AbsentmindedNihilist

Who Let The Dogs Out?

It took precisely three months of peace, quiet, and interspecies lovemaking before the small utopia Avery and Lakshmi had made for themselves was shattered.

They had taken a small, mostly untrodden Way, one that led to the dreamings of a long-grown psychic child (though neither of them had any way of knowing that. They had simply stumbled across it, as with the discovery of most beautiful things).

"She's wondrous," Lakshmi whispered. Before them, the gyrfalcon, tall as the surrounding ancient evergreens, bent to touch her beak to Avery's nose.

"Hello Duchess," Avery said. "I've brought a friend."

The falcon shook her feathers, then sneezed. Lakshmi's startled expression made Avery chuckle. Smiling and other happy expressions were hard when you didn't have lips, but there were a few key gestures - a twitching of the ears, a tilt of the head, a shifting of weight back onto the haunches - that served just as well. Lakshmi had learned where to look. The falcon cheeped, tilting its head to match Avery's. "She likes you! I thought she would. C'mon in."

"Wait, what -" Lakshmi was cut off as Avery ushered her into the falcon's chest feathers. They stepped into a room

Heir to Cernunnos

http://mibpaste.com/TyO7xL

Item #: SCP-3645

Object Class: Thaumiel

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3645

Description: SCP-3645 is an ongoing suppression project meant to stem the growth of the Verdant entity through actively reconstructing the deity known as Cernunnos with a mythology that supports Veldt archetypes.

Primary to this project is the entity known as SCP-3645-1, formerly known as Foundation Agent Virgil Everett Miller. SCP-3645-1 had previously been held captive by the Verdant after being assumed killed in action by SCP-2889-2¹.

SCP-3645-1 possesses several modifications to its physiology - the growth of keratinous antlers from its skull, a colony of moss on its back integrated into its circulatory system, and pointed cartilage in its ears. SCP-3645-1 also displays the ability to influence growth and development of certsain varieties of cells at will. Chlorophyll production increases threefold in plant life within 10 miles of SCP-3645-1, and animal fertility rates raise also. Animals exposed to SCP-3645-1 show no fear reaction whatsoever. SCP-3645-1 did not show these anomalous properties before capture by the Verdant; evidence corroborates its claims that its abilities were latent and made emergent by the Verdant through a variety of methods. These methods included exposure to druidic thaumaturgy, intentional inflicting of trauma, and genesis of a gospel depicting SCP-3645-1 as a nature and fertility god.

SCP-3645-1 was recovered after a subdivision of MTF Epsilon-27 (Rangers and Druids), partnered with a team of Veldt entities, were engaged in combat with Verdant-produced anomalies while attempting to cut back plant growth. After defeating the opposition, the Foundation's team discovered a large war camp. SCP-3645-1 was found in one of the tents, and recognized Agent Ives as its former team member.

The Foundation has begun a multi-step counterconditioning project - dubbed the CONTROLLED RAVAGING, that, if successful, should align SCP-3645-1's key traits with the Veldt.

A Real Bad Hombre

Item #: SCP-3645

Object Class: Keter - Uncontained

Special Containment Procedures: Due to the effect SCP-3645 and SCP-3645 instances have on observers, witnesses outside of trial situations do not need to be amnesticized. Those present during SCP-3645's courtroom appearance should be detained and amnesticized. However, SCP-3645's clients will retain full memory of SCP-3645 even if given amnestics. Any photographs or videos must be removed via webcrawler; a similar procedure should be used to find and remove news coverage of SCP-3645's appearances in court. Instances of SCP-3645-1 cannot be removed from the immediate vicinity of their charge, and are not provoked unless their charge is threatened with physical harm or criminal charges.

Description: SCP-3645 is a humanoid entity with the head of an unknown canine², the body of an Egyptian man, and a prehensile tail ending in two keratinous spikes. SCP-3645 breeds canine animals that share its curved snout and forked tail. These animals are referred to as SCP-3645-1. Despite its obvious visual abnormalities, the oddity of SCP-3645's appearance are not remarked upon by observers - instead, their focus is limited to determining the exact species of animal SCP-3645's head resembles. SCP-3645-1 instances share this effect on perception. SCP-3645 is fluent in English, Spanish, Arabic, Beja, and Nobiin.

SCP-3645 currently resides in [REDACTED], New Mexico, a town where illegal immigrants from Mexico will often seek refuge after crossing the border. All attempts at removing it and placing it into containment have failed. During missions to capture SCP-3645, weapon mechanisms will malfunction, arguments will arise over proper protocol, and participating individuals will experience a marked decrease in their ability to follow instructions correctly.

Whenever an illegal immigrant enters the boundaries of [REDACTED], an instance of SCP-3645-1 will approach them bearing a business card. The card welcomes them to [REDACTED] and offers the legal services of "Seth Hasani, Immigration Defense, Partially Retired" without fee. After the affected receives the card, the instance of SCP-3645-1 will become hostile to any individual who threatens their charge in any way, going so far as to injure or kill harassers who do not desist.

If, at any point in time after receiving the business card, a recipient finds themselves under arrest or at risk of deportation, SCP-3645 will manifest and serve as their lawyer. In the courtroom, SCP-3645 resolves cases by a variety of anomalous means.

Court Appearances Log:

Date: 10/13/16

Defendant: Antonio Garcia

Method: All evidence collected by the prosecution immediately turned to molten rock upon being presented to the court.

Date: 12/3/16

Defendant: Javier Castillo

Method: All attempts to travel to the courtroom where the hearing was scheduled to take place instead led the traveler to an uninhabited location in the desert.

Date: 2/24/17

Defendant: Daniel Reyes

Method: Every legal reference consulted during the trial stated it was illegal to arrest someone who was uncircumcised, despite all participants having no such memory of the law.

Date: 3/15/17

Defendant: Josefina De Leon

Method: All security tapes depicting the defendant were altered to replace the defendant with an okapi.

Date: 4/7/17

Defendant: Teresa Martinez

Method: Each time the prosecuting attorney asked the defendant a question, a large pustule appeared on their face, neck, lower arms, or inner thighs.

Excerpt of Courtroom Log:

Foreword: SCP-3645 made his closing statement, with his defendant, Jason Flores, pleading "Not Guilty" to charges of grand theft auto.

<BEGIN LOG>

SCP-3645: Ladies and gentlemen of the jury! What you were promised here today was a trial! A fair and just procedure, where my poor, unfortunate defendant would find himself facing you, a jury of his peers in humanity and in mortality.

[SCP-3645 checks his watch.]

SCP-3645: (Under breath) Damn it, they're late. (To the jury) And yet! I sense, deep within me, a disturbance. An imbalance.

Flores: (Whispered to SCP-3645) What are you doing?

SCP-3645: (to Flores, hushed) Stalling. I didn't anticipate it'd take this long, I summoned the herd an hour early just to be safe! (to jury) Yes, indeed! This courtroom claims to be a place of justice! And yet, within its heart, there is violence, and corruption, and fear. A fear of those whose backs you stand upon, whose fruits of labor you stuff yourselves with! The herds of unnamed faces who -

[The door is slammed open, and donkeys begin stampeding into the courtroom. General panic and hysteria ensues, with attempts to divert their entrance resulting in the donkeys becoming aggressive. The foreman hits one on the nose with his briefcase, and is promptly trampled by other members of the herd.]

**

SCP-3645: Took you long enough. Jackasses. You couldn't have let me be impressive for just one moment, hmm? (to Flores) Come on, kid, we're going home.

<END LOG>

Afterword: The trial was eventually thrown out, and no charges brought against the defendant, after the courtroom was cleared of donkeys and the evidence was found to have been consumed.

Addendum 1: On 4/19/17, SCP-2547 broke its usual manifestation patterns and appeared in [REDACTED], and remained there for five days. During the duration of SCP-2547's visit, the water supply did not disappear. Instead, all private plumbing systems dispensed tequila instead of water. Each resident of [REDACTED] had a roast pig delivered to their doorstep each evening by a swarm of locusts, accompanied by a party invitation. While SCP-2547 remained in [REDACTED], the town experienced constant sunset. Navajo music traditionally played during festivities was heard originating from SCP-3645's residence.

The Bones Of What You Believe

A silver fox having just engaged in SCP-3000. Photo was taken when specimen was recovered from a Finnish fur farm. The tail regrew and currently functions at full mobility.

Item #: SCP-3000

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: At least twelve afflicted specimens from each species susceptible to SCP-3000 should be in Foundation custody. Captive specimens are to be contained in enclosures that mimic their natural biome, but do not allow for contact with unaffected members of their species. Populations of susceptible species should be monitored in locations of appearance and locations of predicted future appearance. The location of future occurrences is determined using the Lowell-Kost Algorithm described in Document 3000-Asterion.

Description: SCP-3000 is a learned behavior observed in certain predatory animals. In order for a species to be able to exhibit SCP-3000, it must be a predatory animal that resides in one of the following biomes: taiga, chaparral, tundra, desert or mountain. Affected animals show no other behavioral anomalies except that they no longer engage in hunting behaviors.

Known affected species include corsac foxes, gyrfalcons, arctic foxes, leopard seals, Canadian lynxes, snow leopards, king cobras, arctic wolves, goshawks, diamondback rattlesnakes, saker falcons, coyotes, snowy owls, and burrowing owls.

At solar noon each day, SCP-3000 affected individuals within a 5km radius of a predetermined location will congregate³ and engage in autosarcophagy. Afflicted individuals will consume approximately 10 to 15 percent of their own body weight, usually from the body parts most easily reached: for example, the forelegs and tail on quadruped mammals. Affected subjects will consume muscles and connective tissue, but never bone or enamel. The flesh consumed is always fully healed 12 hours later. Blood loss is normal during consumption, but ceases after finishing SCP-3000. Mated pairs will sometimes feed one another their internal organs or offer them up in courtship rituals; parents will tear the flesh from their offspring and feed it to them if they are too young to feed themselves. Social species such as arctic wolves have unique sets of vocalizations used when engaging in SCP-3000.

Affected animals never show any form of pain response, despite the fact that no endorphins or other analgesics are generated. Between initial consumption and recovery, affected animals do not appear impeded by their injuries.

SCP-3000 has a roughly 54% transmission rate⁴ between unrelated adult individuals, a 63% transmission rate between siblings, mates, and members of the same social group, and a 99% transmission rate between parents and offspring.

Addendum 1: SCP-3000 has been found to affect humans. The first known instance was in the rural town of █████████, Alaska, when surveyors contracted to determine the placing of a hydroelectric dam noted the local Arnatsiaq family engaging in SCP-3000 alongside several other affected animals. Authorities was called when parents were seen aiding their children in participating; upon police arrival, the adults appeared to have deserted their property. Several arctic wolves and gyrfalcons were found in the residence and attacked the social workers when they attempted to remove the children. Undercover agents intervened in order to extract the children and place them in Foundation custody for further observation. The animals found in the residence were placed with the other members of their species currently in captivity.

An interview with Dmitri Arnatsiaq, one of the children recovered from the Arnatsiaq residence, is recorded below.

+ show block

Interview Log:

Interviewer: Dr. Nyla Hessen

Interviewed: Dmitri Arnatsiaq

Foreword: Dmitri was the most outgoing and cooperative of the recovered children, and had been helpful in encouraging his siblings and cousins to allow Foundation staff to remove them from their residence. The interview was conducted 2 hours after his arrival at Site-19. He asked that he be allowed to interact with the animals affected by SCP-3000 that were found in his residence as a reward, but consented to the interview when denied his request.

<Begin Log>

Dr. Hessen: Hello, Dmitri.

D. Arnatsiaq: Hi.

The subject shudders, and attempts to cover his mouth and nose with his sleeve.

Dr. Hessen: I'm sorry, is something bothering you?

The subject shakes his head.

Dr. Hessen: Are you sure?

D. Arnatsiaq: Promise I won't get in trouble? I don't wanna be rude.

Dr. Hessen: Go ahead. You won't be in trouble, I promise.

D. Arnatsiaq: I'm sorry, but you stink.

Dr. Hessen: How so?

D. Arnatsiaq: You smell like plant. Like green. Like sap and leaves and rot and pollen. It's all over you. It's making me sick.

Dr. Hessen: I apologize.

D. Arnatsiaq: 'S not your fault. You all smell like it. You eat their stuff long enough, you smell like it. All the outsiders do. I'm just not used to it, being so close.

Dr. Hessen: So your family doesn't eat plants, then.

D. Arnatsiaq: Nope! We don't eat your bloodbag cows and rabbits and cud-chewers either. My mama said they're Pan's creatures, and they'll poison us with their waste. She'd read us all the stories to scare us when we were bad, and tell us that Pan was coming for us.

Dr. Hessen: What stories are these? What else did your mother teach you?

D. Arnatsiaq: The ones from the Books of Bone and Sun and Frost and the rest. All the scripts of the Veldt. We read them every day before we eat.

Dr. Hessen: Like a prayer?

D. Arnatsiaq: Yeah! I know the usual one perfect! It goes, "the earth gives us all we need when we come into this world and feel the sun on our faces and the wind on our skin. We do not eat the Verdant's fruits, we do not taste its cursed prey-meat. We do not waste, we feed ourselves alone."

Dr. Hessen: I see.

D. Arnatsiaq: That's from the Book of Bone. I don't know the Book of the Sky or the Book of the Frost yet, but I know that one all by heart. When it was my first knife time, my mama got me the full version, not the baby book she reads to the little ones. It doesn't even have pictures.

Dr. Hessen: You're a very smart boy to be able to know it all by heart!

D. Arnatsiaq: It's not that long. Not even a dozen pages.

Dr. Hessen: Still, it's very impressive.

D. Arnatsiaq: You should have seen the knife my daddy got me for my first consumption. It was real sharp and nice, and it cuts real smooth. It was all nice and long and made of bone, wolf's bone. I still like using my teeth, though.

Dr. Hessen: First consumption? You mean… I'm sorry. Please, tell me about that.

D. Arnatsiaq: It's when they let you cut it off yourself, instead of cutting it for you. It's how you know you're not a baby anymore. I offered it up to the Veldt. You're supposed to do it on a clear day, do the falcons can get it. The falcon soared down and took it, just like he was supposed to, and I didn't cry at all.

Dr. Hessen: I see. And how old were you when this took place?

D. Arnatsiaq: Eight!

Dr. Hessen: I … Good god. Good god.

Dr. Hessen stands and turns, clasping a hand to her mouth. After a minute, she returns to the desk.

Dr. Hessen: My apologies. You were saying about the falcons?

D. Arnatsiaq: Yeah! I love the falcons. When they fly it's like a fight plane, all rushing towards you, talons out. I miss the falcons. And the wolves. The neighbour boy tried to steal our ball once, and the wolves came rushing at him, and…

The subject leans forward, and lowers his voice.

D. Arnatsiaq: Promise you won't tell? I'd get in big trouble with mama.

Dr. Hessen: Your secret's safe with me.

D. Arnatsiaq: (giggling) He wet his pants. He wet his pants like a baby. I miss the wolves. And the falcons. And the foxes, even though they stink. I miss the sky. When will I see the sky?

Dr. Hessen: Well, I'm not certain about that.

D. Arnatsiaq: It smells here. And I can't touch the sky, or the ground. How will ████ have his first knife time then?

Dr. Hessen: Well, as long as you're staying with us, I'm afraid we can't allow that to happen. We need to learn more about -

D. Arnatsiaq: I can't help him, I'm not old enough. But you could do it, couldn't you? I could talk to the falcon, and you could bring us outside. It wouldn't take long. Please, miss. It only hurts for a bit, I promise.

Dr. Hessen: I'm afraid I can't do that. We're not allowed to let this spread.

D. Arnatsiaq: The wolves were right. They told me you'd try to stop me. You want to make us into fat, wasting, cudchewers, don't you? That's why you've been giving us plants everyday. You're trying to poison us.

Dr. Hessen: Dmitri, please. We're trying to make sure you grow and stay healthy -

D. Arnatsiaq: You're Verdant! Verdant! Panling! Mama warned us about people like you - she called you filthy, stinking, marrow-suckers.

Dr. Hessen: Security, please -

D. Arnatsiaq: When the circle is split, you'll see. The predator won't chase the prey no more. The book says that when it breaks, the rabbit will feast until it starves, the fool, and the wolf will look on, content. When the real for true gods come home to make us free, you'll see then. You'll rot forever, you tumor on the earth, decaying in the beating sun with your old goat. See how you like your lovely leaves then. You'll be real sorry then.

<End Log>

Afterword: The subject refused to converse any further, as did his relatives in custody. The animals retrieved from his residence were also markedly more aggressive.

The Arnatsiaq children were restrained to keep them from engaging in SCP-3000; but they refused to eat any food provided by the Foundation. When asked about any foods he and his siblings would be willing to eat, Vasily Arnatsiaq told Foundation staff to check the animal enclosures. The specimens in captivity had left some of their flesh uneaten in piles by the entrance. After some deliberation, the use of this meat to feed the Arnatsiaq children has been approved.

Copies of the Book of Bone and Book of Frost referenced by Dmitri were found in the Arnatsiaq residence. The books were in disrepair, and had been damaged like many of the items of the house, but there were several other excerpts which could be salvaged:

A description of the Veldt entity, from the Book of Bone, refers to it as the collective consciousness of "the stones and bones and mountaintops, the owl's cry, and the lynx's fur, and the rich grey fur of the wolf in the moon light. Tooth and claw and howl we are, and footprints in the snow. Predators, they call us, but we will turn our fangs inwards, to the bone."

