“Of course. Nonetheless. Also, sorry for turning your site into a zoo.” 
“You said it'll move out eventually?” 


“One way or another.” said Light. “I’m working on it. Have a good 
evening, Cortez.” 


“And you, Dr. Light.” Cortez sat down to go through files. Light let 
herself out. 


“Escort to Personnel, please,” she told the guard outside the door. 
Her own two guards, recruited from separate sites and personally 


recommended by O5-7, did unfortunately have to sleep. If Vaux was 
around when she got there, she'd have him take notes. If not, half 
an hour on the treadmill might do her good. Her head was buzzing. 


Their draft list of anomalies was ready now. It wasn’t set in stone 
yet, and even if the anomalies themselves agreed, there were 
directors and researchers and other interested parties to assuage. 


“Elevator or stairs, Director?” asked the guard. 


“Stairs,” said Light. It was just one story, if she remembered 
correctly. She’d give Clef or Adams— no, definitely Adams— a 
crack at the new recruits, too. Let No Name Given prepare. God 
knows they’d need it. 


Something brought her out of her reverie— the guard was behind 
her, and walking too slow, or maybe too quickly. Light glanced 
around, suddenly aware that she was a small woman alone with a 
larger man behaving unexpectedly. Aside from the two of them, the 
stairwell was completely empty. 


Her pace must have changed— he knew that she knew. 


The guard muttered “This is for Asher,” before kicking her down the 
stairs. 


She tumbled and bounced. Her skull clattered on concrete. Stars 
flickered in her vision as she slammed into the wall at the bottom of 
the landing. It almost hid the jagged line of his tactical knife. 


The guard’s footsteps were heavy and measured on the stairs, 
coming closer. She wheezed and coughed. When he got close, she 
reared onto her knees and knocked him backward. 


Back on her feet. He grabbed her left wrist, the one in a brace. Oh, 
no— 


Light’s brain flooded with adrenaline. She suddenly found herself 
cringing and saying “Nonononono-’ out loud, which was highly 
embarrassing— 


— then wonder of wonders, maybe out of surprise, the guard 


actually let go— 


By the time she re-oriented, he had moved in and grabbed her 
upper arm, but that was manageable. She stomped onto his instep 
(he wears boots so it won’t break bone, but he’s distracted), kneed 
his groin (his grip loosens), swung a fist lazily at his head, and 
reached into her pocket. He reached up to catch the blow— 


— and Light pepper-sprayed the shit out of him. 


(Run, now— guards are trained with capsaicin spray so | have 
maybe ten seconds before—) 


Light fished in her pocket again and pulled out a small bracelet 
made of blue feathers, courtesy of Director Tilda David Moose. 


She put it on, and turned invisible. 


At 6:38 PM local time, Site Security was alerted that one of its 
guards has gone AWOL and attacked a member of senior staff. 
They received this alert when said member of senior staff 
materialized outside their office. The rogue operative was found and 
apprehended. 


Sophia Light was assigned to a saferoom, and her personal guards 
summoned. A doctor inspected her, and she fielded a quick call from 
a distracted 05-7, who asked about her health and sounded like she 
was on the phone with two people at once. Cortez checked in as 
well, and apologized, which Light was rather touched by. Security for 
Site-17 launched an immediate investigation. 


“Look for Asher,” Light told them. “He mentioned an Asher.” 


Light waited in the saferoom for three hours, and tried not to 
completely space out, with mixed results. Her guards would 
understand, but it was embarrassing— and what if she couldn't trust 
them either? That had been entirely too close a call. While she 
grappled with paranoia, Site Security swarmed out to gather 
information: on the guard, on his plans, on potential allies or traps at 
the site. 


Then they brought her what they found. 


His name was Robert Blankenship, Level Two, and he left a suicide 
note in his room. He didn’t expect to survive his errand. In the letter, 
he described his brother, Asher Blankenship, recruited at the same 
time from the Navy in Whidbey Island, Washington, in 1999. They 
spent most of their careers with the Foundation in different places, 
but found ways to stay close nonetheless. Asher was an incredibly 
skilled marksman, Robert was merely adequate- both were 
extremely loyal. 


Asher was recruited to Mobile Task Force Omega-7. 
Able tore him in half. 


The psych department thought Robert had worked through the 
trauma. They noted that he was assuaged when Omega-7 was shut 
down forever. 


Light grimaced. “So when he heard it was being reformed—” 


“He felt it was necessary to... take some kind of action.” Site-17’s 
security director came personally. He was a short, chagrined-looking 
man who couldn’t stop picking at his shirt collar. 


“How sure are you of all of this? If he wasn’t working alone—” 


“Everything checks out. He wasn't, uh, well, all the weapons he was 
carrying were standard issue. Knew where you were— that was his 
clearance too. He used a scrubber to, uh, hide his image from the 
cameras once he went rogue, but it was a Foundation standard 
scrubber. So we could de-scrub it easily. The one he was wearing 
went missing from the site armory four days ago, which he had 
access to.” 


“His plans after me?” 


