Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be contained at Site ██ and is to be cared for as a non anomalous black source tree. SCP-XXXX is to be interviewed twice per month. Additional interviews may be scheduled should it wish for. As reward for good behavior, personnel may pour a small amount of whisky on its roots, up to 250 ml per month.
Instances of SCP-XXXX-1 have been proven safe for human consumption. Personnel are encouraged to consume SCP-XXXX-1 if they wish, as this helps ensure SCP-XXXX’s cooperation.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a black spurce tree (Picea mariana), measuring approximately 6m tall with a trunk diameter of 17cm. SCP-XXXX is sapient and able to conserve in modern English. It is not currently understood how SCP-XXXX emits vocalization. Unlike regular members of the Picea family, SCP-XXXX does not produce cones. Instead, SCP-XXXX grows flowers and fruit similar to those of banana trees (Musa acuminata).
The fruits produced by SCP-XXXX (referred to as SCP-XXXX-1) can be differentiated from common Cavendish bananas by their orange tinge, firmer flesh and slight nutty flavor.
SCP-XXXX was recovered on 30/07/████, in ████████, Canada after videos of an “angry talking tree” were put online. The Foundation quickly moved SCP-XXXX to containment, and the videos were explained as a hoax.
Document SCP-XXXX-04:
The following is an interview conducted by Researcher Alexandre Tremblay with SCP-XXXX following initial containment and its replanting at site ██.
<Begin Log>
Researcher Tremblay: Good evening, SCP-XXXX. How are you feeling?
SCP-XXXX: Good evening to you too, sir. I am feeling very well thank you. I am starting to > really get enamored with my new location. Truly a prime piece of real estate, I say.
Tremblay: Good to hear. Now, would you like to discuss the reasons leading to your containment?
SCP-XXXX: Is it about my recent outburst? I’m so sorry. I just don’t know what happened. I guess I had a little too much pent-up resentment in me, and when I saw this young man eating these vile counterfeits, I just couldn’t hold it in. This will not happen again I promise.
Tremblay: I’ve seen the videos. You seen to hold a grudge against members of the Musa acuminata genus, is it?
SCP-XXXX: Oh, do not get me started on those accursed Musas. I don’t understand how they can stand so proud when their only achievement was stolen from the work of an honest worker. Some have no shame, I say. Absolutely no shame at all
Tremblay: Could you elaborate?
SCP-XXXX: Fine, I do suppose I do own you an explanation after all. You see, I’m what you could call an inventor. I specialize in the development of new type of fruits. And these, sir, are my greatest creation! Behold!
(SCP-XXXX’s branches shake, and a bundle of SCP-XXXX-1 falls out)
Tremblay: Interesting. These look a lot like bananas.
SCP-XXXX: These aren’t just bananas, these are hanans. The original design! I invented those, and all those scoundrels Musas did was steal the idea. Even butchered the name I had spent so many hours thinking of. Can you believe this?
Tremblay: I’m sure it must have been very frustrating to you.
SCP-XXXX: And they didn’t even get it right. They could have at least made those pale, bland travesties they called bananas as good as the original. But no, that would have demanded them hard work. They don’t even put beta-carotene in their fruits. All those oversized weeds did was flood the market with these abominations and my dear hanabs get forgotten. I hope fungus infects every last one of those Musas and that they rot in place until –[Pauses] My apologies, it seems I got carried away, again…
<End Log>
Addendum SCP-XXXX-A: After ██ months in containment, SCP-XXXX has stated that it was time to leave the “banana incident” behind and move on. It has also demanded the Foundation’s help in testing a new fruit he was working. Approval from Site Director ███████ was granted on 08/05/20██. Any new variety of fruit produced by SCP-XXXX is to be tested for human consumption as detailed in Testing Procedure XXXX-03, and added to Log XXXX-02.
Below is an abridged version of Log-XXXX-02 containing notable instances of SCP-XXXX-X.
