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Closeup of SCP-1XXX sample |
Item #: SCP-1XXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1XXX is to be contained within a 3m x 3m x 3m room with walls five (5) centimeters thick of steel, lined with one (1) centimeter of lead. The walls must be surrounded by heating coils, precisely one (1) cm away from the steel and in 0.75 meter intervals. These coils are to be heated to 165°C unless testing is actively being conducted. Outside of this room must be a two (2) meter wide pathway on all sides, and finally one (1) meter of concrete lined with polyethylene.
If the chamber needs to be entered, the heating coils must be deactivated for at least one (1) hour prior to allow the room to cool to survivable temperatures. Personnel are required to wear NBC suits, with the boots vertically lined with serrated razors, and enter in groups of three (3). They may not exceed thirty (30) minutes inside the chamber. Exiting personnel must then wait in a room at exactly 30°C for ten (10) minutes, provided with water as necessary.
In the case of a containment breach, the pathway is to be injected with gamma radiation and heating coils turned up to 200°C. Should this fail to stop the object, the chamber must be flooded with 12 molar hydrochloric acid.
Description: An average sample of SCP-1XXX is a 3 centimeter thick layer of muscles and cardiovascular tissue, including veins. These tissues are not consistent with any known species of animal, and are even arranged in different manners in the same samples. Vital organs, such as a heart, lungs, or stomach, are not immediately present anywhere in the organism. It grows along the ground as a sheet, generally covering the entirety of an area that it occupies. It has not shown capability to burrow itself as a whole.
SCP-1XXX absorbs nutrients from other organisms of any kind, including, but not limited to:
- Animalia
- Bacteria (both eukaryotic and prokaryotic)
- Fungi
- Plantae
To do this, it slowly extends tendrils to secure other forms of life that are on or very close to it. The organism then proceeds to generate, and penetrate the skin with, a proboscis, absorbing minerals, blood, bacteria, and other nutrient-carrying substances directly into its bloodstream. It has been shown to extend these tendrils into the dirt and accessing plant roots and nitrous bacteria to absorb these nutrients. It cannot absorb energy from synthetic, bionic, electronic, or otherwise "man-made" sources. How the organism distinguishes between the two substances is unknown.
The organism is incredibly efficient in its energy expenditure, and uses all excess energy in cellular division to either grow and cover more ground. Currently, its growth rate appears to be a constant of 1.61m2 per hour, until it reaches a critical mass. At this point, its growth increases to be exponential with a rate of approximately 0.1% per day. This critical mass appears to be 0.04km2. It is unknown if there is a larger threshold for growth rate. Samples that are cut off from nutrition sources do not grow, though they do not appear to decrease in size, wither, or otherwise starve at any noticeable rate, either.
Growth patterns show to avoid hazards to the organism, including extreme temperatures (both cold and hot), large gaps and crevasses (it will, however, grow down these given enough time), radiation, and strong acids. It is more resistant to flames than its fleshy appearance would suggest, though it still avoid fire during expansion. If SCP-1XXX is caught on fire, it will isolate burning portions of itself by detaching the affected area and receding until the fire dies out, at which point it regenerates burned portions. It will grow on non-organic surfaces, such as pavement and metal, so long as there are enough obtainable nutrients contained underneath, or other sources of nutrition are provided. It will also grow on sheer vertical surfaces given enough time (rough surfaces, such as tree bark, do not appear to slow growth at a noticeable rate). The only discovered way to stop the growth of SCP-1XXX is to place hazards in its way.
The object has been shown to have an incredibly strong and flexible makeup: breaking through a fully formed layer of the material takes over 900 kilopascals. General cutting and piercing, though, tend to be irrelevant due to the regenerative properties of SCP-1XXX (approximately as quickly as its growth rate).
It also produces two varieties of spores. The first is a spore seed that attaches to any living tissue. After at least forty-eight (48) hours, these spores begin to grow new samples of SCP-1XXX. These spores are particularly susceptible to heat. It is unknown if SCP-1XXX has used these spores on migrating birds and began a new spread of itself elsewhere. The second variety enters the bloodstream when inhaled, and latches onto the cerebral cortex. Subjects exposed to this spore, or SCP-1XXX, lose control of certain parts of their body, more as time goes on. These limbs then perform tasks to the benefit of SCP-1XXX, such as bringing more nutrient sources and eliminating hostiles (including the affected host, if necessary). Several incidents have had subjects lose full control of their body, though some form of communication appears to be attempted. This results in a violent, raspy noise emitted from the affected host. No pattern has been discerned for this strange phenomenon.
6/12/67: Colombian Military receives intelligence suggesting considerable numbers of armed troops gathering south of the border, in Brazil.
6/13/67: Recon teams confirm that troops are not affiliated with the Brazilian army. Count shows approximately eighty insurgents.
6/16/67: Large strike force sent to eliminate rebel camp. The comms channel has two instances of SCP-1XXX: the initial sighting, and the claim that they could no longer move their feet after stepping into the organism. All contact is lost after eight minutes of fighting. Later that day, recon teams report high numbers of defectors: over one hundred and fifty.
6/17/67: 20 SCP agents arrive in Colombia. A recon team of six is dispatched to examine the insurgency camp, and report a large area of what appeared to be muscle covering the ground (in later interviews with other recon teams, they appeared to recall seeing SCP-1XXX on site, but couldn't make out what it was or didn't deem it necessary to report it). The Foundation secures all documents pertaining to the operation and takes control of the matter.