“He was going to take out as much of Alpha Niner’s infrastructure as 
possible and, uh, ‘make it on his own.’ His words.” 


Light sighed. “So he was working entirely on his own. That's... some 
relief. |do appreciate your diligence. Do another loyalty check on 


your current guards when you can, please. I'll be changing my own 
safety habits. If he were a better assassin, | would be very dead 
right now.” 


“Director? What should we do with him?” 
“Who?” 


“Robert Blankenship. We’re going to let him hang for a few more 
days to see if he says anything else. After that, uh, what do you 
want?” 


Light squeezed her eyes shut. "Who else knows?" 


"Nobody outside this room and three of my best staff. Word may still 
get out, though." 


That sealed it. "Policy is clear. Termination." 
The security director looked startled. “As you say, director.” 


Maybe it was too far. She could have been merciful, but honestly, 
what did he expect? Seven’s guards flanked her as she went toward 
the saferoom exit. One of them held the door open. /f you play with 
fire... 


She stopped. “Did Asher Blankenship have any other brothers?” 
“Uh... No more siblings.” 


“Robert, or anyone else from Omega-7? Do they have living family 
or romantic connections at the Foundation?” 


He gave her a long look. “I don’t know, Director. I'll have a list sent 
to you.” 


How long must that list be? Would it even be enough? What about 
friends? Co-workers? Light shut her eyes. She‘d be on that list. 
Several times over. 


“Thank you. That will be all.” 


Operation "Camp Granada" 


ATTENTION 


The attached document packet is classified: 
Level 5 


by the Overseer Council. Do not continue unless you are 
an Overseer or authorized Factotum under: 


PROJECT: SCP-008 
CODE WORD: PALISADE TEMBLOR WHITTIER 


If you have received this data packet in error, do not 
continue. Contact your local Records and Information 
Security Administration (RAISA) office immediately and 
report a misdirected Level 5 information packet. Failure 
to do so is punishable by death. 


THE FOLLOWING AFTER-ACTION REPORT HAS 
BEEN CONDENSED FROM THE ORIGINAL. CERTAIN 
DATA HAVE BEEN REDACTED FOR SECURITY 
PURPOSES. A COPY OF THE FULL REPORT IS 
AVAILABLE AT SITE-19 FOR REVIEW AND 
ARCHIVAL. CONTACT YOUR LOCAL RAISA OFFICE 
FOR FURTHER DETAILS. 


MEMORANDUM FOR LIMITED RELEASE 
FROM: R. SPAULDING, COMMANDER, MOBILE TASK 


with great fear and resentment. 


Addendum 705-F: After gaining approval from O5-6, SCP-705 was 
introduced to SCP-963. [DATA EXPUNGED] at which point 705 
sought out the current holder of 963. When contact was made, the 
soldiers making up 705 saluted Dr. Bright, and stood at ease 
awaiting orders. [DATA EXPUNGED] so let's save this for when we 
really need it. 


« SCP-704 | SCP-705 | SCP-706 » 


FORCE BETA-5 ("BABYSITTERS") 


THIS AFTER-ACTION REPORT IS PREPARED IN 
ACCORDANCE WITH RAISA DIRECTIVE 417, 
PARAGRAPH 3, SEC. 2-7. 


EXECUTIVE SUMMARY 


* Deployed Location: "Happy Acres Youth Camp," ; 
WY. 

¢« Deployed CCOs: Task Force Commander Ronald Spaulding 
(Beta-Five Actual), SCP-105 (Iris Thompson), Senior Special 
Agent Andrea S. Adams. 

¢ Duration of Deployment: 0600 hours 4-5-2 through 1800 
hours (12 Hours). 

¢ Mission Directives: To evaluate an outbreak of SCP-008 in 
the wild. 

¢ Scope of Operations: Deploy forward operations base at 
incident location, investigate area for evidence of SCP-008 
outbreak, sterilize area of SCP-008 outbreak if possible. 


INCIDENT BACKGROUND 


"Happy Acres Youth Camp" is a "Boutique Summer Camp" operated 
by "Marshall and Carter Holiday Endeavours," located in 

WY. Abutting the nearby "Diamond Mountain Resort,"! the facility 
offers a "Discreet Summer Getaway For The Children of Our 
Distinguished Clientele." 


In addition to luxury housing for up to two hundred children, 
counselors, and staff, the resort includes back-country hiking trails, a 
mountain bike park, horseback riding ranch, rifle range, paragliding 
facilities, and helicopter pad. The resort also operates several ski 
lifts during the winter months, and is well known for the quality of 
their trails, as well as their luxurious accommodations.2 


On - -_ , two persons entered the Emergency Room at 

Hospital in , WY, carrying an injured child. Persons reported 
that they were camp counselors at "Happy Acres Youth Camp," and 
that the child had been attacked during the night by "some kind of 
animal." Medical personnel discovered that the child had an 
unusually elevated fever and signs of cellular necrosis around the 
injury, symptoms consistent with SCP-008. 


