Following the conclusion of Silver Event A, the subject will 
return to SCP-3444-1, which will then travel a further 8 
kilometers to SCP-3444-3. This process will repeat itself 
through the train stations designated SCP-3444-3 to 
SCP-3444-8. These stations are all identical to SCP-3444, 
with the exception of variations in the signage; the name of 
the station appears to be different in each station. 8 kilometers 
after leaving SCP-3444-8, SCP-3444-1 will arrive at 
SCP-3444, which will remanifest in the town of Nowhere (with 
some minor alterations detailed below). A brief Silver Event 
will occur here, before the subject leaves the station. 


* The cognitohazardous effect will then be removed from the 
subject, and SCP-3444 will demanifest. 


References to SCP-3444 first appear in October 19273, when an 
article about a "disappearing train station" appeared in the Capital 
Journal. The anomaly only came to the attention of the Foundation 
in 2003, when it was stumbled upon by researchers noting strong 
fluctuations in the area's Hume field. 


Below are details of SCP-3444-2 to -8, as well as the Silver Events 
taking place within them. Each Experiment Log gives an account of 
a particular subject's experience at a particular station; a brief 
summary of the events in the rest of the stations they visit is 
included in each log. 


SCP-3444-2 opens onto a predominantly rural landscape. A single 
building will be present somewhere close to SCP-3444-2; beyond 
this, the landscape appears to stretch on indefinitely, with little or no 
variation. Located within the building will be SCP-3444-9-A, 
ordinarily a genetic copy of one of the subject's parents+. The 


subject will feel compelled to enter the building, converse briefly with 
SCP-3444-9-A, and then return to SCP-3444-1. 


SCP-3444-9-A will admonish the subject for failing to live up to their 
duties at home, and encourage them to follow a traditional career 
path within the local community (despite the apparent lack of one 
within the locale). SCP-3444-9-A will also frequently disparage the 
subject's aspirations for the future. 


Please consult Experiment Log 3444-5 for more information. 
Experiment Log 3444-5: Section 2 


Subject: D-3150, a male from Lancashire, UK, convicted 
of arson. D-3150 was a failed ska musician who, having 
fallen into poverty, was paid by a local gangster to burn 
down the homes of several individuals indebted to him. 


<Begin Log> 


Control: Alright, D-3150, please exit the 
station. 


D-3150: Uh, sure. Fine by me. 


D-3150 leaves SCP-3444-2. The landscape 
appears to be a Lancastrian livestock farm, 
with a small cottage present about 500 m 
away. D-3150 suddenly stops, apparently 
startled. 


Control: D-3150? Is everything alright? 


D-3150: Yeah, it's just- this looks exactly like 
home. The hills are just like those next to 
Mum's old farm! Where the hell am |? | was in 
America someplace! 


Control: Please relax, D-3150. Walk towards 
the cottage. 


D-3150: Uh- sure. It'd be nice to see 


somewhere homely again. 


D-3150 walks towards the cottage. After 15 
minutes without interruption, he reaches the 
door. The cottage is small and made of stone, 
like many such cottages in the north-west of 
England. 


D-3150: Heh. Funny, really. Never thought I'd 
be in this part of the world again, after | left for 
the city. 


Control: Just enter the cottage, please. 
D-3150: Yeah, yeah, OK. 


D-3150 enters the cottage. It is furnished ina 
style reminiscent of 1970s England, although it 
is only the size of a single room. In a rocking- 
chair in the center of the cottage sits 
SCP-3444-9-A, apparently in the form of 
D-3150's mother. 


D-3150: M-Mum?! What are you doing here? 
What is this? 


SCP-3444-9-A: Oh, it's you, is it? Out making 
trouble again? You should be helping me here. 


D-3150: M-mum... you died, you're dead! You 
died years ago! 


SCP-3444-9-A: | did no such thing! I've been 
here! As you should have been. Honestly, you 
with all your dreams of going to the city. 
There's cows to milk! Go and milk them! 


