Results: Subjects given successfully apprehend Agent and 
D-826-01, leaving SCP-826-01 behind. Story acknowledges all 
changes, describing "six rogues" who "clamored to avenge the blood 
of their fallen brother" capturing Agent 

Addendum: Agent still experiencing pathological delusions, 
and remains convinced that he is a Knight named "Galthor". 
Likewise, D-826-01 claims to be a "Blood Wizard" named 
"Rohthmorn", seeking to claim SCP-826-01 to himself. D-826-01's 
X26 taser has turned into a "Magic Staff" capable of shooting 
"Lightning", and is hypothesized to have physical properties similar 
to SCP-826-01. Item has been labeled SCP-826-02, and has been 
sent to Site for further testing. Also, Subjects D-826-02, D-826-03, 
D-826-04, D-826-05, D-826-06, and D-826-07 are now claiming to 
be "Knights of the Throne" sent to aid "Galthor". 


Addendum 2: As in the previous experiment, Agent , Subjects 
D-826-02, D-826-03, D-826-04, D-826-05, D-826-06, and D-826-07, 
and SCP-826-02 disappeared at : : on // (again, exactly 72 
hours from exiting SCP-826). Story now says that "Galthor" was 


[250 seconds pass] 


MTF-Pi-1-2: East side clear, found what appears to be ingredients 
for explosives. 


MTF-Pi-1-5: Storage has blood everywhere, damn that gave me the 
fucking freaks. 


MTF-Pi-1-6: West side clear. 
MTF-Pi-1-4: Movement in the basement, repeat we have movement. 


MTF-Pi-1-1: Northern room clear, all MTF members rendezvous with 
Delta. This is going to get hot. 


Through their great suffering came their prayers for 
salvation, and through their prayers comes me. From my 
birth | started - healing, helping them to grow to what 
they should be, into the people that they could be. | was 
an emblem of sanctum, | was the remedy to all of the 
woes of those who chose to take the leap and follow me. 
| emblazoned my face into their palms so that | could 
watch over them, | imbued forgotten archaic images of 
hope so that they could prosper from them, | inverted the 
symbol of death so that they would have eternal life. But 
you undid all of that. 


22:51 - 360 seconds post engagement 
MTF-Pi-1-2: Throwing a flashbang. 

[sounds of gunfire, sound of flashbang detonating] 
MTF-Pi-1-3: Multiple hostiles, | took ou 

OP-Sigma-5: Gamma has flatlined. Continue assault. 
MTF-Pi-1-4: They killed ! Motherfuckers! 
[multiple flashbang detonations, yelling] 


MTF-Pi-1-1: Four hostiles dead, show extensive self-mutilation of 


their palms. Moving nort- 


[loud screaming, analysis shows it extends above human vocal 
range] 


MTF-Pi-1-2: Jesus Christ, what the hell is that noise? 


MTF-Pi-1-5: Fuck, what the fuck? There in the shado- Fuck! | can't 
see! What [REDACTED] 


MTF-Pi-1-4: Get behind the wall! 


MTF-Pi-1-1: We're taking fire from multiple directions from cultists 
and a number of unknown entities. I'm deploying Nyx. 


OP-Sigma-5: Epsilon has flatlined. Operator confirms deployment. 
MTF-Pi-1-1: Get the fuck away from the canister! — ! Fuck! 


You and your technology and hatred for the weak and 
unknown. You seek to maintain the status quo, to keep 
the lowest the lowest and the highest the highest. | gave 
love to the forgotten and now you strike them back down, 
you strike them to their death so that they are lost 
forever. | feel their deaths, their loss. You used your 
hateful cloud to burn my markings from their flesh, to 
burn their life away. You scorched my face from 
everything you found, because you did not know who | 
was, you only knew that those who once suffered no 
longer suffer, and you you must make them suffer once 
again again. They are all dying. 


22:53 - 442 seconds post engagement 


MTF-Pi-1-1: We have multiple casualties, Delta was killed in 
crossfire, Beta by shrapnel from the canister. All hostiles have been 
terminated. Whatever those things were that killed Epsilon, they're 
gone now. 


