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- Format dump
- Danger Through Fragility (first scp attempt ever)
- Castle Amongst the Dunes (ON HOLD)
- A Beetle Named Poe
- The Forest Men of ███████
- The Angry Sea
- SCP-UW0TM8-J
- Memories of a Two-Finned Whale
- Pilgrimage of the Matriarch
- Books in Baikal
- The Lone and Level Sands Stretch Far Away
- Deer in the Headroom
- A Song For Nobody
Ideas dump and general ramble
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe/Euclid/Keter (indicate which class)
Special Containment Procedures: [Paragraphs explaining the procedures]
Description: [Paragraphs explaining the description]
Addendum: [Optional additional paragraphs]
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Item #: SCP-2XXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2XXX should be constantly kept in a 30x30x30 centimetre steel box filled with protective foam. This box should be opened approximately every thirty minutes to check that the foam is still adequately protecting SCP-2XXX. This box should not be kept off the ground when in storage. If the container for SCP-2XXX needs to be moved, it should only be done so by D-Class Personnel who have passed physical tests.
In the event of research needing to be carried out on SCP-2XXX, Level 3 clearance or higher is needed for experiments which involve breaking SCP-2XXX. Tests which involve breaking must always have a D class Personnel closer to SCP-2XXX than any researchers at all costs. Experiments which involve observing or testing non-anomalous properties of SCP-2XXX should be carried out with soft, light tools, which do not have a risk of breaking SCP-2XXX.
Description:
SCP-2XXX is a translucent crystalline mass which in its current form is 18cm long and 10cm wide. SCP-2XXX currently takes the form of a hexagonal prism, however, this will change if containment procedures fail and SCP-2XXX breaks or is damaged. Tests have shown that SCP-2XXX is transparent enough to see and read text that is placed underneath it.
On its own, SCP-2XXX is harmless. When it breaks, or is damaged, SCP-2XXX becomes highly dangerous, fatal in some scenarios. When SCP-2XXX is broken or damaged, it immediately seeks out the nearest warm blooded organism of appropriate size, before entering the organism’s body and reforming inside. During reformation SCP-2XX changes in appearance, but maintains the same material. Whether SCP-2XXX is fatal or not depends on the area of the body in which it reforms in. The reformation process lasts around 6 minutes on average.
SCP-2XXX seems to have the ability to phase through organic matter. Recordings of incidents and tests have shown that SCP-2XXX does not use teleportation in hunting the nearest host down, but it moves fast enough to barely be detectable to the naked eye. Due to the nature of SCP-2XXX, it is impossible to take a sample of the material it is made out of for testing. It is theorised that SCP-2XXX may have some biological substance elements to it, or even some form of sentience, due to its need and apparent desire for a living reformation host.
SCP-2XXX was recovered from a mine in [DATA REDACTED], Argentina. It was recovered from the chest cavity of a miner, which tests revealed had only been deceased for around 12 hours. It was currently in the form of a large monkey skull. The miner's corpse was surrounded by flowers which had been carefully placed around in a circle. Upon retrieving SCP-2XXX, and attempting to leave the mine, Foundation Personnel were attacked by several other miners. They were screamed at not to take "El Sabio", which translates roughly to "The wise one". The nature of these comments is still unknown. Further investigation discovered that most of the miners had been declared missing by their families for at least two weeks.
SCP-2XXX's properties were determined after Incident 2XXX
Incident casualties - 1, Dr ██████
Dr ██████ was running some basic initial tests on SCP-2XXX. One of these tests was taking a small sample of SCP-2XXX for analysis. Dr ██████ used a small chisel to break away a piece of SCP-2XXX.
SCP-2XXX then immediately formed inside the esophagus of Dr ██████, who expired almost instantaneously. SCP-2XXX was reported by witnesses as fluctuating in shape within Dr ██████'s neck.
SCP-2XXX was eventually removed from the neck of Dr ██████. Properties were noted down and testing was prohibited without a class D Personnel or test animal being present.
Test logs - Document 2XXX-A
Test 1: Red fox (Vulpes vulpes) placed inside chamber with SCP-2XXX, which was rigged with explosives. SCP-2XX was detonated.
Results: SCP-2XXX formed inside the abdomen of the fox. Subject expired after 3 minutes of hosting SCP-2XXX. Reformation finished in 5:49. Form of SCP-2XXX reported as shaped like a human hand.
Test 2: Class D Personnel asked to drop SCP-2XXX from a height of 1 metre. Carried out to determine fragility
Results: SCP-2XXX broke as soon as it hit the ground, forming inside the upper thigh of the class D. SCP-2XXX was determined extremely fragile and containment levels were increased.
Test 3: Class D Personnel placed on one side of an iron wall, while SCP-2XXX was placed on the other. SCP-2XXX was rigged with explosives and detonated. Carried out to determine whether solid objects can impede SCP-2XXX's progress.
Results: SCP-2XXX formed inside the chest cavity of the class D. Subject expired. Upon inspection, the wall was found to be peppered with small holes. Containment procedures updated.
SCP-2XXX prior to containment
Item #: SCP-2XXX
Object Class: Safe, possibly Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2XXX should be surrounded by a 3 metre high chain-link fence topped with barbed wire to stop anyone from entering SCP-2XXX. Civilians attempting to enter or asking why SCP-2XXX is closed off should be told that the structure is extremely structurally fragile and will likely collapse on anyone who enters. Anyone who is seen leaving SCP-2XXX should be terminated immediately. There should be at least two guards situated around SCP-2XXX at any given time.
If SCP-2XXX-A attempts to leave SCP-2XXX, personnel should force it back into the entrance with pressure washers, which will be provided to guards stationed at the site. If SCP-2XXX-A manages to escape the containment area, authorities in Bahrain will be notified and law enforcement will be put on high alert.
Description: SCP-2XXX is a sandstone structure carved out of a large boulder, approximately █.█ miles outside of Manama, Bahrain. The structure is around 14 metres tall, with the entrance being about 2.5 metres tall. SCP-2XXX is estimated to be around 2000 years old, yet does not display many signs of dilapidation or disrepair. The complex inside SCP-2XXX stretches about 8 metres into the boulder which SCP-2XXX is carved out of. The complex inside SCP-2XXX comprises of a large centre room at the end of a corridor, and a few smaller rooms which taper off from the corridor. There is a series of runes in the largest room, which have yet to be matched to any known language or translated by Foundation personnel.
SCP-2XXX's anomalous properties manifest when a person enters and leaves the main room at the end of the corridor. If the person stays inside the rune room, the properties do not manifest. After about 10 minutes of leaving SCP-2XXX, body fluids of the subject will begin to transmute into sand. This usually starts with the tears, ear wax and nasal mucus of the subject. The process will then work its way down the body through the saliva and throat mucus. At this stage, the subject often chokes on the sand. If the subject dies, the process will stop. If the subject does not die, the process will continue down the body through the stomach acid and bladder. If subject starts to sweat with panic and fear, they will find that their sweat also comes out as sand. If the subject is still alive at this stage, the process will move onto the blood. This stage has a 100% death rate in affected victims. There is currently no known way to reverse or prevent the process, aside from remaining inside the rune room, which will likely lead to dehydration or starvation.
SCP-2XXX-A is a being which inhabits SCP-2XXX. It is a humanoid which seems to be made of sandstone, and has no visible features on its body or face. Subjects who have encountered SCP-2XXX-A within SCP-2XXX have reported that it seemingly appears at random or out of thin air. Theories on this range from the idea that SCP-2XXX-A operates an unknown series of tunnels around the known rooms of SCP-2XXX, or, given the fact that it seems to be made of the same material as SCP-2XXX, that it has the ability to merge and separate with the walls of SCP-2XXX. SCP-2XXX-A has as of yet shown no signs of hostility towards subjects inside SCP-2XXX, but has tried to escape the site on numerous occasions. It seems to be largely hydrophobic, which is why guards are provided with pressure washers to prevent escaping (SEE CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES). It is unknown if SCP-2XXX created SCP-2XXX-A, or if it is the other way round.