The Book of Frost explains the Verdant to be made up of "the sinful overrun life of the oozing, spreading swamps, the twisting ingrown forests, the soft and rotting plants, and the mouth-breathing beasts that feed on them, all ruled by the sinful glutton Pan, who tosses us his sickly, aging scraps to make his brood stronger, and expects us to be thankful. No more shall we feed on their scraps."

The Book of Feather and Fur describes the animals affected by SCP-3000 "as paragons of independence, of tenacity, of sustenance in self-contained tranquility. They are troubled nevermore with any thought but the texture of the lichen on the rocks, or the feeling of the wind that brings the blizzard. They are companions, protectors, mentors - pure distillation of a hunter."

Addendum 2: SCP-3000 appears to be growing in popularity among the homeless population of several cities, most prominently in Moscow, Salt Lake City, and Marrakesh. Sidewalk orators preaching the tenets and benefits of the religion associated with SCP-3000 are becoming increasingly common. Due to the nebulous nature of these communities, active surveillance and neutralization of the humans afflicted with SCP-3000 has proven difficult. Any attempts to capture humans afflicted by SCP-3000 have been foiled by opposition from affected animals. Covert intelligence operations have proven more successful at gathering information, though any leader figures, if they exist at all, have not yet been found.

Foundation Agent Lucas Bayard infiltrated a Salt Lake City sect to gain more information about the motives of those who joined. The following is a transcript of a conversation he had with a fellow convert, ███ ████████. ████████ was attempting to engage in SCP-3000 using a rusty knife, and Bayard approached him to offer a clean one.

<BEGIN LOG>

Bayard: Hey, man, put that down. You'll give yourself tetanus. Here, use mine.

[████████ accepts it, and begins cutting a slice of flesh from his thigh.]

████████: Much appreciated. My teeth aren't what they used to be, you know? Neither is the rest of me. Not like you. What's a good strong fellow like you doing here?

Bayard: Wasn't me, needed strength. Wife's cancer ate through our savings, and then through her stomach lining. Insurance wouldn't cover it. Pre-existing conditions.

████████: That's a shame. That's a real damn shame. I'm sorry to hear that. That's the whole damn problem. Everybody's got everyone else wrapped up around them on a string. You gotta kiss ass after ass to get what you want, and then they throw you out and you have to beg them for scraps in the street.

Bayard: Exactly. I could never bring myself to go in a soup kitchen. I was so fucking ashamed. I used to be, I don't know, a provider. And then I was just a charity case.

████████: That's exactly it. If they want us to eat, we eat, but it's all at their whim. We're fucking pets. But this? I like this. The guy told me that all a man needed to live was given to him when he was born, and as long as he had his bones he was all right. And I'll tell you what. I've got my fucking bones. And now I don't need nobody else. I got the sun on my skin, and the wind in my hair, and the flesh on my bones, and I can live wherever the hell I want, because ain't nobody can take that away from me.

<END LOG>

Addendum 3: Despite the active public attempts at conversion, actually partaking in SCP-3000 was done in private until an incident on January 25th of 2017, whereupon a Moscovian man who had just engaged in SCP-3000 climbed onto the roof of an Orthodox church, followed by three northern goshawks. A transcript of recovered video footage taken by a civilian witness is included below.

<BEGIN FOOTAGE>

(The man is approximately halfway up the side of the church. The goshawks circle around him whilst he climbs. When he reaches the top, he leans back against the church spire, grasps it for support, and begins to speak.)

PoI-3000-Delta: You'll regret this one day, you sordid, gluttonous bags of fat and blood. You and your sap-filled monstrosities you call gods.

(The largest goshawk makes the first incision with its beak. The footage is briefly blocked by someone moving in front of the recording device. When the man is visible again, two goshawks have begun to probe within the incision. They eventually remove a large dark mass - the the footage is too low quality to allow for detailed inspection, but the organ removed appears likely his liver. PoI-3000-Delta shows no discomfort as it is removed. An identified man next to the recorder of the footage vomits on his shoes.)

Unidentified man: Is that - oh god, is that his liver?

PoI-3000-Delta: The Verdant has abused us for so, so long, leaving us their scraps, permitting us to feast on their weak and dying. Pushing us to the harshest parts of your overgrown world. But the blade turns in the hand now, hah! We don't need your leavings, not now! We can exist alone, and you cannot.

(All three goshawks begin to peel away the the skin and inner lining from his ribcage.)

Unidentified woman (off screen): Somebody get him the fuck down from there!

(No one moves or makes any audible remarks.)

PoI-3000-Delta: The Veldt provides so we survive! Without us, you'll suffer! You don't know it yet, but you'll see! You'll grow and rot and grow and rot until there's nowhere left to go and the vines are wrapped around your own throats and you are strangled and choked in your own waste. Unbalance! Unbalance! The cycle goes both ways! You've forgotten it, but we'll make you remember. Remember that predator needs prey, and prey needs predator. You'll beg us for help, for mercy, like that which you never gave us. And for once we'll feast as you look on, starving, and you'll finally know.

(The goshawks remove the last of the tissue from PoI-3000-Delta's chest, leaving his ribs exposed. He begins breaking off his own ribs and tosses them to the crowd below. Multiple observers have begun screaming.)

PoI-3000-Delta: Go on! Eat! Crack them open, suck the marrow! Know what it is to taste the Veldt!

(The footage is blocked once more, and the recording device falls to the ground face down.)

<END FOOTAGE>

The next day, another man climbed a church in Butte, Montana, and began reciting a similar speech, accompanied by turkey vultures. The church's reverend attempted to argue with him, and began quoting Bible passages at him. After arguing with the man for some time, the vultures descended upon the preacher and tore out his tongue. Witnesses were detained and given medical aid if needed before being amnesticized. Both incidents were passed off as performance art pieces. Undercover Agents are now directed to incapacitate those who intend to engage in SCP-3000 publicly before civilians are exposed.

Addendum 4: Observation has shown that areas high animals affected by SCP-3000 are having die-offs of local prey species, some reducing populations by up to 80 percent. These die-offs appear to be due to population growth running unchecked, causing starvation when food sources were depleted. Recovered bodies contain no bone tissue whatsoever; further testing shows that all bone disintegrates immediately upon death. In addition, there have been more 20 cases over the past month where humans affected by SCP-3000 have deliberately destroyed plantations or farms. They used a unknown substance that causes calcification of plant tissue on contact to do so. All perpetrators in custody committed suicide before reaching trial.

Addendum 5: As of February 12, agents and researchers involved in the monitoring and suppression of SCP-3000 have begun to develop ossiferous growths on their heads that develop into structures resembling goats' horns; their pupils have changed from circular to rectangular and their feet appear to be undergoing a deformation and calcification to cloven hooves. The Arnatsiaq children were questioned as to the origin of these changes. However, their only response was to refer to the affected as "Panlings," and to spit in their questioners' faces.

Addendum 6: Personnel altered as described above have developed irrepressible autosarcophagic tendencies, without the regeneration effect of SCP-3000. Those affected have had to be muzzled for their own safety. Cognitive abilities have declined severely. In addition, vocal cords appear to have degenerated, so verbal communication has proven impossible. When given the means for written communication, the afflicted's writings consisted entirely of simplistic pleas for their restraints to be removed, followed by threats of physical harm when their requests were not met.

The Arnatsiaq children described this behavior as a form of retribution. Vasily Arnatsiaq quoted one of the associated religious texts as an explanation:

The enemies of the Veldt shall be marked as such with the cursed caprine signs so that all who see them know that they are servants of that tumor on the world, the awful satyr Pan. And never again shall they crack the bones of the starving earth and suck its precious marrow and laugh and grow fat; they shall consume themselves, and their bones will dry in the sun and be rid of their evil forever.

All Foundation agents involved in the infiltration of the SCP-3000 community have been withdrawn indefinitely pending an O5 decision on further action. More passive containment strategies are being considered, including falsified media and news coverage as well as large-scale use of mild amnestics, especially as public demonstrations of SCP-3000 become more common. The Arnatsiaq children are no longer allowed to come into contact with staff, but are free to engage in SCP-3000. No use of restraints is authorized at this time.

Lakshmi Bio

Dr. Lakshmi Agarwal is an animal psychologist and Senior Researcher in her late twenties, promoted early due to having a hellish work ethic and a mind like a steel trap. She's a textbook Type-A, and yet will happily roll around in the mud with Oinkers for hours. A little aloof and standoffish, she's better with reading anomalies than she is with people. However, she had a loving girlfriend - vet school student Avery - who visited often and seemed to be the perfect match - until she dumped Lakshmi out of the blue and went missing two months later. Lakshmi's been even more reserved ever since…

Timeline: Lakshmi joined after getting her PhD in 2016 - at which point she had been living with Avery for a while. Avery disappeared in 2019… And now, two years later, Lakshmi has been assigned to the detail of SCP-5760 - a young woman transformed into a monstrous creature, who has a strange fondness for Lakshmi…

Wings of Glory

Item #: SCP-2754

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2754 is to remain closed to the public.

Conveyance Of Regional Gwerin Internationally

Item #: SCP-2952

Object Class: Euclid Safe

Special Containment Procedures: Urban and suburban sections of SCP-2952 should be camouflaged appropriately according to their surrounding environment, or built directly into the walls or foundation of nearby buildings. Underwater sections of SCP-2952 are to be disguised as internet cables. Sections of SCP-2952 in rural or undeveloped areas are to be buried underground.

As of 1/5/17, instances of SCP-2952-1 are to be exposed to allow travelers using SCP-2952 to depart and board. SCP-2952-1 instances are to be remotely monitored so that civilians who encounter SCP-2952 can be detained and amnesticized. If an SCP-2952-1 instance is still in the process of being uncovered and set up for monitoring, a small meal of fruits, milk, nuts, wildflowers, and honey is to be left at the instance at each sunrise and sunset. The plate is to be accompanied by a note in Welsh politely apologizing for the inconvenience and providing a date for when the instance will be opened for transit.

Though SCP-2952 does not require food or water, regular interaction and play with the head end of SCP-2952 is advisable to maintain emotional health, and is beneficial to onsite morale.

Description: SCP-2952 is a male Pembroke Welsh Corgi over 30,000 kilometers long. The head and front legs of SCP-2952 is located in Portland, Oregon, while the hindquarters are located in a rural area of Japan's Kariwa District, weaving through the Americas, Europe, and much of Asia in between. SCP-2952 does not appear to age, nor does it require food or water. SCP-2952 will not move more than 5 meters from its original position, even if threatened or offered a reward. SCP-2952 will quickly regenerate from all damage done to it. One end will respond to stimuli from the other without the delay that would be expected due to its length.

At certain areas along SCP-2952's length, small openings will form along its sides at regularly scheduled intervals - see Schedule-SCP-2952-1 for a full timetable. These locations are designated instances of SCP-2952-1. There are approximately 324 instances of SCP-2952-1: some are located in major cities, others in suburban or rural areas. The formation of these holes does not seem to harm or adversely affect SCP-2952. When these openings appear, humanoid beings will exit SCP-2952. These entities, designated SCP-2952-2, are on average 3 centimeters high and cannot be viewed directly - they must be photographed or filmed, though physical evidence of their presence like shadows or footprints can be observed.

After the first group exits, a different group of SCP-2952-2 will appear and enter into the same opening. The opening will then seal until the next scheduled event. The same instance of SCP-2952-2 can be seen entering at one SCP-2952-1 location and departing at another. Openings on the north side of SCP-2952 take passengers west, while those on the south side take passengers east. The average document speed of SCP-2952 appears to be 120 kilometers per hour, not accounting for stops at SCP-2952-1 instances.

The burying of many of the SCP-2952-1 instances stopped SCP-2952-2 from entering or exiting SCP-2952. Three days after all SCP-2952 instances were buried, Project Director Stevens disappeared from his apartment, with an adult European mole left in his place. Over the next three weeks, 17 of the construction workers responsible for burying SCP-2952-1 instances woke to find the walls of their houses had been replaced by a mixture of poison ivy and deathcap mushrooms. After two months, Researcher Mills, who had been in charge of testing the regenerative properties of SCP-2952, woke up with poisonous nightshade berries in his mouth, and stakes of hawthorn driven through his hands and feet.

The anomalous events were theorized to be the work of the SCP-2952-2 population. In response, a plan to appease SCP-2952-2 was devised using information collated from relevant myths, leading to the current protocol for unburying and monitoring instances of SCP-2952-1 - implemented December 9th, 2016.

Two weeks later, the mole disappeared from its containment area and was replaced with Director Stevens, and the poison ivy and mushrooms disappeared from the homes of the construction workers.⁵ Security footage showed that during the retrieval and detaining of civilians who saw SCP-2952, there were instances of SCP-2952-2 following the Foundation agents and observing their actions closely.

On January 5th, 2017, SCP-2952 became visually imperceptible to all humans not under the Foundation's employ, in an identical manner to that of SCP-2952-2. In addition, instances of SCP-2952-2 are now visible to Foundation employees, though not to civilians. As such, SCP-2952 has now been reclassified as Safe.

Addendum:

On January 9th, 2017, Director Stevens had a note left on his desk by a starling, which flew out a window before it could be caught. The text of the note, translated from Welsh, is as follows:

Thank you for your prompt response to commuter complaints and wonderful customer service. As such, we have granted all members of your organization complimentary transportation on our C.O.R.G.I. system. Please send a sparrow to the Council of the Sidhe office nearest you if you have further questions.

G. Foxglove, Director of Transportation

The Council of the Sidhe

Agent Davies' ride on SCP-2952 can be found under Exploration Log SCP-2952 Alpha.

Exploration Log SCP-2952 Alpha

Opening Information: Agent Davies entered SCP-2952 at the closest SCP-2952-1 to the head, and was directed to depart at the next SCP-2952-1 instances, where a transport team was waiting for her. All material inside SCP-2952 was written in Welsh, and SCP-2952-2 instances also spoke only Welsh. Agent Elizabeth Davies was selected for the mission in part due to her fluency in Welsh. Log begins at 10:28.

<BEGIN LOG>

(Agent Davies touches SCP-2952 and immediately begins decreasing in size.)

Agent Davies: What on earth - okay. Shrinkage seems proportional? Well, let's hope it's proportional, for my sake. (Agent Davies chuckles.) None of the typical detrimental side effects you see with other SCPs that cause shrinkage. And… noting that end height appears to be 3.2 centimeters tall. Control, can you still hear me?

Mission Control: We can hear you perfectly, Agent.

Agent Davies: All right then. Tech isn't affected by the shift, either. Good to know. Doors should open at 10:35, yes?

Mission Control: That's correct.

(Agent Davies waits, during which time six instances of SCP-2952-2 join her. A male instance of SCP-2952-2 approaches her⁶.)

Mission Control: You are clear to engage in conversation if needed, Agent Davies.

(Agent Davies does not respond verbally, but discretely makes a thumbs-up gesture in view of the body camera.)

Instance 2-A: Hope this thing isn't late again. I tried to make it to the glade in time for midnight at the solstice, missed it by six minutes. All the ingredients for A Harvest's Bane incantation - gone to seed.

Agent Davies: Do you know why it's been late?

2-A: Some kind of internal blockage. Poor thing's got kidney stones, I hear.⁷

(The openings along SCP-2952's side appear at 10:41, and nine instances of SCP-2952-2 exit. Agent Davies enters SCP-2952, whereby all communication with Mission Control cuts off. The interior of SCP-2952 looks similar to a subway car. The walls, ceiling and floor appear to be constructed of birch bark wrapped around thin twigs. The walls are lined with seats, which are cushioned with a variety of flower petals. Many of the seats are in disrepair. Agent Davies takes a seat across from Instance 2-A. The doors close, and the car begins to move. A slightly distorted voice begins to speak, with no discernible source.)

Voice: Now departing from Three Portlands. Next stop, West Coast Rainforest.

(Agent Davies observes her surroundings. Posted on the upper walls are advertisements for an organic oakmoss tincture, a religious organization practicing a variant of Paganism, and the premiere of a new children's cartoon featuring SCP-2952 called "The Global Adventures of the Great Grady!" Also visible are various forms of graffiti - including multiple messages such as "BROWNIES SUK, GO BACK TO YOUR GLENS," and an image resembling SCP-2547. An instance of SCP-2952-2 further down the car begins playing "Lady Greensleeves" on a flute loudly and off key).

Unknown: Shut the hell up, will you!?

(A baby begins crying. Another instance of SCP-2952-2 throws a thorn at the flutist, who promptly ceases playing. After some time, an elderly female instance of SCP-2952-2, designated Instance 2-B, approaches Agent Davies while holding a scroll.)

Instance 2-B: Excuse me dear, would you mind signing this petition? It's attempting to revoke the new law saying that mice are no longer allowed on board. So unfair! Just a signature, dear, that's all I need - not even a true name.

Agent Davies: Er… Apologies, Miss, but I'm not a citizen.

Instance 2-B: I see. Very well. Would you mind if I sit?

Agent Davies: Not at all.

(Instance 2-B takes the seat next to Agent Davies and begins knitting using two thorns as needles. At the far end of the car, a male instance of SCP-2952-2 takes out a package wrapped in leaves and unwraps it, revealing a mushroom of unknown species. The instance begins loudly consuming the mushroom. Based on the facial expressions of other passengers, the mushroom is quite pungent in odor. Instance 2-B leans over to Agent Davies.)

