The society observed on SCP-3891 practices a hunter- 
gatherer lifestyle, but with a significant amount of leisure 
time given the widespread availability of resources on 
SCP-3891. The language of communication is a 
previously unknown creole mixture of English, 
Marshallese and Japanese, presumably originating from 
the backgrounds of SCP-3891 inhabitants. There is no 
evidence of any social hierarchy or formal leadership 
structure, likely due to the lack of disputes. Most 
inhabitants are polyamorous, but with childbirth being 
only rarely observed. Activities of the SCP-3891 society 
involve water-based leisure activities, beach sports, 
various festivals involving food and dance, visual arts, 
and reading books previously brought to the island. 
Sounds beautiful, doesn't it? 


I've had enough of all this. If you're reading 
this, you must have access to the database, 
just like | do. Haven't you seen what's 
happening here? It's all falling apart. There are 
hundreds of Keter entities that could end the 
world any day now, and the numbers just keep 
growing by the day. Don't tell me you think we 
can keep a lid on everything forever. Even if 
we do our jobs, just look at what's happening 
all over the world, with politicians and generals 
and the rest of the self-styled elite running 
‘civilisation’ into the ground. There's nothing 
we in the Foundation are going to do to stop 
that. 


They say SCP-3891 makes you believe the 
world is going to end, but you don't need an 
SCP to believe that. Everyone knows this will 
happen, sooner or later. There's no danger 
here; this is the only place in the world without 
it. 


I'm going to go as soon as | can, but this is my 
gift to you, and everyone else who reads this 
file. 


I'll see you in paradise. 


Footnotes 

1. Such as ex-military personnel inhabiting SCP-3891 since the 
1940s from both Imperial Japan and the United States. 

2. It is unclear how this level of low fertility occurs. 


that Abraham Lincoln was assassinated by his Vice President in 
order to claim his position. This ultimately led to the Presidency 
becoming a "tribe-leader-like" position, where the current holder is 
legally allowed to be challenged and overthrown by other suitable 
candidates. 


Subject noted, with great surprise, that this change did not do much 
to alter the times that most "major" presidents took and held the 
office. Many of the minor and/or detrimental presidencies tended to 
end via bullet wounds, often in unlikely locales or from improbable 
angles, which deterred most from attempting coups at all. 


« Request: None. 


WS6-ECU-83D 
Retrieval: Uneventtful. 


Subject arrived at the mouth of a cave, surrounded by "almost 
unbearable" heat. Subject walked outside the cave for further 
investigation, to find that the area around it was a baked wasteland. 
Most of the heat appeared to emanate from two suns in the sky; the 
subject could not decide whether they were extremely large or 
extremely close to the planet. 


Upon further examination, the "suns" blinked and turned away, 
taking the heat with them. 


Subject spent rest of this shift as far back in the cave as possible. 
« Request: None. 


Q56-DRU-865 
Retrieval: Subject found in the cafeteria, masticating on what 
appeared to be [REDACTED]. 


Upon containment of [REDACTED], Subject uttered the words, 
"More! More! More!" before losing consciousness. 


Subject regained consciousness 2 hours later, expressing a strong 
desire for pudding. When questioned, Subject claimed to see "the 
biggest mound of pudding ever". When questioned as to why it was 
masticating on [REDACTED] upon arrival, subject claimed to be 


SCP-3892: A Very Heavy Metal Bedtime 


Item #: SCP-3892 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3892 is to be kept ina 
standard Safe-class containment locker. 


Description: SCP-3892 is a child's blanket, colored black and red 
and patterned with cartoon skulls. Fiber analysis has revealed 
SCP-3892 to be made of a non-anomalous cotton-polyester blend. 


SCP-3892's anomalous properties manifest when it is worn by a 
sleeping child of age 10 or under. Once the subject has reached N1 
(earliest) stage sleep, SCP-3892-01 will manifest within 10 meters of 
SCP-3892 (typically within a closet or hallway in domestic trials). 


