We, the united members of the Proponents of 
Paranormal Rights, like the brave militiamen of the 
American Revolution, like the Orangemen of Ireland, and 
the freedom fighters even now struggling together in the 
Middle East, refuse to go silent into that dark night. We 
refuse to die the death of the soul by watching the very 
soul of mystery in the world shackled and bound in the 
chains of slavery forged by the oligarchs and tyrants who 
rule in shadows, and refuse to act. We have struck out 
against the Worldwide Global Conspiracy through force 
of arms, and shed our blood on the field of battle 
alongside those whom we fight to set free. 


We of the New Freemind Nation, in the name of the 
inalienable rights that the United Nations claim to protect, 
do hereby declare war against the Worldwide Global 
Conspiracy in all its forms. We support by force of arms 
the rights of all free-minded sentient beings to exert their 
agency against the crushing grasp of the sinister 
dictators who rule the world in our name. We hereby 
offer our friend in brotherhood to all those who suffer - 
the ascendant, the witch, the mutant, the spirit, the 
creatures of myth and legend who live even now in 
ignominy and silence - and call out for them to take our 
hand in brotherhood, and then to take our side in the 
Great War for Liberation that begins on this day, in this 
hour, in this place. 


Transcript O5-10- - - - 


O5- : "The Proponents for Paranormal RIGHTS? What 
are they, some kind of garage band?" 


: "They're kooks. Harmless. Hippies. Up until now, 
the worst they've done is picket the commercialization of 
the pyramids and protest the razing of fairy circles by 
construction firms." 


O5- : "This is way bigger than any hippy sit-in. I'm 
getting reports of casualties, deaths, and near-complete 
loss of containment. We've got a full-on Tempest Night 
going on here. Now, tell me why | shouldn't just press 
that big red button right this instant and end it right now." 


: "Because with all due respect, sir, it would be like 
burning down the prison after the inmates have already 
escaped. We've lost a few, yes, but the latest reports are 
that we have regained partial containment of the 
remainder. Our expected losses will set us back, but so 
far we've seen nothing that's going to cause a K-class 
scenario... and with all due respect, sir, setting off a 
nuke is exactly the worst thing we could do 
sociopolitically in the wake of that... statement." 


O5- : "Goddamn, that statement... no one breaches 
secrecy. It's been the unwritten rule since the beginning 
of this whole...thing. Can we contain it?" 


: "Already on it. We're going to blame the attack on 
terrorists. Issue a statement in the name of one of the 
better known organizations. The statement should 
disappear in the usual chaff nutjobs send to the media 
when these things happen." 


O5- : "Step up the chaff a bit this time. Send in some 
statements of our own. Try blaming water fluoridation 
and vaccines, those always go over well. And get some 
help down to 17 right the fuck now." 


Dr. Rensburg: | definitely heard him that time. What do 
you think you're doing! 


Dr. Long: You're interfering with the experiment! 
D-45951: There was a movie! 
Dr. Rensburg: What? 


D-45951: In the movie’, there was a, a statue thing that 
looked like this one, and they said if you put your hand in 
and lie, it bites your hand off! 


Dr. Rensburg: That's ridiculous. Are you going to 
comply with instructions, or do we have to get the guard 
involved? 


Dr. Long: No, wait. Let's hear him out; surely intent 
matters? 


Guard: Do you want me to — 


Dr. Rensburg: Hm. You know, that's actually a very 
good — 


(At this point, D-45951 removes his hand from 
SCP-645's mouth) 


Dr. Long: Hey! Keep your hand in — 


Dr. Rensburg: Guard! Hold his arm! Keep his hand in its 
mouth! 


(D-45951's hand is forcibly re-inserted into SCP-645's 
mouth) 


Dr. Long: Let's see, where were we... oh yes. What was 
this movie about? 


D-45951: [PLOT SYNOPSIS OMITTED] 


Dr. Long: Hmm. Well, we'll have someone look that up, 


Security Log- -3 


Transcript of conversation between SCP-353 and an 
unknown person later identified as a high-ranking 
member of the “Proponents of Paranormal Rights”. 


SCP-353: So... Let me get this straight. You guys are 
some kind of “supernatural rights group”. 


: That is correct. 


SCP-353: And you want me to join you guys to help free 
the other “skips” so we can all be part of this “New 
Freemind Nation” of yours and be one big happy family. 


: That is... also correct, more or less. 


SCP-353: And you think I’m going to help you because 
I’ve been “oppressed by the ignorant masses” or 
whatever. Is that it? 


: ...Not in so many words. Teacher the Liberator sees 
great potential in you, Vector. He believes that you would 
be a great asset to our cause were you to use your 
powers for the side of good, instead of for personal gain. 


SCP-353: ...Look, | don’t know what kind of drugs you’re 
on, but | think you've got the wrong idea about me. | 
don’t consider myself a member of some sort of 
“oppressed minority”. | don’t consider the other ‘skips’ to 
be my ‘brothers in arms’. And | sure as hell am not going 
to do charity work for a bunch of tree-hugging hippies. 


