SCP-3982: Haha. | got the bees. Can we be 
friends? 


Dr. Maravilla: ... Sure, 3982, we can be friends. 


Maybe we'll move on to another topic. Can you 
tell me where you come from? 


SCP-3982: Oh yes absolutely | can. | can tell you 
that. 


(Pause. Dr. Maravilla mutters “Dios mio” under 
his breath. SCP-3982 continues in Spanish.) 


SCP-3982: Yeah. I'm from the glade. The baron 
put me here. He's nice. The ground over there is 
really spicy and I'm gonna eat it all up, later! 
Haha! 


(SCP-3982 stands to an approximate height of 
2.5 meters.) 


Dr. Maravilla: The glade? What is the glade? 


(SCP-3982 opens its arms, producing loud 
cracking sounds. Multiple unidentified passerine 
birds emerge from its body, flying to other parts 
of the enclosure. SCP-3982 lowers its arms.) 


SCP-3982: Look at all the little birds! Lord 
Graywing! | guess he really can see me up here! 
Woah! Wow. Wow. The glade is really good. You 
can't go there. | don't think | can go there 
anymore. I'm here instead. The baron said | 
would be good up here, and | think he was right. 
I'm being very good. I'm a good. So far. 


Dr. Maravilla: Who is the baron? And who is 
Lord Graywing? 


SCP-3982: The baron said up here could get 
helped, because of me. | said oo00oh yeah, 
okay, yes. And Graywing said, woah, you got it, 
what a good idea. | was the good idea. /sn't that 
really nice of him to say that | was the good 
idea?! 


Dr. Maravilla: Yes. That does sound very nice of 
him. Can you tell me more? 


SCP-3982: So anyway as | was saying. Yeah. 
Lord Graywing is really bird. So he can fly. With 
bird powers, because he's super bird. And the 
baron loves the plants and other things and he 
loves me. So the baron and Graywing did a plan. 
| went way up, because Graywing is so bird it's 
crazy and he's got all the magic. Then | wasn't in 
the glade anymore. There was a bad light. But 
then | was up here. And then | was eating up that 
super good man when those guys said hi and | 
said hi and now I'm here. 


(SCP-3982 hops into the air slightly and spreads 
its arms again.) 


SCP-3982: | have so many friends now! 


Dr. Maravilla: |... Thank you, 3982. That clears 
some things up. 


Due to SCP-3982's speech patterns and general incoherence, little 
information concerning SCP-3982's origins or purpose has been 
gained. Investigation is underway to determine the specific 
connection between SCP-3982 and the entity termed “Graywing”, 
tentatively designated Pol-5501. 


SCP-3983: To Petition the Dead 


Item #: SCP-3983 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: Due to its remote location, 
physical containment of SCP-3983 is unnecessary. Oceanic survey 
organizations will be monitored by Naval Task Force Sigma-58 
“Bottomfeeders” for indication of any planned expeditions near 
SCP-3983's location. 


Description: SCP-3983 is a cave, the entrance of which is 
approximately 10,800 meters below the surface of the southern 
Pacific Ocean, in the Horizon Deep of the Tonga Trench. SCP-3983 
was initially discovered by the crew of a manned NOAA expedition. 
Administrative reports of its discovery were flagged by Foundation 
webcrawlers, whereupon amnestics were distributed to exposed 
individuals, and jurisdiction of SCP-3983 was transferred to the 
Foundation. 


The cave entrance is a narrow crack in the trench wall roughly 2.5 
meters wide at its widest point. Within, a passage extends into the 
rock, gradually angling upward at an average elevation of 12° for 
approximately 200 meters. At this point, the passage terminates, 
and enters an air-filled chamber roughly 75 meters wide. 


At the center of this chamber is a dais, made of stone bricks, rising 1 
meter from the ground and roughly 15 meters in diameter. The left 
and right walls of the chamber are decorated with complex high- 
relief sculptures, seemingly carved directly from the rock of the cave 
wall. 


