| recommend we try to dig up what we can on 
this "Jake" and his father before we continue. 
We won't be able to keep up this facade 
forever. - Dr. Boone 


Addendum 2053-01: As of / / ,no progress has been made on 
the search for the individual believed to be associated with 
SCP-2053. 


Well, Jacob is a pretty common name, isn't it? We're going to need 
to modify our search parameters. Come at this from a different 
angle. Based on what the "father" has said, | think we have reason 
to believe that this "Jake" may have some type of social or 
developmental disorder. Let's start looking at orohanages, mental 
institutions, hospitals, etc. - Dr. Boone 


Addendum 2053-02: The Foundation has located an individual in 
an extended care facility in , SC who falls under the correct 
parameters; Jacob __, age 31, suffering from [REDACTED]. When 
interviewed, his attending physician commented on Jacob's acute 
attachment to complex puzzles - specifically Rubik's Cubes - and his 
skill at solving them. 


Well, looks like we found Jake. Due to his current condition, direct 
communication is impossible. Based on the information we gathered 
from SCP-2053-1 and Jacob's physician, it sounds like he’s never 
actually spoken to anyone. | recommend we keep the son out of the 
equation, and continue interacting with SCP-2053-1 under this 
facade. We'll check in on him every month or so to see if his 
condition changes, but the way these things go, we're probably 
never going to hear his side of... whatever this is. - Dr. Boone 


Addendum 2053-03: In all interviews thus far (see Interview Logs 
2053-02 through 2053-08), SCP-2053-1 has been unwilling to reveal 
any information regarding the origin of its current condition to "Jake". 
In light of this, Dr. Boone has decided to communicate with 
SCP-2053-1 under the guise of a generic physician (see Interview 
Log 2053-09 below). 


+ Interview Log 2053-09 

Interview Log 2053-09 
Dr. Boone: HELLO 
SCP-2053-1: HELLO 
Dr. Boone: WE NEED TO TALK 
SCP-2053-1: ABOUT WHAT JAKE 
Dr. Boone: THIS IS NOT JAKE 


