Addendum: SCP-3864 was recovered on 5/18 by MTF Eta-10 
from [REDACTED], Virginia. The Foundation became aware of 
SCP-3864’s existence when Foundation staff planted in local police 
units were notified of multiple missing persons reports supposedly 
linked to viewing a painting. Upon securing SCP-3864, members of 
MTF Eta-10 were able to confirm with neighboring residents that 
SCP-3864-1 was in fact the man who owned the house SCP-3864 
was recovered from. All those who confirmed this later appeared in 
SCP-3864, having viewed it directly. A Class-C amnestic was 
administered to all neighboring residents to cover the 
disappearances. 


+ Show Interview Logs 

Interview A — 5/21/17 
Subject A: D-3976 
Subject B: SCP-3864-1 (formerly D-3977) 
Interviewer: Dr. Taylor Itkin 


Foreword: Subject B has only recently 
appeared in SCP-3864. Subject A and Subject 
B are former cellmates. Subject A has been 
instructed to attempt contact with Subject B. A 
high-gain microphone has been placed in front 
of SCP-3864. Interviewer is speaking to 
Subject A through an earpiece. 


<Begin Log> 

Interviewer: Please approach SCP-3864. 
Subject A: Terry? 

Subject B: [INCOMPREHENSIBLE] 
Subject A: What? (To Interviewer) | can’t 
understand what he’s saying. 
Interviewer: Then get closer. To it. 


Subject A: Terry, are you there? 


Subject B: [INCOMPREHENSIBLE] 


Subject A: | can’t understand him! The damn 
veil is muffling his voice. 


Muffled conversation between researchers 


Interviewer: You may remove the cloth from 
SCP-3864. Make sure your goggles are on. 


Heavy thud as the veil hits the floor 


Subject B: Jesus, finally! | can’t breathe 
behind that thing. 


Subject A: Terry? 


Subject B: Who else would it be, dipshit? 


Subject A: Christ, | didn’t think I’d hear from 
you again! 

Subject B: Is it the fact that I’m made of paint? 
It’s the fact that I’m made of paint, isn’t it? 


Interviewer: Ask it if it knows what happened. 


Subject A: Does, uh, does that mean you 
know what happened? 


Subject B: If you mean becoming part of a 
painting, yeah, | know what happened. 


Interviewer: Why isn’t this fact alarming to it? 
Ask it that. 


Subject A: You seem rather calm about it, you 
know. 


Subject B: Lenny, in all honesty, if | had to 
choose between possible Keter testing and 
being stuck inside a damn painting? I’m fine 
where | am. It’s not that bad in here. | do kind 
of miss burgers, though. 


Subject A: Burgers? 


Subject B: | would ki// for a bacon 
cheeseburger right now. 


Interviewer: Ask it if it needs to eat to survive. 
Subject A: Um, why? Are you hungry? 
Subject B: Not really. | just love fucking 


cheeseburgers, man. You know that. 


Subject A: Yeah, especially after you almost 
got killed after you mouthed off to that guard 
who wanted yours. 


Subject B: Noone messes with my fucking 
burger, Len. Noone. 


Subject A: | wouldn’t get between you and 
your burger if someone were pointing a gun to 
my head and telling me to. 


Subject B: See, you know how to keep 
yourself safe then. 


Subject A and Subject B share a laugh 


Subject B: Oh, man, do you remember that 
time Dug tried to bribe a guard to get out of 
Keter duty? 


Subject A: Yeah! Oh, man, he was so close, 
too. Too bad the guy’s supervisor came along. 


Subject B: Yeah, has that guy been back? 


Subject A: Who, the guard? No, my guess is 
that he got fired or terminated or some shit. 


Subject B: Bah, | feel no pity for him. Bastards 
are always shoving their guns in our faces, 
why should | give a fuck about him? 


Subject A: My sentiments exactly. 


Subject B: ...If only Kelly hadn't actually 
gotten away with bribing his way out... 