Instance 2-B: Now, if they were going to ban something truly unpleasant…

(Agent Davies laughs.)

Voice: Now approaching West Coast Rainforest.

(Agent Davies stands. When the car stops, she exits along with instances 2-A, 2-B, and twelve others. Agent Davies approaches SCP-2952 and pats its side.)

Agent Davies: Good boy.

(Agent Davies is returned to normal size. Communication resumes. She crouches over the departing crowd, spots Instance 2-B, and waves farewell before departing for the transport vehicle.)

<END LOG>

Doggone It

MAKE MORE IMPERIOUS, GODLY

Item #: SCP-3951

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: Monitoring of SCP-3951 should be conducted through unmanned drones. SCP-3951-1 is not to be entered without first requesting permission from SCP-3951. SCP-3951 should be monitored for signs of imminent movement so that seismic activity warnings can be issued. Engaging in conversation with SCP-3951 should be avoided. No domesticated dogs should be brought into the presence of SCP-3951 while the dog is accompanied by a human.

Update: After the events of 12/14/16, no unnecessary contact is authorized at this time.

Description: SCP-2871 is a 362 meter long white Arctic wolf, capable of speech in Inuktitut. SCP-2871 is located in the Arctic Circle at ██ degrees North, ███ West. SCP-3951 will tolerate the presence of humans, but engaging it in conversation on subjects that it dislikes will often result in it consuming the person talking to it. It will often consume its victims in a drawn-out and prolonged manner - it has been hypothesized that this is a method of retribution rather than a desire for sustenance.

A roughly hemispherical cavern in the ice has formed around SCP-3951, with an entrance facing south. This formation has been designated SCP-3951-1. Occasionally, herds of caribou or downs of arctic hares will appear within SCP-3951-1; SCP-3951 will then consume them. The survivors will escape into cracks in the ice and dematerialize. These herds appear to be SCP-3951's food source, generated at will.

Embedded in the eastern side of SCP-3951-1 is a waterfall 80 meters in height that generates a mixture of caribou blood, rendered seal fat, and fermented reindeer milk. This feature is designated SCP-3951-2. Pods of harp seals can sometimes be found swimming in the pool that has formed below SCP-3951-2, which SCP-3951 will then consume. It is theorized that, much like the aforementioned caribou and rabbits, these seals appear only when SCP-3951 is hungry.

SCP-3951 never exits SCP-3951-1 and exhibits little movement, mainly shifting from laying on its back to laying on its side and vice versa. However, if SCP-3951 were to actually leave SCP-3951-1, the resulting seismic damage would be catastrophic. Its paws are oversized and its legs appear to be thicker relative to its body than a non-anomalous wolf, suggesting it could be capable of supporting itself despite its immense size and weight.

SCP-3951 continuously drinks from SCP-3951-2, showing the ability to start and stop the flow of liquid at will. Due to the alcohol content of the substance, SCP-3951's behavior shows signs of severe inebriation - specifically, slurred speech and a tendency towards publicly airing its grievances.

SCP-3951 was located after satellite imagery found enormous canid footprints leading to SCP-3951-1 dating back to the Holocene epoch. SCP-3951 does not appear to have left SCP-3951-1 since.

Interview Log 1:

Interviewer: Dr. Arnatsiaq

Interviewed: SCP-3951

Date: 12/11/16

Information: SCP-3951 had remained awake for 2 months. This was the longest period of wakefulness exhibited by SCP-3951 since its discovery in 1964. Previous times had been far shorter in duration - usually 3 to 6 days. Contact was initiated in hopes of gaining coherent information about SCP-3951. It is of note that SCP-3951's eyes were closed when Dr. Arnatsiaq approached.

<BEGIN LOG>

Dr. Aglukark: Hello!

SCP-3951: Who dares wake me from my slumber!?

Dr. Aglukark: I'm…Dr. Arnatsiaq. I'm an envoy. We're looking to learn more about you. Who you are.

SCP-3951: Mmmm. You deign to forget me, Amarok, beast of the Artic, bane of prey-things, father of all? Hmmph. I suppose it is to be expected.

(Dr. Aglukark enters SCP-3951-1. SCP-3951 opens his eyes, and sees Dr. Aglukark.)

SCP-3951: Er…Well, this is unexpected. You surprise me - a rare and worthy feat! Name your species, mortal?

Dr. Aglukark: Human.

SCP-3951: Ha! Last time I saw you, your kind was cowering in the bushes! I will admit, however, I have always had a special place for you in my heart of hearts - not my absolute favorite creation, of course, but a particularly liked race. It warms me to see you prosper.

Dr. Aglukark: You made us?

SCP-3951: Of course!

Dr. Aglukark: Thank you?

SCP-3951: And yet you appear to have no master. Has the fruit of my loins not conquered you?

Dr. Aglukark: Well, er … We've trained them? To help us around the house, and with the herds, and when hunting.

(SCP-3951's eye opens wider.)

SCP-3951: Wait. You trained them?

Dr. Aglukark: That's correct, yes.

(SCP-3951's fur begins bristling.)

SCP-3951: Oh, fuck no. Fuck. Fucking hell. I'm gonna kill those dumbass canines. Bring me one of my children.

Dr. Aglukark: Your children?

SCP-3951: You heard me! Here, I'll spell it out for you, you glorified lemur. Bring a dog. Bring me a goddamn dog, or I crush your puny spine!

<END LOG>

Interview Log 2:

Interviewer: Dr. Aglukark

Interviewed: SCP-3951

Date: 12/14/16

Information: Dr. Aglukark approached SCP-3951 with a female Samoyed, a male Golden Retriever, and a male Chihuahua.

<BEGIN LOG>

Dr. Aglukark: SCP-3951! May I come in?

SCP-3951: Come on in, you hairless cretin.

Dr. Aglukark: I brought the dogs, as requested.

SCP-3951: Brilliant. Now shut the hell up. (SCP-2781 speaks to the Samoyed.) Let me take a look at you.

(The Samoyed trots forward.)

SCP-3951: All right, then. Not bad as bad as we thought. Wait. What's the deal with the collar?

(The Samoyed does not respond.)

SCP-3951: Are you deaf? Oh. Oh no. Oh, fucking hell.

(SCP-3951 begins speaking slowly and over-articulating.)

SCP-3951: Can you speak?

Dr. Aglukark: Speak, Mhyka!

(The Samoyed barks. SCP-2781 places a paw over its eyes.)

SCP-3951: What the hell!?

SCP-3951: (SCP-3951 removes its paw and addresses the Golden Retriever.) You let them castrate you!? They were supposed to be your snacks! Oh, fucking hell. You let them domesticate you, didn't you.

Dr. Aglukark: I apologize if we've upset you?

(The Chihuahua, which Dr. Aglukark had wrapped in blankets, emerges. Upon seeing the Chihuahua, SCP-3951 turns to Dr. Aglukark.)

SCP-3951: What. The. Fuck. That is not a wolf. No way in hell that's a wolf… oh, (sniffs) fucking shit fuck, the smell is right. What the hell is that?! What in the fuck did you apes do!?

Dr. Aglukark: I'm sorry, have I done something wrong?

SCP-3951: (breathing heavily) You took. My children. My beautiful children. And bred them to make a squeaking rat!

(SCP-3951 takes a drink from SCP-3951-2, and addresses the dogs.)

SCP-3951: I get you idiots through the Ice Age. I make you a great fucking planet. I give you trees, and lakes, and a ton of convenient snacks. I take a nap for two fucking millennia, and I wake up a laughingstock. Fuck, Amaguq's never gonna let me live this down. Fucking smarmy little prick. "Brotherly love" my ass. (Glaring at the Chihuahua) You're a disappointment, you know that?

(The Chihuahua licks Dr. Aglukark's face. SCP-3951 glares at Dr. Aglukark.)

SCP-3951: I never should have given you idiots thumbs.

<END LOG>

The Face of Famine

Item #: SCP-2952

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: Areas over instances of SCP-2952 are to be designated no-fly zones. Land containing SCP-2952 is to be purchased by a Foundation front company and enclosed in a barbed-wire fence to deter trespassers. Instances of SCP-2952 are to be given 300 kilograms of wheat per day, on a portioned feeding schedule. To maintain docility, each SCP-2952 is to be spoken to soothingly at least once per day. Personnel assigned to the maintenance and study of SCP-2952 may request a transfer and amnestics regimen after four weeks of duty.

Description: SCP-2952 is a phenomenon that affects rural Ukranian villages in which 85-100% of the native population perished between the years of 1928 and 1935 as a result of the artificial famine of the 1930s⁸. There are currently 37 instances of SCP-2952, with the earliest instance theorized to have appeared in 1936, and the most recent having appeared in 1951. Within affected villages, the town square, or center of town if no town square exists, has split into a chasm anywhere from 3 to 8 km wide, resembling a human mouth. Roadways have contorted and fused together into a tongue-like appendage that SCP-2952 instances use to grasp food and bring it into the chasm. Fragments of buildings that were part of the affected area line the sides of the crevasse, and are used for tearing, cutting, and grinding food. Food eaten by SCP-2952 instances shows an exponentially accelerated rate of decay.

Unmanned expeditions into the "throat" of an SCP-2952 instance shows no further abnormalities, merely a deposit of all organic material which that instance has consumed. SCP-2952 instances are almost constantly chewing, stopping only to wail in distress, or to beg for food in Ukranian. Despite being able to speak, SCP-2952 shows limited intelligence, and conversation with it is hindered by its fixation on food. SCP-2952 instances display a very basic grasp of language and speak in fragmented, simplistic statements.

The first known encounter with SCP-2952 was when a Soviet army officer patrolling the [REDACTED] region in 19██ encountered one instance, now designated SCP-2952-1. An excerpt of his account is below:

It was so quiet, when I heard the wailing. So weak. So when I made my way through the overgrowth and the ruins to find it, I wasn't prepared at all.

It howled at me for food, begging, pleading, and its voice got louder and louder until I saw birds fly from the trees. It strained after them, snapping its teeth, trying in vain to catch one. It was asking me, me for food. I told it I had nothing, nothing, but it kept howling. There was so much pain. it went back and forth - a thousand voices, then just the one. It gnashed its teeth at me and I knew it wouldn't care if it ate me, just so long as it could send something down that gaping, ravenous chasm.

SCP-2952 consumes only organic material. When near humans who have not provided it with food, SCP-2952 instances continue to increase the volume of their vocalizations and demands until food is brought, and will then return to the standard level. SCP-2952 will also grow increasingly belligerent and demanding in the presence of humans who have not fed it. Following is a test log of the foods given to SCP-2952 instances:

Type of Food	Observed changes in behavior
Soy feed	No change
Grass	No change
Cow's milk	No change
Human breast milk	No change
Potatoes	No change
Rotten beef	No change
Fresh beef	No change
Wheat	Slight decrease in baseline volume and activity after being fed.

Testing shows SCP-2952 has at least a slight preference for wheat. As such, it should be provided with wheat daily, given in multiple portions to ease its distress.

Interview Log with SCP-2952-3

Interviewer: Dr. Zagriev, on-site therapist

Interviewed: SCP-2952-3

<Begin Log>

Dr. Zagriev: Hello, SCP-2952-3. How are you feeling today.

SCP-2952-3: Hungry! Hungry, stomach empty. Need eat. Starving. Bring food?

Dr. Zagriev: Not this time, I'm afraid.

SCP-2952-3: Bring food! Food! Hungry! Grain, meat, grass, anything! Starving! Please food! Please! SCP-2952 begins to wail for thirty seconds. Food now! Now now now! Food when? Food now!

Dr. Zagriev: SCP-2952-3, please, be calm. You will always have food.

SCP-2952-3: Food? More? Food? now. Feed now. Now. Must feed. Have food now.

Dr. Zagriev: We will make sure you have food. You will not need to be hungry again.

SCP-2952-3: Food always? Hungry so long. No food. Almost never. Hungry so long. So many hungry. All hunger. I all hunger. Empty stomach. Empty mouth. So long, empty. Never food… Always?

Dr. Zagriev: Always.

SCP-2952-3: … Full?

Dr. Zagriev: Yes. One day.

<End Log>

Ending Notes: The interview was finished when SCP-2952-3's third meal was brought. After the conversation above - which was preceded by three weeks of similar interaction - SCP-2952-3 showed a 10% decrease in frequency of demands for food. As such, all SCP-2952 instances are to have their containment procedures updated to reflect these findings. If this routine is followed in combination with the new feeding schedule, extrapolations indicate that meaningful conversation with SCP-2952 instances will be possible, given time - likely within the next 2 to 4 months.

Note for Researcher Director of SCP-2952's Study

No change in behavior occurs if SCP-2952 instances are provided with food, once that food is consumed. The type or nature of the food has no real influence on the behavior of SCP-2952 instances, nor does any form of therapy or human interactions. The nature of SCP- However, due to the distressing behavior of SCP-2952, giving food to SCP-2952 instances and initiating soothing interactions has shown to increase morale of employees assigned to its care.

A Coastal Cancer

{$caption}

Item #: SCP-2736

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: Local governments should be contacted by a Foundation front to encourage the start of projects promoting ecologically friendly behaviors. Foundation Agents should be implanted in the Parks and Recreation department of at-risk towns to promote risk-decreasing attitudes within the local legislation, and the local community. An awareness campaign using a horseshoe crab mascot to promote environmental awareness among schoolchildren has proven particularly effective, as have town wide "beach cleaning" events featuring free concessions and entertainment.

Description: SCP-2736 is a phenomenon that affects coastal towns along the American Atlantic Seaboard. To be affected, towns must be less than 12,000 people in population. In addition, , there are recurring patterns of development that precede an instance of SCP-2736. These include the destruction of local wetlands for construction projects, having one or more industrial plants that discharge waste into the ocean, legal lenience with regards to littering, and insufficient safeguarding of local wildlife habitats or populations from human intrusion.

SCP-2736 begins with a large-scale aversion to human social norms among all current inhabitants of that town, often going on long and profane diatribes about their rejection of these social standards. The severity of these social transgressions increases over time: on the third day, inhabitants may express disdain for the idea of taxes, on the seventh day, they shun the idea of currency, and on the fourteenth, they refuse to wear clothing. This stage lasts for three to four weeks, and universally ends with the willing and enthusiastic dismantling of all buildings and other man-made objects such as cars and boardwalks. After deconstruction, affected individuals will usually jump up and down on the wreckage and insult it, declaring their joy to be free of such constraints.

This first stage is followed by a retreat into undeveloped areas of land to begin the physical stage of the transformation. Over the course of one week, inhabitants begin transforming into Atlantic horseshoe crabs⁹ - beginning with the loss of all bodily hair, followed by generation of the extra limbs, then the growth and extension of the spine into an exoskeleton. The penultimate step is the reduction in size and alteration of head shape, including the brain, with the final stage being the growth of a tail.

The transformed inhabitants, referred to as SCP-2736-1, do not retain their human intelligence and for the most part demonstrate typical horseshoe crab behavior patterns. However, instances of SCP-2736-1 tend to congregate around the sites of their former homes and collect their former possessions, especially those considered valuable. They will exhibit aggressive behaviors if these possessions are removed. Instances of SCP-2736-1 will also only mate with other members of SCP-2736-1, and the abnormal behaviors are present in their offspring. Instances of SCP-2736 will follow humans around when they spot them.

Due to the friendly nature of SCP-2736-1,

TESTING REGIME of containment methods that work best.

All The Things Lost

Item #: SCP-2754

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: All buildings containing an entrance to SCP-2754 are to be purchased by a Foundation front company to prohibit public access. The doorways to SCP-2754 are to be cordoned off at all times save for exploration missions. Victims of SCP-2754 are to be contained indefinitely for further study, though no way of reversing the process has been found.

The ASH TREE LANE algorithm will generate locations suspected to contain an entrance to SCP-2754. Members of MTF Lamba-15 (Truants and Navidsons) are to check these locations for entrances and alert the Foundation if an instance is found.

Only D-Class personnel are allowed to travel further than 35 meters into the hallway.

Description: SCP-2754 is an anomalous hallway that manifests in corporate and residential buildings worldwide. It appears most often in urban and suburban areas in buildings with moderate to severe structural, electrical, or ventilation issues, and will replace a previously-non anomalous doorway. Doorways to SCP-2754 are impossible to close fully, consistently possessing an opening of at least 5 centimeters - the hinges will not move past that point no matter how much force is applied.

SCP-2754 does not conform to standard three-dimensional space, and will extend beyond the walls of the building it is contained in. SCP-2754 reaches at least 80 meters (possibly longer, but the hallway was at that point made impassable by the density of extruded objects).

When a person passes by SCP-2754, they will notice a small object (no more than 15 centimeters) - one that they have previously misplaced or left behind without intent to get rid of it - inside the hallway. Common instances include a pen cap, a bobby pin, or a coupon. After retrieving the object, most people do not continue further than this point after noticing that the hallway extends farther than the limits of their building, instead calling local authorities. The Foundation was alerted to the presence of SCP-2754 after a pattern of calls about architectural anomalies.

ADDENDUM:
After multiple recorded instances of a person entering SCP-2754 and leaving after noticing the abnormal properties, objects with both high monetary and or sentimental value began appearing further down the hallway. In addition, lighting in the hallway will dim or fail completely, always in a way that will hide the true extent of SCP-2754. This is hypothesized to be an attempt to improve its lure mechanisms and entice more people to progress further into the hallway.