OP-Sigma-5: Commence search of the premises. Look for suspect 
SCP. 


[low sobbing can be heard over the radio for the next 420 seconds, 
both remaining MTF members deny that it is coming from either of 
them] 


MTF-Pi-1-1: Numerous symbols on posters, clothing, the walls, their 
skin, all emit energy in the high EM bandwidth. 


OP-Sigma-5: Alpha, retrieve two articles of clothing and one poster. 
We have Intel that local residents are reporting a disturbance at your 
location, you may be compromised. Zeta prepare contingency plan 
540-CHARLIE-BURNOUT. We don't want any more exposure, so 
Alpha sweep the East side and retrieve any possible explosives, 
otherwise the fire may cause detonation. We expect you to be at the 
extraction point in fifteen minutes. 


MTF-Pi-1-1: Roger, underway. 
[remainder of recording follows protocol] 


Mobile Task Force Pi-1 (aka City Slickers) Incident Recording 
(END) 


All of them. You killed all of them. | can feel them drifting 
away. Dozens of men women children souls, all of them 
lost, hurting, alone. | loved them. | love them them all so 
much and you you you take them away from me. | cared 
for them. | help loved them. Now they are dead dead all 
dead, to what ends? You call me a monster a dark 
monster a horrible monster? No, you are the monster. 
You killed them. You you are the ONE WHO slaughters 
SLAUGHTERS to build a fortress from bodies of 
INNOCENCE innocence only the innocent you killed 
them. you killed all of them they are dead now they are 
gone only gone forever gone. you took their lives away, 
you kill undo all the good UNDO kill what i tried to 
accomplish undo so now i undo you 


Addendum-Sigma-5: Shortly after operation Sigma-5 a file entitled 
‘Dear Cavalier’ was discovered by researcher within Site's 
database. Video recording of researcher shows her 


opening the file, and upon viewing the contents experiencing 
massive external haemorrhaging [DATA EXPUNGED], expulsion of 
bodily fluids from open wounds in the chest cavity, followed by 
[DATA EXPUNGED]. Off-duty Site personnel report that a "blue- 
white silhouette [REDACTED] before disappearing”. Due to the 
response of Dr. _ there were no additional casualties. Dr. 
externally manipulated and transferred the file into a 500MB CD- 
ROM, which is now stored in Site-46. Testing concludes that copies 
of the file do not have the same lethal properties, however research 
into a possible memetic effect is ongoing. 


Dear Diary 


Dear Diary 


*Click click tap click tap tap tap* 


Alright, Videira. Here's the script you were wondering about. This 
thing was a sort of dramatization of a little research disaster that 
happened in July four years back. It was meant to illustrate to some 
of our less cautious researchers the value of emotional detachment 
during the job, or some BS like that. Never really got produced, and 
no, | don't know why not. It's missing the a bit of narration that was 
meant to go in before and after the thing played. If | remember 
correctly, just details about the event. | think that it was something 
about this being written from live video feed, with creative liberty 
taken only when necessary. | found what | could about the incident, 
and it seems to match pretty well. Apparently the SCP was 
destroyed by the girl afterward, which is one reason they got worked 
up about it enough to start making this thing... | guess someone 
wanted to use it for questioning the dead or something. Since the 
research was never completed and the thing got burned, there's no 
official entry in the database on it. The guy's name matches the 
other stuff I've found, but the girl's name is only here - | guess they 
didn't want anyone to find out what happened to her. Seeing as she 
destroyed a potentially useful SCP after making a rather serious 
mistake in studying it, | can see why they might not want that to 
appear in a human resources type video. | can keep digging for 
more, if you'd like, but | can't make any promises. 

- J.N. 


p.s. - Dinner, Saturday. 


*Click click click tap* 
*Beep* 


ACT | 


FADE IN 
INT. HOUSE - NIGHT 


A small room with a medium-sized bed and two chairs. There are 
two doors, on either side of the room (One leads to a small 
bathroom, the other to a hallway). Everything is white and sanitary. 