Subject A: Hey, something great came out of 
that, didn’t it? We- 


Interviewer: Alright, ask it if it’s comfortable 
where it is. 


Subject A: ...Listen, Terry... you’re not, like, 
you're not in pain or anything, right? You’re 
okay? 


Subject B: | mean, I’m comfortable enough. 
I’m just... lonely, | guess. No one’s here with 
me and most of the time that fucking cloth is 
covering my face. 


Subject A: I’m sorry, man... | miss you, for 
what it’s worth. 


Subject B: | miss you too! 


Subject A: I’m sorry you’re stuck in there, 


Terry. 


Subject B: It’s not your fault, Len. My goggles 
malfunctioned. No one could have called it. 


Subject A: Still... 


Subject B: Well, maybe... 


Subject A: Maybe what? 


Subject B: Maybe... you could come in with 
me? 


Interviewer: Get out of the containment 
chamber. Now. 


Subject A: Terry... I- | miss you, man, but | 
can't. 


Subject B: Why not? I’m so alone, Len... 
Interviewer: Get him out of there. End the 
recording. 


<End Log> 


Closing Statement: SCP-3864 was covered 
with the cloth and Subject A allowed to return 
to his cell to rest. Further testing authorized by 
[REDACTED]. 


Interview B — 5/24/17 
Subject A: D-3976 


Subject B: SCP-3864-1 (formerly D-3977) 


Interviewer: Dr. Taylor Itkin 


Foreword: Subject A has been instructed to 
reestablish contact with Subject B. Interviewer 
is speaking to Subject A through an ear piece. 
SCP-3864 has already been uncovered. 


<Begin Log> 
Subject B: Lenny! You're back! 
Subject A: You can see me? 


Subject B: | may be in a painting, but whoever 
painted me was kind enough to give me eyes. 


Interviewer: ls SCP-3864-1 insinuating that 
another entity actually paints SCP-3864? 


Subject A: Someone painted you? 
Subject B: What? 


Subject A: You said whoever painted you 
gave you eyes. 


Subject B: It was a joke, idiot. 
Subject A: Oh. 


Interviewer: Ask it if time is passing. We want 
to know how time passes in the painting’s 
world. 


Subject A: Uh, so, Terry, what have you been 
doing the last couple of days? Eating 
cheeseburgers? 


Subject B: Oh, yeah, because | have access 
to- wait, the last couple of days? How fucking 
long have | been in here? 


Subject A: About a week, man. 
Subject B: A week? Jesus... 
Subject A: How could you not know? 


Subject B: | don’t know! | mean... the sun 
never goes down. At least not that | can see. | 
mean, there’s only 2 windows. 


Subject A: Can't you go outside? 


Subject B: There’s no door. It’s like- | can see 
outside, | can see that there’s this whole world, 
but... this room is all I’m able to be in. 


Interviewer: Has it not attempted escaping the 
room? 


Subject A: Have you tried breaking the 
window or something? Getting out? 


Subject B: Either |’m really weak or everything 
is sort of, like, bolted down or something. | 
can't lift any of the furniture. And | tried 
ramming the walls and stuff with my body 
but... nothing. That’s not even the weirdest 
part, Len. 


Interviewer: Get it to elaborate. 
Subject A: What is, then? 


Subject B: | know they’ve said Il’mina 
painting, but everything here looks real. Until | 
look out the window. Outside is... 


Subject A: Outside is what? 


Subject B: Well, it’s paint. It looks like it’s 
painted on a backdrop. 


Several moments of silence 
Subject B: Do you remember that night? 


Subject A: Which night? There are a lot of 
them. 


Subject B: The one a couple months ago. You 
were filling in for Kelly when he got out of 
Keter duty. 


Subject A: Oh... that night. 


Subject B: After that day of testing, | was just 
happy to be alive- 


Subject A: Terry... 


Subject B: And- and after you almost got hurt, 
| just- 


Subject A: Terry- 


Subject B: | fe/t things, Len. I’ve never felt like 
that before. 