# of instance: SCP-XXXX-2
Description: Tough brown peel with green interior. Taste and texture similar to kiwi
# of instance: SCP-XXXX-5
Description: Similar in shape and texture to a large pear, but with a purple color. Spoiled very quickly, and were no longer fit for consumption less than 3 days after picking.
Notes: Shame, these one were delicious. Reminded me of peanut butter and grape jelly. –Researcher Tremblay
# of instance: SCP-XXXX-7
Description: Light brown fruit around the size and shape of an orange with a black juice. Tasted very salty.
Notes: Felt and tasted like oranges filled with soy sauce. –Researcher Tremblay
# of instance: SCP-XXXX-10
Description: Small blue-gray fruit with fuzzy exteriour. Tasted similar to lemon, but sweeter. The majority of test subjects developed diarrhea following consumption.
Notes: SCP-XXXX did not take it well when I proposed to market SCP-XXXX-10 extract as a natural constipation relief. –Researcher Tremblay
# of instance: SCP-XXXX-12
Description: Small bright pink berries. Test subjects noted it to be extremely spicy. Follow-up testing revealed that SCP-XXXX-12 has a capsaicin level similar to that of the Bhut jolokia, also known as the ghost pepper.
Note: Interviews revealed that SCP-XXXX got the inspiration for SCP-XXXX-12 after watching various online videos of people consuming Bhut jolokia. Investigation to discover how SCP-XXXX is able to access online media is underway. Testing Procedure XXXX-03 has been updated to include measurements of capsaicin level.
# of instance: SCP-XXXX-14
Description: Soft juicy round fruit with an orange and red skin. Fruits are able to vocalize, and continually repeat the phrase “Pineapple pineapple pineapple yeah!” Taste similar to blueberries.
# of instance: SCP-XXXX-17
Description: Similar in size and shape to an avocado, with a semi-transparent skin and flesh. Pit is capable of bioluminescence. Taste reported as horrible
Notes: Follow-up interviews with SCP-XXXX revealed Dash-17 was designed to be purely ornamental.
# of instance: SCP-XXXX-24
Description:* Bright yellow fruit, similar in shape to an onion. Fruit was discovered to contain several small components made of a polylactic acid-based plastic after a test subject chocked on one of them. When assembled, the components made a tiny toy airplane.
Note: Testing Procedure XXXX-03 was updated to add X-ray screening of SCP-XXXX-X instances.
# of instance SCP-XXXX-28
Description:* Large teardrop shaped fruit, with a green and yellow skin. Fruit contain several air bladders capable of emitting loud sounds similar to flatulence when cut or bitten.
Note: Guess I know now why SCP-XXXX was giggling while I was picking these ones –Researcher Tremblay
# of instance: SCP-XXXX-31
Description: Gray fruit around the size of a plum. Tasted described as grassy. Chalky texture.
Note: Follow-up interview revealed Dash-31 was designed to fit the requirements of, to quote SCP-XXXX, “that new no gluten, low sugar and salt diet fad popularized by that reality star I just read about online.” As of 13/11/2016, all attempts to cut SCP-XXXX’s Internet access have failed, including the use of signal jammers, Faraday cages, and shutting off Site-██’s Internet network. I therefore request a reclassification to Euclid. –Researcher Tremblay.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Due to it’s nature, SCP-XXXX cannot be moved, and is contained on site. As of ██/07/1977, the building housing SCP-XXXX (formerly ████████ County Sheriff Department) has been acquired by the Foundation and is now constitutes Site-76. No other phone should be connected to Site-76’s landline. During interactions with SCP-XXXX-1, staff members must pretend to be patrolmen of ████████ County Sheriff Department.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a rotary phone connected to a telephone cable, both identical to items commonly used during the 1970s. SCP-XXXX is contained in a type 4 temporal loop with a duration of 17 days, designated TL-XXXX. As such, SCP-XXXX, should SCP-XXXX be moved or damaged, it will dematerialize and reappear at its initial location at the end of the loop, in a state identical to that of it's initial containment
SCP-XXXX-1 refers to an entity calling SCP-XXXX. SCP-XXXX-1 identifies as Colonel Richard Sullivan, and states that it resides at 270 Carter drive, ████████, South Carolina. Invariably, SCP-XXXX-1 wishes to file a noise complaint about a group of persons (collectively designated SCP-XXXX-2) residing at street number 272. As the 17 days progress, SCP-XXXX-1 begins calling more and more frequently, as more people join SCP-XXXX-2 for a festival or celebration. SCP-XXXX-1 has also described several anomalous events happening during the gatherings. Military records and witnesses testimonies confirm the existence of a man named Richard Sullivan living in ████████, but his whereabouts are unknown following the end of his service in the Vietnam War in 1975. Furthermore, while Carter drive does exist in ████████, no address bears the number 270 or 272.