SCP-2053-1: JAKE THIS BETTER BEA 
JOKE 


Dr. Boone: THIS IS NOT A JOKE 


SCP-2053-1: WHO IS THIS 

Dr. Boone: | AM A DOCTOR 
SCP-2053-1: WHERE IS MY SON 
Dr. Boone: YOUR SON IS SAFE 


SCP-2053-1: WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH 
JAKE 


Dr. Boone: YOUR SON IS SAFE 
SCP-2053-1: GIVE ME TO MY SON 


Dr. Boone: | NEED TO ASK YOU SOME 
QUESTIONS 


SCP-2053-1: WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH 
JAKE 


Dr. Boone: JAKE IS BEING TAKEN CARE 
OF 


SCP-2053-1: GIVE ME TO MY SON | NEED 
TO MAKE SURE HE IS OKAY 


Dr. Boone: | CANT DO THAT 
SCP-2053-1: WHY NOT WHAT HAPPENED 


Dr. Boone: | CAN ASSURE YOU JAKE IS 
PERFECTLY SAFE 


SCP-2053-1: PLEASE DONT HURT MY SON 
OH GOD HE JUST CAME BACK TO ME 


Dr. Boone: IF YOU ANSWER MY 
QUESTIONS | CAN GIVE YOU MORE 
INFORMATION ABOUT YOUR SON 


SCP-2053-1: WHAT DO YOU WANT 


Dr. Boone: ARE YOU AWARE OF YOUR 
CURRENT CONDITION 


SCP-2053-1: YES 


Dr. Boone: COULD YOU EXPLAIN HOW 
YOU ENDED UP IN YOUR CURRENT 
CONDITION 


SCP-2053-1: | JUST WANTED TO TALK TO 
MY SON 


SCP-2053-1: HE IS A SPECIAL BOY 
SCP-2053-1: HE LOVES HIS PUZZLES 


SCP-2053-1: BUT EVER SINCE THE 
ACCIDENT WITH HIS MOM HE WONT TALK 
TO ANYONE 


SCP-2053-1: HE SPENDS ALL DAY 
PLAYING WITH HIS CUBES 


SCP-2053-1: THE DOCTOR CALLED IT 
PROGRESSIVE MUTISM 


SCP-2053-1: NINE YEARS 


SCP-2053-1: | JUST WANTED TO TALK TO 
MY SON 


Dr. Boone: COULD YOU EXPLAIN HOW 
YOU ENDED UP IN YOUR CURRENT 
CONDITION 


SCP-2053-1: | MET A GUY WHO SAID HE 
COULD GET JAKE TO TALK 


SCP-2053-1: HE KNEW A DOCTOR IN 
VIRGINIA OR SOMETHING WHO COULD 
FIX JAKE 


SCP-2053-1: | JUST WANTED TO TALK TO 
MY SON 


Dr. Boone: THIS MAN TURNED YOU INTOA 
RUBIKS CUBE 


SCP-2053-1: IT WORKED DIDNT IT | GOT 
TO TALK TO MY SON AFTER NINE YEARS 
OF NOTHING 


Dr. Boone: | SUPPOSE IT DID 


SCP-2053-1: PLEASE CAN | TALK TO MY 
SON AGAIN GIVE ME TO HIM 


Dr. Boone: IM SORRY THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE 
AT THE MOMENT 


SCP-2053-1: WHY WHAT HAPPENED 


Dr. Boone: JAKE IS UNABLE TO 
COMMUNICATE AT THE MOMENT 


SCP-2053-1: OH GOD WHAT DID YOU DO 
TO JAKE 


SCP-2053-1: YOU BASTARDS BETTER NOT 
HURT MY SON | SWEAR TO GOD 


SCP-2053-1: WHERE IS MY SON 


Dr. Boone: | WOULD LIKE TO ASK YOU A 
FEW QUESTIONS FIRST 


SCP-2053-1: WHERE IS MY SON 


At this point, SCP-2053-1 enters a dormant 
state, apparently "stuck" in this permutation. 
Since the conclusion of this interview, all 
attempts by Dr. Boone and assisting personnel 
to rotate any of the object's faces have been 
unsuccessful. 


The following image depicts the page from SCP-2053-2 
which corresponds to the current permutation of 
SCP-2053-1. 


« SCP-2052 | SCP-2053 | SCP-2054 » 


SCP-2054: The Double 


Item #: SCP-2054 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2054 is quarantined at the 
maximum security wing of the humanoid detention center at Site-23. 
All nutritional and medical needs are to be provided by automated 
means, as are those necessary for interrogation. Under no 
circumstances are any personnel to have any physical contact with 
SCP-2054. Once a week, exercise is permitted under armed guard 
in the maximum security rehabilitation center. Standard amenities 
package EEF-115 are to be extended to SCP-2054 as long as it 
remains cooperative. 


Description: SCP-2054 is a metamorphic entity capable of 
assuming the appearance of other human beings. No means have 
been discovered of distinguishing between SCP-2054 and its human 
target. 


Recovery Log: SCP-2054's existence was first hypothesized using 
inferential statistical models developed to assess the possibility that 
the Foundation had been infiltrated by inimical agents. Developed by 
Dr. Martin F with the cooperation of the Statistical Section in 
2002, a non-zero probability was assigned to the contingency. A 
research team was empaneled to develop means of identifying said 
agents. 


Shortly after the investigation began, Dr. F alerted security that 
he was being accosted in his quarters. When security arrived, two 
identical copies of Dr. F were discovered in the midst of a 
struggle. Both were tranquilized and quarantined pending further 
investigation. 


During the subsequent security sweep, the whereabouts of 
Researcher Nancy Y —acolleague of Dr. F — could not be 


established. The operating assumption made was that Researcher 
Y had been compromised by SCP-2054 sometime in the past, 
and that SCP-2054 had then sought to copy and dispose of Dr. 

F _, thereby eliminating any chance of its being discovered. 


Researcher Nancy Y __, employed by the Foundation since 1977, 
had been responsible for the analysis and containment procedures 
of several Keter-class acquisitions. These acquisitions were 
immediately assigned priority-one reassessment. To date, no related 
containment breaches have occurred. 


During questioning, no means of distinguishing between SCP-2054 
and Dr. F were discovered. Both possessed the same faculties, 
apparent memories, including classified information such as duress 
codes, encryption protocols etc. Physical, psychological and medical 
assays proved equally unproductive. 


Coercive interrogation measures were sanctioned, including 
procedures 221-Crenshaw and 622-Atlantic, both to no avail. Out of 
humanitarian considerations, interrogations have been scaled back 
to once a week. 


