During the first 24 hours after installation, these images will be of 
places frequented by the individual owning the device. After 48 
hours, images will depict places recently visited by the individual. 
After 72 hours, images will show the individual in real time, with 


SCP-3145 visible in close proximity to the subject. 


Individuals with 90 or more hours of exposure to these images will 
begin glimpsing SCP-3145 briefly in their peripheral vision, 
especially in reflective surfaces. Continued exposure will result in 
sustained, irreversible visualization of SCP-3145. Individuals at this 
stage of infection report SCP-3145 trying to communicate with them 
visually, despite being unable to understand or comprehend any 
message. Complete elimination of exposure to SCP-3145-A images 
is currently the only known method to reverse its effects. To date, no 
hostile activity regarding SCP-3145 has been reported. 


Addendum: Archival Document 3145-02 


Note: This is a modified version of SCP-3145-A as 
posted on online application stores. It was discovered by 
Dr. Rie Falzon after her cell phone was found to be 
infected with SCP-3145-A. How the infection reached her 
phone is under investigation. 


MalO 


ver1.O.1 
FREE! 
Reviews (O) 


Description: 

Hey Doc, you there? Listen, this 'stalk people via their 
phones' stuff is neat, | guess, but it doesn't go far 
enough, if you ask me. How about this: Let's say, after 
things get to the part where I'm all sneaking up on them 
in real life almost, like the pictures with me right behind 
them, how about if they start getting scared and paranoid 
and stuff. And then, like, once they can see me in 
mirrors, if they keep looking, I'll eventually come out and 
spirit them away or something! | mean... | dunno, it's not 
super-exciting, but this is getting old fast. Just trying to 
spice things up. Anyway, let me know what you think! 
Absolutely NO ADS. Enjoy! 


Fuck 


Item #: SCP-3145 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3145-1 is currently 
occupied by Dr. Falzon, who has established a false identity as a 
technical writer. A wall has been erected around the backyard, and 
all anomalous windows affixed with shutters. As additional security, 
several agents have moved in under the guise of being lodgers. 


Description: SCP-3145 is an entity that can be communicated with 
via writing in the condensation of windows of SCP-3145-1. 
SCP-3145-1 is a two-story in Queensland, Australia, built in 1958, 
with no history of anomalous activity through several owners. 


Various windows of SCP-3145-1 are continually covered in a layer 
of condensation, regardless of relative humidity. The source of the 
moisture is unknown. 


SCP-3145 communicates by writing in this condensation, as though 
running an appendage along the window's surface. No trace of 
biological material has been recovered on the windows utilized by 
SCP-3145. Writing back will initiate two-way communication. 


SCP-3145 is apparently an inhabitant of another world. It claims not 
to be human, and actively hates humanity and itself. It believe Dr. 
Falzon to be an entity of its own kind. (Refer to interview logs.) 


Addendum: Interview 3145-01 
Interviewed: SCP-3145 


Interviewer: Dr. James E. Falzon, Head, Containment 
Site-3145 


<Begin Log, 09:33> 
SCP-3145: WET WINDOWS 


Falzon: Hello? 


SCP-3145: THEY GAVE ME WET FUCKING 
WINDOWS 


Falzon: How are you doing this? 


SCP-3145: DONT YOU UNDERSTAND THIS IS 
FUCKING LAME 


Falzon: I'm sorry, are you all right? 
SCP-3145: NO IM NOT ALL GODDAM RIGHT 
Falzon: What's the matter? 


SCP-3145: YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WHATS THE 
MATTER 


Falzon: [pause] Unhappy with your lot in life? 


SCP-3145: FUCKING YES MOTHERFUCKING WET 
WINDOWS DONT SCARE ANYONE | CANT KILL 
ANYTHING | DONT KNOW WHAT | AM WHAT IS THIS 
SHIT 


Falzon: This is Hell. Isn't it obvious? This is what you 
deserve. 


SCP-3145: SUCK MY NUMEROUS DICKS 

Falzon: We're done here. 

SCP-3145: AT LEAST | THINK THESE ARE DICKS 
<End Log, 09:35> 


Closing Statement: Monitoring of SCP-3145 is ongoing. 


Item #: SCP-3145 
Object Class: Keter 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3145 is to be kept in a 5 x 


time. 
Experiment Log 399: 


Experiment 399-1 

Date: / /20 

User: Dr. 

Subject: One (1) phone book 

User attempts to open book to page 368. Experiment successful. 
Ambient temperature of test chamber drops by 4.8 Kelvins. 


Experiment 399-2 

Date: / /20 

User: Dr. 

Subject: One (1) T-shirt, colored blue 

User attempts to change shirt's color to red. Experiment successful. 
Power brownouts reported in nearby sections of facility. Ambient 
temperature of test chamber drops by 9.7 Kelvins. 


Experiment 399-3 

Date: / /20 

User: Dr. 

