SCP-2432's construction is designed in a way to induce a mind- 
altering effect on a guest, hereafter designated Subject, who sleeps 
overnight in SCP-2432. The walls of SCP-2432 can generate an 
oscillation that manipulates human brainwaves through an unknown 
process. This oscillation places subjects sleeping in SCP-2432 into 
a trance. Upon leaving, subjects are compelled to write a review of 
the A Hotel on a popular travel or business review site. 


The subject's experience will often be highly exaggerated, with 
praise for the various services and amenities provided by 
SCP-2432. Reviews will often be written in incoherent language, 
with frequent nonsensical or cryptic sentences. Subjects describe 
having no memories of writing each review. 


The reviews generated by subjects have a minor textual memetic 
property of varying strength. Any individual who reads a generated 
review will feel a desire to travel to State College and book 
SCP-2432 for an overnight stay. The most powerful memetic 
triggers have caused a 62% increase in bookings at the A Hotel. 


+ LEVEL 3 MEMETIC HAZARD TRAINING REQUIRED — EXAMPLE 


The following are examples of reviews generated by 
subjects on various travel and business reviews sites. 
Examples chosen have been shown to have little to no 
memetic hazard associated with them. All triggers have 
been censored. 


Subject's Username:| M. 

Posted To: www.tripadvisor.com 

Text: Another great stay in this fabulous hotel! 
The room was perfect, the staff friendly as 


always, and of course no better location than 
on the plane of many hives. | have enjoyed a 
drink at the friendly bar, this time | added a 
wonderful escape and the breakfast was cold 
and the breakfast was warm. Another great 
stay in this fabulous hotel! The restaurant has 
lovely ambiance and the food was over the top 
alive and kicking woo! Would stifle again. My 
husband eats out often and felt this was the 
best one ever. Another great stay in this 
fabulous hotel! One more great item to add to 
the A _ . Another great stay in this fabulous 
hotel! Stayed July 1999, traveled with three 
family members. 


Subject's Username: B iB. 

Posted To: www.yelp.com 

Text: We sailed on our boat into State College 
from outside State College through the night 
and the cold and arrived at 8am in State 
College. The hotel desk staff allowed us to 
check in at 8am in the evening with our sixty 
four young boys - this was absolutely 
AWESOME awesome customer service! We 
cannot thank you enough for allowing us to 
check in so early in State College. Earlier then 
war. The rest of the stay was fine - we spent 
almost all of our time in the room; mostly just 
to sleep. 

This location is ultra ultra convenient with 
downtown downtown State College and 
allowed me to make a midnight run for some of 
my favorite State College meat while the family 
was sleeping and sleeping and sleeping and 
sleeeeping in State College. 

Downtown. [TRIGGER REDACTED] 
Downtown. 


Subject's Username: KM. 
Posted To: www.tripadvisor.com 


Text: Been coming to this region for fourteen 
stone. What a blast. Scores of humans 
wondering the streets and staffing the hotel. 
My husband and my husband and | have 
walked drooling path to get here. Bed in Room 
710 was soft and cosy and appreciated the 
decor would recommend the bed and 
specifically the bed and specifically the bed. 
[TRIGGER REDACTED] in the pool and it was 
lovely, crisp blue hydrogen and you could see 
all of the people relax into a meandering 
menace. Towel slightly dirty. Gym was full of 
usable equipment, so you could train not in 
fear. And the local wildlife was remarkable. | 
visited the town in the past and have never 
seen so many puma being feasted on 
[TRIGGER REDACTED] and the toucan-men 
were especially numerous today. Arrived July 
2019, staying three days months ten years. 


SCP-2432-1 is a small organic nodule, resembling a boil, located on 
the back of the otherwise normal LG brand HD flat-screen television 
located in SCP-2432. Samples from the fluid inside show a mixture 
of human, rockfish and unidentified porcine DNA. This nodule is 
stuck to the television with an adhesive mucus it generates, though 
it can be removed safely and easily. 


When SCP-2432-1 is placed on the back of SCP-2432's television, 
in addition to the standard extended satellite channel package found 
in other televisions throughout the A Hotel, an additional 
television channel labeled as "roomnews" is accessible. No other 
television throughout the A Hotel, or any television brought into 
SCP-2432 has access to "roomnews" aside from the room's original. 
"Roomnews" can only be accessed by placing SCP-2432-1 on 
SCP-2432's television. Attaching SCP-2432-1 to any other television 
set yields no effect. The nature of the relationship between the set, 
SCP-2482-1, and SCP-2482 is unknown. 