Unclassified Transcription Logs: 
+ [May 2002] 


Transcript: Conversation between SCP-2054/ 
Adelaide and a colleague, Dr. Amal Sengupta 


Sengupta: This is intolerable. | can't 
imagine what you're feeling. I'm 
meeting with the Ethics Committee. 
I'm going to raise holy hell. 


F _:l appreciate that, Amal, | really 
do. This is going to take time. | 
suppose the irony hasn't been lost on 
you that...that in attempting to 
identify the impostor, I've become the 
prime suspect. 


Sengupta: |'m glad to see your humor 
hasn't abandoned you. This is 
Kafkaesque. 


F  : Dostoevsky. Not Kafka. How is 
the team doing? 


Sengupta: Well, you know 
Richardson. He maintains that he 
warned us about this possibility... 
though he's treating this as empirical 
validation of the research. 


F — : (chuckles). Asshole. No one 
imagined an impostor on our very 
team. 


Sengupta: Samantha is nearly 
catatonic with guilt. 


F _ : Please let her know | don't 
blame her. Tell her Risk Management 
did its due diligence. She went over it 
three times. She pushed to have an 
impartial supervisory board. 


Sengupta: | know, Martin, and I'll tell 
her. Martin, they've only given each 
of us 5 minutes. Dr. Chinaski wants 
to talk to you next. Please... take 
care. And be careful. Watch your 
back. 


F — :\ will. And Amal... thanks for 
looking in on me. Do they... are you 
going to talk to the other... 


Sengupta: No. | can't bring myself to. 


F  _: Well, consider doing it. It can 
maybe help me get out of here. How 


can you be sure I'm the real... 


Sengupta: | don't know how you can 
remain so calm. 


F — : Crying about it won't help. 
Sengupta: Well... take care... Martin. 
F  :You too. 

+ [Oct 2004] 


Transcript: Conversation between SCP-2054/ 
Baltimore and advocate-designate Ellis 
McPhee 


McPhee: The ethics committee has 
denied my request. Formally. I'm 
sorry. In two weeks time, you're to be 
Officially re-classified as SCP-2054- 
Baltimore. Your counterpart, 
SCP-2054-Adelaide. Do you realize 
what this means? 


F  : That! didn't get top billing? 
(laughs) <pause of 10 seconds>. 
Yes. Yes, | realize what this means... 
What are they starting with? 


McPhee: ... the, uh... it's the 
standard coercive battery for non- 
responsive detainees. 


F  : Well... well... | guess that's... 
thoughtful of them. What about the 
other one. 


McPhee: I've been forbidden to 
discuss the disposition of the other 
one... | can't even meet with its 
advocate to see if... 


F — ;:No, no. | understand. 
McPhee: Do you need anything? 


F  :No, I'm good... actually, can 
you see about getting me some non- 
classified research to work on? | 
have too much time on my hands. 


McPhee: | don't see why not. At least 
during the next two weeks. I'll submit 
a formal request. 


F  :|was sure we'd find something 
with fMRI. 


McPhee: | know it's easier said than 
done, but try not to give up hope. We 
still have two weeks. 


F :OK. 
+ [Jul 2006] 


Transcript: SCP-2054/Baltimore and 
investigator Alison Lawrence 


Lawrence: This is investigator 
Lawrence. The time is now 707 
hours, Thursday, July 9th, 2006. 
Subject SCP-2054/Baltimore. 


Baltimore: Little early isn't...1 don't 
remember meeting you. 


Lawrence: We haven't. Just 
reassigned. Alison Lawrence 


Baltimore: Martin F 


Lawrence: | requested this 


assignment. 


Baltimore: That doesn't bode well. 
Well, this is my preamble: why must 
this be done to me? 


Lawrence: I'll oblige you. If you are Dr 
F _, then you'll understand: 
SCP-2054 may have been 
masquerading inside the Foundation 
for decades. We can't know when 
Nancy Y was compromised. The 
damage is immeasurable. 


Baltimore: | understand that. | do. 
Very well. | commissioned the 
probability models, for Christ's sake. 


Lawrence: Please don't aggravate 
yourself needlessly. 


Baltimore: Can you offer any... what 
can I... suggest something | can say 
to prove to you... 


Lawrence: Personally, | think you are 
the impostor. Not that it matters, 
really. 


Baltimore: That's horseshit. So what's 
it today? 


Lawrence: |'d like to start with a 
review of the initial quarantine 
interview of 2002. It was remarked 
upon later that...hold on. Just a 
moment. Just a moment... I've just 
been informed that results are back... 
| see. | see. Yes. Yes, thanks. 