Expeditions with D-Class personnel have shown that if someone has progressed more than 5 meters into the hallway, objects will begin appearing embedded in the walls, ceiling and floor. The density and size of objects begin increasing exponentially with the distance traveled into SCP-2754.

When they have progressed more than 15 meters, organic material will begin appearing - primarily hair, skin cells, and teeth. Genetic testing shows that the organic matter is a match to the current occupant of SCP-2754. Testing of the walls at this distance reveals them to be partially composed of epidermal tissue identical to that of the occupant.

At 30 meters, objects found in SCP-2754 are no longer solely former possessions of the occupant. Tissue samples in the wall show a composite of matter from multiple different people. Like object density and size, the number of different individuals with tissue found in the walls increases exponentially with distance.

At 40 meters, objects begin to change in structure. Objects will partially bifurcate, contort into asymmetrical shapes, flatten and spread outwards along the wall in irregular patterns, and extrude protrusions or growths. Object density at this point is high enough to block the light sources found in the the hallway. If the person attempts to leave after reaching this point, all objects that were once in their possession will detach from the hallway and roll behind the occupant, following them out. The objects will gain in speed as the person nears the exit, and begin matching the speed of the occupant. At this point, the objects will begin forcibly integrating themselves into the occupant, embedding themselves into their skin, with some burrowing deeper into internal organs, as well as bone if an object is hard enough to do so. All wounds that would normally occur from such a process heal immediately, but pain is experienced normally. Function of organs where objects have integrated themselves will be affected, though the victim will be kept alive through unknown means if fatal damage occurs. Bleeding from attempts to remove objects surgically cannot be stopped.

In cases where an object has managed to integrate itself with the brain, the victim will express euphoria at being reunited with their former possessions, and display affection for their integrated objects. When questioned as to the harmful behavior shown by their possessions, the victim claims that their actions were completely understandable, as their possessions were preventing the possibility that the victim would ever leave them behind again.

Draft: Can Anyone Hear You Scream?

Item #: SCP-2709

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: The forest within SCP-2709's affected area is to be cordoned and patrolled. Every two months, the forest is to be swept for animal life, and any specimens should be relocated to a safe area. Following each sweep, a controlled burn is scheduled for the "trigger" area to ensure safety of personnel.

Description: SCP-2709 is the designation for a phenomenon occurring in█████████ Forest in Clearfield, Pennsylvania. The phenomenon has a 10 km radius. SCP-2709's anomalous properties manifest at sundown each day. At this time, all animals between 10 and 8 km away from the origin point of SCP-2709 will cease normal behavior and begin to vocalize loudly and incessantly until sunrise. Affected animals will cease vocalizing if moved out of the sphere of influence and show no ill effects once removed from the area. Human entry into the affected area at any time provokes an aggressive response from any animals near the human subject, which has made further research difficult. No animal life can be found within an 8 km radius of the calculated origin point of the SCP-2709 phenomenon. If released too close to the origin point, the animal will immediately try to escape outside the 8 km radius, at which point it will resume normal behavior.

Mission Log November 19th of 20██:
In order to investigate further into the area affected by SCP-2709, the animals residing within the "trigger" area of SCP-2709 were either exterminated or relocated, and the area was enclosed to allow for the undisturbed passage of an exploratory delegation from forestry-based MTF Epsilon-36, "Rangers and Druids," consisting of Agents Thayer, Reed, and Miller, led by Captain Ives. Despite his past trauma after Incident SCP-417-7, Agent Thayer's knowledge of the local wildlife was deemed valuable in detecting potential anomalies, and was thus judged fit for combat. Unmanned expedition via drone had shown no evidence of visible anomalies. As such, the area was judged safe for human entry.

Audio-video transcript of salvaged mission footage below:

BEGIN RECORDING:

Miller: And mics are working! Lowell, is the camera streaming okay? … Yup, we're good.

Ives: And we're ready!

Thayer: [mumbling] As we'll ever be.

Reed: Eh, buck up, will you?

Ives: Let's go! We're wasting moonlight!

[The team enters the enclosure and locks the door behind them, and begin to walk deeper into the forest.]

Thayer: It's quiet.

Ives: Should've seen it before we cleared it. Goddamn nightmare. You had birds dive-bombing you, deer charging you - god, never thought a bloody squirrel was capable of being terrifying, but there you are. Be grateful.

Reed: Well, if I'm grateful for anything, it's these beauties. [Reed pats flamethrower issued to all members of the team for the mission.]

Ives: Yes, Reed, we know. You're a goddamn pyromaniac. Weapons locked till I say draw. They've cleared the area, but sometimes there could be things that hide in the trees. That's what they're for - anything bigger than a mouse, you get the rifles. Got it?

[Irrelevant footage removed.]

Thayer: Um, Ives. I heard you were gonna propose, yeah?

Ives: Oh, god, you heard too? I swear to god, you lot couldn't keep a bloody secret if you were paid to.

Thayer: Sorry, I just… I think Locke told me? I don't remember where I heard it.

Ives: Well, just don't tell her, is the only thing.

Miller: You think she'll say yes?

Ives: Well, I certainly hope so.

Reed: Fuck yeah. Bout time you got laid, Ives. But really, good on you. Invite me to the wedding, will you?

Miller: [laughing] Yeah, do you have a best man yet?

Thayer: [grimacing in pain] Mmmmmnnm. Ugh.

Reed: C'mon, Thayer, get over it! It's legal now!

Thayer: No - not it - [Thayer begins pawing at his ears in discomfort] Owwww, fucking oww.

Miller: What's wrong?

Thayer: My - my ears - fucking - fuck just stop!

Miller: Shit, where's his meds, is he - he's on propanolol? Is that what he needs? Or is it that other stuff?

Reed: No, I feel it too. Shit, that does hurt. Reporting definite aural discomfort, for the record.

Thayer: Ohhh god, it's getting worse -

Ives: Quiet, everyone. Do you hear that?

[A faint clicking noise coming from all directions. A pause, before swarms of termites erupt from the surrounding trees.]

Miller: Fuck!

Ives: Draw!

[Ives grabs her flamethrower and begins incinerating one of the trees. Reed and Miller follow. The termites swarm Thayer, covering his camera, as he unsuccessfully attempts to remove them. Ives switches her flamethrower for a can of aerosol pesticide, which she sprays over Thayer. Miller helps brush the termite corpses off of Thayer.]

Ives: Report. Uninjured.

Reed: Uninjured.

Miller: Uninjured.

[Thayer is silent.]

Ives: Thayer, are you injured? Please respond.

Miller: You okay?

Thayer: [through tears] Yeah. Yeah. Okay. Yeah.

[Silence. The team members turn to look at Thayer cautiously.]

Reed: Thayer. Go. Back. Whatever this place is, you're not dealing with it well. It's getting to you. That's not your fault, but we can't risk it.

Ives: Reed will take you back, Miller and I can continue. HQ -

Thayer: No. You need me.

Reed: Look, Thayer. I know you're our expert here.

Thayer: Exactly. I can tell when something's wrong, exactly how it's wrong.

Reed: But you're not. You can't tell. You're jumpy, you're paranoid, you're a mess.

Ives: Thayer, please, I'm asking you as your friend, not your captain. What happened with 417, it - you're not handling it well. I vouched for you to Administration. Don't make me regret that. Recognizing you're not ready and going back will make you a lot more likely to get back in the field eventually. If you push through like an idiot and get us all killed…

Thayer: Look. That buzzing earlier? That crap with your ears? Termites. They hid in the trees, the old rotten ones, the ones that don't burn. They make that sound, infrasound, you can't hear it, but it hurts your ears.

Miller: Okay -

Thayer: I knew they were there! [pause] I. Knew. I told the director that it might happen, and they told supplies, and that's why we had that spray can in the first place. [pause] I know this place. I've spent my whole life, in places like these. I know them. I know how they work. I can read them. You need me.

Ives: Fine.

Reed: Captain, I can't -

Ives: This is what's happening. HQ approved him. He's our expert on this ecosystem. You have a problem, I will radio for an escort back to HQ.

[Irrelevant footage removed. The team continues walking until they reach the barrier to the inner circle. Ives opens the gate and allows the team through, and locks it behind her.]

Ives: HQ, we're into the inner region, time is 2:34.

Miller: Hey, no more termites! Nice!

Thayer: Mmmm.

[Irrelevant footage removed. The team progresses towards the center. When they are around 9 meters away, Reed pauses to pick up an object.]

Reed: Unidentified foreign substance here.

[Reed holds up the object he has found so that it is visible to the camera. It appears to be a fragment of a hard, glossy black substance almost an inch thick.]

Reed: Looks like…obsidian, almost?

Thayer: It's not. It's chitin. Insect shells.

Miller: I thought there were no animals here.

Reed: Might've been here before the thing moved in?

[Thayer takes the fragment from Reed, shakes his head.]

Thayer: Too new. Edges are too sharp.

Ives: That means - [Thayer nods.]

Miller: Oh, god. That's from -

Ives: HQ, we have evidence of an organism near the center of SCP-2709. We have a chitinous fragment, likely insectoid in nature. Draw your weapons, everyone.

Reed: Keep that bugspray out. Right, Thayer? [Thayer has frozen in place, facing away from the camera.] Thayer? [Thayer slowly turns to face Reed, and throws himself at the camera.]

Thayer: Run! Run! Run! For goddsakes, run! Go! Get out! Go! Get out! Go! Run! Fucking run! Run! Why won't you run!?

[Reed stumbles back, and pushes Thayer forward. Thayer continues to try and force Reed back, slamming his shoulder into Reed's stomach repeatedly before tackling him. Reed throws Thayer to the ground. There is a sharp snap, and the ground collapses beneath Thayer and Reed. This initial impact leads the ground to begin caving in in a radius of about 15 meters around the point of origin, forming a roughly conical pit. All four team members begin falling into the pit. Ives finds a handhold in the dirt, and manages to drag Miller up with her. As more soil falls, a niche is exposed, where Ives and Miller take cover. Thayer attempts to shove Reed to solid ground as they slide down towards the center, but loses his balance, and tumbles into the pit. When he reaches the bottom, a pair of elongated mandibles approximately 2 meters long emerge from the sand and begins to drag him underground. He continues screaming for the other members to run until his body is crushed. His remains are pulled down into the pit. The mandibles do not resurface.]

Ives: HQ, we've got a hostile entity, carnivorous, insectoid. We need back up. Now. Thayer's dead.

Miller: Reed! Can you make your way over here?

[Reed does not respond.]

Ives: There's a tunnel over here! Dig your fingers in, crawl over.

Reed: This is my fault.

Ives: Reed, get over here, now. That's an order!

Reed: I threw him in. I threw him to that thing. He died, I did it. My fault. Mine.

Miller: Fucking hell.

Ives: Reed, don't you dare. Get the hell over here.

[Reed moves over slowly. When he is about 3 meters from Ives and Miller, he loses his grip and slides into the pit. He begins scrambling upwards to no avail, as the movement appears to alert the creature in the pit, hereby designated SCP-2709-1. SCP-2709-1 resembles a larval member of the Myrmeleontidae family, though significantly larger.]

Reed: No no no fuck! [Reed begins firing his rifle at SCP-2709-1. SCP-2709-1 is undeterred and continues towards Reed. After biting Reed in half, SCP-2709-1 catches sight of Miller and Ives. It emits a loud shriek and begins climbing towards them.]

Ives: Run!

[Ives and Miller descend further into the tunnel, which is revealed to be part of a network of subterranean passages. The tunnels appear to allow for SCP-2709-1 to travel underground. Miller and Ives pick tunnels at random, while tremors behind them indicate the approach of the entity. Miller trips over a root, and injures his ankle.]

Miller: Go. go go go. I've got my rifle.

Ives: Not fucking happening.

[Ives drags Miller into a side passage, and presses against the wall.]

Ives: I don't know how well it can see us. I think it senses mainly through vibrations. If we keep quiet, we might be able to deal with it.

Miller: Okay. Stay still, stay quiet. Got it.

[The sound of SCP-2709. approaching grows louder, and lower, but eventually slows. Ives turns towards the entrance as it pokes its jaws into the chamber. After approximately 10 seconds, it leaves. Miller and Ives remain motionless for some time.]

Miller: I think it's gone.

[Ives begins to laugh, and Miller joins her. The two embrace. When they finish laughing, Ives stands, and begins to explore the chamber. As she turns and walks closer to the far wall, piles of dried excrement become visible in the corner. Several off-white objects are protruding from the heap. She pulls one out - a human femur. She finds another - a human vetrebrae. After some digging, she finds a human skull.]

Ives: Holy fuck.

Miller: What? Oh, gross, Ives, don't fucking dig around in that.

Ives: Come see this. This is important.

[Miller comes to join her.]

Miller: Bones.

Ives: All of them human. Nothing from any other animal. We're immune, but it doesn't eat… Oh my god. Oh my god, oh my god. Fuck. Fucking hell.

Miller: What is it? What's wrong.

Ives: They all scream except us. We're not immune, we're targets.

Miller: I don't understand.

Ives: When Thayer lost it: what was he saying? He was telling us to run. They all were.

Miller: The thing doesn't affect humans.

[Debris begins falling from the ceiling. Neither Ives nor Miller notices.]

Ives: Thayer had PTSD. Anxiety. Something. He was just like them. Oh my god. He knew. The animals - they all knew. Oh my god.

[SCP-2709-1 emerges from the ceiling. Miller and Ives begin fleeing, but SCP-2709-1 is gaining on them. Miller fires at it, but the bullets do minimal damage.]

Miller: Throw me your bug stuff!

Ives: Have you seen the size of this thing? It won't do jack shit!

Miller: Do it!

[Ives tosses the bug spray to Miller. Miller stops, sprays the can, opens the can and pours the rest on the ground. and sets the pesticide alight. The SCP-2709-1 is ignited and stops pursuing them. Ives and Miller find a path that slopes upward and follow it. They eventually emerge above ground, and do not stop running until they reach the barrier. Once they are safely on the other side, they both collapse to the ground.]

Ives: Jesus -

Miller: - fuck.

Ives: HQ, this is Ives. I'm sending you my coordinates now. Send transport, medical. Please.

[Irrelevant footage removed.]

END RECORDING

SCP-2709-1 appears to trigger a universal fear response in all animals except humans. SCP-2709-1 exudes a VOC¹⁰ in its waste that affects the amygdala (or brain stem in animals that do not possess an amygdala) of all animals living in a 20 km radius. Exposing non-native animals to even trace amounts of this compound over 3 to 6 days will cause the subject to become affected. As such, SCP-2709-1 preys exclusively on humans. The aggression shown in affected animal subjects is hypothesized to be a form of warning, based on the behavior of affected human subjects. Why affected subjects attempt to drive humans out of the affected area is not known. Previous trauma or history of anxiety can make a human subject susceptible to SP-2709's effects. Due to the nature of SCP-2709-1, all further expeditions should be unmanned.

Draft: Night Terrors

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-XXXX are to be confined to separate enclosures. Enclosures should be between 10 and 15 meters cubed. Flora should be planted in the enclosures that mimics the deciduous forest climate in which SCP-XXXX instances have been located. As SCP-XXXX instances appear to be cold blooded and rely on external sources of heat for temperature regulation, an ambient heat source should be placed against one wall of every enclosure. All instances of SCP-XXXX are to be confined to their enclosures during the day.

[+] CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES FOR SCP-XXXX-A

The containment procedures for SCP-XXXX prior to Incident SCP-XXXX-1.
SCP-XXXX is allowed to enter sleeping quarters of staff during the night if it so chooses. SCP-XXXX will not harm the staff; SCP-XXXX is hypothesized to be a social creature and sleeping in close contact with another being is a bonding activity. SCP-XXXX is to be provided with 5 liters of sugar water thrice daily. As a reward for good behavior, SCP-XXXX may be given a small bed of clover, as it prefers clover nectar to any other food source. Any Foundation Personnel on break or unassigned to a task may visit SCP-XXXX for recreational purposes. Personnel should be cautious about engaging in rough play with SCP-XXXX as it is delicate and bruises easily.

The above containment procedures apply to SCP-XXXX-A, the male instance of SCP-XXXX, only. SCP-XXXX-B, the female instance, is to be confined to its enclosure at all times. SCP-XXXX-B is to be sedated weekly and marked with fluorescent dye to distinguish it from SCP-XXXX-A. SCP-XXXX-B is to be given 5 liters of mammalian blood thrice daily, and is to be fed autonomously.

Description: SCP-XXXX are creatures similar in size and appearance to Manta birostris (Manta ray). SCP-XXXX are aerial rather than aquatic, and their method of locomotion through the air appears identical to M. birostris' movement through the water. As a result, SCP-XXXX appear to levitate. The process by which SCP-XXXX instances levitate is unknown. SCP-XXXX specimens are covered in fine scales similar to those found on the wings of the Lepidoptera order. They possess compound eyes and a proboscis measuring approximately 0.6 meters in length.