6/18/67: Aerial view suggests that this substance covers an area well over 4km2 (hereafter referred to as Site 36). The Foundation dispatches sniper teams to eliminate all humans present within Site 36. Their bodies are not recovered. After this operation is completed (approximately 4 hours later), a team of 16 biologists and chemists are sent in wearing full NBC suits. Construction of a fence around Site 36 begins at 1800 hours.
6/21/67: Dr. ███████ is stabbed to death outside of Site 36 by Private Richard ████. It is later discovered that the Pvt. entered Site 36 without any NBC protection. An order is issued that any unauthorized or unprotected entry into Site 36 mandates immediate termination.
6/25/67: Fence construction is complete. Site 36/A is established 1 kilometer outside of the perimeter of Site 36 as living grounds for stationed personnel.
11/6/67
D-0429 is a 28 year old Hispanic male whose charges include several accounts of first degree murder and rape. He is equipped with nothing but a hand radio and normal clothing. The following is a transcription of the audio logs.
After confirming his presence inside Site 39, the sound of D-0429 walking is heard for the next 8 minutes. Suddenly, a loud squelching sound is heard. D-0429 can no longer be heard walking.
D-0429 Hey Doc, I think I found something interestin'.
Dr. █████: Describe it.
D-0429: Hard to say. It looks… fleshy. Like, muscles and shit.
Dr. █████: Are you standing in it?
D-0429: Yeah.
Dr. █████: Is there any blood?
D-0429: Not that I see. But this stuff definitely looks alive. What the hell is it?
Dr. █████: Please continue forward.
D-0429: Doc, I don’t want to keep going. This stuff gives me the cre-
Dr. █████: [Interrupting] Continue, 0429.
D-0429: Ugh. [short pause] What the hell? Uh, Doc, my feet are stuck.
Dr. █████: Elaborate.
D-0429: Elaborate on what? My feet are fucking stuck! I can’t move them. [straining] Woah- [whump] Damn, I fell. God, I thought I was screwed for a second… Hey! The fucker has my shoe!
Dr. █████: How does it have the shoe?
D-0429: I dunno, it has these weird tendril things coming up and… looks like their latching on.
Dr. █████: What is the texture of the substance?
D-0429: Pretty gross. It’s this weird, slimy kind of- [pause] Doc, my hand is stuck.
Dr. █████: It’s stuck?
D-0429: [screaming] Doc, my fucking hand is stuck! Fucking fuck! [scream] This thing is digging into my skin! I can’t fucking move my hand! [another scream] It has my fucking foot! I can’t get away! Doctor, fucking get me out of here!
[A large crack is heard. Based on the audio levels, it sounds as though D-0429 dropped his radio]
D-0429: [still screaming] This thing is fucking inside me! Fucking shit! I can’t fucking-
Another scream. Nothing but incomprehensible screaming can be heard for the next 19 minutes, 17 seconds. Later recon teams report both D-0429’s shoe and radio. No reported sightings of D-0429 since this log.
2/14/68
D-6788 is a middle-aged Caucasian male that was arrested on his 12th offense of arson and manslaughter. He is fitted with a small head-mounted camera, a heart rate monitor, standard razor-lined boots, and an earpiece to let him communicate with command at Site 36/A.
Video feed begins inside Site 36 at the gate. As of today, Site 36 is 5.7km2
D-6788: Alright, Doctor, is the video on?
Dr. █████: Yes. Please proceed towards the center of Site 36.
Subject walks for approximately 8 minutes, then stops.
D-6788: Are you getting this stuff doctor?
Dr. █████: Yes, I see the substance.
D-6788: What in God's name is it?
Dr. █████: Refrain from standing on the SCP, 6788. Continue moving.
D-6788: [Quickly] Oh, yes! Yes. [Subject begins moving again, hastily] This stuff really makes me uneasy.
Dr. █████: How?
D-6788: I don't know, it's just… muscle and skin. It's like it's alive. I didn't touch men; fire did that for me. This is like a hell of a lot of poor folks were filleted and laid out. I just wanna… I just wanna burn this stuff into the ground.
Dr. █████: That's enough, D-6788. Continue walking.
[Fourteen minutes pass. Uneventful, except for a few jerks of the camera when loud wildlife noises occur and one sneeze. Suddenly, D-6788's camera falls backwards, looking towards the sky.]
D-6788: Ow! Shit, my back…
Dr. █████: Get up, now!
[Subject sits up]
D-6788: I know, doctor. Just give me a momen- Ow! [Camera points towards his arm right arm, subject remains seated and is slowly reaching down to his boot] What the hell is happening to my arm?
Dr. █████: 6788, what are you doing?
D-6788: I'm not doing anything, it's like it has a mind of it's own. [now yelling] Doctor? Doctor, what the hell is going on?! [He grabs his right arm and appears to struggle with it. Soon, the hand reaches and removes the boot] What the fuck is going on, Doctor!?
Dr. █████: Can you still feel your right arm?
D-6788: [Still yelling] What the- No, I can't! Help me, you asshole! [The bladed-boot slowly lowers below the camera] Doctor, it's going to my neck! I- fuck, my other arm is stuck in this shit! Fuck! I don't want to die! I don't want t- [Speech abruptly stops, replaced only by a gurgling sound. The camera falls backwards, and blood is seen spurting from the subject's neck. Later recon teams again find the camera and shoes of the subject, but D-6788 is not seen again]