The Foundation was alerted to the existence of SCP-2XXX after a group of tourists on a camel tour brought back the body of a fellow tourist who was, according to the authorities in Manama, "Expelling heaps of sand from every orifice".
Addendum: [Optional additional paragraphs]
SCP-2XXX
Item #: SCP-2XXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2XXX is to be kept in a small plastic vivarium in Area-12, with a substrate that is a mixture of coconut husk and ordinary sand. SCP-2XXX is to be fed on a diet of small mealworms. Small porous rocks, and overturned objects are to be scattered within the containment vivarium. SCP-2XXX is to be provided with a blank notebook, which should be replaced when it is filled.
Interviews with SCP-2XXX are permitted. During interviews SCP-2XXX is to be placed in a large open-topped box lined with paper. Personnel are also allowed to observe SCP-2XXX freely if they wish to.
Description: SCP-2XXX is a darkling beetle of the species Somaticus aeneus. SCP-XXXX is capable of flight, but has not shown a prediliction for flight while in Foundation custody. SCP-XXXX has been observed to try to hide under small objects when resting. It is not capable of fast movements, and has overall displayed a peaceful temperament while in Foundation custody. SCP-2XXX has been in custody for ██ months, significantly longer than the lifespan of a normal Somaticus aeneus. The potential lifespan of SCP-XXXX is unknown at this time.
SCP-XXXX has been determined to be sapient, and has been able to solve complex puzzles and problems presented to it by Foundation personnel. SCP-2XXX communicates through writing; it is capable of using its front left leg as a writing tool, expelling ink through the tip. How SCP-2XXX generates this ink is currently not known; however in depth analysis has revealed it to be chemically identical to ink used in fountain pens.
SCP-2XXX displays a considerable amount of knowledge concerning literature and theater. SCP-2XXX often mentions, discusses or quotes various literature. SCP-2XXX initiates discussion of such material without provcation from the interviewer. SCP-2XXX displays a preference for horror works, especially those of authors Mary Shelley, HP Lovecraft and Stephen King; however the entity is known to discuss many classical or well renowned authors, playwrights and poets.
Addendum 1 - Interview Log 2XXX-1, 05/6/2015:
Addendum 2 (05/15/2015): SCP-2XXX worked on its story for the next week. An excerpt from the finished product, titled "The Village in the White Alps" can be found in this addendum.Interviewed: SCP-2XXX
Interviewer: Dr. Jept
Foreword: SCP-2XXX had arrived in Area 12 the fortnight prior. This interview was undertaken after the abilities of the entity had been confirmed.
<Begin Log>
Dr. Jept: Hello, SCP-2XXX, I'm Dr. Jept, but you can call me Bart. Before we begin, what name would you like us to refer to you by?
SCP-2XXX: I'll call you by your professional title, thanks. I'd like to be named after one of my favourite poets, Edgar Allen Poe. You can just call me… Poe. Do you know I'm working on a horror story of my own?
Dr. Jept: I do, Poe. I wish you the best of luck.
SCP-2XXX: Thank you. It's going to be a phenomenal tale, it truly is. I feel that it's going to be good enough to be published. Tell me, Doctor Jept, are you a well read man?
Dr. Jept: I can't say I am. I used to be rather a busy man, though I suppose I have more free time these days. Perhaps you can give me some recommendations after we get through these questions? I'm going to ask you a few questions, are you on board?
SCP-2XXX: Not well read? My my, you hardly seem to deserve the title of doctor at all. I can already tell this won't be very enjoyable for me. I will certainly give you some recommendations later.Dr. Jept: I'll try and read whatever books you suggest, Poe. Right now, I just need to know one or two things
SCP-2XXX: Books? I'll suggest poems and plays too, doctor.Dr. Jept: Poe.
SCP-2XXX: Very well, ask what you will.
Dr. Jept: Great! So, can you tell me about yourself? What was your life like before we found you?SCP-2XXX: I spent the first portion of my life with a professor, Professor Kevins. He was an old man, a kindly man. I rarely saw him with other humans unless he was giving them lectures. Most importantly, he was a well educated man, who possessed a monumental wealth of literature!
Dr. Jept: So, was it Professor Kevins who instilled your love of literature?
SCP-2XXX: Of course he did! He took me to museums, libraries, places of such culture. I think he wanted something that could have the same love of literature he did. Other humans just did not provide that. I can see why, most of them just aren't well read. He told me he thought that was why I had come to him, to talk. I don't remember that, but I suppose it feels right. Alas, all good things come to an end, and one day he vanished. I thought he must have been abducted, but no sign of that ever came through.Dr. Jept: I'm sorry for you, Poe.
SCP-2XXX: It's quite alright. After the Professor's disappearance, he was replaced by a younger man. This man, excuse my language, was a bloody fool! He didn't study literature, but was a professor of "film". I don't even know what "film" is meant to be, but it sounds like utter insipid pap! Anyone who studies "film" instead of the joys of literature has the intelligence of a corpse raised from the dead!Dr. Jept: Well, Poe, a film, which we also sometimes call a movie, is effectively a series of moving pictures. Like a book, but you can see it.
SCP-2XXX: Oh. I see. I still don't see how that's worth studying over the literature itself.Dr. Jept: Well, different people like different things. May I ask how you ended up in the situation we discovered you in?
SCP-2XXX: One day while he was working on whatever rubbish he usually did in his notebook, he left my vivarium open. I crawled out onto his desk to take a look what he was writing. I was rather excited when I could see he was discussing Frankenstein, but he was all wrong! I decided to put it right and crossed out all the offending words, then started adding my own. He turned around and saw me, and I guess he panicked. Couldn't handle the intellect he was being faced with, I suppose.1
Dr. Jept: Alright, that brings us up to date. Thank you for your cooperation, Poe.
SCP-2XXX: I have a question for you now. This whole place seems rather suspicious to me. What is it? Am I going to be experimented on? Dissected and put back together?
Dr. Jept: We protect strange beings and things, like you. You have nothing to be afraid of.
SCP-2XXX: Beings like the Langoliers, or Pennywise?
Dr. Jept: We don't hold anything too dangerous here, Poe. Any other questions?
SCP-2XXX: That will be all for questions. I don't believe I've told you about the plot of my upcoming work, have I?
<End Log>
Closing Statement: The interview lasted a further 20 minutes as SCP-2XXX continued to discuss the story it was planning to write. Follow-up investigations indicate the person referred to by SCP-XXX was Alfred Kevins, professor of Literary Theory at the University of Cambridge between 1979 and 2014. Kevins suffered a fatal cardiac arrest on 01/03/14. Kevins did not have any living family, and interviews with Cambridge faculty indicates he was a recluse, rarely leaving his office.
The mist came out of utterly nowhere, and it hit me like a concrete brick, in an instant everything was shrouded in ghostly grey. Voices began to rise up from somewhere in the dense fog. However, it was all nonsense, dozens upon dozens of people speaking pure, utter nonsense. Out of the dense fog directly in front of me, came the hazy outlines of more people. The people on the sides started screaming in joy, in pure ecstasy. I wanted to run, but it is true. You can be frozen in fear. When the people got closer, we realised something that made my heart race.
The figures weren't human.
They were tall, and glowing yellow eyes, like deathly lemons, stood out against the white fog. When they got closer to me, we saw that the fog was actually coming from them, from antlers which appeared out of the sides of their heads, like demonic branches. The group stopped around 5 feet from me. I couldn't make out any features apart from the eyes and branch-like antlers. One of them extended a long arm, which stretched across the gap. At this point I ran.
I'm going back tomorrow.