D-3150: But, but Mum, | can do that later... 
there's so much that I- that we- I'm sorry, 
Mum, I'm sorry about ev- 


SCP-3444-9-A: Oh, hush your noise! Go and 


unanswered until | can conduct a more thorough internal 
examination. 


milk the cows. We're not going to make ends 
meet sitting here doing nothing. Go on with 
you! 


D-3150: <shouting> You never got me, did 
you, Mum! | had dreams! | had ambitions! 
Instead, | was stuck here, milking your cows, 
until finally | couldn't take it any more! What 
kind of man did you expect I'd grow into when 
all | got from you was apathy! 


SCP-3444-9-A: You are a rude and insolent 
child. | raised you! | taught you how to farm! | 
gave you nothing but love an affection, boy, 
and look how you've turned out! Go and milk 
the cows. It's all you're good for. 


D-3150: |, erm, ahhh.... yes Mum. I'll go now. 


D-3150 leaves the cottage, and begins walking 
back to SCP-3444-2. 


Control: D-3150, where are you going? We 
had more questions we wished to ask the 
insta- 


D-3150: Yeah, | know, | know, good behaviour 
and everything... but this feels right, you 
know? I've got to get away here. There's stuff | 
want to do in Manchester. That's where things 
are really happening, you know? It's just a few 
miles on the train... 


<End Log> 
Summary of Subsequent Silver Events: 


¢ At SCP-3444-3 (BRIGHT LIGHTS), the station 
opened onto a recreation of 1980s Manchester, 
but one which appeared to be significantly more 
prosperous and well-maintained than Manchester 


was during that period. D-3150 walked through 
several record shops before returning to 
SCP-3444-3. 


At SCP-3444-4 (HARDSHIP), the station opened 
onto a recreation of a 1980s slum in Manchester. 
D-3150 gave an impassioned soliloquy about the 
difficulties of working at a laundromat when he 
wanted to become a renowned ska musician. 


At SCP-3444-5 (FIRST SIGHT), the station 
opened onto a discotheque. The SCP-3444-9-B 
instance was a female ska musician in her 
mid-30s. D-3150 and SCP-3444-9-B engaged in 
dancing for most of the duration of the Silver 
Event. 


At SCP-3444-6 (BIG BREAK), the station opened 
onto the office of a prominent record manager, 
who agreed to finance D-3150's ska record. 


At SCP-3444-7 (LOVE), the station opened onto a 
run-down motel on the outskirts of Manchester. 
SCP-3444-9-B gave an impassioned soliloquy 
about how she was being forced to leave 
Manchester; D-3150 then assured her that he 
would look after her. The two then checked into 
the motel, before engaging in sexual intercourse. 


At SCP-3444-8 (CLIMAX), the station opened onto 
the same version of Manchester as seen outside 
SCP-3444-3. D-3150, SCP-3444-9-B and a variety 
of SCP-3444-9 instances apparently representing 
D-3150's friends visited a variety of bars and clubs, 
imbibing several units of alcohol while there. 
D-3150 then returned to SCP-3444-8; D-3150's 
sobriety was immediately restored upon entering 
the station. 


At SCP-3444's second manifestation (WAKE UP), 
ska music could be heard before D-3150 left the 


station. 


Note: D-3150 has subsequently been released, and 
become a successful ska musician, headlining a musical 
group called "Ska Ska Land." 


SCP-3444-3 opens onto some form of open area within a city, 
ordinarily a marketplace or plaza. This area is usually brightly-lit and 
often elicits positive emotions of satisfaction or joy in the subject. A 
variety of SCP-3444-9 instances are present, often greeting the 
subject in a friendly fashion and offering to do business with them. 
The subject will feel compelled to walk across the area, often 
wandering into shops and conversing with the locals, before 
returning to SCP-3444-1. 


Please consult Experiment Log 3444-12 for more information. 
Experiment Log 3444-12: Section 3 


Subject: D-2072, a female from Chicago, Illinois, 
convicted of 1st degree murder of Mrs. Valerie 
Jacobson, the wife of John Jacobson, with whom she 
had been having an affair. D-2072 was noted to be an 
afficionado of the "noir" genre. Of particular note is the 
apparent absence of the effects of SCP-8900-EX once 
SCP-3444-1 left SCP-3444. 


