SCP-1831: Anyway, that was all done and 
dusted, she said goodbye, | drove back home, 
end of story. Well, obviously it wasn't the end 
of the story, because I'm still telling it. The next 
morning, at around 5 AM or so, | hear the 
loudest crash | have ever heard, and | come 
rushing downstairs to see what it was. Nothing 
out of the ordinary. 


(5 seconds pass) 


SCP-1831: It appeared that nobody heard the 
giant crash except me. | went to go check the 
vault that kept all of our money, just in case, 
you know? Well, it was wide open, and it was 
completely empty inside. On the actual vault 
door was a note, stuck to the door via a rather 
fancy dagger. The note said "Thank you for 
everything. Much love, Floria." |... | can't even 
explain how furious | was, at the thought that 
she would do something so... insidious. She 
had to find out specifically where my manor 
was, break into my vault, then steal my shit. 


(SCP-1831 sighs) 


SCP-1831: No point in getting angry over it 
now. Luckily, that wasn't all of our money, and 
we still had plenty more in the bank, but... | 
don't know. It just provoked me like nothing 
else. | guess | despise being taken advantage 
of. 


Dr. Jamison: Interesting. Do you know how 
you got trapped within the Eiffel Tower? 


SCP-1831: | think so. | was tracking Floria 
down in order to give her a piece of my mind, 
and hopefully get my honor back. It's 2 months 
without finding her, but | keep looking. Finally, | 
find her within the same Café | originally first 
met her, and | confronted her, in the middle of 
the Café with everyone watching. Before | 
could do anything though, she spits in my face, 
and utters the line "Shala Korvek. | curse your 
lineage and all that follow you! Be bound within 
the structures and monuments you dearly love 
for all the world to mock!" before immediately 
escaping. | couldn't really catch up to her after 
that. 


SCP-1831: Fast forward several months or so, 
and I'm underneath the Eiffel Tower doing an 
act for 30 or so people. You probably already 
know the rest of that story. Heh, originally | 
thought she was just spouting out random 
nonsense. 


Dr. Jamison: | see. Do you have any idea 
where Floria is at the moment? 


SCP-1831: Oh. No idea. 


Dr. Jamison: | see. Last question. Do you still 
have connections with your immediate family? 


SCP-1831: Kind of. The other day my brother 
came to visit me, and, uh... 


Dr. Jamison: Yes? 


SCP-1831: He apparently can't get into the 
Eiffel Tower. It's the same barrier situation, 
except he can't get in, where | can't get out. He 
said it felt like plastic as well. Weird. 


Dr. Jamison: Anything else? 


SCP-1831: No. 


Dr. Jamison: Interesting. The interview is 
over. Thank you for your time. 


SCP-1831: Anytime. 
[END LOG] 


Ending Note: 5 days after the interview took 
place, another one of SCP-1831's siblings was 
found standing right next to the Statue of 
Liberty, holding a picture of SCP-1831 in their 
hand. Attempts will be made to remove them 
from the island, but it is theorized that they are 
affected by a similar anomaly as SCP-1831 is. 


« SCP-1830 | SCP-1831 | SCP-1832 » 


SCP-1832: Faith Half-Healer 


Item #: SCP-1832 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1832 is to be held in a 
standard human containment cell at Site 83 and provided with three 
meals a day. Any request for written materials may be granted only 
by personnel of level 4 security clearance. No personnel are to 
attempt communication with SCP-1832, and all attempts by 
SCP-1832 to initiate conversation are to be ignored. Personnel are 
forbidden to utilize the effects of SCP-1832 without express written 
approval of at least three on-site level-4 personnel. 


Description: SCP-1832 is a 58 year-old caucasian male formerly 
known as Johnathan Barker. SCP-1832 is capable of healing 
wounds and illnesses by pressing on the afflicted individual's 
forehead. SCP-1832 is unable to apply this method of healing to 
itself. The potency of SCP-1832's effect diminishes following each 
use, proportional to the severity of the pathology treated. The 
infliction of emotional distress upon another human being causes 
SCP-1832 to regain potency, proportional to the amount of 
emotional suffering caused. 


Prior to containment, SCP-1832 posed as a wandering Pentecostal 
faith healer in the rural Southern United States. When approached 
by a family with a seriously ill or injured child!, SCP-1832 would 
pretend to enter a trance state and partially heal the child. 
SCP-1832 would then inform the family of the afflicted individual that 
"only [the family's] faith [could] save them.” In the majority of cases, 
the child would relapse and expire, with SCP-1832 blaming the 
family for their lack of faith. 


Transcript 1832-0-662-en-I 
Date: June 17th, 1947 
Foreword: Following the recovery of of 


Wadeslow, AL from advanced-stage Huntington's 
Disease, Foundation personnel investigated rumors of a 
faith healer who had saved the child's life. After several 
days of tracking, SCP-1832 was captured ina 
Pentecostal church in Pollensbee, AL. At the time, 
SCP-1832 was excoriating the congregation on its lack 
of faith and its role in the death of James Hawthow, a 
local youth. 

