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SCP-5117 - Alex? I'm lonely.

A story about two friends drifting apart.

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Item#: 5117

Containment Class: safe

Secondary Class: {$secondary-class}

Disruption Class: ekhi

Risk Class: danger

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5117 is to be stored in a reinforced high-security locker. Contact with SCP-5117 by any sapient entity, humanoid or otherwise, is strictly prohibited. Access is to be restricted to individuals with explicit authorization from Site Director Calloway.

Description: SCP-5117 is a pair of matching rose gold wedding bands. When two individuals wearing the rings are in physical contact, the individuals become capable of influencing reality to the same degree as a Class IV reality bender, provided both individuals express agreement with proposed changes or express similar desires.

SCP-5117-1 was Noah Pierson, the first known individual to utilize SCP-5117's anomaly. SCP-5117-1 was neutralized on 9/25/2016.

SCP-5117-2 was Maria Pierson, an unintended secondary user of SCP-5117's anomaly. SCP-5117-2 expired on 9/24/2016 of natural causes and was briefly reanimated via SCP-5117's anomaly before reverting to a deceased state during containment (see Addendum 5117-2).

RAISA NOTICE

The following file is incomplete. Personnel should review the following file for additional information:

5117debrief.log

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Debrief Recording Transcript

Date: 10-2-2016

In Attendance:

Dr. James Olson

Researcher Alexander Cora

[BEGIN LOG]

Olson: For the record, please identify yourself.

Cora: Senior Containment Engineer Alexander Robert Cora.

Olson: Alright. How did do you know SCP-5117-1?

Cora: Please, his name is Noah.

Olson: My apologies. How did you come to know Noah?

(Cora smiles sadly.)

Cora: Childhood friend.

Olson: Well, then, tell me about your childhood.

(Cora pauses and takes a deep breath.)

Cora: Grew up in a charming little town. Parents died before I could remember, and I lived with my uncle, who was gone all the time. I had lots of time on my hands, but nobody to spend it with.

(Cora chuckles.)

Cora: I was…odd. Friends were hard to come by, what with my strange interests. Or I guess, interest in the strange. Most of my time was spent inside, reading books, or on my computer…probably isn’t much of a surprise to you. I've never been a "social butterfly". But Noah was there for me.

Cora: Noah was always nice. Quiet. Timid, maybe. Friendly but not social. Lonely kid. Pretty normal-seeming, but he was a good person, which is more than a lot of people have to their name.

Cora: Can’t remember exactly how we got on so well. I think it might be that I used to help him with schoolwork, or something. Anyways, both of us were interested in the anomalous. Of course, almost all of the stuff we looked into wasn’t real. But that didn’t stop our obsession.

Olson: I see. So this is what led you to join the Foundation, when you were recruited out of ██████████ University?

Cora: To an extent, yeah. I mean, just getting in was a challenge all to its own.

Olson: And how was your relationship with Noah during your university years?

Cora: Well, when I went to ██████████, Noah ended up sticking around town, opening an electronics shop. Yeah, we kept in touch, but I only get to see him every so often on leave. And then, in this line of work…well, you know.

(Cora snorts.)

Cora: I did make it to his wedding a few years back. Director got pissed because my replacement fucked things up, and that caused a breach. The big one, last December.

Olson: I do remember that one.

Cora: Yeah. Fucked me right up. Still get nightmares over that. Do we have to talk about that?

Olson: No, not at all. Would you say that you and Noah were close?

Cora: That’s a real understatement, if I’ve ever heard one. We were like brothers. Only guy keeping me from being completely alone. 'Course, the job doesn't really help. I almost feel as confined in my job as the skips.

(Cora looks downward.)

Olson: Did you ever disclose any classified information to Noah?

Cora: Not really, no. Most I’ve ever done is change around names and tell him I work with stuff I’m not allowed to talk about. He thinks I work for like, FBI, or something. But it doesn’t matter now. He's dead.

Olson: I see. How did Noah impact your work here?

(Cora faces Olson.)

Cora: Sorry?

Olson: How did Noah affect your performance here, at the Foundation?