SCP-3892-01 is a large (approx. 2.3 meters tall) skeletal humanoid 
figure, dressed in a spiked leather jacket, torn denim trousers, and 

black motorcycle boots. SCP-3892-01's eye sockets contain yellow 
lights, and luminous smoke can be seen issuing from its mouth and 
ribcage. 


Upon manifesting, SCP-3892-01 will silently approach the target. 
The air temperature within a 10-meter radius will warm to 
approximately 27° C. 


SCP-3892-01 will then tuck the subject into bed, whisper “Good 
night, (name)"!, gently kiss the subject on the head, then 
demanifest. 


SCP-3892-01 has neither harmed nor awakened any children during 
testing trials, and instantly demanifests if approached or interrupted. 


Addendum 3892-01: On 10 May 2018, SCP-3892-01 looked 
directly into a testing chamber camera after kissing the subject, 


growled, and said, "| know where you sleep." SCP-3892-01 then 
loudly cracked each of its knuckles and demanifested as normal. 


SCP-3892-01 has not responded to any attempt at communication 
by Foundation personnel before or since this event. The significance 
of this is unknown. 


Footnotes 
1. The subject's first name. 


SCP-3893: I'm Going to Have a Motherfucking 
Meltdown 


Item #: SCP-3893 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: Containment Facility 3893- 
SVAROG will maintain continual manning, operation, and 
maintenance in accordance with both Foundation and Australian 
nuclear regulations. 


SCP-3893-01 is to be continually monitored for any movement or 
change in physiological state. In the event that SCP-3893-01 
undergoes a flux surge event, all on-site turbogenerators will be 
brought online to divert excess power to established grounding 
shafts, and SCP-3893-01's shielding barriers will be scrammed. 


Description: SCP-3893 is the remains of a large machine, located 
30 meters underground beneath an area of land approximately 120 
kilometers east-northeast of Uluru. 


Excavated and partially reconstructed sections of the wreckage that 
comprises the majority of SCP-3893 have yielded structures 
resembling weapon barrels, armor plating, computer circuitry, and 
several continuous track assemblies, indicating that SCP-3893 may 
have been a form of land-based combat vehicle prior to its 
destruction. None of SCP-3893's components have shown to be 
made of inherently anomalous materials, save for its central power 
source, designated SCP-3893-01. 


SCP-3893-01 is a male human corpse in an advanced state of 
desiccation and decomposition, which is connected via a series of 
implanted wires and electromechanical contacts to several 
operational SCP-3893 subsystems. SCP-3893-01 is highly 
radioactive, and was originally found placed within the primary 
vessel of SCP-3893's pressurized water reactor, serving as the 


reactor's fuel source. The amount of heat, radiation, and steam 
produced by several of SCP-3893's damaged coolant lines led to its 
initial discovery. 


SCP-3893 was initially discovered routing its generated electricity 
into a ground load at a rate of over 500 megawatts per hour. As 
allowing this to continue would result in an eventual reactor 
meltdown, Containment Facility 3893-SVAROG was constructed 
above and around SCP-3893. This facility functions as a 
supplementary power generation plant, which converts the 
otherwise inordinate amount of energy produced by SCP-3893 into 
usable power for the surrounding region and provides adequate 
cooling to SCP-3893-01. 


Near SCP-3893-01's core observation porthole is a CRT monitor, 
affixed to a wall. The information displayed on this screen has not 
been observed to change since SCP-3893's containment. Text 
follows. 


5888 23/365 11:27 DB-SYSCON: CORE TEMP 702. CORE PRESS 
3117. SYSTEMS NOMINAL. 

5888 23/365 11:28 CORE: these idiots are goddamn everywhere. 
does anyone have a bead on GRAYWING? i think the citadel's 
emitting a scramble field, sensors aren't picking up shit 

5888 23/365 11:31 CORE: alright thanks. keep the assault squadron 
in formation behind me as we advance, ill take the hard hits. make 
sure the channelers are paying attention and for fuck's sake watch 
our flanks for weavers, im gonna need a reload in about seven 
minutes and that wont happen if the slave battalion is too busy 
choking on feathers to lift the fucking magazines 

5888 23/365 11:53 DB-SYSCON: FIRE DETECTED IN SECTOR 3. 
EXTINGUISHERS ACTIVATED. FORWARD HULL INTEGRITY 
87%. 