Summary of Prior Silver Events: 


¢ At SCP-3444-2 (ORIGINS), the station opened 
onto a small country farm, with a farmhouse 
approximately 50m away from SCP-3444-2. The 
aesthetic of both farm and farmhouse were 
reminiscent of rural Illinois in the late 1940s. The 
SCP-3444-9-A instance- apparently a copy of 
D-2072's father- spoke in an accent and cadence 
reminiscent of 1940s Illinois. It became apparent in 
the subsequent Silver Events that the entirety of 
the Golden Event was set during the 1940s. 
SCP-3444-9-A implored D-2072 not to return to 


Chicago, and to stay as a farmer. D-2072 angrily 
rebuffed this advice, stating that she "had nothing 
to fear". 


<Begin Log> 


D-2072 exits SCP-3444-3. The environs she 
enters appears as a precise recreation of 
Haymarket Square, Chicago, in the early part 
of the 20th century, but significantly cleaner 
and containing significantly happier people. 
The weather is clear; SCP-8900-EX is still not 
active. 


Control: Alright, D-2072, you still with us? If 
so, please head to- 


At this point, a disembodied female voice- later 
determined to be a highly exaggerated version 
of D-2072's own voice- began to speak. It is 
believed that this was a form of SCP-3444-9 
instance, and is henceforth referred to as the 
"Voiceover" instance. 


Voiceover: Chicago. 1946. It'd been a long 
time since I'd been here last, but | didn't miss a 
single thing about it. The money. The whores. 
The booze. This city was a den of vice and 
whisky... and just my kinda town. 


Control: Wha- D-2072, is that you? 
D-2072: No, boss! | don't- 


Voiceover: On the surface, it looked nice- 
pretty streets, gleaming surfaces. But | know 
that beneath its surface, was the same scum, 
the same filth that shot and killed for just 
another fistful of dollars. 


At this point, smooth jazz began to be heard. 


Voiceover: | swore | was done with this game. 
Swore I'd stay out of it, go home, be a model 
daughter. But that's just not me. Every time | 
try to leave, it just keeps pulling me back. And 
this time, it was a 7-foot piece of meat and 
muscle called John Jacobson. 


D-2072: Wh-What? John? What the- 


Control: For God's sake, it's running a noir 
film. What is this, some Murphy Law shit 
again? 


Control is heard to audibly sigh. 


Control: Look, D-2072, if you're still with us, 
just try to interview some of the people around 
you, OK? Ask them about their lives- where 
they came from, how they got here. And try to 
ignore the voice. It’s just drawing from your 
own life, trying to make a narrative. 


D-2072: Um, OK, boss. Gotcha. 


D-2072 approaches a young boy, apparently 
around 10 years of age. 


D-2072: Umm... 


OK, listen, kid. | don't know if you know 
anything or not, but I've heard that there's 
some bad stuff going’ on this side of town. | 
need an informant. Whaddya say? I'll pay you 
a dollar a week. 


Control: Goddamnit, we've lost her. | thought 
we were really holding on this time. Alright, 
switching to observation mode. 


Boy: Aw, shucks, miss, that sounds like a real 
good plan. Jus' make it two dollars and we’ve 
got a deal. 


Voiceover: The kid was smart. Too smart. | 
could see it in his eyes; he’d seen too much for 
too short a life. Give him a few years and he’d 
end up just like me; too damn stubborn, too 
damn idealistic. He’d soon learn that ideals 
were for fools and liars. 


Control: This isn’t even good noir! Who wrote 
this? 


D-2072: <Passing two dollars to the boy> 
Done. And if | want you to tail someone, you 
tail them, OK? 


Boy: Gotcha, miss. 


Voiceover: Chicago. It might seem sunny and 
fantastic on the outside, but | knew it better 
than anyone. Capone might be gone but the 
city was still alive and kicking with the mud and 
misery. And | was just a two-bit dame caught 
up in the middle of it all. 