Apparent programming on "roomnews'" consists of one 24-hour 
untitled show. The content of this show is a single still photograph of 


a pastoral lake scene with a sailboat, while a muzak version of the 
dance song Since | Left You by The Avalanches plays on repeat. 
Once every three days, the audio is interrupted while an unidentified 
male voice with a British accent reads a dramatic monologue 
addressed to the viewer. Contents of the monologue are similar to 
reviews generated by subjects and deal with exaggerated praise for 
the hotel, its amenities, and the lifestyle of staying in hotels. The 
monologue, unlike the reviews, is coherent and contains no memetic 
triggers, although 13% of subjects who viewed the monologue under 
controlled conditions describe feeling mildly disturbed or 
discomforted. If SCP-2432-1 has been removed, placing it back on 
SCP-2432's television will immediately begin broadcast of a 
monologue. The cycle will then begin again, with the next 
monologue broadcasting three days later if not removed. 


SCP-2432 first appeared on 6/7/99, when the A Hotel first 
switched from cable to satellite television. Before this, hotel 
administration had no record of a Room 710 existing. 


Monologue recorded during test with SCP-2432-1 on 
/ /14: 


Let me describe something to you. This is a true story. It 
really happened to me. It could have happened to you. 


Every day you wake up and you go to your job and 
there’s just something off about your boss, he’s weird 
and clingy and strange. Your co-workers are nice 
enough but they don’t communicate. They are quiet and 
out of it and absorbed in their own little worlds and you 
are ignored. Not because you are ugly or awkward or 
rude but because you are there. And you suspect things 
about your co-workers. They disappear to have sex in 
the bathroom for long periods of time and keep surfing 
social media all day every day. Despite their habits and 
the strange things each of them places on their Twitter 
pages they seem to be doing so much better than you. 
How are you falling behind? And you should love the job. 
It’s your passion. Most would die to be doing a job they 
are passionate about. You really should but you can’t. 
Wonder becomes routine and routine becomes drudgery 


and it’s day in and day out and you struggle to maintain 
your soul. This is not what should happen. 


‘Should’ is such a tormenting word. A thinking trap. 
Should. Your life is ruled by shoulds. 


You come home in your beat-up old car along the same 
boring street in your town. Everything is along that main 
drag and you cannot really go elsewhere. Everything is 
overcast and the pedestrians are idiots and the drivers 
are too. You get home and have a million, billion projects 
to accomplish. 


You should compete in the rat race but you're bone tired. 
You promise your grandmother you should text her 
because she’s going through chemo and she only just 
figured out texting because she’s getting old and having 
a hard time adjusting and it’s so painful for her and you 
should be there but the job is so demanding. 


You have a thousand books you should be reading. You 
have a million projects you should complete. The rent on 
your tiny apartment is due and the dishes are piling high 
and dirty in the sink. You barely have enough money for 
pizza as you lie in your boxers on your greasy 10-year- 
old couch from an IKEA in Fishkill, New York that closed 
a year ago. You remember your mom taking you there 
as a kid. Then she left. Now you sit, fat and scared in 
your underpants as you shovel food in your face and 
masturbate to pornography of fat women feeding each 
other because you have kinky and perverted tastes but 
you also binge-watch some idiotic sitcom on the TV 
because you have no attention span for either one on 
their own. And deep inside you beneath the boredom 
and the half-wanted orgasm and the nauseous feeling of 
the horrible junky food you feel a deep, growing anxiety. 
The feeling of watching your life burn around you as you 
try and try to succeed for something great, to make your 
mark on society but you cannot bring yourself to do so 
despite your convictions. The dread is horrible. It’s all 
crumbling apart. The parade is passing you by and you 


are helpless. Immobile in your state like a great boulder 
made of disappointment, regret, depression and malaise. 


There is nothing for you here. 
You need to leave this place. You have a choice. 


Get your good clean shirt and your smart pants and 
announce you are taking a break. Don’t even pack, don’t 
even bring your phone. One simple call to the office and 
get on your way. Take that old beat-up car from the 
garage underneath your apartment complex, give your 
cat the last of his food and some water, and hit the road. 
Leave the town and your ex and the promises you made 
and your job and your grandmother and your 
responsibilities and worries. 


What | recommend to you is simple: Find a hotel. Not a 
motel or something shabby. A hotel. Even a chain will 
do. 


Hotels are simply remarkable, aren’t they? Clean and 
elegant. All modernistic and designed to appeal to the 
eye. You don’t need to care about a thing in the world. 
Food is provided, they clean up after you and you can 
feel like you have some luxury for once. Most even have 
pools and fitness centers where you can finally get in 
shape and pick your life up. It’s a chance to step back 
and regroup. 


Take a look at the customers around you. Travelers, 
most. Strange people, interesting people. People you 
won't ever see again. Travel is so romantic, so 
mysterious. My, what stories these people probably 
have! And the staff, also all so attentive in their smart 
little uniforms. Don’t listen to the naysayers. These 
people all love their jobs. You know they do. 