5888 23/365 11:55 CORE: okay. ive had enough of this shit. support 
squadron full retreat, im initiating mass limit override. say goodnight, 
you hilarious shitfucks, HERE COMES THE DEATHBREAKER 
5888 23/365 12:02 DB-SYSCON: WARNING. CORE TEMP 957 +7 
DEGREES EXESSIVE. INITIATING SUPERMAX COOLING 
PROTOCOL. 


5888 23/365 12:04 CORE: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA 

5888 23/365 12:07 CORE: oh i could have sworn you jackasses 
said GRAYWING was still in the tower getting fucked up by the 
artillery 

5888 23/365 12:08 CORE: then why the FUCK IS HE HEADED 
RIGHT FOR ME 

5888 23/365 12:08 DB-SYSCON: CRITICAL PROXIMITY 
WARNING — CLASS 5 ENTITY WITHIN CHANNELING RANGE 
5888 23/365 12:08 CORE: thats right thats right COME AND GET 
SOME YOU WORTHLESS SHITBIRD 

5888 23/365 12:09 DB-SYSCON: WARNING. STARBOARD 
WEAPONS PLATFORMS 3-8 OFFLINE 

5888 23/365 12:09 DB-SYSCON: WARNING. STARBOARD 
REACTOR PLATIN=g BREACH## ARCANE CXNTAMINATION 
DETECTEEEEeeD 

5888 23/365 12:10 CORE: initiating meltdown. eat this, you awful 
fucking freak 

5888 23/365 12:10 DB-SYSCON: WARNING. SELF-DESTRUCT 
SUBSYSTEM NONRESPONSIVE. 

5888 23/365 12:10 CORE: oh son of a 

5888 23/365 12:10 DB-SYSCON: WARNING. HULL INTEGRITY 
0% 

5888 23/365 12:10 DB-SYSCON: WARNIII-+33Ng FLUX 
DiISTORRrTION EXCEED7ING L#CAL SPpppppppATIAL TOLER 
%NCE 


XXXXXXXXXXUNAUTHORIZED CONNECTION 
ERR 01/365 00:00 GRAYWING: sceRe Ee 
CRITICAL SYSTEM FAILURE 


EMERGENCY POWER ACTIVATED 
SYSTEM RESTARTING 


2222 01/365 00:00 DB-SYSCON: ALL PRIMARY SYSTEMS 
DISABLED. NO INPUT DETECTED. REROUTING CORE POWER 
TO EMERGENCY GROUND. 

222? 01/365 00:00 DB-SYSCON: DATALINK DISABLED. 
FOUNDRY SIGNAL NOT DETECTED. COMMAND SIGNAL NOT 
DETECTED. 


222? 01/365 00:00 CORE: if it takes me forever, if i have to burn my 
way through ten thousand miles of solid stone, i will fucking find you, 
graywing. watch for falling rocks, you fucking monster. i am coming. 


ERR 013 NO INPUT DETECTED 


SCP-3893-01 displays no signs of biological vitality, but has been 
seen to twitch or adjust position slightly in its tank. These 
movements coincide with massive releases of thermal energy and 
ionizing radiation, which 3893-SVAROG has thus far been able to 
successfully divert. However, these surges have increased in 
intensity over time since initial containment, and current projections 
estimate that without material upgrades or reinforcement, 
SCP-3893-01 will cause critical structural failure and containment 
breach within approximately months. 


SCP-3894: Our Sorrow 


ATTENTION 


This document has been secured under 
Operation Marduk executive authority. By 
accessing it and the information contained 
therein, you consent to potentially undergo 

physical, metaphysical, and spiritual 
augmentation pursuant to Operation Marduk 
personnel transmutation protocols, if you have 
not done so already. If implemented, this process 
is irreversible. Do you wish to proceed? 


| accept the burden. 


