elsa Zhevnicz:
+"Are you, doctor?"
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"No… no I was never afraid of the dark. It's the uncertainty. The unknown. You never know what's in front of you."
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The Interpreter:
+"And is that something to be afraid of so much, that you'd rather avoid the feeling entirely?"
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"No… perhaps it isn't… There comes a time, when we must face our fears and conquer them."
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Elsa Zhevnicz:
+"Or make peace with them."
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The Interpreter:
+"Embrace them… The dark out here is full of things people brought with them. Before anyone came here, this was just a quiet peaceful dark forest."
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Agent Star:
+"I don't get how you can all talk about this like it's something… normal. I for one am not afraid to admit that I'm still scared of going back through all that darkness."
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Dr. Gutarix:
+"Well, it's nice out here and we don't really need to return urgently… Besides, there's a couple of things that lie beyond that darkness, that truly terrify me… A little while longer by the campfire and in good company… that might be nice."
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-8202 must be contained in a hangar suitable for large aircraft (such as commercial airliners) in a discreet location where it cannot be perceived by non-Foundation personnel. No maintenance of SCP-8202 is necessary. There are several pending requests to have the object destroyed in order to reverse-engineer its components.
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Description: SCP-8202 is an extraterrestrial spacecraft of unknown origin, measuring 70 meters in length, and having a wingspan of 55 meters (both pairs of wings). The anomaly has a neon-green canopy and a metallic, gray exterior, and lacks any exterior armaments. Its purpose is unknown.
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Inside SCP-8202, several highly-secured chambers have yet to be accessed. Entering these chambers is an ongoing process, since a consensus was reached to cause minimal damage to the object, and forcibly opening them would likely cause considerable structural damage to SCP-8202.
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Since its initial descent toward Earth was undetected1, Foundation researchers have speculated that the ship may be capable of teleportation or other theoretical means of instantaneous travel.
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The crew of the spaceship, belonging to an uncatalogued species, has perished. They were humanoid, organic lifeforms with Reptilian characteristics.
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Discovery: On August 3, 2029 at 19:00 EST, NORAD2 detected an unidentified object over Lake Superior, moving at Mach 1.25 toward the vicinity of New York City. SCP-8202 continuously transmitted an encrypted message through multiple radio frequencies upon its detection, which has yet to be deciphered.
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At approximately 19:12 EST, a squadron of F-35s3 were scrambled to intercept the target along its flight path. At 19:15 EST, the F-35 jets launched a barrage of 25 air-to-air missiles4, which impacted SCP-8202 and caused it to crash land in Northern Michigan. One of the aircraft's four wings were blown off, but the fuselage suffered minimal damage.
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Several minutes after the ship crashed, its hull was breached through a gap caused by the missile strikes, where the spaceship's crew of 4 was found deceased. US military personnel5 conducted a thorough search of the spacecraft and seized its contents, which included crates constructed from a titanium alloy.
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Addendum 8202-A/Video Log:
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Hidden Bodycam Footage captured by Agent Howard Roberts
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Context: The following interaction took place between Agent Howard Roberts and Dale Walker, a SRPNT6 representative.
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Date: August 6, 2029
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[START VIDEO]
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Agent Roberts: We need those crates.
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Dale Walker: It's impossible, agent. We already handed over the UNES to your people.
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Agent Roberts: Excuse me, UNES? Is that another acronym?
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Dale Walker: Unidentified Extraterrestrial Spaceship. Get with the program.
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Agent Roberts: Anyways, we need to know what was inside of that ship. Merely having the ship tells us little about its purpose.
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Dale Walker: No need: its purpose was obvious. It violated our airspace and disregarded numerous warnings to land, therefore making it a hostile alien entity. That's all.
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Agent Roberts: That's a huge leap to assume it can understand human language. And we can't just assume it was "hostile."
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Dale Walker: It was headed toward the most populous metropolitan area in our nation at high velocity. Don't be naive.
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Agent Roberts: Please. "High velocity." It was barely supersonic, and we have hypersonic aircraft. More importantly, did it cause any damage to any infrastructure or assets? Military or civilian. Did it engage anything whatsoever?
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Dale Walker: That's irrelevant, but no. Nevertheless, its refusal to stand down justified its destruction. We won't compromise our national security to satisfy your hunger to collect alien pet projects.