(Cora shrugs.)

Cora: Only positively, no doubt. He and I would talk late into the night after a rough day. Matter of fact, I’ve probably only stuck around this long because…well, I thought of myself as protecting people like Noah, on the outside. So that they can carry on, “live in the light.”

(Cora pauses.)

Cora: We both know what I've done, Olson. I figured it would be a worthy sacrifice…my life, my conscience, for the sake of humanity.

Cora: I suppose it’s not really the same now, though, is it? I guess…I guess if a good man like him, a civilian, can become nothing more than…another anomaly…to be contained, with as much thought as anyone else…

Cora: The procedures I've developed…now I can’t help but remind myself that every single one of them, from ████ to ████…they were all human. At least a little. For fuck’s sake, ████ was a goddamn child when I locked her up.

(Cora swallows.)

Cora: Look, if anything, please. For the love of…I don't even know. Humanity, I guess. Remember that everyone you contain is at least a little bit human. That's all I ask, after all that I've done. I gave you those text logs to remember that Noah was a fucking human being.

(Olson nods.)

Olson: Understood. I'll do my best to get those in the file.

Cora: Thank you.

(Olson reviews the incident report.)

Olson: Now…the records say that you performed actions to prevent the Foundation from discovering Noah’s anomalous effects.

Cora: Is that a question?

Olson: So you’re not defending yourself? You realize that your actions will be perceived as neglect of Foundation protocol? How many infractions you'll get?

Cora: I thought I could keep him from…getting to that point. I know him, you know? He would have listened to me. If I had gotten to him first, we might have settled it over lunch and moved on.

Olson: Yet you violated procedures.

(Cora seethes.)

Cora: Procedures this, procedures that. Procedures to keep a little girl from her mother? Procedures to kill my best friend? Procedures is everything I’ve done for the past six years, Olson! I lost my humanity to build fucking procedures.

(Cora points at Olson, as if accusing him.)

Cora: Those procedures put him down. None of this would have happened if they’d have left me to deal with Noah, instead of shooting me in the fucking leg.

(Cora slams the table.)

Cora: I could've saved him. I could've, if only…

(Cora breaks down in tears.)

Cora: (Sobbing) If only…I hadn’t left him alone.

[END LOG]

Note: Cora obviously has immense emotional attachment to SCP-5117. Whether or not he’s going to continue working at the Foundation — and with sapient anomalies, no less — amnestication seems the only proper course of action. - Dr. Olson

Addendum 5117-1: Recovered Communication Transcripts

The following communication records were recovered from Senior Containment Engineer Alexander Cora’s personal smartphone. The transcripts include communication as discovered, and any errors or inconsistencies were present in the original communication records.

Several logs were personally requested to be included by Cora, and following internal deliberation by RAISA, specific instances have been permitted.

[EXTRANEOUS INFORMATION REDACTED]

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Recovered Communication Transcript

Date: 11/17/2012

Involved:

Senior Containment Engineer Alexander Cora

SCP-5117-1

Note: First recorded instance of any mention of SCP-5117. - Dr. Olson

SCP-5117-1: we almost finished all the planning

Cora: What planning?

SCP-5117-1: the wedding ofc

SCP-5117-1: only two things left

Cora: what?

SCP-5117-1: first the ring

Cora: …

SCP-5117-1: seriously

Cora: You planned a wedding and don’t have rings

SCP-5117-1: hey now

SCP-5117-1: Maria and I are at a stalemate over rose gold or white gold

Cora: thats why you dont have a ring

SCP-5117-1: well yeah its kinda a huge decision

SCP-5117-1: what metal im gonna keep on my 4th finger for the rest of my life

Cora: right

Cora: IDK it’s not my ring

SCP-5117-1: Alex cmon help me out here

SCP-5117-1: rose gold or white gold

Cora: Fine

Cora: Rose gold I guess

SCP-5117-1: cool cool

SCP-5117-1: thanks

SCP-5117-1: The other thing

Cora: Yeah?

Cora: You need me for that too?

