typical range for humans by exposure to SCP- 


When initially discovered, containment was focused on quarantining 
affected individuals. However, inspired by research done in the 
process of containing SCP- 8, a Memetics Department research 
team created Memetic Agent 3503-Man-About-Town (Meme MAT), 
which is capable of converting SCP-3503 into non-anomalous 
PTSD. Unfortunately, Meme MAT is reliant on the subject believing 
that Meme MAT is being administered to them specifically in order to 
function, so it cannot be spread across mass media to cure 
SCP-3503 infectees automatically. 


Document-3503-A: The following is a transcript of a video made by 
Private Morton Baker of the United States Army. After being 
deployed to Afghanistan in 2002, he served a single, full tour of duty 
before returning to the US. He was clinically diagnosed with PTSD in 
2007. In 2011, he attacked the life insurance company where he 
worked; there were no fatalities, but 34 serious injuries. When 
questioned by police as to the motivation behind his crime, he 
directed them to the video. Based on the content of the video, and 
analysis of the spread patterns of SCP-3503, Morton Baker is 
believed to be SCP-3503's patient zero. 


Video Transcript 


Subject: Private Morton Baker, describing SCP-3503. 


[BEGIN LOG] 
The camera is in a room in Baker's apartment, recording a 
wall. Baker steps into frame and sits down. 


If you're watching this, you're probably wondering "Why'd he 
do it?" Well I'll tell you why, but first, you need some 
backstory. 


Way back when, after spending only five or six months in 
Afghanistan, me and my squad were moving along a hillside 
east of [DATA REDACTED]. | was third in line when an IED 
went off in front of us. Schneider died. Owens lived, but | 


heard they had to take out one of his kidneys. | didn't get any 
shrapnel, but | wasn't on super secure footing when the bomb 
went off, so the blast wave and the surprise knocked me on 
my ass and | started tumbling down the hill. | was tumbling 
fast too, this was a pretty steep hill, you see? 


As the world spun, it seemed to get darker, which didn't make 
much sense. When | came to a stop and looked up, | was ina 
damn jungle. Or maybe a forest? It doesn't seem quite right to 
call it either, sort of a mix between the two. Point is, there 
weren't any forests or jungles around. But the scenery wasn't 
the main attraction: there was someone there. He was about 
nine feet tall, and he had goat legs and horns. The rest of him 
looked... almost like a human, for the most part. Except his 
skin didn't look like skin, it looked like scar tissue. And | don't 
think English even has the words to describe what his dick 
looked like, so | won't try. 


What happens next is tough to describe. A bunch of things 
happened to me at the same time that couldn't happen at the 
same time. Like, imagine you have a projector, but instead of 
playing one slide at a time, you jam ten in there, and they all 
get projected on top of each other. 


The wild god, that's what | call the goat man these days, he 
pounced on me and started eating me. Just bit right through 
my skin, started eating my guts. At the same time, he was 
kicking the crap out of me with his hooves, in my stomach, 
which didn't have a big bite hole in it. He touched my chest 
and my insides started hurting, think he might've been giving 
me some kind of cancer in that one. He touched my face and | 
just got so thirsty, thirstier than I'd ever been in my life. He 
did... a few other things, which | don't care to talk about in 
detail. But one time, in one "slide," he didn't really do anything 
to me. He looked at me for like half a second, then he turned 
around and walked off. 


Somehow that was worse than getting eaten. 


The pain and fear was so bad, | just screwed my eyes shut 
and waited to die. When | opened my eyes, | was at the 


bottom of the hill, a few of my buddies around me. They said | 
had cracked my forehead on a rock on the way down. | could 
see the bruise in a mirror for months, but it never hurt. Never 
told anyone about what I'd seen. | thought it was the worst 
day of my life. | was so damn stupid back then. It wasn't until 
years later | started to realize the god did me a huge favor. He 
opened my eyes. 


Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Disorder, loaded with the 
implication that it's bad, that the order we've created is what's 
desirable. When you have PTSD, you're always on edge, 
always on the lookout. Your enemy is always around the 
corner. People think that's wrong, we shouldn't be like that. 
The wild god showed me that that's exactly how we should 
be. People say technology is unnatural, and they're right, but 
for the wrong reasons. Technology isn't unnatural for what it 
is, but what it does. It gives us comfort, security, knowledge, 
prosperity. These things are aberrations against nature, true 
nature, which is a brutal, chaotic, painful, struggle. Machines 
give humans a buffer to protect them from the universe, and it 
makes me sick. Nowadays, we have ideas like "Wholesome 
All-Natural Foods!" and "We have to take care of Mother 
Nature!" 


Baker pulls at his hair and screams. 


You dumb fucks! Nature doesn't give a shit about you! Mother 
Nature is a cold, neglectful bitch who puts cigarettes out on 
your arms! And that's good! 