[+] DESCRIPTION OF SCP-XXXX-A

The description of SCP-XXXX prior to Incident SCP-XXXX-1.
SCP-XXXX feeds solely on flower nectar. It is very affectionate towards Foundation personnel and has a docile but playful disposition. Upon seeing a favorite individual (like Research Assistant ██████, who carries out feeding of SCP-XXXX), SCP-XXXX wraps its "wings" around the individual and embraces them. SCP-XXXX understands some human speech and will respond to verbal commands. SCP-XXXX is diurnal and shares the same circadian rhythms as a human. At nightfall, SCP-XXXX will follow a human subject to the subject's sleeping quarters and wrap itself around them as the subject sleeps. Upon waking the next day, subjects universally report feeling well rested. In 95% of instances, the subject will recall dreaming that a loved one was sleeping next to them. Sometimes this is a parent or grandparent who had passed away, sometimes a romantic partner who had been estranged or absent for some time, other times a child who has moved out or has grown too big to co-sleep with parents. All subjects who have experienced this phenomenon report that this is a universally positive experience.

The Foundation currently has two instances of SCP-XXXX in custody: SCP-XXXX-A, and SCP-XXXX-B. The information above applies only to SCP-XXXX-A, the male specimen. SCP-XXXX-B, the female specimen, has been found to be both highly territorial and hostile towards humans. It will lash out violently if provoked by what it perceives as an incursion into its territory. SCP-XXXX-B's proboscis is designed for piercing skin and drinking blood. SCP-XXXX-B will feed on a variety of mammals, including humans. All instances of SCP-XXXX are silent when moving, so SCP-XXXX-B will ambush prey, paralyze it with a neurotoxin produced in the stinger at the end of its tail, and use its proboscis to puncture the skin and feed.

Recovery: SCP-XXXX-A was recovered from the tent of ██████ ████████, who had been camping on the outskirts of [DATA EXPUNGED] Forest, Vermont. She was awakened at about 1 PM EST and found SCP-XXXX-A wrapped around her. In her panic, SCP-XXXX-A was injured, rendering it immobile, and ████████ was able to contain it in her tent. Park authorities were alerted, whereupon the Foundation was contacted to contain SCP-XXXX-A. SCP-XXXX-B was tranquilized and taken into custody after rangers in that same forest contacted the foundation about reports of an SCP-XXXX sighting.

ADDENDUM - Post-Incident SCP-XXXX-1:
SCP-XXXX-B was captured six month after SCP-XXXX-A. Interestingly, SCP-XXXX-B did not display violent tendencies upon its initial containment. It acted similar in demeanor and temperament to SCP-XXXX-A. Three days after its initial capture, SCP-XXXX-B was allowed into staff sleeping quarters, where upon it exsanguinated █ personnel before being sedated and moved back into containment. The current containment procedures were implemented after the incident, referred to as Incident-XXXX-1.

Draft: Mother of Monsters

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell. No physical contact with SCP-XXXX is to be allowed under any circumstances. All personnel assigned to SCP-XXXX who have previously worked with any sentient or sapient anomalies are to be given amnestics before reporting for duty. It should be noted that SCP-XXXX has no memetic influence whatsoever. Any Foundation personnel subject to SCP-XXXX's anomalous effects are to be terminated immediately.

Description: SCP-XXXX appears 20-30 years in age, but interviews with it indicate it might be much older than its appearance indicates. It show no signs of aging, but heals at the rate expected of a normal human being. SCP-XXXX's anomalous effects manifest when a human subject makes physical contact with SCP-XXXX. After contact, the affected individual is compelled to travel to a remote, undeveloped place with little risk of encountering other humans. If this is impossible, they will attempt to find a place where they are least likely to be disturbed by the presence of other humans. The exact location changes based on the individual. Over the course of 7 to 12 days, the affected individual undergoes a physiological transformation. The end form taken by the affected individual varies on a case-by-case basis. The Foundation currently has three individuals affected by SCP-XXXX in containment.

SCP-XXXX-1:
An 18 meter tall aquatic reptilian capable of both bipedal and quadripedal locomotion. SCP-XXXX-1 is dark green in color with blue bioluminescent patterns that it can illuminate or conceal at will. It has four pairs of eyes and a luminescent protusion resembling those commonly found on anglerfish. It is capable of respiration in water and in air, as it possesses both gills and a lung system similar to that of a crocodile. It has resilient armor plating on its back that is capable of withstanding considerable impact. SCP-XXXX-1 resembles popular depictions of Japanese “kaiju.” SCP-XXXX-1’s design seems to be an amalgam of three specific monsters from films in the “kaiju” genre, including [DATA EXPUNGED]. SCP-XXXX-1 was formerly a Japanese man known as ██████████ ██████. It encountered SCP-XXXX at a nightclub in [DATA EXPUNGED], Japan. Communication has been established with SCP-XXXX-1 by providing it with a a display screen facing its tank and an appropriately-sized chart of Morse Code characters, which it uses its bioluminescence to produce.

Interviewed: SCP-XXXX-1

Interviewer: Dr. Agarwal

Opening Statement: SCP-XXXX repeatedly stated that SCP-XXXX-1 was her son as the two were captured and contained, and repeatedly asked to speak with it over the next couple of days. It was hypothesized from this that SCP-XXXX-1 could be communicated with, and the present method of communication was put in place.
<Begin Log>

Dr. Agarwal: Do you understand us?

SCP-XXXX-1: YES I UNDERSTAND STOP IM SORRY ABOUT EARLIER STOP I WAS CONFUSED AND GETTING USED TO THIS BODY STOP I WAS SCARED AND I DIDNT KNOW WHAT WAS HAPPENING STOP HOPE NO ONE WAS HURT STOP

Dr. Agarwal: You say you're getting used to this body. What do you mean by that?

SCP-XXXX-1: I WASNT ALWAYS THIS THING STOP I WAS HUMAN BEFORE STOP

Dr. Agarwal: How did this happen?

SCP-XXXX-1: THE WOMAN I THINK STOP

Dr. Agarwal: The woman who was taken into custody along with you?

SCP-XXXX-1: YES HER STOP

Dr. Agarwal: How did you meet?

SCP-XXXX-1: AT A NIGHTCLUB STOP I WAS HIGH ON E AND A BUNCH OF OTHER SHIT STOP KEPT RANTING ABOUT HOW EVERYTHING IN THE WORLD WAS FUCKED BUT NOBODY COULD DO SHIT ABOUT IT STOP CANT PROTECT YOURSELF OR ANYONE ELSE STOP SHE LISTENED STOP

Dr. Agarwal: What then?

SCP-XXXX-1: SHE SAID SHE ADMIRED THAT DRIVE STOP AND THEN SHE TOOK BOTH MY HANDS IN HERS STOP AND THEN JUST BOLTED STOP THEN I TORE OUT OF THERE STOP COULDNT BEAR HAVING PEOPLE LOOK AT ME STOP WENT TO THIS BEACH STOP NOBODY GOES THERE STOP AND THEN THE CHANGES STARTED STOP KEPT WAKING UP AND GROWING GETTING BIGGER GETTING STRONGER STOP SCALES STARTED COMING IN STOP AT NIGHT I WOULD GLOW STOP

Dr. Agarwal: I promise we'll do everything we can to help you return to normal.

SCP-XXXX-1 ARE YOU KIDDING STOP IVE NEVER FELT STRONGER STOP

<End Log>

SCP-XXXX-2:
A humanoid creature 6.1 meters tall, pale and hairless, possessing a pair of antlers resembling those of a deer. Its face is covered by bone-plate structures that form the shape of a deer skull, but its teeth are canid in form. It is gaunt and emaciated no matter how much it is fed, but is still capable of feats of strength and speed implausible considering its physiology. It has canid feet but humanoid hands, with retractable claws in place of fingernails. It is capable of bipedal and quadripedal locomotion. Its cry produces an instinctive fear response in all nearby birds and mammals. It is similar to popular depictions of the Wendigo myth. The form SCP-XXXX-2 has taken is nearly-identical to an illustration of the Wendigo in a children’s book of Iroquois myths found in the house of SCP-XXXX-2.

SCP-XXXX-2 was an Iroquois woman named ██████ ████████ who encountered SCP-XXXX at a bar in [DATA EXPUNGED]. SCP-XXXX-2 was captured three weeks after its transformation in the [DATA EXPUNGED] Forest, during which time it was responsible for the deaths of ██ civilians. SCP-XXXX-2 retained its memories and intelligence from before the transformation, and can communicate through writing. SCP-XXXX-2 reports feelings of constant and extreme hunger, even when eating. Raw meat partially reduces this hunger, but SCP-XXXX-2 still reports feeling unsated. The only food source that can temporarily suppress its appetite is human flesh. When it has not eaten for more than 3 hours, SCP-XXXX-2 becomes aggressive and unresponsive to communication, and will not recover its pre-transformation temperament and personality until it has eaten human flesh. SCP-XXXX-2 is to be fed once every three hours to keep it lucid and docile, and this diet is to be supplemented whenever possible with the corpses of D-Class personnel that have died in a manner that did not leave them unsuitable for SCP-XXXX-2 to consume. See document SCP-XXXX-2-A for a list of causes of death that result in cadavers suitable for consumption by SCP-XXXX-2.

Interviewed: SCP-XXXX-2

Interviewer: Dr. Vera Agarwal

Foreword: SCP-XXXX-2 had been fed the corpse of a D-Class personnel (who had died of cardiac arrest earlier in the day) half an hour prior to the interview. SCP-XXXX-2 had eaten a D-Class personnel that attempted to feed it three days prior, and was subsequently noticed making attempts at written communication. Dr. Agarwal hypothesized that the consumption of human flesh may return SCP-XXXX-2 to a lucid state and volunteered to interview it after the the next opportunity to test the theory.

<Begin Log>

Dr. Agarwal: Hello, -XXXX-2.

SCP-XXXX-2: not my name. i'm ██████ ████████.

Dr. Agarwal: You were human once, then?

SCP-XXXX-2: yes. can you get me back?

Dr. Agarwal: We're working on it. I promise. How did this happen to you?

SCP-XXXX-2: met this woman. had these tattoos. white ink. down her arms. very distinctive. met her at a bar. in the town near the woods where you people found me. just been laid off. girlfriend just left me. drowning my sorrows. she sat down next to me. offered to buy me something to drink. we talked. for a while.

Subject appears reluctant to continue writing.

Dr. Agarwal: Please continue.

SCP-XXXX-2: sorry. tiring. hurts. i was drunk. told how powerless i felt. how helpless. how i hated that. i hated other people kicking me out when they felt like it. i wanted to survive live on my own. she talked about her kids. said she never sees them anymore. i thought she was young to be a mom. didn't look like a mom. too mundane for her. but she looked at me, then. a bit after. told me she had a feeling that things would change for me. looking up. getting better. then she kissed me on the mouth and walked out. just like that.

SCP-XXXX-2 pauses to rest its hands. Writing appears to be quite painful for it, and an easier method of communication is being researched.

Dr. Agarwal: Take as much time as you need.

SCP-XXXX-2: sorry. after she left. i did. raced out of there. the people - their eyes on me - couldn't handle it. got in my car. didn't go home. heart racing. went to the woods on the outside of town. left the car. just ran. past all the trails. away from the people. into the woods. found this little cave den under these rocks. covered in moss. wet. dark. cool. no one would find me. slept there. woke up on and off for days. changing. saw these horns. saw the claws. the teeth. my reflection changed. it was done and i was hungry. so fucking hungry. i could smell deer and i killed them and i ate them raw but it didn't help. not all the way. still hungry. so hungry days i spent like that. never full. not ever. then i was wandering and i found these hikers and i was so fucking hungry you don't understand how hungry i was like i'd never known what food was and i just[unintelligible]

SCP-XXXX-2 breaks the writing utensil and refuses to continue.

Dr. Agarwal: And then we found you. All right, you've told us enough. I'm going to give you something to help you sleep. We'll talk again soon.

SCP-XXXX-2 nods and Dr. Agarwal administers the sedative. She remains with it while it falls asleep.

<End Log>

Closing Statement: Shortly after this interview, SCP-XXXX-2 was found attempting self-mutilation with the broken bones of its food. SCP-XXXX-2 is now to be administered a daily regimen of antidepressants and its food is to be prepared so that there are no bones that may be used as a self-harm tool. SCP-XXXX-2 becomes visibly upset when prompted to discuss SCP-XXXX, and SCP-XXXX's requests to visit or communicate with it are always to be denied.

SCP-XXXX-3:
A hairless bipedal canid reaching 2 meters tall, with a row of spines extending down its back and hollow fangs meant for draining blood from prey. SCP-XXXX-3 is sensitive to light and produces a rank odor that repels other predatory mammals, including humans. SCP-XXXX-3 will eat any form of livestock, but goats are its preferred prey and should be given as a reward for good behavior. SCP-XXXX-3 was formerly a Hispanic man known as ████████ ██████████-████████ and encountered SCP-XXXX at a hospital in [DATA EXPUNGED], Mexico, where it worked as a paramedic. It was found in the [DATA EXPUNGED] National Park after local ranchers complained about an unknown and abnormal predator attacking their livestock. SCP-XXXX-3 bears a strong resemblance to the local "chupacabra" legend in appearance and choice of prey.

SCP-XXXX and SCP-XXXX-1 were taken into custody together after an incident involving the destruction of █ buildings and ███ civilians. SCP-XXXX-1 was taken into custody two weeks later. SCP-XXXX-2 described its encounter with SCP-XXXX in a written interview, whereupon it was reclassified as SCP-XXXX-2. SCP-XXXX-3 had been taken into custody three months before SCP-XXXX, -1, or -2. It had been assumed not be sentient before SCP-XXXX's containment, but its similarity to the chupacabra myth prompted researcher to attempt communication with it. They found that SCP-XXXX-3 reported encountering SCP-XXXX before its transformation. Other SCP instances corresponding to mythologies or popular culture should be investigated to see if SCP-XXXX might have been involved in their creation.

Interviewed: SCP-XXXX

Interviewer: Dr. Vera Agarwal

Foreword: SCP-XXXX had refused to cooperate with an interview until assured of the safety of SCP-XXXX-1, -2, and -3. SCP-XXXX was given temporary access to security footage from their enclosures, upon which arrangements were made for an interview. Research Assistant █████ was shadowing Dr. Agarwal as a routine training exercise. SCP-XXXX normally only communicates in ancient Greek, but agreed to use English for the interview for convenience.

<Begin Log>
Dr. Agarwal: Are you aware of the transformations undergone by those you make contact with?

SCP-XXXX: Of course. The gift was consciously given.

Dr. Agarwal: You view the transformations as a gift?
SCP-XXXX: Of course.

Dr. Agarwal: Please elaborate.
SCP-XXXX: What is a mother’s job, Doctor? Above all else? To make her children unafraid. To give them courage. To protect them from all harm, by making sure they can protect themselves. Protect themselves from people like you. Where are my children? I know you've got them. I want to see them.

Dr. Agarwal: We've shown you footage of the…the others. They're safe. They're all safe.

SCP-XXXX: Liar. Show me the others. Where are they?

Dr. Agarwal: I don't know what you're talking about.

SCP-XXXX: You really don't know, do you? Oh, this, this is funny. You have no idea at all. Go. I'm done for today.

SCP-XXXX refused to speak and the interview was terminated.

<End Log>

Shortly after this, SCP-XXXX declared it would agree to further interviews it was allowed contact with SCP-XXXX-1, -2, and -3. SCP-XXXX-1 and -3 were both approached about the possibility of a conversation, and SCP-XXXX was allowed one hour with both. SCP-XXXX appears to have some form of telepathic communications with individuals who have undergone transformation, and used this to communicate with both -1 and -3, preventing any recording of the exchange. SCP-XXXX was interviewed a day later.

Interviewed: SCP-XXXX

Interviewer: Dr. Agarwal

<Begin Log>

Dr Agarwal: What did you talk about with SCP-XXXX-1 and -3?

SCP-XXXX: Normal things. How they were feeling. If they were getting enough to eat. How they'd been sleeping. Making sure my children are being taken care of.

Dr. Agarwal: There you go again, with the references to children. Explain to me again how exactly you feel your relationship with the affected individuals is maternal.

SCP-XXXX: I'm helping them protect themselves and keep themselves safe from harm. I'm giving them everything they need to be great.

Dr. Agarwal: How?
SCP-XXXX: When you were little, Doctor, what creature chased you in your nightmares?

Dr. Agarwal: …I can’t remember.

SCP-XXXX: You’re lying. No matter. What do you think of when I say the word “monster?”
Because you’ve seen monsters, Doctor. Powerful ones.

Dr. Agarwal: I don't know what you're talking about.

SCP-XXXX: Don't lie to me, Doctor. It will make this so much easier. You work with beasts
that could raze cities, conquer nations. How does that make you feel?

Dr. Agarwal: In all honesty? Terrified.

SCP-XXXX: But that's not all you feel, is it? Don't tell me you've never looked at these creatures, and thought to yourself, if only I could do that. I know you have. It's only natural. To dream about the power they possess, in your hands. And even, somehow, if you haven't, certainly, your colleagues have.

Dr. Agarwal: Wanting isn't the same thing as acting on those desires.

SCP-XXXX: But now you can.

Dr. Agarwal: Are you offering to…

SCP-XXXX: Help reunite a mother with her children, Doctor, and I can make you the stuff of legends.

<End Log>
Closing Statement: After the interview, the containment procedures were adjusted. Amnestics are now administered to personnel assigned to SCP-XXXX who had been previously assigned to another sentient or sapient anomaly.