Addendum 3 (06/1/2015): SCP-2XXX requested access to a library of books. This request was granted by Area-12 staff, and SCP-2XXX is currently in the process of reading three books. These are -
- Shelton, Dave, 2014. 13 Chairs. 1st ed. London: Scholastic Inc.
- Harris, Thomas, 1988. The Silence of the Lambs. 2nd ed. New York: St. Martin's Press.
- Stine, R.L, 1997. The Blob That Ate Everyone. 1st ed. London: Scholastic Inc.
Aftermath of an SCP-XXXX attack
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: The known population of SCP-XXXX is to be kept in a one square kilometer area surrounded by barbed wire topped chain link fence. Civilians are to be told the area is a protected habitat of the European pine marten (Martes martes). Civilians attempting to enter are to be apprehended, expelled and threatened with legal action if they return.
In the event that one or more specimens of SCP-XXXX breaches containment, personnel are to be deployed to the area immediately, and authorities in Cahir are to be notified. Personnel are not to make skin contact with any instances of SCP-XXXX - all interaction with SCP-XXXX specimens is to be carried out in full hazmat suits.
Description: SCP-XXXX is the collective designation for a race of small humanoids. They are completely built out of common ivy leaves, aside from the tips of the fingers, which appear to be sharpened sticks. They are approximately 50 centimetres tall, and have no visible facial features aside from a pair of shallow holes on the front of the head, presumed to be the eyes. Colonies of SCP-XXXX have, as of yet, only been found in Ireland, primarily in and around the small village of ███████, near the town of Cahir. The current known population is confined to an area █.█km outside ███████ (SEE CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES). Despite this, it is suspected that there may be unknown colonies of SCP-XXXX in other locations.
When in a forested environment, specimens of SCP-XXXX are usually peaceful, and generally avoid humans. However, approximately every 3 days, SCP-XXXX groups will travel out of the forest to terraform new habitat. When in a non-forested environment, such as a town or city, specimens of SCP-XXXX become highly dangerous. Colonies of displaced specimens of SCP-XXXX will seek out groups of humans (other species have been proposed to SCP-XXXX colonies, all have been roundly rejected) and seek to transform them into a new home for the group. When a specimen of SCP-XXXX makes skin contact with a human, a transmutation process occurs. Bone grows out of the feet and roots the human to the floor. Next, the legs fuse together, and the arms fuse to the side of the body. The bone, muscle and blood of the subject begin to turn into the heartwood, sapwood, and other inner-tree bark. The skin then transmutes into cambium and outer-tree bark. This process is noted to work its way methodically up from the feet of the affected human. The hair on the scalp of the affected human then thickens and stretches out into branches, which then sprout leaves. The human stretches to around 4 metres in height during this process. When the procedure is over, the human is left looking indistinguishable from a normal tree. The species of tree which the affected subject becomes varies - at the current time, no patterns have been found. Analysis of the bark of the newly created trees have revealed that only trace amounts of human biological substances are present.
Another anomalous property noted by personnel is that animals seem to be attracted to the forests created by SCP-XXXX colonies. Researchers observing newly created SCP-XXXX homes have noted groups of beetles, bees, wasps, mice, deer, and squirrels heading towards the new trees. Personnel have also noted that plants often found in forests, such as ferns, moss and ivy, will seemingly grow out of hard ground or the trees themselves, with no seeds involved. As with the trees, analysis has revealed trace human biological substances in their genetic makeup.
Observations of SCP-XXXX communities has revealed that there appears to be a hierarchy. The largest instance always seems to be the governor of each respective community, ordering the smaller specimens around. SCP-XXXX specimens appear to communicate with each other through simplistic vocal clicking noises. As SCP-XXXX specimens have no visible mouth or nose, it is unknown how these vocalisations are produced. Inscriptions, carved into the ground and trees, have also been found to be created by SCP-XXXX, which appear to be the medieval language alphabet of Ogham. Specimens of SCP-XXXX have not displayed any need for sustenance, and appear to be able to live indefinitely. It is unknown exactly how intelligent SCP-XXXX instances are, but as they are able to identify and seek out humans, it is suspected that they have near or equal intelligence to humans.
Addendum 01: Research by the Foundation has found that stories and legends of creatures highly resembling SCP-XXXX are heavily ingrained in the folklore of ███████. It is unknown if there are people who are truly aware of the existence of SCP-XXXX as more than a folk tale.
Personnel discovered a small mosaic on the side of a building, which appeared to display a creature very similar to an instance of SCP-XXXX. The mosaic displays a creature seemingly chasing a man through a simplistic forest.
Interviews with villagers have determined that they are unaware of where the stories originate from. Foundation research has uncovered that the first mention of a creature resembling SCP-XXXX is from the 12th century. Research is continuing.
As the existence of SCP-XXXX appears to be nothing more than a myth in ███████, the Foundation has decided to keep the stories, poems and artwork in circulation.
Addendum 02: Personnel have translated some of the inscriptions made in the SCP-XXXX containment zone. They are all written in Ogham.
welcome, brethren. meet we will here
the rock ones, we welcome you
the sky ones, we welcome you
we have built this land for peace for us
there is no threat here
To find out if these inscriptions were in any way able to be prompted, personnel captured an SCP-XXXX specimen and attempted to prompt them with questions written in Ogham. The results can be found below
Test A - ██/█/20██
Subject: SCP-XXXX captured specimen
Procedure: SCP-XXXX captured specimen was prompted with a question written in Ogham on a plank of wood, which read "Why are you changing people?"
Results: SCP-XXXX captured specimen seemed to stare at the question for a long time, before scratching in a response underneath. This response read: we are building the world for the arrival of the fellow ones. we awoke first. they will come to find a world at peace.
Test B - ██/█/20██
Subject: SCP-XXXX captured specimen.
Procedure: SCP-XXXX captured specimen was prompted with a question which read "Who are the fellow ones?"
Results: SCP-XXXX captured specimen only stared at the question for a few seconds, before scratching a response underneath. The response read: they are our brethren. the rock ones, the sky ones, and the mist ones. they will join us and bring peace.
Test C - ██/█/20██
Subject: SCP-XXXX captured specimen
Procedure: SCP-XXXX captured specimen prompted with question which read "When are the fellow ones coming?"
Results: SCP-XXXX scratched the response almost immediately. The response read: when the world is ready, and trees are all. we have been building for hundreds of years. when all is trees, peace will be, and they will come.
After Test C, SCP-XXXX refused to answer any more questions, and was released back into containment site.
The only distinguishable image of SCP-3000
Item #: SCP-3000
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3000 is currently contained in a 2km x 2km area █ off the coast of Tierra Del Fuego, Argentina. The perimeter is made up of thickened concrete strengthened with metal bars, which is to be patrolled at all times by armed guards. The area is depicted as a large oil-drilling complex, and all civilians who attempt to enter are to be apprehended, expelled and threatened with harsh legal action if they return.
SCP-3000 has been consistently returning to a small area on the Eastern side of the containment complex. Analysis of the area has revealed that it is being severely structurally weakened. Efforts are being made to strengthen the area, but all efforts are quickly reversed by SCP-3000's effort. It is presumed that SCP-3000 will breach containment in approximately 8-10 months if a solution is not found.
Description: SCP-3000 is an aquatic humanoid being of unknown size and appearance. Estimates place the being's size at anywhere between 10-50 metres in height. As of yet, no clear photographs of SCP-3000 exist, and the being is only able to be tracked by satellite and thermal detectors. The being displays no preference for any water temperatures, and prior to containment was tracked in multiple locations in oceans and seas across the globe.
The intentions of SCP-3000 are not currently known, but the entity has been linked to numerous nautical incidents throughout the last 100-150 years. SCP-3000 has been known to hunt and presumably consume humans, this being demonstrated on several occasions. SCP-3000 has, on one instance, hunted and killed a blue whale. The corpse of the whale was not found and SCP-3000 quickly vanished from the scene, at a pace not exhibited beforehand.