Baker takes a deep breath. 


People only romanticize nature because they don't have to 
deal with it, like a rich kid or dumbass academic glorifying 
being poor. The wild god taught me how to go green and love 
nature for real. And by the time you watch this, I'll have helped 
at least a few more people see the truth too. 


Baker starts to get up from his chair but pauses, and turns 
back to the camera. 


You know, | was brought up Baptist. For years | thought | had 
encountered the Devil himself on that hill. But the guy | met 
was made of flesh and blood. And | know, just as sure as | 
know the sun rises in the morning, that the Devil is a machine. 
[END LOG] 


27 days after Baker's arrest, the jail he was being held in was 
broken into by a group with anomalous capabilities associated with 
Gol-004 ("The Church of the Broken God"), and Private Baker was 
captured by the group. Security camera footage shows the agents 
binding Private Baker in handcuffs and rope before carrying him out 
of the jail and escaping. Foundation agents investigated the hill 
Baker referred to, no anomalous activity was found. SCP-3503 was 
discovered during the Foundation's investigation of the break-out, 
after having gone uncontained for nearly 9 years. 

Footnotes 

1. The most commonly used criteria for "reasonable suspicion" are if 
the person has had a traumatic experience of any kind while the 
focus was contagious, the heightened "fight or flight" response 
characteristic of PTSD, or the presence of dreams consistent with 
SCP-3503 infection (see description). 

2. Site-17 specializes in the containment and study of low-risk 
humanoid anomalies. 

3.Some researchers have questioned why the infectees are 
contained at Site-17, rather than some highly remote location. The 
reason is logistical, Site-17 has a well developed supply chain for 
the needs of humanoids, and many personnel experienced with 
humanoids. We wanted to take advantage of these resources for the 
highly important research we do on SCP-3503. Also, as the 
anomalies contained at Site-17 are mostly low-risk, there is a 
reduced chance of Foundation personnel having a traumatic 
experience in the line of duty here.- Dr. Julia Rodriguez, SCP-3503 
Containment Lead. 

4. Creatures prominent in Greek mythology, they resemble humans 
with goat legs, goat horns, and a goat tail. They are associated with 
Pan, the Greek god of the wild. Fauns are a similar creature in 
Roman mythology. 

5. This is a highly effective method of spreading SCP-3503 as 


while engaged in Script, although music, dance styles, alcohol, et 
cetera remain "modern". Complete logs of all recorded actions, 
lines, and requests for each Script are available on request from Dr. 
Moriglioni. In its current configuration, SCP-453 has shown 
preference for three (3) Scripts in particular; these three account for 
roughly 80% of the Scripts seen, and represent a good cross-section 
of the general types of Scripts SCP-453 is capable of. These Scripts 
follow, listed in order of frequency: 


Script 43: "The Cheating Wife" 


Low priority, low fatality; staff medical intervention required at 2307 
hrs for 43-male-C, and recommended for 43-males-A and -B. 
Medical treatment of 43-wife at 2319 hrs is also recommended, but 
is conditional on consent from 43-wife as she will have left the script 
at this point. 

Pertinent Events: 


¢ At 2149 hrs, a female (43-wife) between the ages of 20 and 
25 will withdraw to the men's washroom, followed within 2 
minutes by three (8) males between the ages of 20 and 40 
(43-male-A, -B, and -C). 


Between 2152 and 2250 hrs, [DATA EXPUNGED]. 


¢ At 2255 hrs, a male civilian (43-husband) will enter SCP-453, 
order a bottle of red wine, and proceed immediately to the 
washroom. 43-husband will beat 43-male-A and -B to 
unconsciousness using the bottle; 43-male-C will receive 
minor brain trauma. Prompt medical attention will allow 43- 
male-C to recover within one (1) week. 43-husband drags 43- 
wife out of the washroom and proceeds to [DATA 
EXPUNGED}], screaming epithets about infidelity and 
marriage in Latin. Other participants of the club pay no 
attention. 43-husband drags 43-wife out of SCP-453 at 2319 
hrs, at which point they leave the Script and 43-wife can be 
retrieved for medical intervention. 


Aftermath: Despite the trauma of the events, 43-wife shows no 
memory of them the following day. When injuries are pointed out, 
she reacts with shock. 43-husband remembers the events vaguely, 


traumatic events inflicted by familiar individuals is more likely to 
cause PTSD than similar traumatic events inflicted by strangers 

6. Individuals are thought to be susceptible to SCP-3503 infection 
for 2-3 weeks after a traumatic event, but this period is poorly 
characterized at this time. 

7. Testing on SCP-3503 is generally performed by exposing D-Class 
personnel to a memetic agent simulating a highly traumatic 
experience, and then having them interact with Stage 3 infectees to 
quickly determine if they've been infected. 