: But of course. If money and power are the only thing 
that makes you tick, we will reward you handsomely for 
your... your... 


drops his gun, and removes his helmet. Moments 
later, he begins vomiting repeatedly. 


SCP-353: Ah, good. | was hoping that would work. 


: W-what...? How did you- 


SCP-353: You know what the Ebola virus is? Of course 
you do, it’s only one of the world’s deadliest diseases. 
50% mortality rate, even in a best-case scenario. I’ve 
spent months working on an a fast-acting airborne strain, 
and I’m happy to say it has more than exceeded my 
expectations. 


353 tightens her hands around ’s neck 


SCP-353: Betcha wish you bought the masks that 
actually worked, didn’t ya? 


The other insurgents begin pointing their gun at 353. 353 
wags her finger at them. 


SCP-353: Oh no. | wouldn't do that if | were you. You're 
ALL infected now, and I’m the only one keeping the virus 
in check. 


353 pauses, presumably to let the implications sink in. 


SCP-353: It really is a terrible way to die... do you know 
what the symptoms of Ebola are? 


353 takes a step towards the insurgents 
SCP-353: First... you start to have headaches. 
353 takes a step towards the insurgents 
SCP-353: Then, you get the chills. 


353 takes a yet another step towards the insurgents. at 
this point they begin to start backing away from her. 


SCP-353: After that comes, vomiting, and then anorexia, 
and then pharyngitis, diarrhea, hemorrhaging, seizures, 
hiccups, necrosis... 


One of the insurgents attempts to take a shot at 353, 


only to be subdued by the insurgent standing next to 
him. 


SCP-353: ...and if I’m feeling merciful... death. 


An insurgent slowly puts down his gun, and raises his 
arms in the air. The other insurgents soon follow suit. 


SCP-353: Good. It looks like we’re on the same page... 


SCP-353 snaps her fingers, presumably for dramatic 
effect. Moments later, the insurgent who tried to shoot 
353 falls to his knees and puts his hands to his throat to 
indicate that he is choking on his own [REDACTED] 


SCP-353: The rest of you work for me now, so hop to it! | 
want a sample of every virus, bacterium, or fungus that 
these kooks bother keep locked up. Get going! 


Security Log -1 


There is no movement for thirty (830) seconds before 
smoke becomes visible rising from the exterior wall. After 
seven (7) seconds, SCP-737 emerges from the exterior 
wall. The front carriage of SCP-737 then opens, 
revealing its biological component. The biological 
component expels thirteen (13) wooden masses which 
unfurl into smaller specimens of SCP-737. Original 
SCP-737 then releases steam from its ‘chimney’ in what 
appears to be celebration. Other SCP-737 do likewise 
before all specimens proceed out of the range of the 
camera. It is highly likely that SCP-737's -1 through -14 
escaped at this point. 


Recovered Footage from Security Cameras B-296 through 
B-308 


1110: Massive structural failure in Hallway 4. Massive 
structural failure in Hallway 5. Air filtration systems 


overwhelmed. Internal structure of section B-1 
compromised. 


1111: Hallway 12 collapses. Section B-1 seismic 
detectors register movement in the debris. Dr. Wachtel, 
Dr. Dier, Prof. Bjornsen, and Agent [REDACTED] reach 
junction B-141516. Junction B-141516 lighting fails. Prof. 
Bjornsen activates flashlight. Agent [REDACTED] 
activates taclight. 


1112: Prof. Bjornsen directs the light down Hallway 13. 
SCP-682 breaks through the eastern wall of Hallway 13. 
SCP-682 is heavily infested by SCP-229 and is 
composed primarily of electric cabling, telephone wires 
and broken circuit boards. Organic portions similar to 
muscles ooze viscous fluid which, when it drips onto the 
floor below, burns craters into the concrete. The 
SCP-229 portions of SCP-682 begin infiltrating nearby 
electronic cabling. All four Foundation personnel retreat 
hastily, with Agent [REDACTED] firing at the entity. 


1113: Agent [REDACTED] begins reloading. Clouds of 
dust obscure SCP-682. Its estimated speed is 8 kph. A 
portion of SCP-229 moves towards the camera. Camera 
B-298 is disabled. 


1114: The four personnel reach Junction B-142623. Dr. 
Wachtel closes emergency blast doors. Prof. Bjornsen 
and Agent [REDACTED] illuminate Hallways 26 and 23, 
revealing they have become choked with debris. Dr. 
Wachtel suggests that they take inventory of their 
possessions. Each in turn produces any items they 
possess that may be of use and briefly describes its 
properties: Dr. Wachtel with SCP-494 and SCP-447; Dr. 
Dier with a pistol; Prof. Bjornsen with SCP-262, 
SCP-272, and a flashlight; and Agent [REDACTED] with 
an M249 light machine gun. 


1115: SCP-229 begins infesting the blast door lock 
mechanisms. Agent [REDACTED] remarks that she is 
out of ammunition, and that the entity should reach them 


in a matter of minutes. Dr. Dier states that he has an 
idea and begins whispering to the others. 