The level of intelligence that SCP-3000 possesses is not yet known. Hypotheses put it at anywhere from the intelligence of a chimpanzee, to above that possessed by humans. SCP-3000, on rare occasions, has been known to emit vocalisations (SEE ADDENDUM/1). These vocalisations are assumed to be SCP-3000 either attempting communication with the Foundation, or attempting communication with other similar beings. No similar beings have currently been found.
Addendum/1: The following audio clip was picked up by Foundation Personnel on █/██/200█, just West of Lima, Peru. The audio was later found to have come from SCP-3000.
Similar vocalisations have been emitted by SCP-3000 at various locations across the globe.
Addendum/2 - Examples of known incidents involving SCP-3000:
The first known report of an incident involving SCP-3000 occurred in 193█. The entity was responsible for the disappearance of two lighthouse keepers living at the ███████ Lighthouse, off the coast of Maine. The journal logs of the lighthouse were recovered and are in custody of the Foundation. Some of the logs read:
Waves extremely violent. Unlike I've ever seen. ██████ appears to be uncharacteristically concerned. Sky still calm.
Waves calmed. ██████ said he was going to toss a line into the water, to catch us something. Has not yet returned.
██████ is missing. Tried to communicate with the mainland but no response came. I fear he got caught in a wave. Going down to spot with some rescue supplies.
Another known incidents involves a Soviet submarine which vanished after crossing into the path of SCP-3000 in 197█. No signals were transmitted at the time of the incident, and no remains or crew members have ever been found.
The last incident involving SCP-3000 prior to containment involved a commercial cruise liner off the coast of Barbados, carrying approximately ███ passengers and crew members. The ship vanished out of the area after SCP-3000 was tracked as heading towards it. Several pieces of wreckage from the ship were later found on the sea bed off the coast of Montevideo, Uruguay. No bodies of passengers were found. Amnesiacs were issued to family members and all records of the ship expunged.
Addendum/3 - CLASSIFIED:
LEVEL 3 CLEARANCE OR HIGHER REQUIRED ==
On 02/16/201█, SCP-3000 emitted a vocalisation from within the containment facility. Personnel stationed in the South Sandwich Islands suddenly reported a sound coming from the South Sandwich Trench. A recording of the sound is found below.
Researchers stationed at SCP-3000's containment site reported a massive burst of vocalisations in quick succession. The South Sandwich researchers soon afterwards reported a similar pattern.
The following message has been broadcast for Clearance Level 3 or Higher personnel.
Greetings.
It has come to attention that we have an issue involving SCP-3000. Personnel working at the containment area of the entity know that it sometimes emits vocalisations. We do not know how it makes them, but we know that it does. Approximately 11 hours ago, something responded. We do not know exactly what, but due to the similarity in vocalisations we can make the assumption that it is a similar or identical being to SCP-3000.
We can not have another being like SCP-3000 freely roaming the oceans. And because of the situation with the containment facility of SCP-3000, it may come that there are two highly dangerous beings free to wreak havoc. A full team is to be deployed to the South Sandwich Islands and a containment facility to be worked on immediately.
This is an urgent notice.
Work on a containment facility for the second being is currently in progress.
UPDATE:
This is an urgent update
The second being's location has been accurately pinpointed. It is currently heading towards the containment facility of SCP-3000 at an alarming speed. All available personnel in the area have been appointed to the entity.
Termination is permitted and advisable. If the second entity reaches SCP-3000's containment facility it is highly likely it will breach the facility and both will leave.
Maximum force should be applied.
███████ ████████ ███ ██ ██ ████.
██████████ █████.
The proper lad itself
Item #: SCP-UW0TM8-J2
Class: Proper lad
What to do with this blud: This inanimate lad is to be patrolled by a proper squad of roadmen, innit. We can feed him some peng-ting wings if he keeps up the lad-like behavior innit. It's bare peak that he can't talk to anyone but the lads, but it's proper solid that he can talk, some of the other bare weird tings in this place don't talk to anyone else, fam.
Bare description: This hardnut lad is a stretch of proper road that starts near the adidas superstore and ends down by the peng wing shop that sells those rah wings with the mad black pepper coating. It's in my ends, in croydon fam. It's a busy af road blud, there's like cars and shit driving all around it. It's bare peak for the lad, but like, we can't do much cuz it's active as fuck.
Don't know how fam, but this road can talk and shit. Man rearranges stones and shit, and spells out banter. I'm telling you, this lad has a fucking sick grasp of banter you know, he's an actual bantersaurus I'm telling you. Fam roasts and airs the wastemen who try and talk to it, but exchanges banter with the lad squad. Loads of wastemen have been fucking destroyed by the banter. Man takes some liberties occasionally and chats about the lads, but it doesn't happen a lot blud. We've talked to this inanimate lad a bare amount of times.
Banter with the inanimate lad: Right, they told me they wanted me to write down some of the absolute fucking banter this lad has exhibited, so I'm gonna write it.
asker: me, smithy boy
answer guy: road lad
the buildup, innit: This was one time where the road kinda overstepped and became a brave bare wasteman for like a few minutes
<begin>
smithy boy: Hey fam
road: hey, mate I can sense those creps, they're not fresh at all fam, they're dead as!
smithy boy: you fuckin what mate? You wanna go, chatting about my bare fresh creps?
road: I'll fuckin go if you wanna fuckin go mate
smithy boy: alright mate (starts kicking the road)
road: mate, I was just frontin, those creps are pretty fresh
smithy boy: redeemin yourself, I don't hold any beef fam, it's good
road: who was that bare peng girl you walked by with yesterday fam?
smithy boy: yeah, she's bare peng, it's nice fam
road: get in there lad
smithy boy: definitely
<endin>
the end: So yeah, as you can see he overstepped a lil, but fam redeemed himself with some true as comments. mad.
Two glass beakers containing SCP-3XXX
Item #: SCP-3XXX
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: A division of Mobile Task Force Gamma-6 is to monitor the population of Omura's whales (Balaenoptera omurai) and all specimens found to expel SCP-3XXX are to be terminated on sight. Any SCP-XXXX expelled is to be collected and incinerated. Approximately 5 litres of SCP-XXXX is kept on-site for experimental purposes. All personnel interacting with SCP-3XXX must wear liquid proof gloves and avoid direct skin contact with the substance at all times. Human subject testing is prohibited for the foreseeable future.
Any individuals found to have made direct skin contact with SCP-XXXX are to be apprehended, examined to determine the severity of the infection, and then given amnesiacs. Upon release subjects are to be informed that they possess an as of yet unknown, rare brain condition. Subjects found to be severely infected by SCP-XXXX are to be humanely terminated.
Description: SCP-XXXX is an anomalous substance expelled through the blowhole of approximately 54.3% of wild Omura's whales (Balaenoptera omurai) within the Indian ocean. The substance is highly luminous, light blue, and has a consistency similar to that of vegetable oils. The substance floats on water, and has not been found outside of the Indian ocean.
When an individual makes direct skin contact with SCP-3XXX, an instance of SCP-3XXX-1 is transferred. SCP-XXXX-1 instances are conscious entities which can only materialise within the mind of an individual exposed to SCP-XXXX. They materialise as rorquals, with two large dorsal fins, and only materialise in groups. SCP-XXXX-1 instances can freely move around within the consciousness and memories of an infected individual. In severe cases, SCP-XXXX-1 instances can be apparently hallucinated within the sight of an infected subject. The subject will only realise they have been infected the next time they enter an REM sleep state. The subject will experience a dream involving the pod, and from that point forward the SCP-XXXX-1 instance will have virtually full access to the mind of the individual. The pod will begin to insert itself into the subject's memories and take up a large portion of the individual's thoughts. It is possible for an infected individual to lead a relatively normal life after exposure, but in severe cases SCP-XXXX will occupy most or all of the thoughts and memories of the individual, preventing normal activity.