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Agent Roberts: We need to be more careful with these matters before we go to war with a technologically superior civilization. That's all I'm saying. Get it through your head.
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Dale Walker: DARPA7 is in possession of several of the ship's components, including a fully-intact engine. We can reverse-engineer it, harness this technology, and fight back when they return, turning their own weapons against them. I have no doubt that's what your people are doing as well, so spare me the theatrics.
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Agent Roberts: I'll ask you directly: what was inside of those crates?
Agent Roberts: We have agreements in place, you know this. Not only are you obliged to tell us, ethically and legally, but the Foundation has the means to get whatever we want. Don't play this game.
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Dale Walker: The Foundation doesn't exist on paper. I cannot disclose information to a non-existent entity, now can I? Besides, what will you do? Force us to tell you?
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Agent Roberts: You people are so short-sighted. To hell with it.
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[END VIDEO]
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Addendum 8202-B/Video Log:
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Hidden Bodycam Footage captured by Agent Howard Roberts
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Date: August 9, 2029
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[START VIDEO]
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Agent Roberts: So?
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Dale Walker: Exotic fruits and vegetables as well as dried meat belonging to an alien species.
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Agent Roberts: What else?
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Dale Walker: What appeared to be medical supplies. All the crates were full.
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Agent Roberts: You idiots. What if the ship was on a diplomatic outreach mission? What if those were medics? That's why you don't just blow them out of the damn sky without an ounce of consideration!
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Dale Walker: There is no indication that's true. At the same time, perhaps reconnaissance, or establishing a colony was their goal. Food supplies for the crew, that's all.
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Agent Roberts: Don't you take me for a fool. There were hundreds of those crates, which were unopened. That's way more food than a small crew would need.
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Dale Walker: Use common sense, Howard. Travel between worlds would take an unfathomable amount of time.
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Agent Roberts: Listen to yourself. They made it all the way to our world without opening a single crate. It couldn't have been that long. Why aren't you even open to the possibility that this species isn't hellbent on exterminating us? What if this was their way of cross-cultural exchange? Us humans love exchanging food and technology, don't we?
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Dale Walker:(Long silence.) Your people dissected the alien specimens. What did you discover?
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Agent Roberts: I'll send you the full autopsy report… Their physiology isn't so different from ours, relatively speaking, including their metabolism. Wherever they came from, it isn't far from here. Or at least, it doesn't take long for them to reach Earth considering their stomachs were almost full.
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Dale Walker: Experimenting with these creatures has taken a toll on your mind. You're sounding like a sympathizer for the invaders. If the Foundation sides with these otherworldly savages when they arrive, the consequences will be dire for you. Remember that.
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Agent Roberts: Oh, shut up. Don't even go there. (Pauses.) We discovered something else. You're not being honest with me, or you were deceived.
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Dale Walker: I sense a rather sinister implication?
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Agent Roberts: It's not in the file you'll receive. But, our extraterrestrial visitors didn't die from head trauma like the initial report stated; the aliens likely survived the impact.
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Dale Walker: And?
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Agent Roberts: Ten gunshot wounds matching 5.56 NATO8. The bullets were extracted and there was a sloppy attempt to make it seem like shrapnel. Judging by the trajectory of the entry wounds and blood samples inside the ship, the crew was shot as they crawled toward the soldiers, completely unarmed. No attempt was made to even rescue them or give them a chance to be interrogated. Mr. Walker, they were murdered in cold blood.
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Dale Walker: I see…
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Agent Roberts: I hope so.
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[END VIDEO]
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Addendum 8202-C/Video Log:
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Hidden Bodycam Footage captured by Agent Howard Roberts
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Date: August 11, 2029
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Agent Roberts: We breached one of the ship's chambers. It took our network of supercomputers 72 hours to crack the combination, only to discover that it was unique to a single door.
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Dale Walker: Don't keep me in suspense.
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Agent Roberts: We discovered… what appear to be torture devices, along with some melee weapons and magnetic restraints.
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Dale Walker: Ah, no surprise there. And who do you think those devices were intended for?
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Agent Roberts: They ranged from very sophisticated to anachronistic wooden contraptions. It's senseless to speculate. Perhaps they wanted to torture humans, but it could also be a museum display of sorts. Maybe in the past, they were a violent and barbaric society and wanted to warn humans against following that path? There are millions of possibilities.
