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Item #: SCP-2XXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2XXX should be locked in a 4x4x6 meter reinforced steel box (height to prevent the tampering/destruction of cameras, and enough room for SCP 2XXX to lay down) with a palladium-based metallic glass sunroof, located in Site-███. Two cameras equipped with thermal detection and should be placed in the opposing corners of the ceiling, continuously panning the cell. A set of speakers should be placed in the remaining two corners. There should be no artificial or "man-made" visible light shining into SCP-2XXX's cell. In the event of a camera malfunction, 2 Class D personnel will be escorted to SCP-2XXX's containment room and will be given instructions on how to fix the cameras by on-site engineers through the cell speakers. During the day, the cell will be lit up by sunlight through the sunroof. In the event of a failure during the night, the selected Class D personnel will equipped with a gas torch (hooked up to a gas line leading outside the cell) with a tempered glass bulb.

Description: SCP-2XXX is a humanoid figure, roughly 3 meters in length, weighing approximately 62 kilograms. SCP-2XXX's joints on its appendages are inverted, and are facing the incorrect direction in relation to humans. Its flesh is mostly dark blue and black, with some rings much like Lampropeltis triangulum (Milk Snake) along its vertebral column. Its eyes are roughly twice the size of the average human's eyes, and resembles those of a snake. Its mandibles can unhook from its upper jaw, allowing its mouth to expand up to 5 times its normal size. The life form has been observed running on its hind legs, at speeds ranging from 15-███ KPH. Aside from running, SCP-2XXX has been observed crawling at high speeds on all four appendages, near doubling its max recorded speed on its hind legs.
Multiple x-rays have been taken for SCP-2XXX, all returning inconclusive. The creature sheds its epidermis every 6 months, allowing for much safer testing of the creature's DNA and organic makeup. Tests have shown a very dense amount of carbon in the epidermis, which has been concluded to be the reasoning for the inconclusive x-rays.
SCP-2XXX is observed to be provoked upon seeing man-made visible light. During the time SCP-2XXX is provoked, it is referred to as SCP-2XXX-1. Any living subject that is seen by SCP-2XXX wielding a flashlight, lantern or any other man-made light source have been observed being swallowed whole by SCP-2XXX-1, being torn or ripped into multiple segments, and paralyzed from the neck down, in which case SCP-2XXX-1 will place its victim's body in a pile, which it uses as a nest or bed. (Studies have shown that natural light sources such as the sun, fire, and light produced naturally through organic chemical reactions (such as those from Lampyridae (Lightning Bugs) or Arabidopsis (Mouseear Cress)), do not provoke SCP-2XXX, and are therefore used to help light up the cell, and the observation rooms surrounding it). After exposing SCP-2XXX to man-made/artificial light, it's state of "rage" will not subside for a maximum of one minute and fifteen seconds after the light is turned off, or until its eyes are completely covered by an opaque material.
(It is also to be noted that SCP-2XXX has been observed to growl, hum, and mimic sounds heard from other creatures.)

Interview

Interviewed: James G. Iacovelli

Interviewer: Dr. Isaiah █████

Foreword: Mr. Iacovelli is a spelunker who was one of the first to witness and survive an encounter from SCP-2XXX-1 while illegally exploring an unmapped region of Lechuguilla Cave, NM.

<Begin Log, 16:00, 11/██/199█ >

Dr. Isaiah █████ : So, Mr. Iacovelli, what persuaded you to leave the marked trails and trespass into an unmapped portion of the cave?

James G. Iacovelli (visibly nervous): W-Well, my best friend ████ and I heard someone faintly wheezing and groaning, like t-they where in distress or s-something, s-so we went to see if someone needed help.

Dr. Isaiah █████ : What did you do after that?
James G. Iacovelli: I helped him up to a n-narrow opening about ten feet high, where we noticed the sound was coming from, t-then he pulled me up with him. We shuffled and ducked our way through the c-crack, and appeared in an open tunnel, which was pitch black. We could still hear the noises, so we yelled out to see if anyone needed help. That is when the sound stopped, and it went silent. Then ████ and I turned on our headlamps to see if we could find the source, which is when ████ pointed his h-headlamp directly on it. It quickly swiveled its head around, staring ████ down with those beady eyes. It stood up on its…on those god damned hind legs… and…and it fucking grabbed ████ right by the hips and scarfed him down whole.

Dr. Isaiah █████ : I see…so how did you escape the creature? As shown by numerous tests it has a max speed of ███ KPH. This truly seems like a near impossible feat.
James G. Iacovelli (Seeming to have calmed down): I ran for the crack while it was distracted with █████, and I dumped my bag. It began chasing me, squeezing its body through the opening in the rocks. I began throwing everything I had at him, including my water bottle, camera, and most notably my headlamp. It immediately reached out and caught my headlamp. It crushed the battery with its thumb, and threw the remains at my shoulder, fracturing my scapula. I tore off my speckled t-shirt and threw it over its head, covering its eyes. It seemed to calm down, and then it finally laid down silently in the cave floor. I ran out of the cave to get a signal, and called the police. I pointed them inside, and described what had happened. They nervously and hastily called out another unit to assist them. An unmarked black transport vehicle arrived, which I could only assume now as property of the SCP Foundation. A group of five tactically armored men exited the vehicle, with patches across their backs that read Omega-7. They quickly went into the cave, and didn't return for over an hour. Eventually, two men and that thing returned from the cave (The t-shirt was still draped around the creature’s head), and they forced it into the back of the vehicle, abruptly driving off.
Dr. Isaiah █████ : Thank you for sharing your experience, Mr. Iacovelli. I assume you do know the laws concerning the sharing of information not yet declassified by ██████████?
James G. Iacovelli: Yes, doctor. Thank you for inviting me.
<End Log, 16:10>

Closing Statement: James G. Iacovelli was escorted outside of the facility to the private parking area. He was transported home by an on-site security unit, and since has not been in contact with the SCP foundation in over a decade.