Addendum: On ██/██/199█, a yacht pulled into a harbour near Perth, Australia. All of the inhabitants, who were still alive, were found to have been exposed to SCP-XXXX, in some individuals with high severity. The following is a journal found on the vessel belonging to Isaac ██████, 24 years old at the time of infection.
██/██/199█
Quiet on the lines today. Nothing really that interesting except a small dolphinfish. Not big enough to be eaten, so we just threw it back. Rick complained, of course. It was dark out, and Ethan called us out to the deck. There was this patch of glowing stuff on the water passing by our boat. He reached down and touched it, said it felt like slime. We all ended up running our hands through the stuff before our boat moved past. It was quite satisfying in my hands. We went to bed not long after that.
██/██/199█
Had kind of a freaky dream last night. I was on some kind of floating island, and there was this whale group floating around. They looked like normal whales, but they had two fins. The guys said they had a dream with the same whales. Must have been a shared dream, or something. Caught a pretty big grouper after a massive tussle with the thing, which was a pretty nice contrast to yesterday. We can't stop thinking about the dream, though.
██/██/199█
I wasn't thinking of the dream today. The whales from it lingered in my mind though. Just a flicker of the fins or the mouth in the back of my mind. It was another quiet day for fishing, but we got hounded by gulls all day. It was real annoying, rick got really pissed. As I'm writing this I can see the whales in the back of my mind. I don't like it.
██/██/199█
I'm not sure why, but the whales from my dream have been on my mind all day. I can't stop thinking about them. It's really starting to get on my nerves, it was hard to concentrate on fishing, so I caught nothing. We got virtually no catches today on the whole, everybody seemed really out of it. Lucky we have enough food already so we don't really need to catch anymore. They have two fins, it's strange. I think I remember them, too. Just a flicker of a memory, of them in a lake when I was young.
██/██/199█
could barely get up to write this today, so I pulled it into the bed. the whales are all I can think about apart from the need to eat and shit. rick has gone, he's not in his bed. will seems virtually normal, he told us rick went missing. i remember the whales so many times. they were outside the window when my dad died. they were in the sea that time i nearly drowned. they were in the sea. in the sea when we touched the glowing.
(No date written)
all I can remember are whales. two fins. in the sky, my first day of school. when i caught the grouper they were in the sea. this entire trip, i remember they've been everywhere. they were here when I was writing this journal. i remember seeing them a few seconds ago.
(No date written)
theyre here right now in the room. flying, the two fins scraping the ceiling. they're floating over him across the room. no food. active man gone. the two fins.
Isaac ██████ was humanely terminated shortly after discovery.
A specimen of Elephas maximus indicus in SCP-XXXX
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be monitored by a dedicated research team. Any instances of animals of the Proboscidea order entering the anomaly are to be noted. Due to the isolated nature of SCP-XXXX, confrontation with civilians over containment is unlikely, but signs are to be posted at the perimeter stating that the area contains large amounts of hazardous subterranean gases as a precaution.
If any specimens not native to the area perish while in SCP-XXXX, the bodies are to be collected for analysis. After analysis, the bodies are to be incinerated. Genetic samples are to be stored in a safe environment for possible future analysis.
Description: SCP-XXXX designates a forest clearing located in ████████ National Park, India. The clearing is 0.6km in diameter and is populated by local fauna. The clearing contains a large pond which is seemingly impervious to evaporation. The pond exists in a liquid state permanently, and always retains the same volume.
SCP-XXXX is subject to a temporal and spatial anomaly. Various specimens of the order Proboscidea have been seen to materialise on the edge of the clearing, before making their way down to the pond in the centre. Both species not native to the area and species which are extinct have been seen to materialise. Each specimen seems to exhibit the same behaviour pattern - they touch their trunks on the surface of the water before expelling large amounts of lacrimation fluid from the eyes. Some individuals have been seen placing branches on the surface of the pond. The specimens that materialise will often de-materialise after an inconsistent amount of time - however, specimens have been known to stand at the water until they perish from hunger or thirst. A complete log of the species seen to materialise in SCP-XXXX is found below (not including species native to the area).
| Binomial Name/Common name | Notes |
|---|---|
| Loxodonta africana, African bush elephant | Large in size, species vulnerable in the wild |
| Loxodonta cyclotis, African forest elephant | Rarely seen in the wild |
| Mammuthus genus, presumed Columbian mammoth | Lived in plestiocene epoch, hairless mammoth spcies. An attempt to capture an instance of this species failed, as it de-materialised after leaving SCP-XXXX |
| Mammuthus exilis, pygmy mammoth | Extinict dwarf species. Only existed on the islands of Santa Cruz, Santa Rosa, and San Miguel3 |
| Mammuthus primigenius, woolly mammoth | Large, hairy. Instances of this species always arrive in large herds of 30-40 individuals |
| Gomphotherium genus | Instances of this species are fairly aggressive to personnel and have caused several minor injuries. Instances possess four tusks |
| Anancus genus | Specimens of this species possess extremely long tusks, the largest measured at 4.2 metres in length |
| Moeritherium genus | Primitive specimen from the Eocene, do not have tusks, and have a minuscule trunk |
| Elephas celebensis, Sulawesi dwarf elephant | Possess lower tusks. Instances do not appear very often |
| Elephas maximus sumatranus, Sumatran elephant | Smaller than most other species. One of the more common species sighted in SCP-XXXX |
| None | Black in colouration, small, possessed flipper-like appendages, peaceful, geographical region unknown |
| None | Dark-orange, large incisors, five tusks, extremely aggressive. Injured several personnel |
| None (SCP-2082) | Hairy, large, caused deaths of █ personnel through anomalous effects |
Addendum 1: Researchers deployed a small aquatic drone to give a picture of the inside of the pond. The depth from the drone exploration was revealed to be around 15-17 metres. Footage revealed a large, elephantine skeleton is situated at the bottom of the pool, and a 2 person dive is planned to recover large amounts of bone for analysis.
Update: The two-man dive has been designated Incident-XXXX-A. Logs of this incident are found below.
[BEGIN LOG]
Agent Dhawan: Comms are good on this end. Confirm, Couzens?
Agent Couzens: Confirm.
Dr. Hamidou: Alright. Descend.
Agent Dhawan: Affirmative. Divers descend further into the pool.
Agent Couzens: We have visual on the skeleton.
Dr. Hamidou: Good, proceed with collecting the bones.
Agent Dhawan: Got it, collecting samples.
The divers attempt to remove some of the bones from the sediment, but have an apparent failure.
Agent Couzens: These bones won't budge.
Agent Dhawan: I'm going to get a better grip, hold on.
At this point, Agent Dhawan removes his gloves and makes skin contact with the bones. He pauses in his action.Agent Couzens: What's up? You alright?
Agent Dhawan: I know why I'm here. She has connected with me, and healed me.
Dr. Hamidou: Agent Dhawan, are you alright?
Agent Dhawan: I can't believe that they… that you, killed her.
Agent Couzens: Dhawan, pull away. We're getting out of here, come on.
Agent Dhawan: This place… it was sacred, until they came.
Dr. Hamidou: Agent Couzens, pull up. We can retrieve Agent Dhawan later.
Agent Dhawan: It's great that… she connected with us, so we could come here. I'm going back home, now.
Agent Dhawan vanishes, leaving no trace.
Agent Couzens: What the fuck? Where the hell did he go?**
Dr. Hamidou: Get back here, Couzens. Quickly.
Agent Couzens returns to the surface.
Further dives into the pond failed to locate Agent Dhawan.