Addendum 1: Shortly after the above interview took place, Research Assistant █████ deliberately initiated contact with SCP-XXXX, and failed to report for duty the next day. █████ was found in a storage closet in a wing of the facility closed for renovation 3 days later, having begun the transformation. Research Assistant █████ had previously worked on SCP-███, and as such was euthanized to prevent another containment breach.

Addendum 2: Agent █████████, who had been involved with the containment of an anomaly thought be be linked to SCP-XXXX, was seen on security footage making deliberate contact with SCP-XXXX after conversing with her. It is unknown who allowed Agent █████████ into the cell, and investigation is underway. Agent █████████ escaped the facilities with the help of other members of his Mobile Task Force, who have since been terminated. Surveillance and tracking teams report finding evidence of a large canid in the area 15 km outside the site, but attempts at capture have been unsuccessful.
Of course they have been. He knows our processes, our methods - he would know how to evade capture. This is why I said to keep the others - they might have gives us a clue as to where he was going, what he was doing. It goes without saying SCP-XXXX is to hear none of this. Same for the -1 and -3: I'm not certain how truthful they're being about their lack of loyalty to her, especially not -1. - Dr. Agarwal

Addendum 3: Soon after the containment of SCP-XXXX, a variety of anomalous entities similar to individuals affected by SCP-XXXX began appearing globally. An abridged timeline appears as follows:

A serpentine entity emerges from the Ganges River and begins traveling east. Currently located in the Pacific Ocean, its current course will lead it to the California coast.

A humanoid creature with several mothlike features has been sighted in West Virgina, and appears to be moving further west.

Multiple instances of bipedal creatures with equine and bat-like features with distinctive bony facial plating have been spotted throughout New Jersey.

A group of 18 cephalods greater in size than any other recorded specimens are sighted and appear to be traveling towards the eastern seaboard.

A bipedal avian creature was sighted over the Atlantic Ocean. Initially sighted in Cornwall, spottings have now been reported on the coast of Delaware.

Multiple packs of bipedal canids have been spotted in the forests Minnesota, Alberta, Wyoming, Montana, and Ontario, all moving south.

It doesn't take a genius to figure out where they're going. They're coming for us. I interrogated SCP-XXXX about this recent upsurge in sightings of anomalous entities. The only thing she said was that her children were coming. -Dr. Agarwal.

ADDENDUM 4: SCP-XXXX-1 and -3 have both attempted containment breaches. Both were successfully recaptured, but multiple sites have reported a rise in the frequency of both attempted and successful containment breaches. Many of these containment breaches showed collaboration between 1 or more anomalies that had not been observed in previous escape attempts. Sites containing anomalies suspected to be linked to SCP-XXXX are being prepared for the possibility of a large scale attack.

[[tab Draft: Have You Seen Audrey?]]

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures:
Locations where instances of SCP-XXXX have appeared are to be checked for new instances every 24 hours. Any instances of SCP-XXXX are to be removed immediately and destroyed. CCTV footage in known locations of SCP-XXXX is to be input through a facial recognition program to identify instances of SCP-XXXX-A.

All instances of SCP-XXXX-A and all personnel assigned to the containment of SCP-XXXX should be treated weekly for cognitohazard exposure. No female Foundation personnel with children should be assigned to SCP-XXXX.

There is evidence that one or more researchers assigned to SCP-XXXX-C may have succumbed to the cognitohazard. Identifying the affected subject and finding this breach is of the utmost priority.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a phenomenon occurring in Boston, Massachusetts. In affected areas, posters will appear spontaneously on streetlamps, telephone poles, storefronts, and other outdoor areas where such notices are posted. The posters typically bear the name, picture, and various information concerning Audrey Stiller,¹¹ a 21 year old woman living in Boston. The posters state that Audrey is missing, despite not being listed as a missing person by local authorities, and entreat her to come home to her mother. Over time, there has been a marked decrease in the coherence of the text of SCP-XXXX-A instances.¹² Two instances of SCP-XXXX have been transcribed for comparison.

Transcript of SCP-XXXX-A-14

HAVE YOU SEEN AUDREY
A picture of Audrey, taken from her social media profile on [DATA EXPUNGED]
Audrey was last seen on April 17, 20██, wearing [COGNITOHAZARD DETECTED]. Call ███-███-████ if you have any information regarding Audrey's whereabouts.
Note: The following message was handwritten under the typed text above.
AUDREY DARLING I MISS YOU
I NEED YOU
COME HOME HONEY
COME BACK WHERE YOU BELONG
TELL HER I MISS HER, WILL YOU¹³

Transcript of SCP-XXXX-A-38

YOU'VE SEEN AUDREY I KNOW YOU HAVE
A picture of Audrey at age 6¹⁴
audrey is my little girl i lost her and she loves wolfs and Reeses peanut butter cups and her puppy named luka i read to her every night she loves harry pottr her favorite character is hrmine where is she hlp me bring her back i have her blankt she loves her blanket but not her mommy dearest knows best mothr knows[COGNITOHAZARD DETECTED].
Note: The following message was handwritten under the typed text above. The handwriting has deteriorated substantially from previous instances.
audrey audrey give me ur anser do
i'm haf crazy over th love f you
love f u
love yu
lov eu
[unintelligible]
pleas, baby girl?

As of August 20██, images of another individual began appearing in SCP-XXXX instances - a blonde woman in her late thirties. The individual was identified as Elle Ives. The language describing the whore¹⁵ is hostile and derogatory, and that smirking bitch is often accused in the text of SCP-XXXX instances of causing conflict between Audrey and her mother. Below is a typical instance of her portrayal in SCP-XXXX instances.

Transcript of SCP-XXXX-A-38

SHE TOOK HER FROM ME
Note: A picture of that cunt, obtained from [DATA EXPUNGED].
THAT LYING SMIRKING WHORE SHE STOLE HER SHE MADE MY BABY DIRTY
A picture of Audrey and the woman who made Audrey her little whore engaging in cunnilingus, obtained using the services of a private investigator.¹⁶

The anomalous properties of SCP-XXXX manifest when a human subject notices and reads an instance of SCP-XXXX. There is a 50% chance that the subject will develop an overwhelming need to locate and reunite Audrey with Audrey's mother.[[footnote]Such kind souls.[These individuals are to be designated SCP-XXXX-A. If an SCP-XXXX-A mistakes a girl for Audrey, they will become convinced this individual is Audrey. One instance of SCP-XXXX-A was able to successfully locate Audrey's mother, brought her a girl it believed was Audrey, and attempted reconciliation, whereupon the instance [DATA EXPUNGED. The autopsy found that the [DATA EXPUNGED].¹⁷

Any mother who is exposed to SCP-XXXX-A will become fixated on locating Audrey and persuading her to reconcile with her mother.¹⁸ These subjects are referred to as SCP-XXXX-C. After Incident XXXX-Delta, all instances of SCP-XXXX-C are to be detained immediately. The language and attitudes of SCP-XXXX-C instances mirrors that used in SCP-XXXX-A instances.

INCIDENT LOG

While riding public transportation, i can’t even write her name she doesn’t deserve a name was assaulted by a mob of five instances of SCP-XXXX-C. Ives was rescued by passersby but remains in a catatonic state. She is currently in custody of the Foundation in an undisclosed location.¹⁹

On December █, 20██, instances of SCP-XXXX-A stopped containing any sort of readable text, and merely contained strings of letters. The anomalous effect was also altered: instances of SCP-XXXX-B no longer transform into Audrey, but a genetic chimaera of both Audrey and the affected individual.²⁰

Every effort is being made to locate Audrey and bring her into custody.²¹

Draft: School Shooting

Voct I described this earlier
14:57 Voct in the channel
14:57 Voct let me get it
14:57 AbsentmindedNihilist just fyi i probably won't do it because i'm working on one already
14:57 AbsentmindedNihilist but i'm curious
14:58 Voct ha
14:58 AbsentmindedNihilist or if i do take it i'll sit on it
14:58 Voct see, xenomorph was pondering an SCP based on a school shooting
14:59 AbsentmindedNihilist i remember that
14:59 Voct did you see my suggestion for something new
14:59 AbsentmindedNihilist no
14:59 Voct it's not a school shooting as we understand them
14:59 AbsentmindedNihilist i'm listening
14:59 Voct <Voct> the students are all dead and the school building is trying to make them be alive again so the teachers will come back
15:00 Voct <Voct> set it in, say, Cambodia
15:00 Voct <Voct> after the khmer rouge
15:00 AbsentmindedNihilist oh man
15:00 AbsentmindedNihilist that's good
15:00 AbsentmindedNihilist i like that
15:00 Voct it doesn't really care about the students, it cares about the teachers
15:00 Voct but it knows you need to have students in order to have teachers
15:00 AbsentmindedNihilist why does it care about the teachers
15:00 AbsentmindedNihilist or is that up for interpretation
15:00 Voct shruhgs
15:00 Voct it liked them
15:00 Voct <Voct> the khmer rouge killed all the students, and took the teachers away
15:01 Voct (and killed them, but the school doesn't realize that)
15:01 Voct oh
15:01 AbsentmindedNihilist how were you picturing the students being resurrected
15:01 Voct it likes teachers because they're educational
15:01 AbsentmindedNihilist it likes learning
15:01 Voct how are the students being resurrected:
15:01 Voct badly.
15:01 AbsentmindedNihilist physically dug up bodies, still with grave dirt
15:01 Voct no, no
15:01 Voct just….
15:02 Voct golems, kind of
15:02 AbsentmindedNihilist i see
15:02 Voct made of debris
15:02 Voct perhaps the odd bit of skeleton incorporated
15:02 AbsentmindedNihilist amalgams of whatever's nearby
15:02 Voct yeah
15:02 AbsentmindedNihilist oh shit that's good
15:02 Voct it doesn't really know how to make human bodies work
15:02 Voct it can make them move
15:02 AbsentmindedNihilist but not like we're used to
15:02 Voct yeah
15:03 Voct it's trying to make them move like little kids do
15:03 Voct sometimes they're stuck to the ground
15:03 Voct sometimes they fall apart
15:03 AbsentmindedNihilist can they talk
15:03 Voct every morning, they sing the cambodian national anthem
15:03 AbsentmindedNihilist oh shit
15:04 Voct badly, but recognizably
15:04 AbsentmindedNihilist can they produce words
15:04 Voct just to clarify
15:05 Voct none of them have sapience. The sapience is the school building.
15:05 AbsentmindedNihilist yes
15:05 Voct they can kind of produce words
15:05 Voct in Khmer, and in French
15:05 AbsentmindedNihilist but i'm thinking maybe the school has them kind of repeat a typical "day"
15:05 AbsentmindedNihilist so they ask the same questions over and over
15:06 AbsentmindedNihilist shuffling from class to class
15:06 AbsentmindedNihilist as one raises an arm the hand breaks off
15:06 Voct and this is all in hopes that a teacher will come by and answer
15:06 AbsentmindedNihilist exactly!
15:07 AbsentmindedNihilist man i like this
15:07 Voct for some reason, the khmer rouge didn't repurpose this building like they did so many others
15:07 Voct they just… left it alone
Voct for some reason, the khmer rouge didn't repurpose this building like they did so many others
15:07 Voct they just…left it alone

School Shooting

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: A 1 km security perimeter has been established around the building and locals are to be told that the building is condemned. Any trespassers should be detained and given amnestics before release.

Description: SCP-XXXX is the designation given to an abandoned high school located in the town of [REDACTED], Cambodia, closed after Cambodia's occupation by the Khmer Rouge. The school's anomalous properties manifest on a 24 hour cycle, beginning at 7:30 and ending at 3:07. A timeline of a typical cycle, recorded on March 3, 2015, appears below, following one instance of the entities generated by SCP-XXXX.

7:30 The doors of the school unlock independently.

7:33 A humanoid figure composed of compacted soil and other debris appears spontaenously and enters the school. This entity is designated SCP-XXXX-1.²² SCP-XXXX-1 makes its way to Room 402²³ and waits outside in the hallway.
7:48 SCP-XXXX-1 is joined by SCP-XXXX-2, -3, and -4, and the four begin to talk about the difficulty of a homework assignment from the day before.²⁴ They are eventually joined by SCP-XXXX -5 through -21. The speech of these entities has audible distortion, but is recognizable as Khmer.

8:00 The door to Room 402 swings open. The SCP-XXXX instances file into place and behind their assigned desks. Once the door closes, they stand and begin to sing the Cambodian national anthem.

Have you seen Mattie v.2

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures:
Locations where instances of SCP-XXXX have appeared are to be checked for new instances every 24 hours. Any instances of SCP-XXXX are to be removed immediately and destroyed. CCTV footage in known locations of SCP-XXXX is to be input through a facial recognition program to identify and contain instances of SCP-XXXX-A. Foundation agents stationed within the local authorities should alert the Foundation if crimes matching the profile of those typical of by SCP-XXXX-A instances are reported. Under no circumstances should an SCP-XXXX-A instance or their target be allowed to contact Mattie's mother.

Any instances of SCP-XXXX-A are to be taken into Foundation custody, and their targets to be given amnestics before release. All contained instances of SCP-XXXX-A and all personnel assigned to the containment of SCP-XXXX should be treated weekly for cognitohazard exposure. No female Foundation personnel with children should be assigned to SCP-XXXX.

NOTE: There is evidence that one or more researchers assigned to SCP-XXXX may have succumbed to the cognitohazard. Identifying the affected subject and finding this breach is of the utmost priority.

Description: SCP-XXXX is the designation for anomalous posters occurring in Boston, Massachusetts. In affected areas, posters will appear spontaneously and independently on streetlamps, telephone poles, storefronts, and other outdoor areas where such notices are posted. The posters typically bear the name, picture, and various information concerning Mathilda "Mattie" Stiller,²⁵ a 21 year old missing woman from Boston. The posters state that Mattie is lost, and entreat her to come home to her mother.²⁶ According to CCTV archives, SCP-XXXX instances have been appearing up to two years before Mattie was officially listed missing. SCP-XXXX instances contain a severe cognitohazard, and individuals affected by this cognitohazard are designated SCP-XXXX-A.

Over time, there has been a marked decrease in the coherence of the text of SCP-XXXX-A instances.²⁷ Two instances of SCP-XXXX have been transcribed for comparison.

Transcript of SCP-XXXX-A-14

HAVE YOU SEEN MATTIE

A picture of Mattie, taken from her social media profile on [DATA EXPUNGED]

Mattie was last seen on April 17, 20██, wearing [COGNITOHAZARD DETECTED]. Call ███-███-████ if you have any information regarding Mattie's whereabouts.

Note: The following message was handwritten under the typed text above.

MATTIE DARLING I MISS YOU

I NEED YOU

COME HOME HONEY

COME BACK WHERE YOU BELONG

TELL HER I MISS HER, WILL YOU²⁸

Transcript of SCP-XXXX-A-38

YOU'VE SEEN MATTIE I KNOW YOU HAVE

A picture of Mattie at age 6²⁹

mattie is my little girl i lost her and she loves wolfs and Reeses peanut butter cups and her puppy named luka i read to her every night she loves harry pottr her favorite character is hrmine where is she hlp me bring her back i have her blankt she loves her blanket but not her mommy dearest knows best mothr knows[COGNITOHAZARD DETECTED].

Note: The following message was handwritten under the typed text above. The handwriting has deteriorated substantially from previous instances.

mattie mattie give me ur anser do
i'm haf crazy over th love f you
love f u
love yu
lov eu

[unintelligible]

pleas, baby girl?

As of August 20██, images of another individual began appearing in SCP-XXXX instances - a blonde woman in her late thirties. The individual was identified as Elle Ives. The language describing Ives is hostile and derogatory,³⁰ and is often accused in the text of SCP-XXXX-A instances of causing conflict between Mattie and her mother. Below is a typical instance of her portrayal in SCP-XXXX instances.

Transcript of SCP-XXXX-A-38

SHE TOOK HER FROM ME

Note: A picture of Ives, obtained from [DATA EXPUNGED].

THAT LYING SMIRKING WHORE SHE STOLE HER SHE MADE MY BABY DIRTY

A picture of Mattie and Ives engaging in cunnilingus, obtained using the services of a private investigator.³¹

The anomalous properties of SCP-XXXX manifest when a human subject notices and reads an instance of SCP-XXXX. Any human subject who reads an instance of SCP-XXXX has a chance of becoming fixated on finding Mattie and returning her to her mother, and are to be designated instances of SCP-XXXX-A. The language and attitudes of SCP-XXXX-A instances mirrors that used in SCP-XXXX instances. Mothers universally become instances of SCP-XXXX-A when exposed.³² If an instance of SCP-XXXX-A sees mistakes another person for Mattie, they will become convinced that the person recognized is, in fact, Mattie.³³ Oftentimes the SCP-XXXX-A instance will try and convince their target to reunite and reconcile with Audrey's mother, usually to no avail. In certain cases, if verbal coercion proves ineffective, the SCP-XXXX-A instance will resort to verbal threats, physical force or abduction in order to achieve their goal.