A MAN is sitting on the bed. He is holding tightly on to a book. He is 
in mid teen years, and is wearing clean white hospital clothes. 


Two researchers are standing in the hall. One is MASON, an early 
middle-aged man, the other is HOLLY, a woman also in early middle 
age. Both wear lab coats. 


ANGLE ON HALLWAY. 


HOLLY 
Well, Mason, you got the tickets? 


MASON 
Of course | do, Hol. Vacation in Vienna. Two months. | promised, 
didn’t |? 


HOLLY 
God, I'll be glad to see the back of this place. When do we leave? 


MASON 
Friday. We just need to finish the interview, see what makes him 
tick. And he’s a safe class, so we can take it easy. 


HOLLY 
| don’t think I’ve ever had this much go right before, honey. 


MASON and HOLLY grip each other's hands briefly, then open the 
door to the MAN’s room. 


ANGLE ON MAN, looking up. 


MAN 
Please, why am | here? Why won't anyone tell me? 


MASON 
Sir, we just need to ask you a few questions. After that you can go 
home. 


MAN 
Why? 


WIDER ANGLE ON ALL CHARACTERS 


HOLLY 
We think you may have some knowledge about a recent accident, 
and we just need to know a few things about you. 


MAN 
What do you mean, accident? 


HOLLY 
Sir, just answer the questions. Then, you can go home and just 
forget about all of this. Now, what’s your name? 


MAN 
How can you have me here if you don’t even know my name? 


MASON 
Please, sir, this is just protocol. Now, answer the question. 


MAN 
My name is Esteban Tetson. 


MASON takes out a notepad and begins writing in it. 
ANGLE ON MAN 


MAN (CONT.) 

My parents were migrant workers from Chiapas, Mexico. They 
changed their last names when they acquired US citizenship. 
Esteban means crown, and has etymological connections to English 
names such as Steven and Stephen. 


MASON stops writing, and both HOLLY and MASON look at the 
MAN. 


MASON 
Sir, where did you receive your education? 


MAN 

| didn’t. My parents were very poor. | learned English mostly from 
the other boys my age. | didn't learn to read and write until | was a 
teenager. 


MASON 
You don't seem to be having any difficulties. You don't even have an 
accent. 


MAN 
| wouldn't know. 


MASON shrugs, and starts writing again. 


HOLLY 
Why don't you tell us about that book? 


MAN 
This is my diary. I've kept it ever since | was a kid. 


HOLLY 
| thought you said that you didn't learn to write until you were a 
teenager. 


MAN 
| didn't. 


HOLLY 
But then how did you keep a diary? 


MAN 
You're wasting my time with this. Please, just let me go home now. 


MASON 
Sir, please just tell us how you kept a diary before you learned how 
to write. 


MAN 
Why won't you believe me? Have you never heard of someone 


keeping a diary before? 
HOLLY AND MASON share a glance. 


MASON 
Sir, those are all the questions we needed to ask for now. | suggest 
you get some sleep. We'll be back tomorrow. 


MAN 
But... 


ANGLE ON HOLLY AND MASON leaving. CLOSE ON THE MAN 
sitting briefly, then lying back, gripping the diary to his chest. 


FADE OUT 
END ACT | 


ACT Il 
FADE IN 


Resume. OVERHEAD SHOT OF MAN lying down, asleep, still 
gripping the book. HOLLY and MASON are out in the hall, talking. 
MASON has a carrying case. 


TWO SHOT ON HOLLY AND MASON 


HOLLY 
Think it's him or the book? 


MASON 

Dunno yet. | had the team pick up some memorabilia from Esteban 
Tetson's family, and ask whether he kept a diary. They didn't 
remember. | mean, it's been a while. 


HOLLY 
| hate this part. 


MASON 


Yeah. 


HOLLY 

Maybe, after this is done, we could just stay in Vienna. You know, 
forget this place. Move on. Find some safe and enjoyable 
employment in hard manual labor. 