Cora: Might as well hire me as a wedding manager

SCP-5117-1: lol

SCP-5117-1: the other thing is my best man

Cora: Oh

SCP-5117-1: were working on the arrangements but we already know ur gonna be the best man

SCP-5117-1: unless you dont want to or smthn

Cora: I get to be with my best friend on the happiest day of his life

Cora: Why wouldn’t I?

SCP-5117-1: Cool then

SCP-5117-1: its on the 30th

Cora: Wait the 30th

Cora: I actually have to do something on the 30th

SCP-5117-1: well idk man

SCP-5117-1: we worked out all the other details and stuff

Cora: I’ll figure it out I guess

Cora: I'll be there

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Recovered Communication Transcript

Date: 12/10/2012

Involved:

Senior Containment Engineer Alexander Cora

SCP-5117-1

Note: These exchanges occurred briefly after the ██/██/████ site-wide breach. Sparing the details, the number of casualties was nearly three digits. No doubt a traumatic experience. If I recall correctly, Cora was absent few days before the ordeal, and his substitute royally fucked up one of the auxiliary systems. I can understand why Cora would ask for this file to be included. - Dr. Olson

Cora: Hey Noah

SCP-5117-1: wassup

Cora: There was a huge fuck-up at work today

Cora: I was partly to blame, I guess.

Cora: It’s

Cora: Really hard to put into words

SCP-5117-1: what happened

SCP-5117-1: are you alright

Cora: I’m a bit shaken right now

Cora: It feels like

Cora: Heavy

SCP-5117-1: Alex what can I do to help

Cora: I don’t know, I just want to talk.

SCP-5117-1: then let’s talk.

SCP-5117-1: Im always here for you, Alex

Cora: Thanks so much

Cora: But I can’t really tell you about what happened

Cora: It’s so fucked up

SCP-5117-1: What’s wrong?

Cora: I saw them helpless

Cora: Preparing to die and unable to do anything

Cora: I was there too

Cora: I could have died too

Cora: I almost did

Cora: The sounds and the smell, everything

Cora: So fucking terrifying

Cora: Noah?

SCP-5117-1: yeah?

Cora: I don’t know what to do.

SCP-5117-1: Im sorry, Alex

SCP-5117-1: Im so sorry

SCP-5117-1: Alex?

[EXTRANEOUS INFORMATION REDACTED]

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Recovered Communication Transcript

Date: 2/10/2013

Involved:

Senior Containment Engineer Alexander Cora

SCP-5117-1

Note: This is the first recorded instance of SCP-5117’s anomalous effects manifesting. Cora claims to have directed SCP-5117-1 to not utilize his anomalous effects further. SCP-5117-1 was compliant for a period. During this time, Cora utilized his position to remove local Kant counter records for the month of February. - Dr. Olson

SCP-5117-1: hey I havent talked with u in a while

SCP-5117-1: Alex?

Cora: Oh yeah sorry

Cora: Been busy with work

SCP-5117-1: ye thats like everyday for u now

SCP-5117-1: I swear its killing u

Cora: Sorry

SCP-5117-1: nah dont worry abt it

SCP-5117-1: worry abt urself

SCP-5117-1: anyways I got something I need to show u

Cora: Yeah?

SCP-5117-1: I think

SCP-5117-1: I think Maria gives me powers

Cora: What?

SCP-5117-1: like magic or whatever

SCP-5117-1: yea I sound crazy I know

SCP-5117-1: pls hear me out

Cora: Okay

SCP-5117-1: so I was with Maria a few nights ago and the power went out

SCP-5117-1: I was pretty frustrated and Maria said couldnt I just fix it

SCP-5117-1: since I work with electronics and stuff

SCP-5117-1: I just gave her a hug and stroked her hair and I said I wish I could

SCP-5117-1: then the power came back on immediately

Cora: Okay, coincidence?

SCP-5117-1: I thought so

SCP-5117-1: yesterday it was raining really heavy

SCP-5117-1: Maria and I were walking to the car under a tiny old black umbrella and she was freezing and she said she wished it would stop raining

SCP-5117-1: its been raining for a week straight now

SCP-5117-1: and then the rain just stopped when I agreed

Cora: Weird.