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Dale Walker: You can't be that naive, agent.
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Agent Roberts: Whatever. So, how did negotiations go?
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Dale Walker: The Foundation will allow the US military to conduct some tests with the mysterious cylinders so long as DARPA is totally transparent with its findings regarding the other components. Regarding the engine, it was transferred to an undisclosed site near Nevada.
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[END VIDEO]
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Addendum 8202-D/Test Log:
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Test Log: SCP-8202
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Context: Three cylindrical devices were retrieved from SCP-8202, which were transferred to a nuclear testing site in the Southwestern United States. Each machine was connected to a node that fed it with a high voltage electrical current. The following log records the results of the experiment, which was meant to determine the objects' function and destructive capability.
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Result: After the node was triggered, the cylinder glowed brightly, reaching a temperature of 750,000 Celsius before disintegrating. The entire process occurred in 37 milliseconds.
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Result: The cylinder briefly illuminated before shooting out sparks and deactivating. Attempts to reactivate it were unsuccessful.
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Result: The cylinder immediately triggered an explosion. A bluish sphere of undetermined energy rapidly expanded from the origin point at a rate of 3 kilometers per second, vaporizing everything in its path for 0.5 seconds. However, no harmful fumes or radiation were produced by the event. 5 people died, including a Foundation field agent.
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Hidden Bodycam Footage captured by Agent Howard Roberts
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Date: August 19, 2029
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Dale Walker: Looks like your alien buddies weren't so friendly after all.
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Agent Roberts: Just because someone has weapons, doesn't mean they intend to use it in an offensive capacity. Self-defense is a thing, you know.
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Dale Walker: It was headed directly toward a major population center. What a coincidence. If those bombs went off in downtown Manhattan, it could've killed millions.
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Agent Roberts: If this species had the capability to travel across the stars, wouldn't they have invented missiles or another delivery system? If they wanted to, they'd already have destroyed those F-35s let alone New York.
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Dale Walker: What if it was a strategic bomber of sorts? Perhaps the alien scum underestimated us.
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Agent Roberts: It wasn't.
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Dale Walker: How can you be so sure?
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Agent Roberts: The Foundation breached the final chambers. It was determined that they were prison cells. Furthermore, our engineers concluded that the ship was not designed to deploy any military payload. We managed to power up the ship's control console and our language AI network decoded their language. The ship has a database of intergalactic criminals and the procedures for capturing or terminating them. There are millions of entries, including some linked to our planet.
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Dale Walker: What…?
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Agent Roberts: At worst, if this species has a warmongering military doctrine, what we did constituted a completely preventable act of war. But regardless of the consequences, in all likelihood, we destroyed a prison ship.
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Dale Walker: See you next time. (Switches off microphone and enters a moment of contemplation.) This isn't on record, but I agree with you. We're handling the situation atrociously. Beyond atrociously. I need your help to avert a crisis that would mark the darkest chapter in human history. Let's meet again, please.
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[END VIDEO]
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Addendum 8202-F/Video log:
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Unofficial Bodycam Footage captured by Agent Howard Roberts
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[START VIDEO]
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(The two men meet in the middle of a dark, underground tunnel, with each scanning their surroundings as they approach.)
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Agent Roberts: What the fuck is happening? This is getting way out of hand.
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Dale Walker: Don't be so loud.
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Agent Roberts: The CIA detained about forty of our agents and researchers. Two facilities in the Midwest were surrounded by a task force of National Guard and US Army soldiers. Were you aware of this?
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Dale Walker: Yes. Detained, nothing more. The distrust is mutual. No one was killed at least, and we both know your people will be quickly returned.
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Agent Roberts: The Foundation has legal guarantees from every major institution in the US government and is supposed to operate unimpeded. These are rogue elements completely overstepping their authority. Where's the chain of command?
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Dale Walker:(Leans in to whisper.) SRPNT. They want to supplant you. Furthermore, they've been discreetly spreading fraudulent reports insinuating some of your personnel are collaborating with hostile alien species under the guise of research. They claim you're contacting the enemy in secret, that's why you won't disclose your operations.
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Agent Roberts: That's ridiculous.