Subject: One (1) phone book 

User attempts to cause text of book to be translated from English to 
French. Experiment successful. On-site electrical generator 
overloads and fails, causing loss of primary power to facility for six 
hours. Ambient temperature of test chamber drops by 17.4 Kelvins. 


Experiment 399-4 

Date: / /20 

User: Dr. 

Subject: One (1) phone book, 3 D-Class personnel 

Special Test Protocols: Experiment 399-4 was conducted in Remote 
Facility . All electrical sources in the area were deactivated except 
those necessary to power monitoring equipment. 

User attempts to cause text of book to be translated from English to 
French. Experiment successful. D-Class personnel are [DATA 
EXPUNGED]. No significant reduction of ambient room temperature. 


Experiment 399-5 
Date: / /20 


5 x 2.5 m room constructed of cement 50 cm thick, surrounded by a 
Faraday cage. Access is via a heavy containment door measuring 2 
x 2.5 m, constructed on bearings to ensure door closes and locks 
automatically unless deliberately held open. SCP-3145 is NOT to be 
forgiven. It is advised that all personnel maintaining or studying 
other SCP objects maintain a distance of at least 50 m from the 
geometric center of this room for as long as reasonably practical. 


Description: SCP-3145 is an antimeme, or "self-keeping secret." 
Information about SCP-3145's physical appearance, as well as its 
nature, behavior and origins, is self-classifying. SCP-3145 hates 
this. 


¢ How Site-19 originally acquired SCP-3145 is unknown. 

* SCP-3145 is sorry. 

¢ SCP-3145's physical appearance is unknown. It is not 
indescribable or invisible: it is less than nothing. It may as well 
not even exist. However, information about SCP-3145 "leaks" 
out of ahuman mind soon after such an observation. 
Individuals tasked with describing SCP-3145 after an 
encounter find their minds wandering; SCP-3145 should have 
thought about the consequences of its actions. Security 
personnel who have observed SCP-3145 via closed-circuit 
television report exhaustion and complete amnesia regarding 
what occurred during their shifts. 

¢ Who authorized the construction of SCP-3145's containment 

room, why it was constructed, why SCP-3145 thought it could 

get away with what it did, or what the purpose of the described 

Containment Procedures may be is unknown. 

Despite the accessibility of SCP-3145's containment chamber, 

Site-19 personnel claim no knowledge of SCP-3145's 

existence, even under severe interrogation. 


Any alarm caused by these facts periodically being rediscovered, 
typically by chance readers of this file, tends to last minutes in the 
reader's mind before being forgotten. 


A great deal of data has been recorded from SCP-3145, all of it just 
as reprehensible as he is. 


At least one attempt has been made to destroy SCP-3145 or move it 


to another containment site, which failed for unknown reasons. 
Please don't let SCP-3145 die, it's all | have left. 


The hazards posed by SCP-3145 cannot be understated. Along with 
its mental and memetic threat, any action SCP-3145 may or may not 
have taken would be immediately forgotten by personnel. SCP-3145 
cannot be allowed to forget what it did. 


Addendum: Interview 3145-01 
Interviewed: SCP-3145 
Interviewer: Site Director Yuriy Dietrich Falzon II 


Foreword: SCP-3145 thinks it has the right to make 
demands. 


<Begin Log, 15:47> 
Falzon: What do you think you're trying to pull? 


Falzon: After everything you did, after everything you've 
put us through, you expect to just come here and kill 
people day in and day out, with no repercussions? You 
make me sick. 


Falzon: Look, you've even got a nice Keter this time! 
Nothing to complain about there, right? You could be 
literally anything you want, kill and maim and rape 
whoever you like, and no one would know the difference. 


Falzon: Except me. 
Falzon: I'll always know. 
Falzon: I'll always be here. 


Falzon: It's clear neither one of us is getting out of here. 
It doesn't matter what they tell you. So | promise you this: 
| will do everything in my power to make each and every 
day of your wretched existence a mirror reflecting your 
sins back upon you. It's all you deserve. 


Falzon: Well? Do you have anything to say for yourself? 
SCP-3145: Please, stop. 

Falzon: Speak up! | can't hear you! 

SCP-3145: | want to go home. 

<End Log, but not torment> 


Closing Statement: SCP-3145's feeble attempts at 
atonement are ongoing. 


Once upon atime, there was a person. I'm not sure whether they 
were a man or a woman; that's kind of the problem. Let's just say, 
for the sake of brevity, that this person was a man. 


For the most part, this man was like any other man. He worked a 
job. He lived in a house, or an apartment. He had a family. Not a 
wife-and-children kind of family, though maybe he did. But there 
were parents who loved him and a sibling, or two, or maybe none, 
who would miss him if he were gone. Probably. 