The left scene depicts a thin humanoid figure, draped in rags. 
Across this figure's shoulders is slung a large admiralty-pattern 
anchor, roughly as long as the figure is tall (~8 meters), with angular 
flukes. The figure is slightly hunched, presumably due to the weight 


of the implement it bears. Its face is obscured by a hooded cowl. 
The area around this central figure is carved into simple swirling 
patterns, likely depicting the presence of wind or ocean waves. An 
as-yet undecipherable inscription in rongorongo glyphs is carved 
into the wall above the relief. This piece is designated SCP-3983-01. 


The right scene is highly complex and detailed. It consists of an 
array of biological structures, however its specific form is difficult to 
determine. Distinct elements include tentacles, crustacean claws, 
insect legs, barnacles, coral, antlers, and what appear to be portions 
of the human skeleton, including spines, limbs, and skulls. These 
elements are presented apparently at random, and while there is a 
suggestion of a central mass of some kind, its specific makeup is 
unclear. An inscription in Akkadian cuneiform above the relief reads 
"SHE WHO BIRTHS AND DEVOURS ALL, WHO SOWS AND 
HARVESTS, WHO GRANTS SICKNESS AND HEALTH. SHE WHO 
IS WITHOUT REST." This piece is designated SCP-3983-02. 


The rear wall of the chamber is obscured, due to the presence of a 
mound of human corpses, piled to the height of the ceiling (~7 
meters). These corpses exhibit varying degrees of decomposition; 
some show no outward signs of decay, others are essentially 
skeletal. 


Once each day, at a time roughly coinciding with sunrise respective 
to the surface above the Horizon Deep, one corpse will 
spontaneously animate and extricate itself from the pile, whereupon 
it is designated SCP-3983-03. This occasionally takes a significant 
amount of time, dependent upon the location of the corpse within the 
pile. Once separate from the pile, the corpse will stand, and ascend 
the steps to the stone dais to stand in the center. If the 
SCP-3983-03 instance does not have functioning legs, it will crawl 
and attain as upright a posture as possible. 


Once in the center of the dais, the corpse will speak. The content of 
this speech is always intelligible, even if the corpse in question 
possesses no vocal cords or tongue. 


Upon the completion of its statement, the corpse will vanish, 
whereupon one of the two sculptures will exhibit a physical reaction. 
Foundation autonomous naval observation drone (ANOD) 06 


captured several instances of this event; example transcripts follow. 


Date 


04 April, 2010 


13 May, 2010 


Description c 
Subject 
Overweight 
female, 
significant 
putrefaction 


Content of Results 
Speech 
“All my life, | Subject 


worked hard. || vanishes, 
never stopped} producing a 
working. | let flash of blue 


evident. Scarringmyself be fuckedlight. A 


present on 
subject's 
abdomen and 


upper 
extremities. 


Tall, thin male. 


by abastard, | significant 
and|bore his | amount of 
children. And |} condensation 
loved them. | gathers on 
loved them and | SCP-3983-01's 
raised them the surface, and 
best | could, but runs to the 

| didn't have any chamber floor in 
help. And it rivulets. 
weighed. | lost 

my way. In the 

end, | didn't love 

them enough, 

didn't try hard 

enough. And | 

fell trying to seek 

relief. | failed. 

And | won't do it 

again. | choose 

to make use of 

myself. | accept 

the burden.” 

“| did not choose Subject 


Little evidence ofmy vocation to| vanishes, 


decomposition 
save fora 
paleness of the 
skin. 


squander my | producing a 
own existence, flash of green 
My allegiance is light. Vines 

to life, andits | superficially 
perpetuation. || resembling 
have sewn flesh, Virginia creeper 
set bones, and| (Parthenocissus 


08 July, 2010 


Tall, broad- 
shouldered 
male. Mild 
decomposition, 
Multiple tattoos 
across upper 
arms and chest. 


cured ailments, | quinquefolia) 
am not prepared sprout from 

to allow us to fall SCP-3983-02's 
into stagnation, surface, then 
We have to be} _ rapidly 

strong, and decompose and 
healthy, even if crumble. 

that means we 

have to accept 

terrible changes. 

lam nota 

coward, and | 

will not submit. | 

choose to fight 


forever. | will 

never rest.” 