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Dale Walker: Obviously. I hate to admit it, but you were right.
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Agent Roberts: The signal?
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Dale Walker: Yes, we decoded it. However, SRPNT's High Command wiped all digital traces of the alien transmission. This paper is the only existing copy. (He hands a sheet to Roberts.)
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Agent Roberts:(Reading silently.) Damn it. We suspected this all along… But those bastards couldn't help themselves, could they?
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Dale Walker: I know, I know. Unfortunately, it gets worse.
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Agent Roberts: How could it possibly get worse?
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Dale Walker: Did you bring the photos we discussed?
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Agent Roberts: Yes, these are the off-world fugitives corresponding to Earth. (Hands Walker a large file.)
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Dale Walker: There are hundreds of them… (Perusing through the papers.)
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Agent Roberts: Damn right. Hiding somewhere here.
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Dale Walker: I know where. Look. (Gives Roberts a collection of small photos.)
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Agent Roberts: How the hell did you get your hands on this? Have you been spying on us?
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Dale Walker: Yes, but that's now how I acquired these photos. Ah, here it is. (Shows Roberts one of the pages from the file.) Look familiar? Compare it to the photo in your hand.
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Agent Roberts: Yeah, it's a perfect match to Subject 56773… So?
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Dale Walker: If I ever return to SRPNT, I'll be detained without question and convicted of treason for showing you this. I'm requesting that the Foundation can grant me protection.
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Agent Roberts: Not a guarantee, but I'll see what I can do.
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Dale Walker: Very well. Those photos were captured from CCTV cameras within SRPNT's headquarters. There have been several incidents like this, but no one knows outside of the organization. That photo you're holding: that's the head of SRPNT. He's using a device coated in an adaptive nanomaterial to transform his appearance, making him seem human.
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Agent Roberts: SRPNT is headed by a fucking space fugitive? That explains everything… The entire bureaucracy must be infested with them.
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Dale Walker: Precisely. That's what I suspect. It's been compromised from within.
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Agent Roberts: We have a lot of work to do… First, let's get out of here. Follow me.
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[END VIDEO]
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Addendum 8202-G/Initial Signal Translation:
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“We come (in peace), with no desire for warfare. But we shall return what we receive. We (have lowered) our [forcefield] and other defensive countermeasures (so that we may be easily detected). We request a collaboration with the forces of Earth to locate dangerous fugitives that are [hiding on your world]. They pose a considerable risk to your kind, and our officers in this galactic sector are spread thinly. A surgical extraction is preferable to the more destructive methods our species could utilize. These criminals do not need to be captured alive (if retrieval proves too difficult). We shall await a response from your leaders.”
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-8231 is housed in a secure containment chamber in the first sub-level of Site-231. As it has been found to improve morale, a different member of onsite personnel has been assigned to water SCP-8231 once per day under protection of an armed escort from Mobile Task Force Alpha-1 ("Red Right Hand").
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Description: SCP-8231 is a flower specimen resembling a king protea (Protea cynaroides), albeit with an unusual red color not normally found on the species. When faced with SCP-8231, personnel are known to comment on certain aspects of the anomaly, such as its bright color and uneven petal lengths. A poorly-understood feeling similar to nostalgia is sometimes described by those who spend significant time with SCP-8231.
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These aforementioned responses to SCP-8231 are non-anomalous, as similar symptoms have been observed within personnel who view supplied images of mundane plantlife. However, excessive exposure to the anomaly and production of these responses are often disruptive to the administration's goal of maintaining a stable working environment.
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Apart from its unusual color, SCP-8231 is remarkable for its exceptionally long lifespan, resilience, and uniqueness; the anomaly has stayed healthy since its initial discovery, 650 years ago at the time of writing. Currently, it is the only instance of plantlife remaining on Earth.
Records, Archival, and Information Security Administration
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This file has been partially redacted by the Ethics Committee Office of Sensitivity. For an unredacted copy of the file, please contact your site's RAISA case officer.
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SCP-8916, photo sources from Henterville Public Library.
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Item #: SCP-8916
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Object Class: Safe
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Special Containment Procedures: It has been determined that due to SCP-8916’s prominent place in local history, culture, and heritage; removing it is both impractical and risks destroying the anomaly. As such, SCP-8916 is to be left as-is, with residents of Henterville permitted to continue the Harvest as per usual. Every year on May 15th, a number of the SCP-8916-A instances produced that year are to be collected for testing and analysis.