On ██/██/2017, agents in Colombo, Sri Lanka, discovered Agent Dhawan in a mental institution. Dhawan mimicked the mannerisms and behaviour of an elephant, and did not display any human traits. Staff at the institution stated that Dhawan had been found wandering the streets, and was apprehended after assaulting several civilians. It was noted from records that Agent Dhawan was born in Colombo. No further dives are planned.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: Access by tourists and Russian officials to Lake Baikal is to be closely monitored. Non-Foundation explorations or dives to the region in which the entrance to SCP-XXXX lies are prohibited and are to be immediately prevented, and relocated to the opposite side of the lake. Mapping surveys of Lake Baikal are to be edited before public and scientific release.
Explorations by MTFs or by D-Class personnel are currently permitted. Exploration individuals or teams are to wear live video cameras and microphones, and be fully equipped with necessary food and liquid for a long-term exploration mission. Explorations will be prohibited in the event that SCP-XXXX becomes dangerous or expels hostile objects or entities.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a spatial anomaly located at the bottom of Lake Baika, Siberia. SCP-XXXX is located behind a wooden door, approximately 3 metres in length, which analysis has shown is comprised of a heavily compressed paper compound. Water from the lake is not able to pass through the boundary into the spatial anomaly. Biological organisms can pass through the boundary with ease, and several corpses of Lake Baikal fauna have been found just past the entrance.
Behind the door, SCP-XXXX comprises of an endless spatial anomaly. The majority of objects, structures and entities are formed of copies of one book, designated SCP-XXXX-1, written in Russian. SCP-XXXX-1 is titled A Detailed Guide of Bird Species in Mainland Asia, and is 267 pages in length. SCP-XXXX-1 has not been discovered in any shops around the world, only being found within SCP-XXXX. Most SCP-XXXX-1 instances are unable to be removed from their surroundings, apart from a large region at the beginning of SCP-XXXX comprised of an uncounted number of large bookcases containing numerous copies.
Addendum - Exploration Log: The following is an exploration log of SCP-XXXX, undertaken on ██/██/200█.
Objective: Attempt to effectively map out SCP-XXXX
Personnel: D-113a2s
Information: D-113a2s was carried to the entrance to SCP-XXXX in a one-man bathysphere. D-113a2s was equipped with a live-video feed, and enough rations to last for 4 days. The mission was overviewed by Dr. Gorokhov.
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Gorokhov: Are you inside SCP-XXXX, D-113a2s?
D-113a2s: Yeah. It's just a library, or something.
Dr. Gorokhov: Affirmative. Please travel further within.
D-113a2s: Alright.
D-113a2s travels for around 10 minutes, and does not seem to leave the corridor lined with bookshelves.
D-113a2s: How fucking long is this library? I think it's all the same book, too.
Dr. Gorokhov: Wait, stop. Take a book out from the shelf.
D-113a2s takes out a book and holds it up to the camera.
D-113a2s: I can't read Russian… what does it say?
Dr. Gorokhov: It's just a nature guide. Put it back, take another from a little way down.
D-113a2s complies.
D-113a2s: It's the same book.
D-113a2s repeats this action several times, with the same result.
Dr. Gorokhov: Feature noted. Continue further into SCP-XXXX.
D-113a2s travels for around 50 minutes before the scenery starts to change.
D-113a2s: The shelves are gone. There's books in the wall now… and some in the floor.
Dr. Gorokhov: Can you remove one of these books?
D-113a2s opens the front cover of the book, but cannot remove anything further.
D-113a2s: I can just open it. Won't budge otherwise.
Dr. Gorokhov: Do you need to rest, D-113a2s? There's plenty of rations in your bag.
D-113a2s: No, I'm good.
D-113a2s turns a corner, revealing the scenery has changed again.
D-113a2s: It's all the book now. The walls and floor are just paved with it.
Dr. Gorokhov: Noted.
D-113a2s travels for several hours, then rests for a while and consumes some rations. He then continues further into SCP-XXXX, until he encounters a door.
D-113a2s: Should I go through?
Dr. Gorokhov: Are there any other ways to go?
D-113a2s: No, just this door.
Dr. Gorokhov: Then yes. Be wary.
D-113a2s opens the door, revealing that the other side is very dark.
Dr. Gorokhov: There's a large torch in your bag D-113a2s, I think you'll need it for this.
D-113a2s takes the torch out and shines it to the floor.
D-113a2s: It's all the book again. The whole floor.
Dr. Gorokhov: Enter further inside.
D-113a2s continues past the door for around 30 minutes before walking into a structure.
Dr. Gorokhov: What's that, D-113a2s?
D-113a2s Uh, it's.. D-113a2s shines his torch on the object… It looks like a tree, but it's all the book, the entire thing.
D-113a2s shines his torch past the book tree.
D-113a2s: There's more… It's a forest… Should I go through it?
Dr. Gorokhov: Pauses. Yes, continue inside it.
One of the first known photographs of SCP-XXXX, dated to the early 20th century.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is currently not containable by any conventional means. Procedures are limited to disinformation and tracking SCP-XXXX. Surviving victims of SCP-XXXX are to be informed that what they experienced were hallucinations caused by dehydration and heat. Should a surviving victim of SCP-XXXX refuse to believe this explanation, amnestics are to be administered.
Civilians known to be missing alone in the Sahara are to be located and recovered before SCP-XXXX causes major psychological damage or distress. Governments of Algeria, Chad, Egypt, Libya, Mali, Mauritania, Morocco, Niger, Western Sahara, Sudan and Tunisia, as well all external recovery forces, are not to be involved in the recovery of missing individuals so as to minimise knowledge of SCP-XXXX's existence.
Description: SCP-XXXX designates an entity residing in the Sahara. SCP-XXXX is frequently described a male, in their early 20s of Egyptian descent. SCP-XXXX is believed to have an understanding of multiple languages, including English, French, Arabic, Hindi and German. The entity possesses an advanced shape-shifting abiltiy, and can change size and appearance almost instantaneously.
SCP-XXXX appears to individuals missing or lost in the Sahara. Subjects must be alone for SCP-XXXX to target them, and on the ground. Once targeted, SCP-XXXX will seemingly "taunt" the lost individual. Behaviours noted are changing into the subject's loved ones, offering fake food and water, creating hallucinations of rivers, among other similar actions. SCP-XXXX will only leave the individual alone once they have left the Sahara, united with another individual, or perished.
SCP-XXXX is also believed to possess minor, localised reality-bending abilities. SCP-XXXX can change the state of objects.4 SCP-XXXX uses these abilities to make the "taunting" more severe. SCP-XXXX has caused no direct fatalities through its actions, although they have hindered individuals from leaving the Sahara. Around 93% of subjects exposed to SCP-XXXX's actions have been severely psychologically damaged.
Addendum: The following is the recovered diary of James ██████, a pilot in the British Air Force. James ██████'s plane crashed in Northern Chad in 1942 due to an unknown technical error. The diary was written in an engine instruction booklet.
15th July 1942
My name is James Arthur ██████, and I'm a pilot in the RAF. My plane crashed over the Sahara and I managed to eject before it hit the ground. I managed to salvage a small amount of rations, a water flask, a compass, a pencil and this book. I've made camp with some of the wreckage and am planning to head South tomorrow where the desert will run out.
16th July 1942
I'm not alone here anymore. On my way I found a young man in a rock formation. He speaks English and says his name is Mohammed. He was thin and weary, so I gave him some rations. We've made camp in the formation where I found him. It will be good to have someone else on this trek I suppose.
17th July 1942
We made significant progress today, covering a lot of ground. Mohammed held the compass. The rations and water are running out quicker than I thought, but I expect we'll reach the Sub-Sahara before they go completely. Mohammed is looking wearier than when I found him, I will admit. Walking must have taken its toll on him.
19th July 1942
We've been moving for the last two days. Food ran out on the 18th, we still have some water left. Mohammed's condition hasn't improved, I've had to support him with my shoulder for the last few hours before we set up camp. I'm not sure the boy is going to make it if we don't reach the end of the sands soon.20th July 1942
I think it's the end for Mohammed. He collapsed today and is struggling to breathe. I've given him water. I've been trying to get a full name from him so I can try and find his family when I escape the desert. It's been unsuccessful so far. I've also been unsuccessful at finding food, there's no insects or lizards or anything.