“Fuck that. | Subject 
never let anyone vanishes, 
walk on me, producing a 


ever. I'm not flash of blue light 
getting brought accompanied by 
into another a sound similar 
stupid fucker | to the cry of the 
gang of pussies king vulture 

just out to make (Sarcoramphus 
trouble for papa). 

everyone else.|| SCP-3983-01's 
had my fun. It's posture changes 
time for me to doslightly, 

the right thing foradjusting its 
once, like my | anchor to stand 
mama wanted. more upright. 
Not wasting this 

shot. Not this 

time. I'm the 

strongest 

bastard ever 

born, and you're 

gonna love me. 

Get ready, 


Result: No activity from SCP-516. SCP-516-1 fired manually. Target 
destroyed. 


Testing Log 516-01e 

Target: One (1) D-class personnel (D-800), given 9mm pistol, 
instructed to approach SCP-516 and open fire 

Result: No activity from SCP-516. SCP-516-1 fired manually. Target 
destroyed. 


Testing Log 516-01f 

Target: One (1) D-class personnel (D-820), given shoulder-fired 
anti-tank weapon, no instructions 

Result: No activity from SCP-516. SCP-516-1 fired manually. Target 
destroyed. 


Testing Log 516-01g 

Target: One (1) D-class personnel (D-185), given shoulder-fired 
anti-tank weapon, instructed to approach SCP-516 and fire. 

Result: SCP-516-1 autonomously fired on target. Target destroyed. 


Testing Log 516-01h 

Target: One (1) D-class personnel (D-202), given shoulder-fired 
anti-tank weapon placed in lead-lined box on trolley. D-202 
instructed to approach SCP-516, open box and fire. 

Result: SCP-516-1 autonomously fired on target as target bent to 
open box. Target destroyed. 

Note: /t appears SCP-516 can detect both hostile intent and 
concealed weapons. Could be valuable as a security device. - Dr. 


Testing Log 516-01i 

Target: Two (2) D-class personnel (D-455, D-501) handcuffed 
together. D-455 given shoulder-fired anti-tank weapon, instructed to 
approach SCP-516 and fire. 

Result: SCP-516-1 autonomously fired approximately 50 meters to 
the right of D-455. D-455 killed by an 8cm shrapnel wound to the 
head. D-501 sustained minor injuries. 


Testing Log 516-01j 
Target: Two (2) D-class personnel (D-101, D-521) handcuffed 
together. 2kg of C4 plastic explosive strapped to D-101, instructed to 


02 June, 2010) Short female, 


17 July, 2010 


specific 
characteristics 
difficult to 


bitches. Manny 
Marquez 
accepts the 
burden.” 

“| was never 
anything. | only 
knew pain and 
hatred. | want a 


determine due jtochance. | will 


advanced 
decomposition, 
Subject 
estimated to 
have been dead 
no less than one 
year. 

Small skeleton} 
presumed to be 
the remains ofja 
child aged 5-6. 


give back what 
was given to me. 
| will never rest.” 


None. Subject 
stands in the 
center of the 
dais and emits 
no sound, 
holding its arms 
close to its 
ribcage and 
shivering. 


Subject 
vanishes, 
producing a 
flash of green 
light. Blood 
manifests and 
collects across 
SCP-3983-02's 
surface, 
gradually 
congealing and 
drying. 

First instance of 
overt animation 
from 
SCP-3983-01 
and 
SCP-3983-02. 
SCP-3983-02 
extends a 
tentacle toward 
subject. 
SCP-3983-01 
quickly dislodges 
from its recess, 
and advances 
upon the dais. 
SCP-3983-01 
swings Its 
anchor into 
SCP-3983-02's 
tentacle, 
shattering it into 
pieces. A roaring 
sound 
approximately 


140 dB in 
volume is heard, 
rattling the 
chamber and 
causing 
ANOD-06's 
microphones to 
temporarily cut 
out. 
SCP-3983-01 
stands between 
subject and 
SCP-3983-02, 
slamming its 
anchor head- 
down upon the 
surface of the 
platform. No 
activity for 46 
seconds, 
whereupon 
subject 
vanishes, 
producing a 
flash of blue 
light. 
SCP-3983-01 
raises an arm 
and points at 
SCP-3983-02 for 
a short period of 
time, before 
shouldering its 
weapon and 
placing itself 
back into its 
recess, in 
identical 
configuration as 
before. 