SCP-1832: | tried, dear friends! | tried! On my hands and 
knees, | prayed for the forgiveness of the Lora! [sound of 
weeping in the background] | prayed for James ' life! | 
was as a newborn, begging for Jesus' love! Through that 
child the Lord's love was manifest! [sobbing in 
background] 

SCP-1832: Sister Martha! What happened when | 
prayed to the Lord for James' life? When | asked the 
Lord to move through me? 

Martha Hawthow: [weeping, indistinct speaking] 
SCP-1832: Can't hear you, Sister Martha! Speak up! The 
congregation wants to know! 

William Murphy: Now, listen here! Don't g- 

SCP-1832: Shut! Up! Old man! Shut up! | don't recall 
seeing you at the prayer circle! While | was praying with 
every ounce of strength in my body, you were off 
drinking, off with your adulterous ways! | see it in your 
eyes! You have turned your back on the Lord God, and 
now you would speak down to me? To tell me what to 
do? [silence] Now, Sister Martha, What happened when | 
asked the Lord to heal James? 

M. Hawthow: J-Jimmy got better. 

SCP-1832: Jimmy. Got. Better. Jimmy got better. And it 
wasn't no medicine that did it, now was it? Wasn't no big 
city doctor? No, friends. It was me! | begged the Lord for 
mercy, for this poor, innocent boy's soul! | said to Him, | 
asked "Lord, why have You stricken this child of Yours 
with such a terrible tragedy?" And in my heart, | heard 
His answer! He said unto me "This town, these people, 
they have turned their backs on me; the boy must be an 
example to them, of the wages of sin!" | said to Him in 
my soul, "Lord, | come here with an earnest heart, and | 


pray for you to release this boy from his suffering! The 
town is dead, filled with men with lust in their hearts, with 
rot in their souls! Women who lust after gold and worldly 
things! They will never love you, the way this child does!" 
And the Lord, the Lord God Almighty said unto me "For 
your faith, | shall heal this boy part-way. But let them 
come, and let them pray for this child. If their hearts are 
pure and their faith true, My light shall move through him 
and he shall be free!" And do you know what happened 
next, Brother Timothy? 

Timothy Wallace: The boy took a turn. 

SCP-1832: Exactly, Brother Timothy! | could only give 
the boy the love that the Lord had allowed me! And 
then... and then, friends, it was up to you... You had to 
save little James, through your prayers. And it was your 
sin and your doubt that killed James! [sobbing in 
background] You are false believers! Your hatred and 
your secrets and your lusts killed that poor boy! You 
have failed your son, and you have failed Goa! His death 
is every bit your fault! 


Excerpt of Interview with SCP-1832, following capture: 


Researcher Beasley: When did you first find you could 
heal individuals? 

SCP-1832: | must have been fifteen at the time... It was 
right after Jesse died... 

Beasley: Jesse? 

SCP-1832: My younger brother. Nine months old. Just 
stopped breathing one night in his crib... 

Beasley: Ah... It seems you have a fairly extensive 
record of these mock-healings... | mean, all around the 
southern United States... 

SCP-1832: What can | say? I'm a man who likes to 
travel. 

Beasley: So, uh, if you can heal, why not do it? 
SCP-1832: Do what? 

Beasley: Why not heal the children? 

SCP-1832: First few times, | did. | really tried. But each 
time, it got harder and harder. Soon, there wasn't almost 


nothing | could fix. Then, there was this one old lady, 
looking after her grandchildren. Both had, well, | don't 
even know what they had- | ain't a doctor- but they had it 
bad. Anyway, | told the lady I'd try, but | was weak, and 
she had to try with me. And, because I'd been bled dry, 
the kids... they died. And | was holding the woman and 
she was sobbing into my shoulder, and | felt a way | 
hadn't felt since Jesse's funeral... | felt... | dunno what 
the word is... not good, maybe... | dunno... Powerful. 
And | knew | had it in me again. 

Beasley: Had what in you? 

SCP-1832: The Lord's strength. Next time, | knew what | 
had to do. It was a little child, one of God's own lambs. 
Only did it halfway, so that she would die soon enough. | 
told them | had taken the infant as far as | could, that it 
was up to them now. And when that child departed, and | 
looked into the eyes of the mother and father, and | saw 
their pain, and | saw their helplessness. Then | heard a 
voice, telling the father he was an adulterer, that the 
death was his fault, that he had killed his only daughter. | 
didn't even realize it was my own. And | saw in his 
eyes... | saw him break. | felt a current flow through me, 
fill me full of juice. And | knew it. 

Beasley: Knew what? 

SCP-1832: That | had the power. To heal or to not, to 
judge the wicked, to deny a man love and mercy when 
he needs it most. What it's like to be God. 