Greetings, soldier. Allow me to 
formally congratulate you on making 
the worst, greatest, and last decision 
of your life. 


I'll start by saying that you probably 
think you know what you've signed up 
for. You've been briefed. You've read 
the supplemental documentation. You 
sat through the presentations. 


It's also likely that you think you're 
experienced enough. You might have 
been a frontline NCO your entire 
career. Maybe you were a unit 
commander. Maybe you were just a 
punchy grunt that turned mercenary 
and got lucky. Either way, you've seen 
action. You know how to shoot, choke 
and throw an elbow or two. That's 
great. 


It's also completely worthless. 


Your life is about to become a 
collection of extremes with absolutely 
no room for gray. You will struggle 
under a weight so heavy that you will 
wonder how you ever dared to think 
you were strong. Your soul will be 
pressed, crushed under a burden that 
seems to cry out for your destruction 
at every moment. You will never know 
rest. You will never know a moment's 
relaxation. You will never eat, drink, 
sleep, fuck, or have a meaningful 
human relationship ever again. You 
will fight. You will struggle until you 
can feel your back breaking, even 
though you won't have one. You will 
suffer agonies that are more horrible 
than any mortal man was ever meant 
to feel, and they will be slow to heal. 
And as much as you beg, you will 
never, ever die. 


You will be eternal. 


You will save humanity each and 
every moment of your miserable 
existence. You will choose your 
weapon and you will use it to slay the 


grandest, most horrifying beasts that 
mankind has ever faced. The tides will 
bend at your call and batter your 
enemies to paste. Gravity itse/f will call 
you master, and you will break your 
foe's bones with the same weight that 
you carry, because they're just not 
goddamn strong enough to bear it. 
You will tear flesh, shatter spines, and 
relish the shrieks of your nemesis, 
knowing that whatever torture they are 
suffering, you are going through 
worse. In your agony, you will become 
invincible. You will become one of the 
toughest, strongest, most unstoppable 
warriors that has ever existed in this 
reality or the next. You are now 
humanity's first and last line of 
defense. 


Forget everything you ever were. Now, 
you are a legend. 


Welcome to Special Task Force 
Sigma-01. 


STF Sigma-01 Commander Chuck 
Holloway, "Diamond Lance" 


Item #: SCP-3894 


Object Class: Thaumiel 


Special Containment Procedures: Operation Marduk 
Site Alpha-001 is to be secured via blockade by Naval 
Task Force Omega-09 “Dire Straits”. Entrance to and 
knowledge of Site Alpha-001 is to be restricted to 
personnel of Overseer and Marduk/4 security clearance 
Only. 


In the event that SCP-3894 is determined to no longer be 
effective in tactically suppressing Entity of Interest 090 
“Mother”, Operation Sorrow's End will commence in 
preparation for an imminent TK-Class Total Human 
Transmutation scenario. 


Description: SCP-3894 is the collective designation 
given to Eol-089 “The Sorrow”, Gol-089 “The Bearers’, 
and the diplomatic, thaumaturgic, and martial alliance 
between the aforementioned and the Foundation for the 
purposes of impeding, combating, or otherwise 
containing Eol-090. 


This has been deemed a necessity as a result of several 
changes observed in multiple SCP objects over the 
course of the previous two years as of the time of this 
document's creation. These are annotated below. 


Anomaly Changes Observed 
SCP-3889, entity suspected SCP-3889's TEHOM events 
to be subordinate to have yielded progressively 
SCP-3894-Alpha and more aggressive and 
confirmed to be disruptive/ durable entities, either 
inimical to Eol-O90 matching or exceeding 


TEHOM-41's destructive 
capability. Lesser TEHOM 
entities have begun to 
manifest independent of 
SCP-3889 near coastlines 
worldwide. SCP-3889 has 
begun to assist Foundation 
naval assets in the 


eating a "glob a pudding" at the time. 


Subject reported seeing [REDACTED] rolling around the hallways. 
Hallucinations passed within 24 hours. 


« Request: Pudding. Request granted. 


F24-9S6-33C