The general script of TL-XXXX is as follows:
-Day 1: SCP-XXXX-1 calls SCP-XXXX to file a complaint about SCP-XXXX-2 singing and playing bongos late at night. SCP-XXXX-2 numbers at three persons: two males and one female. This constitutes the starting point of TL-XXXX
SCP-XXXX-1: Hello, is this the police? I’d like to report an incident about my neighbors. They’re playing their darn bongos again! Can you send someone over there to tell them to quiet down at once?
Agent: Yes, sir. Can I have your name and the address of your neighbours?
SCP-XXX-1: This is Colonel Richard Sullivan speaking. I live at 270 Carter drive, and those darn hippies next door at 272 are disturbing the peace. I want you to get over there right quick, so I can get a decent night [pauses] Ah great, the longhaired one has pulled out his guitar. Hurry it up will you.
-Day 2-4: SCP-XXXX-1 typically contacts SCP-XXXX once or twice during this period. SCP-XXXX-2 numbers from 9 to 15.
SCP-XXXX-1: Hello, is this the police? I’d like to report an incident about my neighbors. Once again they are up late at night playing loud music, and judging from the smell, I strongly suspect they are currently abusing illicit substances!
Agent: Is it the folks down at 272 Carter Drive again? Can you please describe their behavior to me?
SCP-XXXX-1: Yes it’s them, and I just told you son, they are outside, playing their darn bongos and guitars, and smoking copious amounts of marijuana. Back in my days, I had to discipline more than a few privates abusing drugs in my platoon, so I know that smell when I smell it. Reckon you better get over there right quick you hear!
-Day 5-9: SCP-XXXX-1 typically phones SCP-XXXX 2 or 3 times during this period. SCP-XXXX-2 numbers between 25 and 40.
SCP-XXXX-1: Hello, is this the police? I’d like to report an incident about my neighbors. This time they got a bunch of friends over to build a huge bonfire in their backyard, and now they’re dancing and playing their darn bongos again.
Agent: Yes sir, we are sending a patrolman at once. Could you further describe their behavior?
SCP-XXXX-1: Well, it looks like [pauses] Oh Lord almighty! They’re all naked! Those darn hippies are chanting and dancing butt naked around their bonfire. Now this right here is starting to look like a bunch of Devil worshipers I tell you. Get someone down there to stop this right at once!
-Day 10-15: at this point, SCP-XXXX-1 contacts SCP-XXXX daily. SCP-XXXX-2 now numbers well over a hundred individuals. SCP-XXXX-2's behaviour consists mostly of performing musical and theatrical acts, several of which are anomalous in nature.
SCP-XXXX-1: Hello, is this the police? I’d like to report an incident about my neighbors. Once again they are being loud and disturbing the peace with their darn bongos! I am seriously wondering if you folks actually take your job seriously!
Agent: We apologize sir, but so far your neighbors have refused to listen to our officers. We are currently in contact with the neighboring counties for reinforcements, and are getting ready to storm the compound. What are they doing tonight sir?
SCP-XXXX-1: Well tonight it seems they are having some sort of play. They brought a washing machine on their stage, and this lady is holding a box of laundry soap. Sounds like she’s acting out some advertisment. [Pauses] Someone else is climbing on stage now. He’s… is that me? [pauses] Some guy looking just like me with a colonel uniform just walked on stage. How did they find someone who looks so much like? I am not liking this one bit, I tell you. [Pauses] That has to be a mask or… [Pauses] Oh lord! They grabbed him and are trying to get me in it.