Footnotes 
1. Individuals suffering degenerative illnesses were most frequently 
selected by SCP-1832, being present in 85% of documented cases 


« SCP-1831 | SCP-1832 | SCP-1833 » 


SCP-1833: Class of '76 


Item #: SCP-1833 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1833 is to be contained in 
a standard containment locker, located in Site-77's Safe SCP 
wing. No personnel other than Class-D personnel are authorized to 
handle SCP-1833. 


Description: SCP-1833 is a copy of the 1976 edition High 
School yearbook. Its appearance is consistent with other copies of 
the book, and appears to have normal wear for an object of its age. 
The yearbook is entitled "Reflections of '76". It is hardcover, and 
contains exactly fifty pages. The book is divided into five sections: a 
collection of student photographs, photographs from around the 
school year, club photos, photos from athletic events, and an 
autograph section. 


When SCP-1833 is read by any person who has graduated from 
high school, the object's anomalous effect will initiate. The individual 
(hereafter referred to as "the subject") who reads SCP-1833 will 
perceive it as their own high school yearbook, containing messages 
left by persons with whom they associated socially during their high 
school years. Initially, these photographs and messages will be 
positive, with encouraging comments written in the book's margins, 
often mentioning events which invoke positive feelings in the 
subject. 


However, after approximately 10 pages are read, the messages will 
begin to become more negative in tone. Initially, they will recount 
events that occurred during high school for which the subject feels 
embarrassment or remorse. They will then begin to mention events 
from the subject's life that occurred after completing high school, 
and will make personal attacks on the subject. In addition, the 
photographs depicted in the book will become more negative, with 


the persons depicted in the photographs often appearing to be 
heavily deformed. 


After an indeterminate number of pages have been read, ranging 
from 20-30 pages, photographs of the subject will begin to appear in 
the book. Initially, these photographs will depict embarrassing 
events that occurred during the subject's time in high school. 
However, as the subject progresses through the book, the photos 
will become more disturbing, with photographs of the subject 
committing crimes, being mutilated, and being harmed by other 
persons depicted in SCP-1833 being the most commonly reported 
images. 


Page 03 Beginning of SCP-1833's content. 
Several students (including the 
subject) are depicted in candid 
photographs taken during the 
school year. All persons depicted 
in the photographs appear 
smiling, and the subject is 
pictured socializing with a large 

oup of attractive students. 

Page 10 Subject appears to be giving a 
presentation to a class. The topic 
of this presentation varies 
between subjects, but students 
observing appear engaged and 
~ terested. 

Page 16 First instance of negative 
imagery. The subject appears to 
be spilling a lunch tray onto 

‘veral other students. 

Page 20 Subject appears in a goalie 
uniform, lying in the grass as the 
opposing team scores a goal. A 
marching band is visible in the 
~ ickground. 

Page 29 First instance of violent imagery. 


Page 36 


Page 39 


Back Cover 


Subject appears to be in a nurse's 
office, with several abrasion 
dunds on the face and neck. 
Subject appears in a music club 
photograph; however, the other 
club members have congregated 
to the far side of the photo, and 
appear to be jeering and throwing 
“Ings at the subject. 
The subject appears to be 
sleeping in its bedroom, and is 
surrounded by other persons 
depicted in the yearbook. These 
persons have grossly mutilated 
facial features, and are looking 
“ectly at the viewer. 
Handwritten message saying 
"We've had a great year, haven't 
we? Don't worry about waiting for 
the reunion, I'm sure we'll see 
each other soon enough. Lots of 
love, from all of your best friends." 


« SCP-1832 | SCP-1833 | SCP-1834 » 


SCP-1834: Uriel Fishbones 


Item #: SCP-1834 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1834 is to be contained in 
a standard humanoid containment chamber. It is to be given daily 
doses of activated carbon, copper chlorophyllin, and medication for 
arthritis. Its rations are to exclude foods that contain red meats, 
legumes, and eggs. As it is compliant with being contained, no 
further procedures are necessary. 


SCP-1834 has requested: 


* A low, sturdy table with rounded edges for its containment 
chamber (Approved) 

* To have its performances recorded (Approved) 

¢ To watch the recordings of its performances (Denied) 

¢ Alcoholic beverages (Denied) 

* Cigars (Denied) 

* To have its hat back (Denied) 

¢ An accurate wristwatch (Approved) 

¢ The collected written works of Beatrix Potter (Approved in 

part) 

Permission to conduct its performances in front of an 

audience of personnel "so the effort doesn't go to waste" 

(Approved, contingent on good behavior) 


Description: SCP-1834 is a male human, African-American, 
approximately 501 years of age. It has sparse graying hair, dark 
skin, and widely-spaced teeth. Where its eyes should be, there are 
instead a pair of X's sewn into the skin with black thread. Cursory 
examination shows that even though the flesh bulges outwards in 
the manner of closed eyes, it does not have eyeballs or eye sockets 
underneath. X-rays confirm that its cranium is constructed from 
multiple thick overlapping plates of bone with a lack of features in