21st July 1942
Mohammed has passed, it happened this afternoon. There's nothing to bury him with, and I don't know what religion he is, so his corpse is just lying there. I'm not sure what to do with it. I'm not going to last much longer without food in this heat. The water is running dangerously low, too. For the first time, I'm having doubts about my fate.
22nd July 1942
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I gave in to a horrible desire. I knew I couldn't go another day without food before I collapsed from exhaustion. I tried to devour Mohammed. I found a sharp rock and tried to dig into his flesh. All that came out was sand. Sand and dust, pouring out. His body collapsed inwards and the sand mixed in with the ground. I don't know what Mohammed was. Go
23rd July 1942
All day. There's been a sound ringing in my ears. A scr a laugh. A visceral, shattering laugh. It conjures something deep inside my being. Mohammed was taking us the wrong way. He was taking us North. I'm probably in Libya now. So it's probably a better idea to head North than South now. I don't know how much water I've got left.
24th
I noted my water flask was feeling much heavier. I thought, by some miracle, condensation had perhaps collected in the flask. I took a sip. Gasoline. All of it. So now I have nothing to drink. I need to When I took the sip the laughing started again, only this time it was louder and much more harsh.
25th
I found some dirty water underneath a rock, so I've got some more days until I die of thirst. I saw something on the horizon. A tank, moving faster than a tank ever should. If it wasn't a German tank I would have gone to approach it. I don't want to be killed or taken as a prisoner. The sands are still better than that.
26th
I didn't confront the tank, it found me. I was walking and it rolled up behind me at an unimaginable speed. The hatch opened and a man came out. It was Mohammed, but his face was caved in and burned. He pointed a finger at me and let out a scream not befitting that of a man. If I get out of here I'm never going to forget that scream. He left a live beetle grub which I was forced to devour.
27th
My compass is gone. I was looking at it, and it became encrusted with what I can only assume is rust and the needle stopped turning. The compass is made of aluminium. When I was walking today I suddenly saw a red gash open up in the sky for a few seconds, before it fizzled. This repeated serveral times before an unholy yell rang out, and the event stopped.
28th
There's something sinister in these sands, I know that for a fact now. I was hiding from the sun inside a cave and something started pounding on the outside. Something huge. The cave filled with water and I drunk as much as I could before it turned into fine sand. The laughing started again. That same laughing after Mohammed died. It caused the cave to fill with the most retched stench I have ever been exposed to, like a rotting corpse. I'll be cowering in this cave until I know I'm alone again.
29th
For most of my life, I've never been the most religious man. But I think I've seen the face of s what I can only explain as a devil. I left the cave and wandered, and it stalked over a sand dune. A tall, angular face with eyes sunk into deep craters, and a grin of pure sadism. Arms that tapered off into thin claws supporting a skeletal body. Back legs hunched like an apes. Sand fell off the body of the beast in piles, and as it got closer I could smell the same scent as in the cave. It walked over me and collapsed into dust, a red hue radiating. He
30th
I ran for my life from what I thought was a German unit, but I believe it was just another manifestation of the beast. All the soldiers were joined by a bridge of flesh at the hip. I was shot at numerous times, but the bullets turned to sand as they hit my skin. I've had no luck finding water or any more food.31st
He came to me. The demon, but smaller. Those eyes in craters, that skeletal body. He It was man-sized. He told me he would never let me leave and that I was cursed with him, before leaving a grub and a bowl of stagnant water. I was forced to devour them once again.
The logs abruptly cut out at this point. The book was found bonded to a large boulder. Nearby, a pencil with the graphite inside replaced with sand was discovered. It is unknown what happened to James ██████.
Addendum 2: Following is a summary of the most notable D-Class test. Summary contains notable log extracts.
D-AP0391 was a 44 year old man convicted of murder. It is noted that D-AP0391 converted to devout Catholicism while awaiting execution. D-AP0391 was left abandoned in north Mali with several days worth of food, water, and live audio and video feeds.
Notable Log Extracts
[EXTRACT 1]
D-AP0391 is heading North. SCP-XXXX manifests as an angel-like entity, levitating above D-AP0391.
SCP-XXXX: Son… You have sinned. This is your curse.
D-AP0391: I have repented! For the last 8 years I have repented!
SCP-XXXX: You have failed us all.
SCP-XXXX vanishes. D-AP0391 stops and rests, seeming distressed.
[EXTRACT 2]
D-AP0391 is seemingly wandering in an aimless direction. SCP-XXXX manifests walking in front of D-AP0391, resembling resembling modern depictions of Jesus Christ. D-AP0391 stumbles and seems shocked.
SCP-XXXX: My son… I have come to help you. Come to me.
D-AP0391 approaches SCP-XXXX tentatively.
D-AP0391: Thank you, father.
SCP-XXXX suddenly pulls out a khopesh5 and pierces D-AP0391's chest. D-AP0391 screams and falls back, weeping.
SCP-XXXX: Scum.
SCP-XXXX vanishes. The weapon in D-AP0391's chest turns into sand and collapses, and the wound heals.
[EXTRACT 3]
D-AP0391 is lying on a rock. SCP-XXXX manifests in the form of stereotypical western depictions of Satan.
D-AP0391: Get away from me, please!
SCP-XXXX: I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to help you. SCP-XXXX extends a hand with a bowl of water inside it.
D-AP0391: Why this kindness? Starts to consume the water
SCP-XXXX: To remind you that kindness existed.
The water turns to sand in D-AP0391's mouth. SCP-XXXX starts laughing and vanishes. The laughing remains in the radio signal to researchers. The laughing stops, and researchers record a voice speaking directly into the radio. Communications are lost with D-AP0391, who has not yet been recovered.
Addendum 3: An unrelated Foundation excursion into the Egyptian Sahara uncovered a structure believed to be around 3000 years old.
The discovered structure
The structure was ancient Egyptian in origin and appeared to be a site of worship at first. Upon entering the subterranean portion of the structure, personnel discovered the scene of an apparent struggle. A large coffin-like structure lay in the centre, surrounded by mummified corpses, which all displayed unusual scarring - for example, one body possessed a rib cage comprised of lead. The lid of the coffin was found several metres across the room.
At one point on the wall, several lines of hieroglyphics were written. A good portion of these hieroglyphics were illegible. Personnel have translated as much as they could, and, the translation is found below.
Here is buried [ILLEGIBLE] …from the red gate
[ILLEGIBLE] Caused [ILLEGIBLE] and suffering, across the lands
Vanquished [ILLEGIBLE] armies of the righteous
[ILLEGIBLE] cursed to these sands forevermore.
Shortly after discovery, SCP-XXXX manifested outside the structure. Personnel were unable to prevent SCP-XXXX's advance, and the entity turned the structure into sand, destroying it. Several personnel received severe injuries.
An SCP-XXXX-1 event, involving deer of the species Odocoileus hemionus.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: 3 automated monitoring/ECM stations have been constructed within the region, which will block SCP-XXXX with static interference when it is detected. Regular maintenance is to be conducted 24 hours before each predicted occurrence of SCP-XXXX.
In the event that the above procedure fails, a website has been created describing SCP-XXXX as an abstract art project which sometimes accidentally disrupts other broadcasts. SCP-XXXX-1 events are to be explained with Disinformation Story 4213-C (Frequencies which cannot be detected by human ears).
Both specimens of SCP-XXXX-2 are to be captured and contained as soon as possible. A large, outdoor paddock is currently being designed to contain the entities when they are captured.
Containment Update - 05/15/2016: SCP-XXXX-2B is contained in a large outdoor paddock furnished with foliage. The entity is to be fed on fruit and hay, and given a supply of clean water. When SCP-XXXX-2A is captured, it is to be contained within a separate paddock with higher fences.