Believe me, I'll tell him — 


You're the impostor. The real Dr. 

= is being released. You're 
reclassified as an enemy combatant. 
As such, you no longer enjoy certain 
rights. As such, | have discretion to 
use 774-Brazzaville. 


Baltimore: | know you're lying. There 
are no results. I'm sure your 
counterpart is saying the same to the 
impostor. You're the liar. 


Lawrence: It's unfortunate you think 
so. 


Baltimore: Damn it. Get on with it. 
What are you waiting for? | know 
you're trying to play me. Let's get this 
over with. It's a consolation of sorts 
that the other is getting the same. It'll 
break. I'm ready now. | said I'm 
ready. Get on with it. 


Lawrence: Perhaps you should 
examine the possibility that you only 
think you're Dr. F 


Baltimore: ...I've considered that...| 
have considered that but that's not 
my worry. I'd say it's yours. Its clear 
whats going to happen next. Have 
you considered that | am who | say | 
am? Your chances are fifty-fifty, 
aren't they? Get on with it will you? | 
said get on with it. 


Lawrence: Hold out your arm. Bob, 
you can go ahead, start the drip. 


Subject infused with Propofol, 
40 mg. Note: Local time adjusted +14 
hours 


Lawrence: Subject SCP-2054/ 
Baltimore administered a short acting 
anesthetic. How long will he be 
under? 


Roberts: About 5 minutes. He'll be 
terribly disoriented when he wakes 


up. 


Lawrence: Good evening, Baltimore. 
Are you with us? Bob, can you help 
him? Drip a stimulant. 


Baltimore: <slurred> | don't...how 
long...what happened? 


Lawrence: You won't remember. 
There's an amnestic component. You 
held out as long as you could. Suffice 
it to say, it was... memorable. And we 
got what we need. This is investigator 
Lawrence. Interview concluded, 2120 
hours. You're to be pitied. 


Baltimore: | don't understand. 


Lawrence: We won't be meeting 
again. Enjoy the rest of your life. 


Baltimore: How can you expect me 
to...no wait. Wait a minute. Come 
back. You owe me an explanation. 
Lawrence. Allison. You have to tell 
me. What... 


Lawrence: Standard procedure calls 
for a follow up course of 72 hours 


sensory deprivation. Make your 
peace if you can. Bob, we can call it 
a night. 


+ [Oct 2007-Sep 2014] 


Transcript: During their incarceration, 
SCP-2054 Adelaide/Baltimore were at times 
allowed to communicate via CCTV. In mind of 
the so-called Ypsilanti experiment,’ it was 
hoped that this might provoke the impostor 
and help resolve which was the authentic Dr. 
F 


Adelaide: They'll figure it out, you 
know. Eventually. They're very 
motivated. 


Baltimore: You're very funny. Don't 
you realize? I'm the only one you 
can't fool. 


Adelaide: |In the end, they'll Keep you 
alive. But they will dissect you. 
Whether it's performed with or 
without anesthetic is under your 
control. 


Baltimore: You won't succeed in 
shocking me. And I'm not going to 
play this game. 


Adelaide: \'m not trying to shock you. 


Baltimore: \'m guessing you've 
provided them with my entire life- 
story. And that it's verbatim, the same 
as mine. | suppose, well it's possible, 
you might not be aware you're an 
impostor. Maybe a form of... of... that 
assimilates periodically, but isn't 


completely aware of what it's... for... 
like Lawrence Harvey. In the 
Manchurian Candidate. An oblivious 
double-agent. 


Adelaide: How fascinating. You 
realize the same applies to you. 


Baltimore: Ha! 
Adelaide: "Ha!" 


Baltimore: Go fuck yourself. 


Baltimore: ...its not supposed to be... 
airtight. 


Adelaide: They think that copying the 
head of the project just as the 
investigation got under way 
demonstrates evil intent. mens rea, 
as it were. 


Baltimore: Not necessarily. Maybe it's 
its way of attempting communication. 
Or to understand. An initial response. 
Afterwards... 


Adelaide: That's convenient. 


Baltimore: Maybe you're right. Too 
convenient. Too close to exactly what 
would be most convenient for us. 


Adelaide: Try this: The fact that | saw 
a bright light, whatever, and you 
didn't — maybe you were concussed. 
That would explain why you don't 
remember that part. You were hit 
pretty hard.