SCP-5117-1: ikr

SCP-5117-1: so I figured it was just coincidence

SCP-5117-1: but I had a lot of free time today and I figured it doesnt hurt to try

SCP-5117-1: so Ive been messing around

SCP-5117-1: trying to see what i can do

SCP-5117-1: apparently it only works when Im with Maria

SCP-5117-1: but yeah I can do almost anything

SCP-5117-1: idk what to do abt it

SCP-5117-1: Maria doesnt really believe me so its whatever

Cora: Okay, please listen

SCP-5117-1: ok

Cora: This sort of thing

Cora: Organizations would kill for

SCP-5117-1: wait Im not the only one??!?

Cora: I didn’t say that

Cora: But please stop using them, okay?

Cora: No buts

Cora: You don’t want to involve yourself in this sort of stuff you don’t understand

SCP-5117-1: Okay

Cora: Just trust me, Noah

SCP-5117-1: I do, Alex

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Recovered Communication Transcript

Date: 9/18/2016

Involved:

Senior Containment Engineer Alexander Cora

SCP-5117-1

Note: Cora personally requested this record be included. - Dr. Olson

SCP-5117-1: Alex?

SCP-5117-1: Maria is

SCP-5117-1: she had a heart attack the other day

SCP-5117-1: they have her on life support

SCP-5117-1: doctors dont think shes gonna make it

SCP-5117-1: they give her a few more weeks

SCP-5117-1: Alex?

Cora: Yeah?

Cora: Oh

Cora: I’m so sorry

SCP-5117-1: I dont know what else I can do

SCP-5117-1: Im really scared for her

SCP-5117-1: Alex?

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Recovered Communication Transcript

Date: 9/24/2016

Involved:

Senior Containment Engineer Alexander Cora

SCP-5117-1

Note: Last recorded instance of communication between Cora and SCP-5117-1 prior to containment. - Dr. Olson

SCP-5117-1: Alex

SCP-5117-1: Im with Maria rn at home

SCP-5117-1: docs say theres nothing they can do

SCP-5117-1: all I can do is be with her

SCP-5117-1: hold her hand as she passes

SCP-5117-1: I just wish we could stay together

SCP-5117-1: I just wish you could be here

SCP-5117-1: Alex?

Addendum 5117-2: Containment Audio/Video Transcript

The following consists of transcriptions of audio and video recorded via MTF ε-12 (“Greenguard”) personnel equipment during initial containment of SCP-5117. Descriptions vary between each operative, so a cohesive report includes notes on various reality distortions.

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Containment Audio/Video Transcript

Date: 9/25/2016

Assigned MTF:

MTF ε-12 (“Greenguard”)

ε-12 Lead Fraser

ε-12-2 Muñoz

ε-12-7 Chen

[BEGIN LOG]

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Recorder's on. Mic check.

ε-12-2 Muñoz: Check.

ε-12–7 Chen: Check.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Alright. Command, you hear us?

Site Command: Loud and clear.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Okay. You guys know the drill. Weapons at the ready. Locate and incapacitate the subject immediately.

ε-12-2 Muñoz: Tranquilizer or lethal?

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Command?

Site Command: To your best judgement. Of course, minimize civilian casualties.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Copy that. Remember, surprise is your only advantage against Type Greens. Small towns like this, I'm thinking we run Trident.

ε-12-7 Chen: Trident? I'm not sure I copy, Fraser.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Forgot you weren't with us at North Ridge, Chen. We split up, Muñoz takes the rear while I flank left and you flank right.

ε-12-2 Muñoz: (Scoffs) Do you newbies not get taught the protocol anymore?

ε-12-7 Chen: I'm sorry, what's your Type Green kill count again?

ε-12-2 Muñoz: If you're so proud of your kills counts, feel free to go back to your damn GOC.

ε-12-7 Chen: It's not about the GOC, it's about having more experience.

ε-12-2 Muñoz: Too bad you don't got much experience with women then, yeah?