Agent: Do not panic, sir. I am sending a patrol car to your address at once. An officer will be there to…
SCP-XXXX-1: [Interrupting] Not me, you donkey! I meant the me on stage. The one who looks like me. They just finished shoving the poor sap in the washing machine and closed the lid.
Agent: Apologies sir. I'm calling back the car at once.
SCP-XXXX-1: Don't cancel it, you moron! Send them to 272! And send an ambulance too. You think he's just gonna walk out of it? He's probably drowning just now!
Agent: Yes, at once. [pauses] An ambulance as well a patrol car are on route as we speak. Can you please keep us informed of the situation?
SCP-XXXX-1: Oh lord, I sure hope he’s all right. These things aren't made to… Oh! The lid just opened. He's climbing out.
Agent: Does the man appear injured?
SCP-XXXX-1: No… actually he’s laughing right now. He still got that mask or whatever, but he’s got long hair and one of those dumb colorful shirts. He’s tossing flowers to the crowd now. The washing machine is still shaking though. Something’s coming out of it. Looks like bubbles, and… [Pauses]
Agent: Mr. Sullivan? Sir?
SCP-XXXX-1: Huh? Sorry. Washing machine guy looks fine, so I guess you can cancel the ambulance. I’m… I’m going to try to get some sleep now. They’ve been keeping me awake for so long, I think I’m starting to see things.
-Day 16: Final call from SCP-XXXX-1. Following this, SCP-XXXX-1 apparently confronts SCP-XXXX-2, leaving his telephone off the hook.
SCP-XXXX-1: Hello, is this the police? I’d like to report an incident about my neighbors. They are still carrying on with their darn festival or whatever, and are still disturbing the peace.
Agent: Let me guess: they are playing their darn bongos again?
SCP-XXXX-1: Well, they are… Actually no. For once they’ve stopped playing their bongos. But I still hear loud chanting. Let me check real quick. [pause] They are all gathered around some sort of statue of… Is that…? Oh Goodness gracious I can’t believe my eyes. They're all dancing around a statue of Jesus in a spacesuit!
Agent: Pardon me, did you say Jesus in a spacesuit?
SCP-XXXX-1: You heard me right son. A statue of poor Jesus on his cross, dressed like Neil Armstrong on the moon! Hold on, they’re running away from it now. What in the world… Oh lord! I think they set the cross on fire! No, wait. He’s lifting off the ground! He’s flying! They got Jesus in a spacesuit taking off from their backyard! Goodness gracious. I can’t even see it anymore now. Darn thing just shot off like the Apollo.
Agent: I believe you Mr. Sullivan. Now please calm down, we will take care of this situation.
SCP-XXXX-1: And now they pulled out the darn bongos again! That’s it. I had enough! Gonna go tell them a piece of my mind right now.
Agent: Don’t. We will have this situation dealt with. No need to endanger yourself.
SCP-XXXX-1: Oh up yours! You darn pencil pushers can’t even deal with a few drugged up hippies it seems. I’ll deal with them myself!
Interviewed: ████████ County Sheriff William Anderson
Interviewer: Foundation Agent ████ Curtis.
Foreword: Interview took place on 27/07/1977, a few days following containment of SCP-XXXX. Mr. Anderson was a close friend of Richard Sullivan. SCP-XXXX has been active for an estimate █ days at time of interview
<Begin Log>
Curtis: Good morning Mr Anderson.
Anderson: Yeah good morning to you too. I’ve been told you wanted to talk to me about Rick?
Curtis: Indeed, I am one of the investigators in charge of the case of this disappearance.
Anderson: [sighs] Figures. Look, I’m taking all responsibility here. All my boys here were just following my orders, so leave them out of this.