8. See: Saxon, Z. (2006). Fighting Fire with Ideas: Using Memetics 
to Contain Non-Memetic Anomalies.Memetics, an SCP Foundation 
Journal., 78(4), 22-34. 


SCP-3504: "And how will we know you are one of 
us?" 


Item #: SCP-3504 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: Any information or imagery in 
regards to Namejs Island is to be censored. Outpost Wallace has 
been established on Namejs Island for research and observation, 
with two additional lookout posts around the island's perimeter (see 
map in Exploration Log EX-3504-43). Assigned personnel wishing to 
construct their own living quarters may do so in the southeast village 
with permission from the outpost captain. Regular boat patrols of the 
island are to be maintained, with the cover story that the island is a 
missile testing facility. 


Resin produced by the trees found on Namejs Island is to be 
examined for anomalous properties. Resin judged likely to possess 
the qualities of SCP-3504 is to be stored for testing. When testing, 
personnel are not to consume more than 300 grams of SCP-3504 in 
a 24-hour period, due to risk of information overload. Testing 
personnel reporting dizziness or confusion after testing are to be 
brought to the medical bay. 


Description: SCP-3504 is the resin produced by certain spruce 
trees native to Namejs Island, which can store and transfer basic 
concepts. Specifically, the resin produced contains the memories, 
experiences and emotions of the Patiesian! people who lived on the 
island in the 14th century. These memories can be passed on to 
humans via ingestion. 


The island is a 170 km2 land mass located in the Baltic Sea, and 
has only recently been discovered? despite evidence of its existence 
for more than seven centuries. It supports a substantial variety of 
flora and fauna, and most areas of the island are relatively diverse, 
save for its coastline, which is populated almost entirely by 


Norwegian Spruce Trees and their resin, which have formed tens of 
thousands of tall resin shards around the border. While most shards 
are non-anomalous, a small percentage, identifiable by a slight 
luminescence, are instances of SCP-3504. 


Examples of information gathered from ingested resin include 
songs, dances, poems, and phrases, commonly paired with the 
cultural connotation and the typical emotional response associated 
with a given experience. Continual ingestion may also grant a 
subject the basics of a skillset to execute tasks received, such as 
the creation of certain foods or clothing items. Notably, all supplies 
to create these items can all be found naturally occurring on the 
island itself, with no need for outside resources. Information is not 
limited to one particular piece of resin, and the same information 
may be ingested repeatedly. 


People who ingest the resin itself report a feeling of euphoria in 
addition to the gathered information, with some comparing the 
feeling to certain stimulating recreational drugs. Over-ingestion, 
particularly in single sittings, can lead to states of delirium, 
overstimulation and catatonia, leading to strict sanctions on 
ingestion testing. 


Abbreviated Test Log, T-3503: 


information Gathered Researcher Comments 
The taste of a beverage typically “If I’m being honest, | feel a little 
drunk during celebratory drunk just thinking about it; this is 


ceremonies, and the ingredients a strong drink.” - Dr. Kulkarni 
to create it. When asked to 


demonstrate this knowledge, "I've been fermenting this stuff all 
Researcher Kulkarni listed the Summer - we'll be having a, uh, a 
ingredients for “Balzams’”, an testing night at my hut on the 3rd. 
alcoholic beverage made of You wanna come?" - Intern Ozols 
flowers and berries, known for itS 

potency. 


The instructions for constructing a “For immersion purposes, 

suitable living space out of resin) Schrader and myself have 

and other materials found requested to use these 

naturally on the island. techniques to create temporary 
living quarters on the island.” - Dr. 


A poem in regards to a demigod 
called “The Bear Slayer”. It is 
known for its strength and its 
diligence to protect its country. 
There are many similarities to the 
Latvian demigod of the same 
name. 

The words for “rye”, “wheat” anc 
“bread”. Appears to be a 
derivative from modern-day 
Latvian. Along with the words, 
Researcher Kulkarni gained 
knowledge regarding many 
different uses for them. 


A folk dance involving a large 
group of people holding hands 
and moving clockwise and 
counterclockwise in a circle. 
Typically performed during 
weddings or holidays. 

The technique for proper and 
efficient resin harvesting, and 


Kulkarni 


"It's more than a little bit 
wonderful - when | picked up the 
materials today, | knew how to do 
it, not just in theory, but as if I'd 
been doing it all my life.” - Dr. 
Berzins 

“There are plenty of mentions 
involving invaders trying to kill 
The Bear Slayer, so my guess is 
this poem was made to potentially 
rebel in a subtle way from some 
sort of invader.” - Dr. Schrader 


“Apparently, they really liked 
grains in this society. Their bread 
was darker than soot and they 
spread butter all over it, and 
despite all that, they seemed to 
enjoy it. Must have been a staple 
in their diet despite an abundance 
of other nutritional resources on 
the island.” - Dr. Kulkarni