INCIDENT LOG

While riding public transportation, Ives was assaulted by a mob of five instances of SCP-XXXX-A. She was rescued by passersby but remains in a catatonic state. She is currently in custody of the Foundation in an undisclosed location.³⁴

Every effort is being made to locate Mattie and bring her into custody.³⁵

ADDENDUM: On December 12th, 20██, Mattie's remains were found at the bottom of a ravine in the [DATA EXPUNGED] Forest. Cause of death was determined to Ambien overdose.³⁶Date of death is estimated to be sometime between late August and early September of 20██. A makeshift campsite was found half a mile away from the body, containing clothes, food, several books, a short-wave radio, and a store of batteries. It appears to have been inhabited for two to three months. The following notes were found on her person:

Mom,

I can't do this anymore. The PI was the last straw - I don't know in what world this is considered acceptable for someone to do to another person. Did you fucking think about what would happen to me when you sent him, Mom? At all? I lost my job, Mom, that's what fucking happened. And god knows how I'm going to gt a new one. You can't do that. You can't keep doing this to me - to us. If you pull this shit again, I'll get a fucking restraining order. I know you don't like Elle and I know you don't trust her and I know it bothers you that I have a girlfriend who's 17 years older than I am who I'm sleeping with, but I love her, okay? I don't know why that's so hard for you to understand. I love her and she's never hurt me. Not once. I can't say the same for you. I'm not a fucking kid anymore, Mom. I don't know why you can't understand that. You need to let me go. Please, Mom, just let me go. And stop fucking calling me. I can't sleep at night anymore. You leave me alone and treat me like an adult and not a runaway kid, and then maybe we can talk.

I'm sorry. I do love you. I just need my space.

Mattie

Dear Mattie,

I've sent you back your letter. I hope you can see that this is an unacceptable way to talk to your mother. If you were upset about me checking up on you, I'm letting you know that this could easily have been avoided if you just talked to me, dear. I want to know what my perfect little girl is getting up to. I know this will fall on deaf ears, but you need to leave Elle. She's controlling who you talk to, when we see each other - get out while you can, darling. I know you think you love her, but I can see it for what it really is - abuse. I know she forced you into doing things before you were ready, and I'm not ashamed of you, sweetheart. I can make sure it doesn't happen again, if only you'd let me. I'm here for you, sweetie - always.
On a happier note: are you going to be coming for Christmas this year? I need to know whether to make up the guest room or not. Write soon!
Love,
Mom

Note: this message was written on the back of a photo showing Mattie and Ives together. Both subjects display body language and expressions typical of a happy couple - odd given the unhealthy nature of their relationship.
I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. I never thought they'd come after you. I thought you'd be safe. Forgive me. I'll see you soon.

Mattie's remains have been interred next to those of Ives, who had succumbed to her injuries two weeks after the Foundation acquired her. News of her death was made public knowledge, in hopes of ceasing the actions of SCP-XXXX-A instances. Shortly after press releases concerning her death were broadcast, SCP-XXXX instances continued to appear, but photographs of Mattie³⁷ universally showed her from the ages of 4 to 6. SCP-XXXX-A instances continued to engage in recognition and coercion tactics, but their targets were universally 3 to 6 years old.³⁸

Draft: Pass me along!

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-XXXX are to be contained in a secure storage locker.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a collection of 5 stuffed toys, designated SCP-XXXX-1 through 5. All appear to be handmade, consisting of of plush fabric and cotton stuffing. Details like eyes and markings appear to be embroidered in silk thread. Each instance of SCP-XXXX has a handwritten card attached to it with a safety pin. The text of each note is identical, save for the name of each SCP-XXXX instance, and has been transcribed below:

Hello! I know you might be frightened. I won't hurt you. Don't be scared of me. I'm [name of SCP-XXXX instance], and I'm trying to help my friend go on an adventure! Don't be shy - show me around! Take me to your favorite places, show me your favorite things, introduce me to your favorite people. When we're done having fun, give me to a friend and tell them what to do. Thank you for your help - my friend really appreciates it! (And if you meet one of my siblings, tell them I say hi!)

Love, [name of SCP-XXXX instance]

When an instance of SCP-XXXX is held or touched by a human subject, the subject loses one sense completely. The lost sense differs depending on the SCP-XXXX instance. The subject regains the sense upon cessation of contact with the SCP-XXXX instance and suffers no ill effects after contact.

There are 5 SCP-XXXX instances in total:

• SCP-XXXX-1, "Olive," a barn owl. Affected sense: sight.
• SCP-XXXX-2, "Eddie," an African elephant. Affected sense: hearing.
• SCP-XXXX-3, "Willa," a grey wolf. Affected sense: smell.³⁹
• SCP-XXXX-4, "Peggy," a domestic pig. Affected sense: taste.
• SCP-XXXX-5, "Monty," a capuchin monkey. Affected sense: touch.

In addition to the note attached to each SCP-XXXX instance, SCP-XXXX-1 had another note attached, transcribed below.

Hey buddy! Nod your head if you can read this. I really hope this works, kiddo. There are a lot of really nice people out there - people willing to make a little sacrifice to show a kid like you the world around him. Hopefully now you won't feel so lonely anymore.

Your favorite older brother,
Matthew

Guide/Challenge/Exercise: How to Write Weird

Many times, I see writing posted here that tries to be creepy by throwing a lot of unrelated, "disturbing" imagery around. A lot of the imagery, on its own, is disturbing. The skeleton trees in a swamp. A trail of teeth down a hallway. All too often, though, they throw together themes and concepts that just don't tie together well, making it seem as though the writer was trying to be weird for the sake of being weird. It ends up disjointed and contrived instead of unsettling. I'm here to talk about the need for theme in your weirdness. But Niles! You say. If there's a theme, then it won't be confusing!

Wrong. There's a sweet spot between too obvious and too random. Here's how to hit it.

We're going to have to think in viscerals. When reading a book, I'll often get little "bubbles" of description that aren't really in the book, but link to it thematically.

What kind of effect do you want your reader to get?

Anomalous Lesbians - J

"how the fuck are these two together one drinks mountain dew and wears cargo pants the other drinks chardonnay and wears pantsuits."

Item #: SCP-2543

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2543 is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell in Site 5. SCP-2543 is not to be removed from its cell unless approved by a Level Two or higher personnel. Subject's basic needs are to be quickly met before potential instances of SCP-2543-1 attempt to enter the facility. Any instances of SCP-2543-1 that attempt to enter the facility are to be terminated immediately and safely disposed of. Every 24 hours the subject must undergo Person-centered therapy lasting anywhere between 1-3 hours.

SCP-2543's cell should be monitored at all times via a security camera. Should subject show signs of emotional instability, Psychologist Dr. Formentera is to be alerted immediately. If Psychologist Dr. Formentera is not available, SCP-2543 is to be sedated.

Description: SCP-2543 is a 30 year old human male of Nepali origin whose emotional state, thoughts, and needs compels the behavior of nonhuman animals (thereafter referred to as instances of SCP-2543-1) within a 1.6-kilometer radius. This results in compelled animals attempting to meet the desires and needs of SCP-2543. Prior to it's containment, SCP-2543 has reported animals giving it dead prey items when hungry, licking it when feeling dirty, and even attacking and killing sources of its anger, fear, and discomfort. SCP-2543 does not seem capable of compelling the likes of insects, arachnids, or micro-animals. Tests to see if SCP-2543 is capable of compelling sea animals is currently pending.

SCP-2543 is generally anxious and agitated to all that communicate with it, and prefers to be alone with very little to no contact. The subject is adept at speaking English, Nepali, Hindi, and Tharu.

SCP-2543 suffers from depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and post-traumatic stress disorder, and has been assessed as a low-to-moderate risk for suicidality.
SCP-2543 spends most of its free time practicing mental exercises that were recommended by foundation therapists in order to control its emotional state.

SCP-2543 cannot seem to control its compulsion or stop any animals from carrying out its original emotional desire, thought, or need. Consequences have ranged from minor nuisances to fatalities. Despite acting on the subject's desires, thoughts, and needs, instances of SCP-2543-1 do not 'assist' SCP-2543 when feeling suicidal.

D-Class Contest Entry - The Other Star

There are two D-Class who have been awarded the Foundation Star. One was the man responsible for neutralizing SCP-1983. Miranda Wheeler, designated D-19237, was awarded the Foundation Star for immense personal sacrifice for the benefit of humankind.

She was known, informally, among the rest of the staff as “the woman who set her husband on fire.” Even among cannibals and pedophiles, this little epithet had won her a certain degree of notoriety. She thought it wasn’t so much the crime itself, which was fairly run-of-the-mill for a D-Class, but the contrast between the violence of the crime, and her waifish appearance. She was barely five feet, with fine, curly blonde hair and a spray of freckles over an upturned nose. Southern drawl dripping sweet. A little elfish, a little fey, all her wiry tendons that would have said “scrappy, feral, pit-bull girl” in anyone else made her look like an artist’s sketch. A wildflower growing in the shrapnel of the trailer park, and not yet thorned. Before Tucker had turned her grey eyes steely and hollow, and put the lines running through her face, she had always looked a little young for her age, a little fragile. A Dresden figurine of wire and rose petals.

She remembered the gut punch feeling when she realized - that was why Tucker had chosen her, she should have seen it coming, she should have run long before he’d -

Miranda has never blamed her daughter for not testifying. Never. Tucker had been such a force that even a tank of kerosene and a Zippo lighter seemed a doubtful remedy for his brutality. In Finny’s reptile brain, he lurked, waiting to punish. He lived in Miranda’s head, too. She woke up screaming some nights, clawing at her own throat, convinced his hands, his rough, grease-stained hands, were around her throat. Instead of making her weak, it had driven the rest of the pack of felons further away.

It is this reputation, she thinks, that has allowed her to keep the child curled in her arms. Adam has the same fine cheekbones, the same pixie face as her and Finny. There was little to nothing of their father in either of them. Later, after the ritual, she thinks that if he had looked like his father, it would not have worked, she would have loved him just a little bit less, and that would have been enough for to keep it from working.

A curse and a blessing.

She hadn’t realized she was pregnant for months. Maybe ignorance, maybe denial, probably both. In her defense, she hadn’t shown for quite some time. The lateness of her period was probably due to stress - it happened all the time to women in prison.

They’d tried to make her get an abortion, and the thought of it had made her balk. She had given everything to these white-coated bastards. They told her when to eat, when to sleep, when to shit - goddamn it Miranda, I told you no TV in the afternoons, makes my fucking head pound, why the fuck can’t you just listen and do what I say for once. She’d spent far too long complying with people who thought of her as just a little less than human.

“No,” she told them. “Hell no.”

One of the eggheads stepped in and told them to let her keep it - there was some shit in some vault somewhere that would be interesting to test with a pregnant woman. And so her belly swelled and swelled.

Adam was small at birth, but he grew quickly. He suckled like he’d never see another drop. “My little pit bull,” she called him, kissing his downy head.

He stayed at daycare with the other children. They never quite knew what to do with him, but they all knew if they laid a hair on his head, they’d have hell to pay. She never knew why they asked her to do the protocol. Given her ferocity and possessiveness, she would have thought it was a lost cause.

But she said yes.

She thought of a war-torn world where every girl was Finny lying still and crying silently under a soldier who wasn’t Tucker but might as well have been. Every green field, brown and dead and desolate and filled with shrapnel.

She wouldn't let that happen.

But there was something else, something she’d only admitted to herself once.

Adam - Adam was a vulnerability. As long as they had him, they had her. He was a chain around her neck, choking and choking and choking. He would become Tucker, not in that he’d hurt her, but in that she would forever be his.

She looks into Adam's eyes. He has no idea what is happening to him. What will happen. She sees him, at eighteen, a pit bull boy with hollow eyes, clutching a liquor bottle, a wildness and cruelty about him that she doesn't have the means to break him of. Or worse - they might not let him leave here. She sees him shuffle down the hallway in an orange jumpsuit, and hears his scream as his bones crunch between the teeth of a monster that wasn't of this world and never will be.

The world has no more patience for mutts like us, she thinks. They chain us to poles and beat us and spit on us. We're beasts and serfs and we're the faces in the senseless violent mobs they so love to cut down. We don't die, we get put down. But you'll save them, Adam. A white trash hero born to a felon, saving the goddamn world. I can't teach you how to be better any other way. I can't make you into something they'll love. So it has to be this. It has to be.

You’re nothing, Tucker told her, or was it her teacher, or was it the leering eyes of the men on the sidewalk, or was it her mother, drunk on cheap whiskey and slurring every word, or was it the tree branch scratching against the window of her trailer and the rain barreling down on the rusting metal roof?? Nothing but poor white trailer trash. Trash trash trash.

She has always delighted in surprising people, defying them. They tell her take a left, she climbs over barbed wire fences just to go right. They expect a lady, they get a rabid dog. They expect a feral woman, they get a southern belle.

And so when she says yes, she takes a tiny, sick, delight in the shock on their faces. She can't imagine what they must be thinking. Selfish bitch. Psycho. Drugged-out white trash.

As she puts Adam in the lap of the statue, that’s what she keeps hearing, over and over. Trash trash psycho worthless trash selfish bitch trash. A thousand voices, older or more authoritative or louder or better-spoken than her own.

Fuck you, she thinks, look at me. I am changing things. I have forged a path forward. I have saved you all and you don’t even deserve it./

When Adam burns, she makes herself watch. As goes the father, so goes the son. When his cries stop entirely, she turns away at last.

The freedom she feels - it sickens her. There is sadness, there is rage, there is guilt and regret and shame and horror - but beneath all of it, there is power. And there is freedom.

All her life, those sensations never leave her.

When they come and present her with the star, she makes her eyes into concrete walls.

"It's not what we normally give this for. Normally it's for people who have died in the line of duty," they say. "But it's the least we could do, considering the circumstances. Your sacrifice has been invaluable. We wish we could do more." She looks at it, and it's inscribed "Miranda Wheeler."
She does not say thank you.
She has given them everything. They will get nothing more from her, and never, ever, gratitude.
All she says is, "If you only give it to the dead, you should have written his name."

They let her bury his bones under an apple tree on the outdoor portion of the site, next to the helicopter landing, a man in tactical gear looking on without comment. She nails the medal to the trunk - a nail in each point - and walks away, not looking back.

Duchess

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: The land on which SCP-XXXX is located has been purchased by the Foundation in order to maintain security. All trespassers are to be detained, interrogated, and given Class-A amnestics. SCP-XXXX is to be fed 12 kg of meat every other day.

Incense

incense made from the wood of dryads - contain dryad ghosts.
yn
some of them are like yeah, sure, okay, I'm incense, there are worse ways to go
others are OH MY GOD DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO NOT HAVE LEAVES???!!
WHO TF DID THIS TO ME?!
AbsentmindedNihilist
and then some of them are so done
Zyn
I'M GONNA CHOKE THEM WITH MY VINES!
yeah
"I haven't brushed my hair in decades"
"and I'm covered in dus

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Description:

It's a wasp-eat-WASP world

Item #: SCP-2916

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: Any known specimens of SCP-2916 are to be destroyed using aerosol application of pesticides. Any structures created by SCP-2916 are to be incinerated after clearing the area of any affected civilians. Neighborhoods found to be at risk of SCP-2916 infestation using the 2916-Beta Test are to be monitored, and are to be evacuated at the first sign of infiltration.

Description: SCP-2916 is a subspecies of Vespula Vulgaris⁴⁰ that preys on humans. SCP-2916 swarms⁴¹ take up residence in human populations,⁴² and will hunt and consume members of the human population. The sting of SCP-2916 contains a chemical agent that hinders the affected individual from perceiving SCP-2916 as a threat. After consuming the individual, some members of SCP-2916 will take the place of the deceased individual and mimic its normal behavioral patterns. These swarms have been designated SCP-2916-1. Any observers coming into contact with an SCP-2916-1 after replacement will immediately be stung. The observer will then perceive the SCP-2916-1 instance as the deceased individual, and will not notice any abnormalities in activity, diet, or courtship as abnormal.

However, individuals interacting with SCP-2916-1 will often report that the replaced individual is acting differently. Usually, these behavior differences include increased irritability, increased competitiveness, increased desire to conform, and an increase in materialistic behaviors. A tendency towards high-functioning alcoholism in female instances has also been noted. Replaced individuals are perceived as less welcoming of newcomers to the area than before their replacement, in some cases bordering on outright xenophobia. Political views of SCP-XXXX-1 instances tend to lie further right than the replaced individual

Once at least 80% of the population of the infested area has been replaced with SCP-2916-1, SCP-2916 will begin converting existing infrastructure into hive-like structures made primarily of wood pulp and a hardening agent found in the saliva of SCP-2916. Individuals who have been stung by SCP-2916 do not perceive there to be any change in buildings altered by SCP-2916, and SCP-2916 maintains concealment by stinging all individuals within the community.

After observation, the Foundation has determined that there are certain criteria that must be met for SCP-2916 to infect a population. At-risk populations are determined using the 2916-Beta Test.

2916-Beta Test:
To determine if a populated area is at risk of SCP-2916 infestation, please see if it meets the following criteria. SCP-2916-1 instances will only infect individuals who meet the following three conditions, and as such infestation is a risk for populations where at least 80% of the population can be infected.
Is the population more than 80% Caucasian?
Is the population more than 80% Anglo-Saxon in ethnicity?
Is the population more than 80% Protestant?
If all three criteria are met, the area is at risk of infestation. The residents should be prepared for evacuation and redistribution into a less homogeneous population as soon as possible.

The behavioral changes seen in SCP-2916-1 instances correspond with the stereotypical portrayal of white Anglo-Saxon Protestant individuals. It is unknown if SCP-2916 are affecting these behaviors as an extension of those observed in their victims as a form of behavioral camouflage, or if the stereotypes surrounding this population are the result of SCP-2916's infestation.