Description: SCP-XXXX refers to an anomalous radio broadcast which occurs fortnightly in the Canadian province of British Columbia. The signal often interrupts non-anomalous radio devices while playing, such as car and home radios. Its content consists mostly of incomprehensible grunts and calls, attributed to those made by deer. However, some understandable words have been heard, such as "deer", "grass", "immigrants" and "bears".
The event that occurs as a result of SCP-XXXX is designated SCP-XXXX-1. When SCP-XXXX occurs and any members of the family Cervidae are within a 0.5 kilometre radius, the deer will travel to the device playing SCP-XXXX. Then, they will stand around the source, huddling close together, and make quiet vocalisations. SCP-XXXX-1 ceases when the radio device stops playing SCP-XXXX, or it is simply turned off. Deer involved in SCP-XXXX-1 events will treat humans with unnatural aggression during the process.
SCP-XXXX-2 refers to two entities (designated SCP-XXXX-2A and SCP-XXXX-2B) that are believed to be related to the origin of SCP-XXXX. The entities are deer of an unknown species, resembling those of the genus Odocoileus, but around 40% larger. SCP-XXXX-2 move at an extremely fast pace, and can outrun vehicles such as jeeps and helicopters, clocked at a top speed of 135mph. Due to the evasiveness of SCP-XXXX-2, little is known about either them or SCP-XXXX itself.
Addendum: SCP-XXXX was broadcast naturally 3 times prior to the construction of the radio towers. On the second occurrence, a portable radio was placed in a forest with a very large deer population. Logs can be found below.
1530: SCP-XXXX begins with the sound of an unknown, rhythmic, metallic banging.
1532-1534: SCP-XXXX-1 occurs. Around 40 deer emerge from the surrounding foliage and crowd around the radio device, awaiting the voiced portion of the transmission.
1535: The main body of SCP-XXXX starts. Most of the transmission is incomprehensible deer grunts, but the English word "apple" is frequently heard. When the first instance of "apple" was spoken, the deer were noted to look at each other.
1537: One deer places its hoof on its forehead and holds it for a few seconds, before shaking its head. A few other deer repeat this action.
1538: The topic apparently changes. The word "hunt" is heard within the grunts.
1539: The deer display nervous body language, and many take a step back. An instance moves between the radio and a juvenile.
1540: The deer begin to make glances at the researchers. A few sounds resembling growls are heard.
1542: Another rhythmic banging sound is heard, before SCP-XXXX silences. This causes the end of SCP-XXXX-1, and the deer return to normal behaviour.
Addendum 2: A recent attempt at capturing SCP-XXXX-2 is documented below. Attempt was carried out by members of MTF-Tau-22 ("Forest Fires").
FORWARD - 3 members of MTF-Tau-22 - Kallas, Mishra and Lynam were sent in to attempt to capture the SCP-XXXX-2 entities. The team was armed with tranquilliser rifles, thermal cameras, and net launchers. The automatic jamming system was turned off so the team could track SCP-XXXX-2. The excursion took place at night.
<Begin Log.>
COMMAND: Once SCP-XXXX begins, it's hypothesised we'll lose contact, and you won't be able to communicate with each other through your radios. Is everyone in their positions?
Kallas: Yes, confirm.
Mishra: All good.
Lynam: Good to go.
COMMAND: Affirmative. There are spare tranquilliser darts stored in your ammunition pouch.
Mishra: Understood.
COMMAND: We believe you'll be able to locate SCP-XXXX-2 through the severity of the interruption in your radio devices. Go in the direction that the interruption is the most severe.
Kallas: Affirmative.
COMMAND: Good l- SCP-XXXX begins, knocking out communication. The team test out several directions.
Lynam: West.
The team moves west. Kallas checks his tranquilliser rifle. Mishra suddenly extends a hand.
Mishra: Stop. I heard something. Lynam, you should keep your earpiece in, in case the direction changes.
Mishra and Kallas point their weapons into the forest, before a small herd of deer emerge and begin travelling in the direction the team was heading.
Kallas: I guess that confirms it. Let's keep moving.
The team continues west, following the deer herd closely behind. Soon, another herd emerges from the shrub, heading in the same direction.
Lynam: We could take off our earpieces now. I think we have something accurate to follow.
Kallas: Good idea.
The team remove their earpieces and follow the deer herds. A low susurration can be heard not too far away.
Mishra: I think this is it.
More and more deer emerge from the forest, heading in the direction of the sound. The deer pay little attention to the team.
Kallas: We must be getting close now, surely. Ready your rifles.
The number of deer is increasing rapidly, and the team are struggling to find space to move.
Lynam: How are we even going to tranquillise the damn things through all these deer?
Mishra: I don't know. We'll just have to keep pushing, I guess.
The team pushes further through the crowd of deer, which seem to be completely unfazed. Another sound is picked up by the deer over the noises of the crowd.
Mishra: I think this is it… it's louder than the ambience.
The team push forward until they reach a firmly placed crowd of deer, with no gaps for movement.
Kallas: Turn on your torches, we'll need to find a path forward.
The torches are turned on, and the area is scanned.
Lynam: Oh shit!
The torches focus on two large entities - SCP-XXXX-2A and SCP-XXXX-2B. They are standing in a clearing, surrounded on all sides by deer. SCP-XXXX-2A is bipedal, but struggling to be so and hunched over, while SCP-XXXX-2B walks on all fours, and appears malnourished. SCP-XXXX-2B has a large radio device strapped to its back, and has antlers apparently made of a metallic substance. Both entities are facing away from the team. The entities slowly turn to face the team, as do all of the deer in the vicinity. The only noise is from the radio devices, which are giving off loud white noise.
Mishra: Now.
Lynam fires a dart, which pierces SCP-XXXX-2B's hind, before the entity collapses to the ground. The deer in the vicinity scramble past the team, knocking down Mishra. In the scramble, SCP-XXXX-2A appears to tear off SCP-XXXX-2B's antlers and the radio device, before darting into the forest with the rest of the deer.
Kallas: You okay, Mishra?
Mishra: I'm good. Turn on the radios and contact command. Tell them we got one of them.
Kallas: Command? This is Mishra. SCP-XXXX-2B is tranquillised.
COMMAND: Good, we're sending in a collection team.
Lynam: Affirmative.
AFTERWORD: SCP-XXXX-2B was transferred to a containment paddock, and is currently in a healthy condition, exhibiting no anomalous effects apart from its size.
Addendum 3: On 8/14/201█, an event occurred which involved SCP-XXXX-2. The event has been designated Incident XXXX-03, and affected northwest British Columbia.
Incident XXXX-03 involved the simultaneous hijacking of televisions across the region. The hijacking lasted for approximately 12 minutes before ending, at which point the televisions returned back to normal with no negative effects to the device.
The broadcast began with SCP-XXXX-2A running through a forest. The entity's face was slightly rounded, and it possessed SCP-XXXX-2B's removed antlers inserted into the sides of its head. SCP-XXXX-2A began with incomprehensible verbalisations. The camera used in the broadcast was heavily distorted and unfocused.
SCP-XXXX-2A then began to pace back and forth, while stating the phrase "today's headlines" several times. At this stage, several normal deer were seen in the background. The entity then began to speak broken, monotone English about several apparent subjects, such as bears and a water shortage.
Towards the end of the broadcast, SCP-XXXX-2A tapped the camera with its hoof, which had split into four autonomous "fingers". SCP-XXXX-2A stared at the camera for approximately 40 seconds before dropping the camera, at which point the broadcast abruptly ended.
In response to this incident, posters have been put up in the region linking the hijacking to the hoax website (see containment procedures). It is unknown if further television hijackings will occur in the future.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe/Euclid/Keter (indicate which class)
Special Containment Procedures: [Paragraphs explaining the procedures]
Description: [Paragraphs explaining the description]
Addendum: [Optional additional paragraphs]