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Both of you, shut the fuck up. Time and place.

ε-12-2 Muñoz: Roger that.

ε-12-7 Chen: Yessir.

(Team progresses through the empty town on foot. Units split up and take separate directions approaching target entity.)

(ε-12-2 Muñoz checks her Kant counter and notices the reading increasing steadily.)

ε-12-2 Muñoz: Hey, think I'm getting closer.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Any idea where it's at?

ε-12-2 Muñoz: My Humes are at-

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Not Humes, dammit. Target location.

ε-12-2 Muñoz: Yeah. Pinging location now.

(ε-12-2 Muñoz transmits her location to ε-12 Lead Fraser.)

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Got it. Heading over. Locate a back door to the house if you can.

ε-12-2 Muñoz: God, this Type Green must be really out of it.

(ε-12-2 Muñoz is standing in front of a small, suburban house. Trees in front of the house are stretching and contorting upwards as far as vision extends, and the ground is pulsating in waves. The house itself is a shifting mass, with the roof folding into itself in impossible ways while the bricks continually rearrange and restructure themselves.)

(ε-12-2 Muñoz approaches the house, but the distance increases every step she takes.)

ε-12-2 Muñoz: Spatial distortion, Fraser. Permission to deploy SRAs?

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Granted. No entering target location, though. Wait for us.

(ε-12-2 Muñoz begins positioning mobile Scranton Reality Anchors along the perimeter of the target location and activates them sequentially.)

(ε-12-7 Chen notices an unidentified figure at the back door of the target location)

ε-12-7 Chen: Hey, I think I see a third party at target location.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Fuck. GOC? Insurgency?

(ε-12-7 Chen utilizes helmet optical zoom to focus on the figure.)

ε-12-7 Chen: Doesn't look like it. Think it's civilian.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: You're closest to them?

ε-12-7 Chen: Yessir.

(Unidentified figure enters target location.)

ε-12-7 Chen: Third party has entered the building.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Eyes on ’em yet?

ε-12-7 Chen: Yeah, I think so. Male, seems to be in his early 30s.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Copy that. You’re cleared to approach.

ε-12-7 Chen: Roger that.

(ε-12-7 Chen approaches the individual with his firearm aimed at the individual's head.)

ε-12-7 Chen: Freeze!

(Unidentified individual turns to face ε-12-7 Chen and puts both hands in the air.)

Unidentified Individual: Oh god, MTF already?

ε-12-7 Chen: On behalf of the-

Unidentified Individual: SCP Foundation, yeah. I'm Foundation, too. Senior Containment Engineer Alexander Cora. Please, I really need to get to Noah…that's his name, Noah Pierson.

ε-12-7 Chen: Can you show some identification?

Cora: Yeah, let me get my ID.

(Cora keeps one hand in the air while removing what appears to be a Foundation ID card from his pocket.)

ε-12-7 Chen: Command, you getting this?

Site Command: Individual positively identifies as Foundation personnel, Senior Containment Engineer Alexander Cora, clearance level 3.

ε-12-7 Chen: Got it. Cora, then?

Cora: That's right. Can I go?

ε-12-7 Chen: Hold on. Why are you here?

Cora: Long story. I know Noah. I'm trying to help.

ε-12-7 Chen: You realize you don't have sufficient clearance to even be here without post-operational amnestication?

Cora: I know that, but I'm already here, right? Look, I need to get in, right now. It's a matter of urgency.

ε-12-7 Chen: You are not cleared to enter, Cora. Far as we're concerned, you're basically civilian.

Cora: I know him personally, maybe I can try talking-

ε-12-7 Chen: Negative. Talking to Type Greens is a no-go.

Cora: It's not him, I don't think. He hasn't always had this going on-

ε-12-7 Chen: Type Greens manifest anomalous attributes at different points. Trust me, I've seen this dozens of times.

Cora: And so have I. But…look, you don't get it. Please, let me talk to him-

ε-12-7 Chen: We have our orders, Cora. I will not hesitate to fire should you attempt to breach protocol.

(Cora pauses for a moment. A voice similar to an echo can be heard throughout the environment, appearing to emanate from the house.)