Curtis: Noted. Now tell me, it seems that in the days before his disappearance, Colonel Richard Sullivan frequently contacted the ████████ County Sheriff Department, with his calls becoming more and more bizarre as time went on. Why didn’t you investigate his claims?
Anderson: I was doing a favor to an old buddy.
Curtis: Please elaborate.
Anderson: Look, at the time I believed I was doing what was best for Rick… How can I explain it? [Pauses] Did you get drafted?
Curtis: No, I never went to fight in Vietnam, if this is what you mean.
Anderson: Well, that makes two of us. I’ve only heard stories, but everyone seems to agree that it was pretty much hell back there. Some of these boys, they didn’t come back the same. Every couple of weeks, you hear some stories about so and so who just snaps and starts going crazy.
Rick was a good guy. Truly cared for the boys under his command. Even helped a few get back to a normal life after the war. [Pause] Rick looked fine on the outside, but I could tell he was still haunted by all those kids that lost their lives back there. So when I started hearing his stories about the hippies and… all that other weird stuff, I thought he had finally cracked under it all.
Curtis: What made you think that Colonel Sullivan’s mental condition was deteriorating?
Anderson: Pretty obvious right? His first calls were not that weird: he kept saying his neighbors were keeping him up at night, so I sent a few of my men to calm them down. They drove to 274 Curtis drive, and it was abandoned. We thought we had scared them away. But he kept calling back, and saying these thing that made no sense.
Curtis: And yet you told your officers here to not intervene, why?
Anderson: Like I said, a favor to an old friend. Everyone here loves Rick. Some of those patrolmen working under me used to be Rick’s soldiers, and they would have probably ended up living under a bridge without him. We decided we’d deal with this as quietly as possible. I contacted his daughter. She’s studying at some big university in California, can you believe it? Rick was so proud of that. Anyways, we decided to deal with this as friends of Rick rather than as officers of the law, and try to find him a nice hospital for him to rest. Poor Rick might have lost his mind, so we had to at least preserve his dignity. No one wanted to have to cuff him
Curtis: Tell what happened on the night of the 19th.
Anderson: Rick called again. I answered it. Said something about them getting Jesus to fly like a rocket, that he had had enough, and was gonna deal with them. I begged him not to go, but he called me a damned pencil pusher and left. [sighs] I immediately head for his house, but I never could seem to find it.
Curtis: What do you mean by that?
Anderson: I guess I was too worried. I know Rick lived on Carter drive, but I can’t remember the street number. I think I knocked on every door. 268, 269, 271, 273, 274, all of them, asking people if they’ve seen Rick. No one did. We searched the whole area for him. Who knows what he could end up doing in his state? Never found him.
Curtis: And then?
Anderson: Just when we were starting to give up on the search, musta been on Thursday morning, Rick calls us again.
Curtis: And what did he have to say?
Anderson: Take a guess.
<End Log>
Addendum XXXX-01: On 19/05/1981, routine checkup of anomalous item database uncovered anomalous item NS943.
Anomalous item identification: NS943
Date and location of discovery: 05/02/1978 Earth’s orbit
Date of retrieval: N/A
Description: an approximately 2m tall statue of a man dressed in a spacesuit nailed to a cross. Currently orbiting Earth at a height of [REDACTED]. Current disinformation campaign to dismiss NS943 as oddly shaped space debris is underway.
Status: Destroyed. Item burned during re-entry on 01/11/1980
Similarities between SCP-XXXX-1 descriptions of events and Anomalous Object NS943 prompted a re-investigation into the origins of SCP-XXXX
Addendum XXXX-02
On ██/██/1995, POI9032 was detained related to his involvement in the creation of SCP-████. POI9032 was involved in numerous anomalous art circles, as well as several anti-government and anti-capitalist groups. Recovered from his house was a letter, dated from 12/07/1977 according to the postage stamps, now designated document XXXX-03
Hey, Marcus
It works. That magic spell thing that guy in India taught us, well I managed to make it work!
Remember that dream we used to have? About having a piece of land where no one could disturb us? It’s coming true. I’m building it right now my friend. I’ve already called some friends over and we keep welcoming more people everyday.