Subject A: ...| did too. 

Subject B: Lenny, |- 

Subject A: Don’t say it, Terry. 
Subject B: | want to say it, Len. I- 


Subject A: Don't say it, Terry. You know | do, 
too, but... 


Subject B: But what? 


Subject A: You're in a damn painting, Terry. 
You're a piece of art and I’m... here. 


Subject B: | may be in a painting, but | still 


have feelings. | love you, Lenny. 
Subject A: Terry... 
<End Log> 


Closing Statement: At this point, Subject A 
was showing clear signs of distress. Interview 
was ended by Dr. Taylor Itkin. Subject A was 
allowed to return to his cell and rest. Further 
testing authorized by [REDACTED]. 


+ Show Incident Log 
Incident A — 5/29/17 


A third interview between D-3976 and 
SCP-3864-1 (formerly known as D-3977) was 
attempted. Upon entering the containment 
chamber, SCP-3864-1 was able to convince 
D-3976 to “join” it inside of SCP-3864. D-3976 
removed his infrared goggles, declaring his 
love for SCP-3864-1. Further contact between 
SCP-3864-1 and any person(s) to have been 
close to them is prohibited by order of 
[REDACTED]. 


+ Show Test Log 
Test Log 1 - 10/29/2017 


Procedure: A group of 5 D-Class personnel! 
were given direct visual exposure of SCP-3864 
at the same time. 


Outcome: D-3975 was the only subject to 
appear as SCP-3864-1. Communication with 
SCP-3864-1 was continuous for approximately 
6 minutes before it was able to convince Dr. 
[REDACTED] to remove his goggles. Dr. 


oversaw this round of testing is getting a serious reprimand. The 
same goes for whoever leaked its video logs to the staff. - Dr. Blast 


Item: One mature SCP-504 tomato 

Subject: Television playing the SNL Sarah Palin and Hillary Clinton 
skit. 

Result: Tomato reacted as if 'confused': slow-motion video shows 
three separate bursts of speeds in excess of 200mph, two 
incidences of motion at normal throwing speeds, and one 
unprecedented instance of backward motion, all in the one 
trajectory. Dr. King hypothesises that the tomato was unsure 
whether or not to 'take it seriously’. 


Item: One mature SCP-504 tomato 

Subject: A portable computer playing a pre-recorded engineering 
joke. 

Transcript: "2009 is going to be a complex year. We already know 
the real part; we still have to find the imaginary part". 

Result: Supersonic blast detected; computer was completely 
vaporized by the tomato's kinetic energy. Sensor readings indicate 
an approximate speed of 3500 km/h (2174 mph). 


Item: One mature SCP-504 tomato 

Subject: A portable computer playing a partial audio recording of 
the Monty Python sketch "The Funniest Joke in the World”. 
Transcript: "Wenn ist das Nunstruck git und Slotermeyer? Ja! 
Beiherhund das Oder die Flipperwaldt gersput!" 

Result: Tomato explodes. Debris clocked at 137 mph. Computer 
heavily coated by debris. Keyboard ruined by exposure to liquid 
matter - all other components proved functional after cleanup. 


Item: One mature SCP-504 tomato 
Subject: A portable computer playing the text of SCP-904 
Result: [DATA EXPUNGED] 


« SCP-503 | SCP-504 | SCP-505 » 


[REDACTED] remains the current SCP-3864-1 
instance at this time. 


Conclusion: SCP-3864 is able to loosely 
control or influence SCP-3864-1 to “lure” prey. 
Further testing pending O5 approval. 


Footnotes 
1. D-3971 through D-3975 


SCP-3866: Youth In Asia by dado 


Item #: SCP-3866 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: All known instances of 
SCP-3866 are to be kept in a secure container at Site-23. Testing 
may only take place if a long-term humanoid containment pod is 
available. 


Description: SCP-3866 refers to a group of unmarked 
pharmaceutical tablets recovered during the raid of an amateur 
medical facility in Palm Beach, Florida (See Addendum SCP-3866-1 
for details). 