27 November, | Short male, “| will make my; See Incident 


2010 


advanced own way.” Report 3983-01. 
decomposition. 

Significant 

damage evident, 

including 

lacerations upon 

its abdomen and 

limbs and 

multiple broken 

ribs. 


+Incident Report 3983-01 


Transcript of camera feed captured by 
ANOD-06 during SCP-3983-03 event dated 27 
November 2010. 


SCP-3983-03: | will make my own way. 


(A region of space upon the dais 
approximately 1 meter behind SCP-3983-03 
erupts in an explosion, which generates a 
significant amount of light, heat, sound, and 
smoke. From this emerges a figure, tentatively 
designated SCP-3983-04. Figure is an 
indistinct, shadowy humanoid adopting the 
rough shape of a large, overweight human 
male wearing a billed hat. SCP-3983-04 
constantly emits an amount of dense black 
smoke from its body, and dull orange lights 
can be seen in locations corresponding to its 
eyes and mouth. SCP-3983-04 puts an arm 
around SCP-3983-03's shoulders.) 


SCP-3983-04: Hot damn! | know that's right, 
little buddy! | hear ya, loud and clear! 


(SCP-3983-04 moves around to 
SCP-3983-03's front, kneels to its eye level, 
and places its hands on SCP-3983-03's 


shoulders.) 


SCP-3983-04: Loud and clear, partner. You 
don't want any a’ this shit. Complicated. You 
wanna get the hell back on that open road and 
let the throttle out wide. You wanna hear the 
thunder of your own engine. You ain't got no 
quit in ya! That right? 


(SCP-3983-03 nods. SCP-3983-04 snorts and 
removes what appears to be the silhouette of a 
cigar from its mouth, issuing a gout of smoke.) 


SCP-3983-04: Yer goddamn tootin'! Who 
wants to posse up with these drippy bastards 
anyhow? One of 'em's a damn sadsack and 
the other's just a big ol’ creepy-crawly askin' 
for a rolled-up newspaper! Who the hell needs 
‘em! You wanna ride? You wanna feel the 
heat? Move under yer own steam? You ready 
to tear up the road and fly apart with me? 


(SCP-3983-03 nods.) 


SCP-3983-04: Hell! Fuckin'! Yes! You and me, 
partner! We're gonna eat asphalt and shit 
glory! We'll show these sons-a-bitches what it 
means to be free! Let's ride! 
YEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAA- 


(SCP-3983-04 explodes. Neither SCP-3983-04 
nor SCP-3983-03 can be seen upon the 
smoke's dissipation.) 


Investigation is currently underway to determine the significance of 
these events. A sortie to establish meaningful contact with 
SCP-3899 has been initiated to determine the extent of its 
involvement. 


SCP-3984: Poking Death with a Stick 


The library is warm and dark. Outside, it is a summer night — 
warmth and humidity lingers in the air from earlier in the day. A 
storm is predicted for the week ahead, but the sky is clear for now. 
The library has been closed for several hours, and there shouldn't 
be anyone around until morning. 


You shut the front door quietly behind you and make your way out of 
the foyer. The floor is a carpet, soft and thick, muffling each of your 
footsteps for you. Security cameras, their gaze trained upon the 
door through which you just entered, are blind. You cut their power 
half an hour ago. You can never be too safe. 


A wooden door leads from the foyer into the library proper. You 
know that it won’t creak when you open it because one of the 
maintenance workers oiled it a week ago. That maintenance worker 
was you. You don’t work here. The door swings open smoothly 
without so much as a groan. 


The carpet continues into the library’s main room, blue in most 
places, but a yellow path weaving its way between shelves of books 
towards the librarians’ desk. You start to follow it.