1116: Agent [REDACTED] and Dr. Wachtel begin 
clearing Hallway 26. Prof. Bjornsen opens SCP-262, 
allowing pair of long, semi-transparent arms to be 
revealed from the interior. Dr. Dier unloads his pistol and 
retrieves one (1) 9mm bullet, before replacing the 
cartridge. Prof. Bijornsen puts SCP-494 on the 
appendages exposed from SCP-262. Prof. Bjornsen 
places the lead tip of the bullet in one glove of SCP-494. 
SCP-262's appendages fracture and lift the roof of 
Junction B-142623. 


1118: Junction B-132623 blast doors begin to open. 
Agent [REDACTED] hands Dr. Wachtel her sidearm and 
taclight. Dr. Dier and Prof. Bjornsen move to the wall 
opposite the blast door. 


1119: SCP-682 breaches blast doors. Dr. Dier activates 
flashlight. Dr. Bjornsen throws SCP-272 into the shadow 
cast by SCP-682. SCP-272 embeds itself. SCP-682 
begins cursing. Large portions of SCP-229 begin to 
exhibit prehensile activity and grow towards Prof. 
Bjornsen. Dr. Wachtel opens fire from Hallway 26, 
severing SCP-229. 


1120: Dr. Wachtel and Dr. Dier flank Prof. Bjornsen from 
opposite sides, severing SCP-229 instances as they 
attack. Dr. Wachtel reaches Junction B-132623 and 
begins strobing taclight, Dr. Dier repeats this pattern. 
SCP-682 is thrown repeatedly against the northeast wall, 
abrading roughly 20% of its epidermis. Agent 
[REDACTED] creates a passage through the debris in 
Hallway 26. 


1121: The roof of Junction B-132623 is transformed into 
lead. Dr. Wachtel, Dr. Dier and Prof. Bjornsen flee into 
Hallway 26. The arms extending from within SCP-262 
retract. 


1122: Massive structural failure in Junction B-132623. 


1223 to Incident Conclusion: Analysis 


At approximately 1223 on the day of the attack, elements 
from Mobile Task Forces Omega 1 (Blackguards), 
Omega 2 (Silverfish), and ad-hoc elements of other 
available personnel arrived at Site 17. Initial entry into 
Site 17 was carried out at 1306 hours. 


Upon arrival, reinforcing elements discovered that the 
majority of the insurgents had already exfiltrated the 
combat zone, leaving behind seven members (who had 
been unable or unwilling to exfiltrate the area due to 
various factors). Unfortunately, this fact was 
compounded by the heavy number of containment 
breaches that took place over the course of the day, 
meaning that MTF personnel were required to both 
restore containment of escaped artifacts, while dealing 
with a small but dedicated core of insurgents. 


Due to these complications, the "clean and sweep" 
operation would take over four hours and result in 
several more casualties, including members of the 
Mobile Task Forces sent to reinforce Site 17. However, 
the arrival of these reinforcements would prove to be the 
true turning point of the incident: once the members of 
these MTFs arrived on the scene, the incident was, for 
all intents and purposes, as contained as possible, under 
the circumstances. 


In the end, recovery of basic containment at Site 17 
would take another 16 hours, and result in the deaths of 
several more personnel. Complete site security has not 
yet been achieved at the time of this writing, due to the 
heavy number of escapes during the incident. (A list of 
current SCP infestations has been attached to this 
document as Addendum TN-4563B.) 


Although a large number of factors contributed to the 
failures during the Tempest Night incident, one key factor 
seems to predominate: the loss of control and 
communications. Due to the inability to effectively 
coordinate efforts, what could have been a severe but 
containable breach turned into multiple containment 
breaches of dangerous artifacts. The simple fact remains 
that, for a period of three hours during the incident, there 
was no central command authority at Site 17. Individual 
persons were forced to act as they saw best, with no 
leadership or directives to guide them. 


The way these persons reacted when on their own is 
disturbing as well. In multiple cases, individuals, 
believing themselves to be the only ones standing 
between the world and a full-on containment breach, 
took desperate measures in order to combat what they 
percieved as a deadly threat. This was compounded by 
the aforementioned lack of communication, which meant 
that incomplete and inaccurate data was provided to the 
persons involved. The situation has been likened to a 
group of desperate men lost in the wilderness and 
resorting to cannibalism, only to discover that they were 
a half-day's walk from civilization the entire time. 


The situation was compounded by the culture of hero- 
worship among the lower-ranks personnel. Every 
organization, over time, develops a culture anda 
"mythology" of stories about famous incidents from their 
history. Whether by coincidence or design, the majority 
of the Foundation's "mythology" and culture has focused 
on glorifying the more grandiose events from our past, as 
well as certain irresponsible behaviors that, thankfully, 
never resulted in the catastrophic consequences that 
could have resulted. When faced with an emergency, 
these persons understandably fell back to the stories that 
had become part of their culture, and took actions that 
coincided with this mindset. 


The results, | believe, are plain to see. 


Recording seized from MC&D courier 
Identity of speakers unknown at this time. 


Oh that is just rich...the mighty Foundation, brought low 
by a bunch of bloody college students. 


While it is funny Mrs. Carter, the other directors and | 
are...concerned. 


Why? It's about time those pompous twats got a nice, 
public black eye.