MASON 
| wish that was still a joke. You know we can't. 


HOLLY 
Yeah. 


TWO SHOT as they hug briefly, then walk over and OPEN the 
DOOR. At the SOUND OF IT OPENING, the MAN immediately sits 
up, fully awake. 


WIDE ANGLE ON ALL CHARACTERS 


MAN 
Please, just tell me when you'll let me go. | have children. 


MASON 
Ah, good. That's the topic | wanted to start on. 


MASON and HOLLY sit down. MASON takes out his writing utensils. 


ANGLE ON MAN 

MAN 

What? Why do you need to know about them? Has something 
happened? 


TWO SHOT ON MASON AND THE MAN 


MASON 
Nothing has happened, sir. This is just protocol. Now, please, just 
play along for a little bit longer. 


MAN 
Fine. Fine, | don't care, | just want this over quickly. 


MASON 


indeed accompanied by 6 "Knights of the Throne", who were armed 
with "Arcane Weapons" given to them by the good wizard 
"Edisongrad”. All researchers that had been handling SCP-826-02 
or SCP-826 are accounted for. Further monitoring of researchers 
handling objects from SCP-826 is recommended. 


Okay, seriously: How did that thing know my name? I'm sure | didn't 
tell it to either of the agents, and I'm damn sure that | didn't tell any 
of the subjects. | know this turns up so much in our line of work that 
it's kind of cliché, but | think the thing might just be sentient... -Dr. 
Edison 


Head Researcher: Dr. Luis Padrona Escopa 


Subject: D-826-08 

Material: The security log of a [preventable] Keter-class 
containment breach at Site- , dated 1981 

Equipment: One (1) video recorder, Two (2) bottles of infection 
sterilization medicine, a detailed 7 page manual on how to prevent 
the breach, requiring SCP-005, clothing matching that of an 
appropriate SCP Agent, and Level 4 fingerprints (outdated) 
Results: The test was performed 5 times, with only one placing 
D-826-08 in the correct time. D-826-08 successfully stopped the 
breach, and was awarded a Foundation star. SCP-826-1 
successfully removed. No difference to current timeline was made. 


Head Researcher: Dr. Praetorious 

Subject: D-21094 

Material: Death by the Book, by Julianna Deering 

Equipment: One (1) canteen filled with water, one (1) watch, one 
(1) video camera attached to Test Subject's headset 

Results: Upon entering, the test subject returned after 15 minutes. 
After interviewing the subject and reviewing the footage it was 
discovered that the beginning of the novel was the first location 
found by the subject, being the murder scene that is investigated by 
the main characters and sets the stage for the remainder of the 
book. The characters, being from a 1930’s period piece, reacted 
inquisitively to the D-class’ alien clothing and behavior, but did not 
impede the subject’s examination of the surroundings. In fact at one 
point the investigator, Chief Inspector Birdsong, interpreted the 
orange jumpsuit worn by the subject as meaning they were from the 


How many children do you have, and what are their names? 


MAN 
Two daughters. Celia and Chicha. 


MASON 
How old are they? 


MAN 
Celia is twenty, Chicha is fourteen. 


MASON 
And how old are you? 


MAN 

Forty-five. | was born in 1958, just after my parents immigrated. | 
was born at seven thirty-two in the afternoon on Wednesday, April 
twenty-seventh. There were no complications during birth, and | 
weighed exactly six pounds. 


CLOSE ON MASON'S HAND when he stops writing. MASON and 
HOLLY look at the man. 


MASON 
Why do you do that? 


MAN 
Do what? 


MASON 

Tell us so much about yourself. You did it yesterday, when we asked 
for your name. And if you were poor, how do you know your exact 
time of birth and your weight at that time? 


WIDE ANGLE OF ALL CHARACTERS, FAVORING THE MAN 


MAN 

Please, if you must ask me questions, don't make them like that. I'm 
being questioned, and | don't even know where | am. | don't feel like 
joking. 


MASON 


Can you please just answer the question? 


MAN 
Why should | answer the question, when it's so obvious and 
unnecessary?