Marshall, Carter, and Dark representatives reported the incident to a 
Foundation representative’, prompting an immediate alert to Mobile 
Task Force Beta-7 ("Maz Hatters"). Agents from MTF-B7 arrived 
under the guise of agents from the Centers for Disease Control, 
quarantined all persons who had come in contact with the victim, 
placed Patient Zero into ad-hoc containment, and interrogated 
witnesses regarding the details of the attack. 


Meanwhile, other agents from MTF-B7 proceeded to "Happy Acres 
Youth Camp" (again under the guise of Centers for Disease Control 
personnel) and carried out initial containment there. However, a 
number of children and adult counselors had embarked on an 
overnight hiking trip the previous afternoon, and had missed their 
expected return time by over six hours. 


As MTF-B7 operatives were not sufficiently armed for pacification of 
an active outbreak of SCP-008, backup was requested under 
PALISADE BROKEN MENAGERIE. 


FORCE COMPOSITION 


Mobile Task Force Beta-5 ("Babysitters") is a platoon-level Task 
Force consisting of forty-two (42) operators, including the Task 
Force commander and executive officer. The force consists of five 
(5) squads, numbered One through Five. 


During this deployment, two additional personnel (SCP-105 and 
Agent Adams) were present as observers, bringing the number of 
personnel participating in this operation to forty-four (44). 


INITIAL DEPLOYMENT 


MTF Beta-5 was transported to the operations area in ten vans 
marked with the livery of the Foundation cover organization 
"Species Conservation Project" (a conservation and ecological 
survey group). MTF Beta-5 was handed over command of the 
operation at 0600 hours. 


Camp grounds of "Happy Acres Youth Camp" was designated 
"Forward Operating Base Granada" for the purposes of this 
operation. MTF-Beta-5 began preparing the facility for immediate 
and extended operations: 


¢ Squads 1 and 2 were given the responsibility of setting up 
perimeter security, blocking off all entrances to the camp and 
deploying remote sensors at key approaches. 


¢ Squad 3 unloaded equipment from vehicles and deployed 
them at the camp's recreation area (location A). This location 
was chosen due to its large floor space and secure location. 


* Squads 4 and 5 were given the responsibility of sweeping the 
rest of the camp for any remaining civilians, including all 
cabins and staff quarters. No outside personnel were found 
during this sweep. 


* Command element established command and control center 
at the camp lodge. This location was chosen for its proximity 
to the equipment staging area and its secure location. Adjunct 
personnel were also stationed at the command and control 
center as outside observers. 


At approximately 0800 hours, command element carried out a visual 
inspection and determined that all preparations were proceeding 
satisfactorily. 


Commencement of Operations 


Two Members of Squad 5 of Mobile Task Force Beta-5 on patrol. 


[click image to enlarge] 


At approximately 0830 hours, command element conferred with 
each of the unit commanders regarding the planned course of 
action. Preferred tactics and strategies for dealing with mass 
SCP-008 infections were discussed, and all squad leaders were 
reminded to re-familiarize their squads with these procedures. 


Squads 1 through 4 were assigned to perimeter security duty, 
switching off every four hours as per standard procedure. Squad 5 
was given the special duty of retracing the planned route taken by 
the missing hikers. 


Watch schedules and sanitary/housekeeping/safety procedures 


were reviewed at this time, as were communications protocols and 
contingency plans in case of emergency. 


Discovery 


Members of Squad 5, Mobile Task Force Beta 5, pacify an SCP-008 


infectee. 
[click image to enlarge] 


At 1152 hours, Squad 5 reported contact with two SCP-008 
infectees, later identified as two of the four adult counselors in the 
hiking trip. Infectees were terminated, and marked for later retrieval. 


Shortly afterwards, Squad 5 reported discovery of a camp site at the 
planned destination of the missing hikers. The camp site included 
three (3) three-season tents, twenty sleeping bags, a fire pit, and 
several walking sticks, knives, skewers, and other camping 
paraphernelia. 


Of particular concern were indications that the missing campers had 
been dragged out of their tents by force, rather than devoured in- 
situ. Based on the evidence of an alteration in infectee behavior, the 
responsible organism was redesignated SCP-008-E, pending further 
review and analysis. 


Initial Contact 


Marksman Logue, Mobile Task Force Beta-5 
[click image to enlarge] 


At 1208 hours, Designated Marksman Logue reported a number of 
unknowns walking slowly towards FOB Granada along a dirt road in 
grid reference D-9, several kilometers from the operating base. 
Further observations indicated fifteen unknowns: seven boys, eight 
girls, possible injured, with no sign of the missing adult counselors. 


Immediately afterwards, multiple contacts were detected by 
perimeter security elements, totaling over fifty (60) unknowns. The 
discrepancy in numbers alerted the Task Force commander of 
possible complications, including the possibility that bystanders in 
the area had become infected. 


Following additional sightings, the estimated number of hostiles in 
the vicinity was increased to over two hundred (200). Due to the 
large number of hostiles in the area, it was decided that Squad 5 
would not attempt to return to FOB Granada. Squad 5 was ordered 
to find a secure position and await evacuation at a later time.