Do you realize what this means? I’ve created a place were no one will tell us how to think or act. Not the police, not the army, not that crooked President himself can reach us in there. Not even those jailers who keep locking our art away. Unless I want to, no one enters. We can be who we want. No one to tell us we can’t use our talents, that we must go fight some war on the other side of the Earth, that we should get a job or something. No politicians, no laws, just peace and love, man.
Oh, and when I say I’ve created it, I mean me, Maria and Johnny. These two were super helpful.
We’re already planning some sort of huge party to celebrate this all. To get to us, just take a good look at the weird symbol on the other paper in the envelope. Then drive over to 272 Carter drive, ████████ in South Carolina. I’ll be saving a good spot for your camper!
Can’t wait to see you,
Jack
P.S. Yes, of course we tested the thing to be sure it worked. We’ve been playing our bongos until 4 am for the last 3 days, and not a single cop showed up.
The paper and symbol mentioned in document XXXX-03 were not recovered
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be kept in a standard containment locker in Site-450, with its battery removed. During testing, personnel must take care to avoid activating SCP-XXXX’s effect on the area they are currently in. Personnel having been brief 20 minutes prior to testing and maintaining non visual contact to the testing area must be on standby in case of a repeating activation cycle.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a Nikon ML-L3 wireless remote control, typically used as a remote shutter release. The words “Ctrl Z” have been carved on the object’s back. No other modification to its components or appearance has otherwise been observed.
Pressing SCP-XXXX’s button will cause a localized temporal regression: a room affected by SCP-XXXX will revert to how it was 15 minutes prior. Objects and living beings affected by SCP-XXXX will return to their prior positions. This includes objects taken outside the room, as well as objects initially outside brought inside. Living subjects affected by the temporal regression have no memory of the activation and the 15 minutes prior.
The user must aim SCP-XXXX at a solid object (such as a wall or closed window) inside the target room. Using SCP-XXXX on the room the user is inside of will lead to the object affecting the room and the user. Doing so could start what has been dubbed a repeating activation cycle, as the user typically repeats the same behavior that leads to said activation. The only way to halt a repeating activation cycle is intervention by a third party or letting the cycle continue until SCP-XXXX’s battery runs out. As such, it is highly recommended that during testing, SCP-XXXX should be outside of the area to be affected, and aim through a doorway or open window.
SCP-XXXX’s secondary anomalous properties affect subjects observing (including direct observation and video surveillance) a room affected by SCP-XXXX. Subjects witnessing SCP-XXXX’s activation report seeing a bright flash and a clicking sound and lose all memory of events that unfolded 15 minutes prior to SCP-XXXX’s activation. The holder of SCP-XXXX is unaffected by this.
Incident XXXX-01: Below is a log of the incident leading to the recovery of SCP-XXXX on 04/12/2015. At the time SCP-XXXX was in the possession of Jeremy Brown, a Los Angeles resident with a history of burglary.
Time: between 1:46 and 1:48
Brown arrives at [ADDRESS REDACTED] via car.
Time: 01:48
After some preparation, Brown exits his vehicle and smashes a window on the front door to gain access to the residence. A neighbor, Jennifer Conway, witness these actions and contacts emergency service.
Time: 02:00
LAPD officers James North and Samuel McGregor arrive on scene. Noticing the broken window, they enter the residence.
Time: 02:01
Officers North and McGregor reappear in the middle of [REDACTED] boulevard, as Brown activated SCP-XXXX in an attempt to evade law enforcements. Both suffer multiple fractures following impact with a car driving down the boulevard. Brown reappears in his vehicle, as per 1:46 and promptly leaves the scene.
Time: 02:12
Following Officers North and McGregor’s admittance to the ER, the Foundation is alerted via embedded agents. A warrant is issued for Jeremy Brown.
Time: 02:24
Foundations agents arrive at Brown’s residence, finding him in his living room. 2 agents enter the house to apprehend the subject, while a third agent remains outside to monitor the situation.