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Description: SCP-8916 is an anomalous sycamore tree located at the top of Hatchett’s Hill in Henterville, Georgia, United States of America. While its exact age cannot be determined without cutting down and thereby killing the tree, estimation by trunk diameter and general appearance suggest the tree is quite youthful, only forty to fifty years old1. However, local historians in Henterville have texts referencing the tree dating back to at least 1866, and hundreds of pieces of photo evidence of its presence on Hatchet Hill in the early part of the 20th century. These photos are not publicly displayed at the Henterville library2, but descriptions are attached in Addendum 8916.2.
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Sycamore trees in North America typically bear fruit in the late autumn, producing achenes — small, spiked brown bodies that have a dense and tough interior with large seeds. However, SCP-8916 bears fruit on the same day every year: May 15th.3 On the morning of May 15th, every year, SCP-8916 begins to grow anomalous fruit hereby designed SCP-8916-A.
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SCP-8916-A instances are roughly-spherical fruit ranging from four to six inches in diameter, though they often exhibit large growths and bumps under the surface. Their skin is dark, tough, and leathery. Tests have confirmed this is biologically identical to human skin. Peeling it off reveals the interior of the fruit. The flesh is reddish-pink human muscle tissue, though instances have been found that are comprised of heart, brain, and digestive tissue. This tissue is living while the fruit is hanging from the tree, and will continue to tense and flex until death, typically 6-10 hours after it has been cut down from SCP-8916. The flesh of the fruit is not consistent, and will contain imperfections, knots of muscle, and occasionally foreign objects, the most common of which are teeth embedded in the muscle. Hematological analysis of the blood cells within SCP-8916-A instances indicate they are universally positive for sickle-cell disorder.
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Addendum 8916.1: Results of Genetic Testing on SCP-8916-A Instances
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Addendum 8916.2: Photographs from Henterville Public Library, dated 1899-1920
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Addendum 8916.3: Historical Background: Henterville, GA, USA
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Addendum 8916.4: Harvest Cultural Analysis, 2018, Researcher Henry Washington
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The presence of SCP-8916 and its fruiting pattern have inspired an annual celebration in Henterville, referred to be residents simply as the Harvest. In April of 2018, Researcher Washington was sent to Henterville to report on the upcoming Harvest and its place in local culture.
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Emma Goodman, 44, housewife
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The Harvest is a cornerstone of our local culture. It’s what makes us special, you know? Every town likes to say they have something special about them, and I’m sure they do, but I can say for certain that nobody else has the tree, and nobody else has the Harvest. It’s — well, I guess I’d call it part of our heritage! I mean, one of my first memories is Daddy taking me and my sisters to the Harvest. When we were kids, I mean. I couldn’t have been more than five or six at the time, and I remember it was such a fun time. Mr. Jenkins ran the candy shop on Main Street, and he’d come out with a big cart and give out saltwater taffy for five cents. And back then the town used to pay a rodeo clown to come out and do face painting and balloon animals until about noontime when we went up to the tree. These kinds of events, the local culture and history, that’s what makes small towns special.
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Lisa Stewartson, 29, schoolteacher
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Oh, the Harvest is such a blast! It’s a wonderful experience for the kids. I mean, my mom and pops took me when I was a little girl, and they told me that their parents took them, and so on and so forth. I don’t think anyone knows how it got started, honestly. I certainly don’t. But every year, May 15th, we look forward to it. Kids get the day off school and we all go to the town square where all the food and games and such are set up. Plenty of fried dough stands, sometimes the county farmers set up a farmers market with just the best honey you’ve ever tasted. And then when noon comes around we all start making our way up Hatchett’s Hill. (Smiling, she touches her belly.) I’m expecting in April. We already have names picked out. It feels good knowing that she’s gonna grow up in a town that’s not ashamed of our heritage.