Unidentified Voice: Alex?

(A sudden reality shift absorbs Cora into the house, and rotates the entire structure.)

ε-12-7 Chen: What-

ε-12-2 Muñoz: Did you guys hear that?

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Yeah, I did. Alex is the third party?

ε-12-7 Chen: Yessir. He just…ah…got sucked into the house. Front door is no longer accessible.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Fuck. Hey Muñoz, how long 'til the anchors are up?

ε-12-2 Muñoz: Just a sec. Ah, shit, Humes are dropping again…

(ε-12 Lead Fraser checks his Kant counter, which displays a Hume level below 50 and continuing to decrease.)

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Hurry the fuck up! Any longer and there won't be a reality to anchor!

(ε-12-2 Muñoz rapidly activates the last mobile Scranton Reality Anchor.)

ε-12-2 Muñoz: All secured, we can proceed.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Copy that. Chen, get a move on!

ε-12-7 Chen: I'm heading around to the back door, Fraser.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Alright. Proceed.

(Team proceeds to enter the target destination. The lights are off, certain objects in the room appear heavily distorted, and spatial consistency appears almost liquid. Portions of the room appear to unevenly possess particularly high reality fragmentation. The floor appears to flow in a liquid state.)

ε-12-2 Muñoz: Damn…it's like Dalí painting or something in here.

ε-12-7 Chen: Whole floor’s melting.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: How y'all faring? Headache yet?

ε-12-7 Chen: I think…actually…gimme a sec…

(ε-12-7 Chen checks his Kant counter, and notes that its value appears to fluctuate between extremes based on his physical orientation in the room.)

Cora: Noah? Noah, where are you?

(Cora appears through a hallway on the inverse side of the walls, and walks toward a wall, which parts to allow him to enter, before closing behind him.)

ε-12-7 Chen: That's Cora.

Unidentified Voice: are you here nowAlex?

Cora: I'm here, Noah. I wasn't here when you needed me, I wasn't here when I was supposed to be, but I'm here now.

Unidentified Voice: you left me aloneAlex?

Cora: I'm sorry. I really am.

(Local Hume decreases, and a flare of unidentified radiation emanates from the walls of the house. Shifting floorboards begin to splinter, and wall plaster appears to boil.)

ε-12-7 Chen: Cora's pissing off the Green.

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Maybe. But we need to find it first. You think that's where Cora's going?

(Cora re-emerges through a shifting painting, and the room appears to fold extra-spatially before manifesting through a window.)

ε-12 Lead Fraser: There he is.

(Team rapidly approach Cora, and traverse extra-spatial gaps between floorboards. The roof appears to compress, forcing the space below to stretch.)

(Team emerges in a large, static bedroom. Cora stands at the foot of a bed and looks up toward a seemingly endless ceiling.)

ε-12 Lead Fraser: What…

Cora: (Shouting) You were always there for me. I…I wasn't here when you needed me. My work, my…no. No excuses. I'm here now, Noah. I'm here. The world is still out there. This reality inside your head…it isn't real.

Unidentified Voice: what does it matter what is real I have Maria here I have her and I need her and I can have her here and you do not matter because you were not there but Maria was and I wanted to be there for Maria but I could not and now I canAlex?

Cora: Maria's gone, Noah. Just a memory…a fragment of a memory. Please.

Unidentified Voice: you know nothing I know you more than you do me I was always there for you and I will be here for MariaAlex?

Cora: Is that really what you want? To live, live in this…twisted…

Unidentified Voice: I do not want her to leave I do not want to leave I do not want I do not I doAlex?

Cora: This isn't real. Not to me. Wouldn't be real for her, either. If you can't let go…I can't stay locked in here with you. If you can't let go of her…you're letting go of me.

Unidentified Voice: you can not leave me I am lonely all I am is loneliness and I know you know lonely because you are lonely and loneliness is all I amAlex?

Cora: I can't stay here, in your lonely reality. The ghost of Maria…hollow idol of my…Noah.