Time: 02:25
First attempt to subdue suspect fails as SCP-XXXX is activated on Foundation personnel. Brown attempts to flee. His escape is prevented by the remaining agent, and he barricades himself in his living room. A MTF is dispatched following the reappearance of the two agents at Site-26.
Time: 02:34
MTF-Iota-7 (Eviction Notice) arrives on scene and take position in various rooms of Brown’s residence.
Time: 02:35
Subject unexpectedly attempts to exit the living room. It is assumed he tried to activate SCP-XXXX on the hall outside, but accidently aimed inside the room he was in. This causes him to enter a repeating activation cycle. Iota-7 members affected by SCP-XXXX’s secondary property are ordered to evacuate for re-briefing. A perimeter is set around the house.
Time: 02:50
Subject repeats escape attempt. Result is identical to previous attempt.
Time: 03:15
Using agents briefed 20 minutes prior, the windows of Brown’s residence are obstructed to block secondary effects. Subject still attempts to escape every 15 minutes, with identical results
Time: 5:00
As all attempts to restrain subject and prevent activation of SCP-XXXX have failed, it is decided that the anomaly shall be contained on site. Brown’s residence is acquired following Foundation Protocol for Property Acquisition, and designated Site XXXX. Jeremy Brown is designated SCP-XXXX. A team of 3 agents is kept on-site to monitor the situation.
On 13/06/2016, SCP-XXXX failed to produce its anomalous properties. Subject was easily apprehended and questioned by Foundation personnel. SCP identification number XXXX was reassigned shortly after.
Interviewed: Jeremy Brown, formerly SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Foundation Agent Clarkson
Foreword: This interviewed was conducted shortly after Brown was detained following SCP-XXXX inactivation. Please note that this interview was prior to the reassigment of SCP-XXXX
<Begin Interview>
Clarkson: SCP-XXXX, could you please explain what happened on the night of December 4th 2015?
Brown: No, you explain! I was in LA and suddenly I’m in some fucking Area 51 shit. I ain’t telling shit until you tell me where I am and who the fuck you are.
Clarkson: On December 4th 2015, agents witnessed several anomalous phenomena, including memory alterations and temporal reversion. Would you please explain the source of said phenomenon?
Brown: I ain’t telling you shit until I get my lawyer.
Clarkson: I’m afraid you do not understand your current situation. You have been caught in a situation that defies the current laws of science. You are in way too deep to get a lawyer.
Brown: I don’t give a fuck. I want a lawyer.
Clarkson: Very well then. [shows photo of SCP-XXXX] When we finally were able to drag you out of your house you were mashing the button in this thing right here. I suppose that this is the item we’re looking for?
[Brown remains silent]
Clarkson: I would like to point out that while your cooperation would be appreciated, it is not necessary in any way to our investigation. I sure we will have our answer rather soon. However, said cooperation will be an important factor in deciding the terms of your detention.
Brown: [Sighs] Fine, fine okay. Friend of mine told me this guy could get you anything you needed. You just needed to contact him via email. Had some weird ass nickname. What was it? H3C something something.
Clarkson: Go on.
Brown: I contacted the guy, and ask him to send my something to become a better robber. He sent me this thing [points to the picture of SCP-XXXX]. Told me that after I’m done stealing stuff from somewhere, all I had to do was point that remote at the room, hit the button, and it’ll be like no one went in. Not a single trace of a thief he said.
Clarkson: Did you ever use this item on other occasion, other than last December?
Brown: Once only. Figured I'd test it on some random smuck's bungalow before moving on to rich people homes.
Clarkson: Please described what happened the first time you used the item.
Brown: That thing worked fine in a way, but the fucker forgot to mention that every time you activate it, whatever you stole from the place returns there.
Examination of Brown’s computer has uncovered a series of emails between the subject and another person using the alias H3C SonFR Tau. As the information contained in said emails imply that the latter is SCP-XXXX creator, the individual behind the alias H3C SonFR Tau has been designated POI-XXXX and is under investigation by Foundation personnel.