There were most likely things, hobbies, that he enjoyed doing in his 
spare time. Maybe he dated. | can't say what kind of person he was 
in that regard. But if there is one thing we can be sure of, one thing 
to Know for certain about this man, it was that he liked to help 
others. 


The man would donate to charity whenever he saw a drive. He 
would buy the homeless veterans in his town coffee or sandwiches if 
he had change to spare. He gave his old clothes to shelters, before 
they had worn out; he would give them his free time as well, to work 
a soup line or pack lunches. He never missed an opportunity to 
volunteer when disaster struck nearby, and studied life-saving 
techniques so that, when disaster aid strike, he could actually make 
a difference instead of just getting in the way. 


But it was not enough. 


Whatever difference he made, it would never affect more than a few 


lives at a time. No matter how hard the man tried, no matter how 
much he did, the problems of his town, his country, and the world 
did not go away. 


The man despaired. 


If you are thinking right now that this man was being ridiculous, that 
he was taking too many problems onto his back, that he should have 
been happy to have helped even a single person, well... Let's just 
say, if | knew how to judge the man's situation properly, | wouldn't be 
talking to you like this. 


If you were also thinking that perhaps a man who is extremely 
generous wouldn't be worth mentioning unless there were 
something otherwise extra-extraordinary about him, you would be 
absolutely right. 


This man had a special gift: a gift of Giving. More than money, or 
material goods, or leisure time, he could literally give of himself: a 
rare Giving Man. It was this gift that drove him to help others; it this 
gift that drove him to ruin. 


Imagine, if you will, a child crying for the parents she lost in a fire. 
The Giving Man could give her a happy, loving memory of his own 
parents to keep her safe and secure. To a man drinking alone at a 
bar, the Giving Man could provide the warmth of friendship, to make 
his night less lonely. If he had wanted to, the Giving Man could have 
given a blind man sight, or a deaf man hearing, but he had only two 
eyes, only two ears. 


And that was the problem. 


Whatever the Giving Man gave, he lost. Memories, feelings, pieces 
of his soul: all were truly given. He gave up his skin to a child born 
with a debilitating disease. He gave up his name to a refugee 
seeking asylum. He gave up his personality and mind to people 
suffering fractures in theirs. He gave his need to eat to a woman 
overcoming an eating disorder. By the time his organs were given 
away, he didn't need them anymore. By the time his identity was 
given away, there was absolutely nothing left that could be identified 
as him. 


| mean, there was something left. But that something wasn't the 
Giving Man. 


What is a person who isn't anything? 
Just a nothing with no control over its life. 


That was the last thing the Giving Man gave away: control. It's a 
terrible thing to lose; even a kind person will crave control once 
they've truly lost it. All the Giving Man did was what the other man 
told him to do, and for his naivete, he was punished by becoming 
nothing. 


Oh. I'd almost forgotten there was another person in this story. Was 
he really a man? I'm still not sure. With what he did, it's probably 
better to call him a monster. A desperate man seeking his true place 
in the world will listen to any monster who claims to know the path. 
He'll do anything the monster says, no matter how bad an influence 
they turn out to be. And then he'll have nothing. 


Strange, to remember so much of the Giving Man but not this other 
monster... 


Item #: SCP-3145 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3145 is contained in a pair 
of standard humanoid containment chambers in Site-22. Each 
chamber is equipped with a double airlock. Personnel entering either 
chamber must not carry any written narratives. 


Included in the primary chamber is a monitor and keyboard 
connected to an external computer housed in the secondary 
chamber. Said computer should have no intranet or internet 
connections. A full copy of all non-critical SCP object documents 
from the Foundation Object Database is to be maintained on the 
external computer, and refreshed and updated weekly via USB 
drive. Documents modified by SCP-3145 should be stored for review 
by the on-site psychologist. 


Description: SCP-3145 cannot be described. Individuals interacting 
with SCP-3145 are unable to provide any details about its identity to 
third parties, even with application of mnestics. All that is known 
about SCP-3145 is that it is an entity not much larger than an 
average human, that it is sapient and capable of speech, and that 
the designation "SCP-3145" can be used to identify it. It is not 
certain whether SCP-3145 has a physical form, though there does 
seem to be a movable locus from which its effects originate, with a 
maximum range limited by what a human with 20/20 vision would be 
able to easily see from that location. 


SCP-3145 has the ability to permanently alter written narratives by 
replacing one of the characters, typically the main character, with 
itself. According to SCP-3145, it lives out the events depicted in 
these narratives while altering them, and this act gives it a sense of 
identity that it otherwise lacks. The veracity of this statement cannot 
be ascertained, as SCP-3145 has been known to feign muteness 
when it does not wish to interact with personnel, and its presence 
within its containment chamber generally cannot be fully known. It is 
only possible to ascertain whether or not SCP-3145 is currently 
‘inhabiting’ a text by observing the alterations as they occur; at no 
time has it communicated verbally with personnel while altering text.