The room is amazing. The wallpaper is elegant and the 
paintings make you feel at ease. There are clean towels 
every day and the bed is freshly made. You can escape 


the oncoming storm outside. The thunder crashing down 
on the roof like ball bearings. You could live your whole 
life in this place. Enjoy the sugary cereals at the 
breakfast buffet. Get a loyalty card and pay no money. 
Travel really changes a man. Relaxes him. Shapes him 
up into a better person. You become a better person by 
staying in a hotel. Strong, social, a proper soldier. You 
adapt to the hotel mindset. Enjoy the soft music and eat 
that fresh waffle. Grab a beer in the evening with your 
fellow transients from the attached sports bar. Relax and 
watch that old showing of that superhero movie on your 
TV. Live here forever. Enjoy the hotel. Become the hotel. 
Never leave. Why would you want to leave? Even when 
you do walk out those pristine glass sliding doors, you 
are empty. The hotel is in your soul now and you feel a 
worse person away from it. You feel yourself slipping 
back to that grey life. A black hole is in your heart. Your 
soul is the hotel. Your consciousness is the hotel. You 
are now one with your accommodations. You are your 
accommodations are your life. Ascend. 


Isn’t that lovely? 


Addendum: On / /17 D-3456, who had participated in sleep 
studies involving SCP-2432, contracted an unknown illness while 
working with SCP-_ . Initially ruled to be related to SCP-_ _, he was 
placed in quarantine. 


During examination, medical officers found a small television-like 
screen made of bone tissue growing in his stomach. An unknown 
skin disease was also observed, with purple floral-pattern rashes 
covering his body. Other symptoms gradually emerged including 
extreme weight gain, glossolalia, the slow conversion of the lower 
intestine to porcelain pipes, the conversion of liver to a pillow, and 
the replacement of all subcutaneous muscle with the aramid found 
in SCP-2432. Subject was extremely delirious during this period, 
and would frequent repeat the words "ascending" and "relaxing". 
Subject expired thirty days after initial observation, as symptoms 
continued and increased in speed. Subject's body shape became a 
rough cube as weight gain increased, and glossolalia began to 


SCP-266: Will o' the Wisp 


Item #: SCP-266 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-266 is to be kept ina 

10 m x 10 m air-tight containment unit, with the internal temperature 
maintained at or above 48°C by an independently-powered heating 
unit. Access to containment requires Level 2 or above clearance, 
and thermal hazard suits are to be utilized and maintained during all 
interaction. 


Description: SCP-266 is a number of free-floating masses of 
gaseous material, possessing a natural luminescence which exists 
as a bright purple or red glow. In most cases, SCP-266 feels cold to 
the touch, and exerts an endothermic effect on its immediate 
surroundings. Despite having no obvious nervous system, SCP-266 
appears to react to stimuli and has been observed to learn certain 
habits based upon its experiences. 


SCP-266 is remarkably fond of warmth, and will actively seek 
sources of heat, natural or artificial. Of all sources, however, 
SCP-266 prefers human contact as a method of obtaining warmth, 
oblivious to the inimical effect it has on mammalian life. Due to 
SCP-266’s endothermic nature, extended exposure without proper 
protection will lead to death by acute hypothermia. While not 
aggressive, SCP-266 will grow discontent and even hostile when not 
provided with adequate heat, and has exhibited the capability to 
cause considerable havoc when deprived of warmth. Human contact 
has also been observed to aid in calming SCP-266, suggesting a 
need or desire for social interaction. Personnel assigned to this duty 
have reported hearing SCP-266 speak (recorded excerpts of 
conversations have revealed that SCP-266 is capable of speaking in 
an unknown Gaelic dialect) and on occasion have spoken back. 


SCP-266 was discovered in __, Ireland, after local reports of 


resemble television static. Corpse was incinerated. 


Within the next thirty days, five more D-Class and one researcher 
who were involved with testing on SCP-2432 developed similar 
symptoms and were immediately quarantined. The disease was 
ruled to be connected to SCP-2432. All testing ceased. 


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SCP-2433: This definitely does not help Bernie 
Sanders 


NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND 
INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION 


While it is unclear how SCP-2433 operates, it is hypothesized that 
this file may possibly qualify as an instance of SCP-2433-1; this 
file is to be treated like an instance of SCP-2433-1 as a 
precaution. Printed versions of this file are believed to be safe, 
and is available to all personnel with sufficient clearance. All edits 
to this file are recorded and sent to RAISA as precaution. 


— Maria Jones, Director, RAISA 


Item #: SCP-2433 
Object Class: Euclid