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Todd Lamb, 51, butcher
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The Harvest technically starts at eight in the morning. I come around every year to help set up — no one’s out doing the grocery shopping on that day so keeping the store open is pretty pointless anyway. I just bring a few tubs of jerky and sell those off for a dollar a stick. Anyway, all the vendors and live acts start setting up at eight, but the main show is at noon. We all go up Hatchett’s Hill — I’m not a history guy but apparently it’s been a sort of meeting spot for Henterville folk for forever now. Not hard to see why — you stand under the tree and you can more or less see the whole damn town. Anyway. We go up the hill and by then the fruit have matured, baked in the sun for a couple hours. We get a couple ladders set up, and we start picking them! My back’s bad, so I don’t do much myself, but it’s nice just to see families spending time together. Kids giggling and playing tag or catch with the fruit, squealing when they step on one or it splatters over their Sunday best. This kinda thing only happens in small towns. You wouldn’t know.
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Adam Jefferson, 19, university student
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Troy Hodges, 78, retiree
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There’s always some people who don’t celebrate. I don’t bother wasting time pretending to understand them. It’s a day off work, school, why not make the most of it, spend some time with your fellow man? Even when I was a kid, we’d walk clear across town — we lived on a farm on the edge of the county, you know — and pass all the houses in the southwest quarter4 where people were wasting a damn fine Harvest day locked in their houses. When we were safely out of earshot my pappy would tell me that some people just can’t be helped. Who gives a damn how it started? Nowadays it’s just us celebrating our heritage. Though of course, people tend to have a problem with that whole idea in general, like with that statue downtown. Those people wanna destroy and rewrite history. Just can’t be helped.
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Angeline Monroe, 41, librarian
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We keep extensive records of the Harvest every year after World War One! Photographs, records of the vendors and events. They’re all compiled in a book we keep at the library. It’s a way of keeping this sort of culture alive. Kids love to look at it — sometimes parents come, show their kids themselves as youngsters in the old photos. It’s nice. Oh, we have ones before that, too. It’s just, not the kind of thing we want to display publicly, you know? Especially not in front of the little ones. They don’t need to see that kind of thing. But sometimes a history student comes down from Athens asking to see it and well, we don’t want to be rude, so we’ll open it up for them. If you ask me, I think it’s better left in that alcove in the back. What’s the point? Got nothing to do with the Harvest now, obviously.
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Paige Combs, 7, second-grader
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The fruit are my favorite part! Mommy and Daddy let me climb the ladder this year and pick out a fruit, and I picked the biggest one I could reach but I couldn’t get it because my brother kept shaking the ladder so Daddy helped me and I got it! And then after we pick fruit everybody sat down at their blankets and the picnic tables and Mommy brought lemonade and we all sat down and ate the fruit we picked! And it was hot but the tree is so big that it didn’t even feel that hot. And everyone does it together so when I was done I threw the pit at my second-best-friend Annie Monroe whose mommy is Ms. Monroe. But you can’t tell her I called her my second-best-friend because my best-best-friend is Lila Freeman but she never comes to the Harvest.
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Clarissa Freeman, 45, remote worker
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Of course she wants to go. She’s a kid. She sees her friends having fun and she wants to go and she gets upset and sulks in her room and says she hates me because I won’t let her. She’ll understand when she’s older. I don’t care how many food trucks they invite and how many bands they get to play. It’s wrong. It’s just plain wrong.
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Jack Green, 38, business owner and city councilman
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There’s always the petitions. Cancel the Harvest, cut the tree down. Stop celebrating it. We don’t pay them any mind. It’s just agitators. The Harvest is our history. It’s the kind of thing that only happens in small towns. I don’t care what urbanites say. We’re not going to stop doing it. If they don’t like it, well, Henterville doesn’t need them. I’m still gonna take my son to the tree. My family has been living here since the War of Northern Aggression. I have a photo of my great-great-grandpa next to the tree on Hatchet’s Hill holding a rope, 1899. He’s part of why we have a Harvest today, God rest his soul. I look at that photo and frankly we have the Harvest today for the same reason he did what he did on that May 15th so many years ago. It’s about protecting a heritage, a way of life from those who want to ruin it.
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Me, I’m looking forward to May 15th, just like every year. This year’s Harvest is already shaping up to be a great one. (He looks Researcher Washington up and down.) You might not want to stick around, though.
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The Ethics Committee Office of Sensitivity has thus far rejected the suggestion to intervene and take SCP-8916 into Foundation custody. Due to the past significance of the tree, its continued presence is within parameters for normalcy.
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