Ingestion of SCP-3866 causes the subject to immediately enter a 
hibernation-like state, lowering brain activity immensely and slowing 
the subject's heart-rate to approximately one beat every thirty-four 
days. It is currently unknown exactly how long an individual can 
survive in this state, although estimates project that a human can 
survive for at least 3,000 years!. There is no known method to 
achieve this state with modern medical equipment. 


Addendum SCP-3866-1: On 04/18/20 , MTF Epsilon-6 ("Village 
Idiots") commenced an investigation of an unnamed amateur 
medical facility offering euthanasia in Palm Beach, Florida. The 
majority of the patients who approached the facility sought 
physician-assisted suicide. The investigation was initiated after the 
onset of an OK-Class end-of-death scenario. Due to the nature of 
the Scenario, it was necessary to determine if the operation was 
fraudulent or anomalous. 


Monitoring of the facility showed that the operation was, to some 
degree, both fraudulent and anomalous. It did not terminate the 
patients, and what results it did achieve, were obtained through 
anomalous means. Once patients ingested SCP-3866, employees of 


the facility would bury the body behind the facility. 


MTF Epsilon-6 raided the facility on 04/29/20 , and apprehended all 
personnel. This included the leader of the operation, Jacob 
Possman. A series of text messages were recovered from 
Possman's phone between him and an individual labeled in 
Possman's contacts as "dado". 


Ok, | was told to message you directly about details about 


yes. spoke with bening. good talk. 


uthanasia? y u need asian pills? 


like cyanide? 


oO. yes yes i have pill 4 u. longest sleep. 


depends on wether. i dont like rain. 


no fun walking in rain. would have to deliver on different day. 


u asked how long for me to get to you. 


o. they done. 


yes. 


hamster still asleep. 


this is y u trust dado. 


ask bening. be there soon. 


Interrogation of Possman yielded the exact address of the meeting. 
At the address was a small apartment containing only a phone, a 
half-eaten donut, three empty Amazon delivery boxes, and a 
mattress. 


Addendum SCP-3866-2: Between 07/03/20 and 07/16/20 , 
civilians reported vocalizations from the area behind the medical 
facility, generally in the form of screaming, weeping, or retching. 
Investigation into the disturbance determined that the noise was 
caused by 541 buried ex-patients of the medical facility, 491 of 
which had been buried without a casket. After the patients were 
exhumed, medical personnel extracted all soil, minerals, and insects 
from their bodies to remove evidence of the event. Personnel then 
administered the patients amnestics, and returned them to society 
with appropriate cover stories. 


Footnotes 

1. This assumes the subject is a baseline human and is given an 
adequate oxygen and nutrition supply 

2. Denoted below as the text in red. 


SCP-3868: Constitution Saving Throw 


Item #: SCP-3868 
Object Class: Keter 


Special Containment Procedures: At least one physical and digital 
copy of each SCP-3868-A iteration is to be hosted at Site-43's 
Archival Wing. Due to the low quantity of physical copies of the 
Constitution of New Zealand outside of Foundation control, those 
replaced by SCP-3868-A iterations may be passed off as hoaxes or 
confiscated by Foundation assets embedded in the local police 
force. Online copies of SCP-3868-A should be taken down through 
standard protocols. 


SCP-3868-B instances, once conclusively identified, should be 
detained and sent to Site-43 for further questioning regarding 
Contingency 73-Waitangi. For the sake of containment, SCP-3868-B 
instances are non-anomalous and should be treated as E-Class 
employees, i.e. sequestered from the general staff population, but 
still treated as Foundation members. 


Liaisons with the Department of Temporal Anomalies should be 
notified of any developments with regards to 73-Waitangi and 
information associated with SCP-3868. In the case of a K-Class 
Scenario occuring as a result of 73-Waitangi, the text of the 
Constituion of New Zealand should be updated to the latest iteration 
of SCP-3868-B where possible.