Sound Effects

Item #: SCP-243-J

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: Instances of SCP-243-J are to be contained in their secure storage compartments when not being tested, save for SCP-243-J-6, who is to be fed and walked twice daily. SCP-243-J-2 is open to driving on the Site-19 lot in order to improve morale. SCP-243-J-6's pen is also open for visitation during standard work hours.

Description: SCP-243-J is a phenomenon affecting certain sufficiently complicated mechanical or electronic devices whereby the sounds normally produced by their operation are replaced by the voice of a six-year old child approximating those noises to the best of their ability. Decibel levels will not go above what a normal human is capable of producing, although louder sounds will be approximated by shouting.

~SCP-243-J Instance	~Sound Produced
SCP-243-J-1, a Boeing 717 commercial airplane.	A high pitched "nyooooom" sound can be heard upon activation of the engines.
SCP-243-J-2, a 2015 Ferrari Spider	Repetition of the phrase, "Vroom vroom!" when engines are powered up.
SCP-243-J-3, a "gun" identical to those used at the ████ ██████ laster tag arena.	The common vocalization is a "pew pew" noise when fired, but interjections of "pow" and "zap" are frequently heard.
A Retail POS System	The interjection of "kaching!" whenever opened or closed.
A washing machine	"Wubba wubba wubba" is repeated for the duration of the spin cycle.
A dog	In lieu of barking or growling, SCP-243-J-6 produces the sounds "woof," "ruff," and "grr" to communicate.

Lesbians Again

"You should come over," Hajira says, "I know you don't keep contact with your family, and

Possible SCPs:

1076 and 882

NOT ANYMORE, BITCH

LEVEL 5 CLEARANCE REQUIRED

SCP-001 is located in Bethlehem, Palestine, where it repeatedly walks at a variable speed in a perfect spiral path to a point 30 km outside the village, and then returns along the same route. Each time it reaches the outmost point, two distinct, but connected events occur - some disaster, major crime, or atrocity takes place, caused at least in part by human action, and a new anomaly appears near the cataclysm's origin point. The origin cataclysm of SCP-001 itself is conjectured to be the beginning of World War I.

Addendum: On January 2, 20██, the Foundation attempted to immobilize SCP-001 in an attempt to cease the creation of anomalies. SCP-001 broke its bonds, and began on an entirely different path. Reclassification to Keter was approved.

What Rough Beast - DO NOT READ THE OTHER ONE

View archived documentation related to 001?

CLASSIFIED

REPORT ON ENTITY IN FRANCE

The entity at time of writing appears to be unresponsive to any attempts to make contact. We have no idea of its goals or objectives other than the completion of a spiral path. We've contacted the author of the poem, but he knows absolutely nothing. He's been relieved of any sensitive information after we questioned him, as is protocol. We're currently collaborating with the French to keep the area around the creature secure, but there's not much else we can do as of the moment. other than record the hallucinations it produces.

CLASSIFIED

PLAUSIBLE CONNECTION AND FURTHER RAMIFICATIONS OF CAIRO ODDITY

The Samothrace anomaly is causing chaos among our internal forces. We're using information erasure technology to deal with the aftermath, but there's not much we can do. Committee has ordered destruction of all related materials. As a note - the France anomaly completed its spiral the same day we found the first instance of the trigger phrase - the date of the Sykes-Picot agreement. The collusion of all three suggests a deeper link.

CLASSIFIED

RESOURCE REQUISITION

Requesting that storage building 213 be made available for the storage of objects indicated by the Courtecon entity, as well as a security team to prevent intrusion or escape.

CLASSIFIED

SUBJUGATION OF TITANIC GENERATED ORGANISMS - CYCLE 28

A maximum of 12 is needed for research. Entities captured alive should be put in tanks, salt water, kept at slightly above freezing, fed every month. All others should be killed. Committee has approved the creation of a team that regularly combs arctic, tundra, and taiga biomes for instances of the species creature anomalies.

CLASSIFIED

ANOMALIES AWAITING CLASSIFICATION - PAGE 3

HDB - Hindenburg generated, Middling Ease of Containment - [INFORMATION REMOVED] - Cycle 39

DST - Dust Bowl generated, Middling Ease of Containment, tetanus infection linked to perception of infectees as scarecrows. - Cycle 51

WWI - World War One Generated, Middling Ease of Containment, leonine creature linked to hallucinations - Progenitor

CLASSIFIED

PROPOSED FORMATTING CHANGES

Referring to them by their respective disasters is tedious. Number them instead. One word shorthand for the containment classes. Methods before description.

CLASSIFIED

DOCUMENTATION DRAFT

ID Number 001

Containment Class: Keter (Most Dangerous ) We shouldn't need this. They should know the definitions by now.

On second thought, this shouldn't be Keter. It doesn't create, it indicates. Euclid.

Methods: Procedures: Special Containment Procedures:

[REST OF DOCUMENT LOST]

CLASSIFIED

FIRST OFFICIAL DOCUMENTATION UNDER NEW SYSTEM

We thought it would be fitting for the first assigned article to be the first SCP.

Item #: SCP-001

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: A security perimeter is to be maintained around the path taken by SCP-001. Each time SCP-001 completes a cycle, the O5 council is to be notified and a containment force prepared, to be deployed once the nature and location of the anomaly is known.

Description: SCP-001 is a 12 meter tall leonine creature composed of sandstone and human smooth muscle tissue. The human tissue is a perfect genetic match to Irish poet William Butler Yeats, though examination of Yeats' grave shows no disturbance to his body. The text of the poem "The Second Coming" by William Butler Yeats is inscribed on the body of SCP-001 in over two dozen languages. SCP-001 is surrounded at all times by a flock of raptors. The flock, designated SCP-001-1, is fixated on attacking SCP-001, and will not respond to any other stimulus. SCP-001 constantly regenerates from the damage done by SCP-001-1.

SCP-001 transforms its current location into a temporary facsimile of a World War I combat zone. Visual, auditory, and olfactory apparitions involving aerial attacks, abnormal chemicals, manmade landforms, and a variety of weaponry have all been observed in the wake of SCP-001. Beyond this, the following anomalies have been seen in a 60 km radius around SCP-001: televised political speeches begin including passages from addresses given by political leaders of that country during the 1910s. Patients with identification matching that of World War 1 soldiers are brought into hospitals with war injuries common to that era. Patients universally die during surgery and their bodies disappear when no longer under observation.

SCP-001 is located in Courtecon, France, where it repeatedly walks at a variable speed in a perfect spiral path to a point 30 km outside the village, and then returns along the same route. Each time it reaches the outmost point, two distinct, but connected events occur - some disaster, major crime, or atrocity takes place, caused at least in part by human action, and a new anomaly appears near the cataclysm's origin point.

CLASSIFIED

PROGRESS REPORT

Sites completed: 45, (undetermined) 67 (undetermined), 119 (001)

Sites in progress: 78, 91, 27, 17, 19 - See summary Construction Proposal 251 for more details

CLASSIFIED

ALLIANCE PREPARATION

We're approaching the UN about a merger next week with their own organization - we need their resources, and they're in need of the data we have on the ones that already exist. Edith Wilson's spearheading it - she's worked on this with her husband since 001 was first discovered, and she's seen as a civilian. It's a good plan.

CLASSIFIED

MISSION STATEMENT OF THE PROPOSED ALLIANCE BETWEEN NATIONS

The United Nations have betrayed us. They have taken the abominations created by the creature in France, and they are using them to create a new empire, one backed by the awful power of the children of the beast. They have extended an invitation to us, to join with them. But we will not be part of them. We, America, and you, all our truest allies, must stand apart and join together against everything that threatens the inherent safety of our world. We must build a stronghold, a haven, a warhead. A foundation.
-Signed by Edith Wilson and [DATA EXPUNGED], the inaugural members of the O5 Council

Plushie -J

Item #: SCP-729-J

Object Class: Keter Thaumiel (Guys, you're hurting his feelings! He's just trying to help!)

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-729-J currently resides in Dr. Niles Hessen's office on her desk. Where, pray to god, it will stay. Request testing at your own risk. It breaches containment at an alarming frequency, but even MTF Nu-7 ("Hammer Down") refused to go near the fucking thing, so it does whatever the hell it wants. We are all at its mercy. Dr. Hessen has been commanded to turn in SCP-729-J for it to be properly contained…as soon as someone can get up the courage to write her an email.

Description: SCP-729-J is SUPPOSED to be a toy, but I want to know who the sick fuck was that wanted to give this thing to children. The label SAYS it's made of polyester fiber, but we all know it's made of the devil's couch stuffing. Or something.

Its reign of terror began during a containment breach of SCP-106. SCP-106 had managed to trap Dr. Hessen in her office and had successfully corroded a hole in the door when it caught sight of that goddamn thing SCP-729-J. SCP-106 stopped moving completely and began staring at SCP-729-J, showing no interest in Dr. Hessen. SCP-106 then began moving backwards out of Dr. Hessen's office, never breaking visual contact with that eldritch horror SCP-729-J, until it reached the end of the hall and promptly rematerialized back in its containment cell. It should be noted that SCP-106's middle fingers were raised for the entirety of the encounter with SCP-729-J. SCP-106's reaction is, frankly, perfectly understandable, and several researchers who witnessed the event were found huddling with SCP-106 in its containment cell.

TESTING LOGS:

SCP-2006

Effects: SCP-2006 screeched upon being introduced, and assumed a form identical to SCP-729-J. SCP-2006 has not changed form since the encounter.

SCP-1548

Effects: Still images of SCP-729-J were encrypted, transmuted into binary, and broadcasted to SCP-1548. Broadcast was immediately followed by SCP-1548 reversing direction. Messages transmitted from SCP-1548 consisted mainly of incoherent cursing and expressions of dismay. Excerpt of response below:

WHAT. THE FUCK. GET THAT THING THE HELL AWAY FROM ME. NOTHING SHOULD BE THAT… THAT… I DON'T KNOW! IT DOESN'T EVEN HAVE A GODDAMN MOUTH! HOW IS THAT NOT FUCKED UP!? GOD, AND IT HAS ALL THESE WEIRD ROUND EDGES, AND IT WON'T STOP WATCHING ME, OH GOD I WANNA GO HOME.

SCP-1322

Effects: SCP-729-J was sent through the wormhole to the SCP-1322 society. It was returned 6 minutes later, tied to a white flag.

SCP-303

Effects: When Dr. Hessen was told to walk through a door with 303 on the other side while holding SCP-729-J, SCP-303 promptly opened the door for Dr. Hessen and ushered her through before quickly exiting the room, with Dr. Hessen showing no sign of the usual fear response. SCP-303 was found six hours later in an abandoned storage closet in a fetal position, sucking its thumb.

SCP-1048

Effects: When exposed to SCP-729-J, all copies made by SCP-1048 became immobile and have not regained mobility since exposure. SCP-1048 was seen gesturing in what appeared to be a frustrated manner, frequently pointing at SCP-729-J and then at its creations, eventually attempting to forcibly push its creations towards SCP-729-J to no affect. SCP-1048 then approached SCP-729-J itself, and began violently hitting it, but was unable to do any lasting damage. SCP-1048 appeared alarmed by this, and retreated behind its copies. SCP-1048 regained the ability to make copies of itself when SCP-729-J was removed. It now frequently produces art that depict SCP-729-J as monstrous in some form, and cowers if shown a picture of SCP-729-J.

Not even the teddy? Aww… Poor Mr. Buns. He just wants some friends! - Dr. Hessen

Try 2317. Maybe then that hellbeast can be with its own kind. -Dr. Yvaine

It wouldn't play with him either! - Dr. Hessen

… My god. - Dr. Yvaine

Interview Log:

Interviewed: Dr. Hessen

Interviewer: Dr. Yvaine

Foreword: SCP-729-J was "contained," if you can call it that, in Dr. Hessen's purse, despite multiple pleas to please just put the goddamn thing away.

<Begin Log>

Dr. Yvaine: Dr. Hessen. Tell us the means by which you obtained SCP-729-J.

Dr. Hessen: I mean, it was a little gift I ordered for myself online. Easter, you know?

Dr. Yvaine: Nothing odd at all about its manufacturing?

Dr. Hessen: Nope!

Dr. Yvaine: And yet we've scoured the factory where it was made for evidence satanic rituals. Odd.

Dr. Hessen: But yeah, he… came in the mail! It was one of the special scented ones.

Dr. Yvaine: Dear god… [Addressing Dr. Hessen's purse] - I'm sorry I feasted upon your brethren. Let me live, and it'll never happen again, I promise. Just have mercy. [Addressing Dr. Hessen] What is the nature of your immunity to SCP-729-J's effects?

Dr. Hessen: Properties? I mean, it's a plushie. I have it right here. [Dr. Hessen begins removing SCP-729-J oh god does she think we want that thing anywhere near us?!]

Dr. Yvaine: NO NO NO FUCK GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME -

<End Log>

Closing Statement: Interview was terminated due to imminent containment breach.

Image of SCP-729-J.

Nonononono

Secret Santa

9 Number: 2637, 2691, 2736, 2754, 2781, 2817, 2853, 2871, 2952,

http://pastebin.com/bNd9872Z

http://pastebin.com/4eexRqm0

Footnotes

1. now known to be aligned with the Verdant

2. similar in appearance to an African Wild Dog, but with greater snout curvature and length.

3. How this location is determined is currently unknown. It should be noted that territorial rivalries and interspecies conflict are suppressed while engaging in SCP-3000.

4. over the course of one day

5. Researcher Mills' wounds were not healed - it is theorized that this was retaliation by instances of SCP-2952-2 for injuring SCP-2952 in the course of studying its abilities.

6. Referred to as Instance 2-A in the log for brevity.

7. Subsequent scans revealed the presence of two moderately sized kidney stones near the New Delhi SCP-2952-1 instance. The Foundation is currently halting service at that stop for a week to allow for surgery and recovery.

8. A systematic starvation engineered by Josef Stalin to exterminate the Ukranian peasants. Also known as the Holodomor.

9. /Limulus polyphemus/

10. volatile organic compound

11. The researchers assigned to SCP-XXXX thought the disclosure of this personal information was appropriate given the nature of SCP-XXXX.

12. The language deficits are similar to those of a dementia patient.

13. Every effort is being made to locate Audrey and reunite her with her mother.

14. Audrey appears to be the picture of health. Note the rosy cheeks and straight teeth.

15. She knows what she is.

16. Look at her. Used and abused. Tragic. This is what happens when children leave their mothers. That's the most heinous crime: to corrupt a perfect little girl.

17. Not real. Copies. A mother knows, doesn't she? A mother always knows her daughter. Always. She's out there. The real Audrey. That perfect little girl. She is. I know it. She has to be. Where?

18. We understand. We'll help you. Any cost.

19. She got what was coming to her, and she’ll get more. We’ll find her. Don’t worry.

20. Like patchwork quilts. Audrey, not Audrey. Borders. A hand here, a lung there. So pretty. But not Audrey. Where is she?

21. It's okay, Audrey. We'll find you. We'll bring you home. Then everything can go back to the way it used to be. You'll be just like you used to be. My perfect little girl.

22. The Foundation has determined that there are approximately 324 entities that form, though this number may be inaccurate due to the lack of distinguishing features.

23. Entities generated by SCP-XXXX do not appear to be capable of typical bipedal locomotion. Sometimes they appear to be pushed or pulled across the floor to their intended destination, other times they will hover several inches above the ground and move to their intended destination, without moving any limbs. Occasionally, a limb will be lost while an SCP-XXXX instance is moving, but this doesn't appear to harm the entities, and the missing limb will be present upon the next cycle.

24. As the cycle repeats every day without change, it is assumed they are talking about the day before the school day the cycle is mimicking.

25. The researchers assigned to SCP-XXXX thought the disclosure of this personal information was appropriate given the nature of SCP-XXXX.

26. Mattie's mother has proved to be cooperative with the Foundation and as such has not been put into custody.

27. The language deficits are similar to those of a dementia patient.

28. Every effort is being made to locate Mattie and reunite her with her mother.

29. Mattie appears to be the picture of health. No signs of abuse are visible, putting Mattie's motives for leaving in a doubtful light.

30. Possibly due to her role as the root of the estrangement between Mattie and her mother.

31. It has since been confirmed that Mattie did in fact lose her virginity to Ives. Investigation into the potential for domestic abuse in the relationship is ongoing, as is monitoring of Ive's whereabouts and activities.

32. Likely due to their ability to sympathize with her mother's plight - a universal struggle.

33. If shown a photo of SCP-XXXX-A instances are shown a photo of Mattie and asked to compare it to their target, they will claim the individuals are the same, likely due to their failure to do what they were meant to.

34. She got what was coming to her, and she’ll get more. We’ll find her. Don’t worry.

35. It's okay, Mattie. We'll find you. We'll bring you home. Then everything can go back to the way it used to be. You'll be just like you used to be. My perfect little girl.

36. Suspected by the Foundation to be suicide. A selfish act on Mattie's part - she must have known how this would have destroyed her mother.

37. It's such a pretty name - just like she is. I put it back so everyone could read it. Because everyone should read it.

38. Let's start over. From the beginning. And everything can go back to how it used to be.

39. Oddly enough, taste is not affected by contact with SCP-XXXX-3 despite the interconnection between the two senses.

40. Common wasp

41. usually upwards of 90,000 in number

42. normally midsized towns with a significant number of families in residence