D-2072 enters a gun shop. 


D-2072: Hello, Henry. 


A male SCP-3444-9 instance in his late 40s, 
sporting a large handlebar moustache is 
behind the counter. 


Shopkeeper: D-2072. Well, | never. Didn’t 
think I’d ever see you again. 


D-2072: It’s just “Dee” now, Henry. Easier to 
replace on my door sign when it gets shot off. 


Shopkeeper: You've got a lot of nerve 
showing up here again after the Friar Boys 
framed you for murder. 


D-2072: Hey, Henry, you know me. | like to flirt 


with danger. Get me a Magnum. I’ve got a 
score to settle. 


Shopkeeper: Anything for you, Dee. 


The “Shopkeeper” instance exchanges a .357 
Magnum for a series of crumpled dollar bills. 
D-2072 stashes the magnum in a pocket, 
before heading for the door. 


D-2072: Be seein’ ya, Henry. Try to look out 
for yourself. 


D-2072 leaves the shop. 


Voiceover: You see, | wasn’t just anyone. | 
was Dee 2072, Private Eye. There was money 
and opportunity to be made here for anyone 
with a gun and a face like mine. And | was 
there for anyone with cash in hand, and a sob 
story to make me cry. 


D-2072 walks back to SCP-3444-3. The 
electric lights lighting the square begin to go 
out as she does so, until the square is 
completely dark. 


<End Log> 
Summary of Subsequent Silver Events: 


¢ At SCP-3444-4 (HARDSHIP), the station opened 
onto a small office in a tower block, apparently 
owned by D-2072. A male SCP-3444-9 instance 
resembling John Jacobson entered the office, and 
hired D-2072 to investigate the murder of his wife. 
D-2072 discussed various monetary and legal 
concerns with the "Jacobson" instance, before 
returning to SCP-3444-4. The "Voiceover" instance 
present at SCP-3444-3 continued to vocalise, 
describing the "Jacobson" instance as "trouble", 


and making objectifying comments about him as 
he came into the room. 


At SCP-3444-5 (FIRST SIGHT), the station 
opened onto a bar, apparently in a backstreet of 
downtown Chicago. SCP-3444-9-B was working 
as a barman, and spent much of the Silver Event 
flirting with D-2072. The "Voiceover" instance 
commented on the quality of the bar, the 
personalities of the SCP-3444-9 instances serving 
as the clientele, and engaged in objectification of 
SCP-3444-9-B. 


At SCP-3444-6 (BIG BREAK), the station opened 
onto a small apartment in downtown Chicago. 
D-2072 immediately began looking for clues. 
Eventually, D-2072 found fingerprints on a kettle, 
which she claimed proved that Jacobson was the 
killer. The "Voiceover" instance was not present in 
this Silver Event. 


At SCP-3444-7 (LOVE), the station opened onto a 
small motel on the outskirts of Chicago. D-2072 
checked into the hotel, before being joined by 
SCP-3444-9-B. The pair engaged in sexual 
intercourse, before discussing existentialist and 
nihilist philosophy while smoking cigarettes. The 
"Voiceover" instance was not present in this Silver 
Event. 


At SCP-3444-8 (CLIMAX), the station opened onto 
Haymarket Square again; the weather, however, 
had changed from a clear sky to heavy rain. 
D-2072 confronted the "Jacobson" instance in the 
street, who confessed to his wife's murder. D-2072 
shot the "Jacobson" instance, killing him. The 
"Voiceover" instance then expressed regret at the 
"turn things had been forced to take", before 
ruminating on the effect which life in Chicago has 
on human nature. 


« At SCP-3444's second manifestation (WAKE UP), 
the "Voiceover" instance summarised the events of 
the Golden Event, and expressed a hope that one 
day D-2072 would be exonerated. 


Note: D-2072 was subsequently exonerated, following a 
retrial which featured new evidence. John Jacobson was 
subsequently convicted of the murder. It was discovered 
that the police had purposely covered up DNA evidence 
found on a kettle in the Jacobsons' house in order to 
implicate D-2072.