(The room pulses, and the walls fold and crushes itself. A ceiling materializes and folds downward as SCP-5117-1 descends, holding onto a lifeless female figure floating behind him. Clasping the female figure's hand, which is adorned with a glowing rose gold ring, he reaches out towards Cora.)

Cora: Goodbye, Noah.

SCP-5117-1: you abandoned me you left me to suffer in loneliness you were my friend you are lonely too I am lonely so very lonely I amAlex?

(Cora turns back around, and walks towards the edge of the room. The distance between him and the door expands, and a force pushes him backwards, but Cora continues to trudge towards the door, and then begins climbing up to the door as the room undergoes a reality shift. Suddenly, the room inverts and Cora begins falling away from the door, but he is able to invert himself and walk towards the door along the ceiling.)

(A brief reality stabilization allows the team to remanifest.)

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Hey. Hey. Hey, Muñoz, Chen?

ε-12-2 Muñoz: What? Where did…when?

SCP-5117-1: stop Alex stopAlex?

(ε-12 Lead Fraser turns to find ε-12-7 Chen on the opposite side of the room, in a dazed trance. Chen is aiming his rifle towards Cora.)

ε-12 Lead Fraser: No, what the - fuck!

(ε-12-7 Chen fires at Cora, who immediately collapses and falls to the center of the room.)

SCP-5117-1: Alex?

(The female figure's ring stops glowing as SCP-5117-1 lets go, falling several meters to the floor. A loud cracking noise is audible. SCP-5117-1 exclaims in pain, and then pushes himself up and stumbles towards Cora. Reality returns to a baseline state, appearing to be absorbed by the ring.)

SCP-5117-1: Alex! No, Alex…wake up. Please, Alex!

(SCP-5117-1 shakes Cora's still body, and holds tightly to Cora's head. Cora is bleeding out from his upper thigh.)

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Chen, what the fuck?

(SCP-5117-1 turns to look around the room and notices ε-12 Lead Fraser and ε-12-2 Muñoz. ε-12-7 Chen comes to his senses and staggers back towards the wall.)

SCP-5117-1: You took him from me? All that was left of reality? What do I have now, nothing! Nothing at all!

(SCP-5117-1 begins weeping.)

SCP-5117-1: Lonely, all I am…

(SCP-5117-1 screams and begins to stand up.)

(ε-12-7 Chen instinctively terminates SCP-5117-1 with a single round to SCP-5117-1's left temple.)

(Silence.)

ε-12-2 Muñoz: Fuck, Chen.

ε-12-7 Chen: I just-

ε-12 Lead Fraser: Forget it. Pack up, and let's go. Command, confirming containment of anomaly, send in the cleanup crew.

Site Command: Roger that. Good work, guys.

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Infraction Report

October 5, 2016 at 7:12 AM

As of present, Senior Containment Engineer Alexander Robert Cora has committed at least four infractions of significant concern, with potential for obstructing the primary objectives and/or disrupting the Veil:

Withholding information pertaining to an anomaly to prevent discovery

Disrupting Foundation equipment monitoring for anomalous behavior

Interfering in Field Operations

Endangering Foundation personnel

After considering all relevant details, Senior Containment Engineer Alexander Cora is to be amnesticized, stripped of his position, and discharged from Foundation service permanently.

As a personal note, just one of your infractions could have had significant repercussions. Not to mention, you’re an expert in containment of sapient anomalies. Of all people, you should know better.

I can't in good faith waive your consequences. You could have taken out the Kant grid for all of California. And who knows what would have happened if the breach got worse. I'm sure both of us understand the severity of your actions.

But I still appreciate the good work you have done here, with the Foundation. You were one of the best and brightest in the entire division. You may not have been proud of what you did, but that didn’t stop you from understanding how important it was to do it.

The procedures you have developed kept the outside world safe, and that is what matters. I just hope you understand that what happened to Noah, happened for the greater good.

Best wishes,

A. Calloway

Site Director

P.S. Your request to include samples of personal correspondence has been granted. Humanity is what we are fighting to protect. I will not stand for the Foundation forgetting the human cost of its efforts.