00:00 — Disk starts. Scene shows the Subjects on the shores 
of a lake. Local geography resembles the American 
southwest, with thick scrub vegetation and several clumps of 
tamarisk on the lakeshore. Subject 3 is filling a canteen from 
the lake. 

00:30 — Subject 3 points out a disturbance behind the camera. 
Camera turns to see a group of about fifteen lemur-like 


creatures emerging from the brush, roughly twenty meters 
away. Camera zooms in to show that they are walking on their 
hind legs and are carrying sharpened sticks. The “tribe” 
ignores the presence of the Subjects. 

00:54 — The tribe begins to drink from the lake. Subject 1 
makes a short narrative comment, showing some surprise at 
the event, but only enough to suggest that this is a rare find. 
She continues with the narration as usual. 

02:03 — The tribe’s lookout makes a startled yelp. The other 
lemurs take notice. 

02:04 — A dromaeosaurid dinosaur of considerable size 
(Researcher's Note: Believed to be an adult Utahraptor) 
appears. Subjects begin to run away. Sounds of the conflict 
can be heard over the Subjects’ footsteps. 

02:25 — Camera is directed back at the tribe. Lemurs have 
now either run away or been killed. The Utahraptor is feeding 
on the dead. 

03:13 — Cut. Scene now shows the dinosaur dead on the 
ground, with numerous bullet holes in its head and chest area. 
Subject 1 is scolding Subject 3, who is seen disassembling a 
long-barreled rifle. 

03:20 — Cut. Subjects have walked down the eastern shore of 
the lake. There are some unusual disturbances in the water. 
This continues for the next 01:36. 

04:04 — A Megatherium (giant ground sloth), which is seen to 
have six limbs instead of four, approaches the lake shore from 
the brush. After looking around the area, it bends down to 
drink. 

04:56 — Disturbances in the water increase as a large creature 
emerges from the lake. As only the upper portion is visible, 
identification is difficult. A membranous dome, lined by 
numerous frills of skin and cartilage, is visible. The skin is 
semi-transparent, showing a bulbous structure underneath. 
Visible are several triple-jointed arms (Researcher's note: Five 
limbs have been counted), which have thick black fur and 
hands with two opposable thumbs. 

04:59 — Unknown creature lashes its arms at the area behind 
the sloth, attacking a pack of raptors much like the one before, 
which were preparing to launch an attack on the sloth. 

05:12 — Unknown creature grabs a raptor in one of its hands 


and throws towards the Subjects, who it misses by no less 
than a meter. Camera moves to look at the body: the spine 
has been snapped on impact. 

¢ 05:17 — Cut. Subjects have left the lake behind, and are now 
climbing over a short ridge. Animal noises can be heard from 
the other side. 

¢ 05:18 — Disk ends. 


Disk 6 


* 00:00 — Disk starts. Video shows that the Subjects are 
traversing a salt plain on foot. Sky is overcast and dark. No life 
can be seen anywhere. 

* 00:07 — Subject 3 begins to speak. The conversation is casual 
and continues for the next twelve minutes without notable 
events. 

* 12:07 — Cut. Conversation is still ongoing, though Subject 1’s 
tone has become increasingly worried. 

* 12:55 — Argument between Subjects 1 and 3 breaks out. 
Subject 2 steps in, attempting to break it up. 

* 13:12 — Cut. Conversation has ended. Subjects appear weary. 
Distant thunder is heard in the background. The camera pans 
to show two unknown creatures (Researcher's note: 
Creatures are estimated to be between 200 and 250 meters 
tall) on the southern horizon. From the distance, they appear 
to be masses of cartilage and gas sacks at least five stories 
tall. Subject 1 speaks, but is interrupted by a low roar in the 
distance. The Subjects look to the east, then at each other. 
Subject 3 speaks briefly, and the group resumes walking. 

¢ 14:04 —Disk ends 


Disk 7 

Data lost. The disk has been overwritten with several episodes of 
the anime Cowboy Bebop. Closer inspection has shown several 
one-frame fragments of the original video that remain. 


* 09:33 — A forest of crooked, leafless trees. Part of a bleached 
skeleton of unknown origin is seen in the corner of the frame. 

¢ 26:01 — Shot was taken within a small clearing containing six 
boulder-sized pearls which provide ambient light through 
unknown means. The clearing is within a dense formation of 


jagged limestone towers, known as ftsingy. 

27:50 — Two frames of a bloated, wormlike creature with three 
flexible proboscises covered in feathered tufts. 

44:27 — A dark blue screen filled with complex mathematical 
formulae appearing in white Arabic numerals. 

54:14 — The final segment lasts for approximately three 
seconds. The soundless footage is too shaky for any 
conclusive analysis, but it would appear that Subject 2 is 
running up a steep incline at substantial speed with the 
camera rolling. 

55:02 — Static. Faint screams and gunfire can be heard 
beneath the white noise. A voice identified as Subject 2 can 
be heard shouting before being drowned out. 

55:46 — Disk ends. 


Disk 8 


00:00 — Disk starts. Scene shows subjects slowly descending 
a rocky slope towards the bottom of a small valley. There is no 
plant life to be seen. There is a substantial amount of smog 
and dust in the air, giving a red-brown color to the sky. 

00:04 — Camera focuses on the bottom of the valley, 
observing a large settlement. Shacks are constructed primarily 
of corrugated sheet metal and are built several layers thick. 
Some figures can be seen around the edge of the settlement. 
00:09 — Cut. Subjects have reached the bottom of the incline 
and are standing roughly 10 meters from the edge of the slum. 
At this distance the conditions within the settlement are seen 
in detail. The narrow spaces between shacks are lined with 
sewage and large patches of grey lichen or fungus. Roughly 
twenty inhabitants can be seen, though they pay no attention 
to the Subjects. The inhabitants are human, and their 
appearance is consistent with the living conditions around 
them: they are filthy, dressed in rags, malnourished, and many 
sport deformities. They walk without any seeming purpose, 
noticing little, if any, of their surroundings. 

00:12 — Subjects start walking slowly towards the settlement’s 
edge. Inhabitants still show no signs of notice. 

00:15 — One of the slum inhabitants, male with severe 
deformities, sharply turns his head to face the camera. 


00:16 — Inhabitant begins running towards Subjects. 

00:19 — Inhabitant begins attacking Subjects, screaming “Let 
us go! Let us go, you sick fucks!” 

00:23 — A mob has formed around the Subjects, who attempt 
to fight them off. 

00:25 — Camera is knocked out of Subject 2’s hand, and 
records the mob’s feet for seven seconds afterwards. 
Screams can be heard off-screen. 

00:32 — Disk ends. 


Vision At Betar 


0) |, Jeremiah the Flayed, who was at Betar and knew blood under 
the eagle with bronze wings, write these words. At Betar, in blood 
that was of drowning-depth, | drowned Speaks-With-Self, and made 
a word-womb from his body. | took it from his heart and wandered 
among the Branches and Roots and Ways. In this word-womb | 
placed my sight, for in drowning-blood | was blinded, and my eyes 
had no truth to them. 


And | am Eyal Shamaym, his... disciple, | suppose? Apprentice? 
The old bastard never really bothered to make that clear. As you 
see, any attempt by the untrained to make any sense of his 
mumbling nonsense is an exercise in futility, and so I, gracious and 
high-minded as | am, decided to provided the all-too vital service of 
annotating his notes so that sensible (if not too clever) people could 
understand them. So, let us begin. All he's really saying here is that 
bad shit happened, and he somehow found his way into... the 
Ways. 


1) Upon the drowning of Speaks-With-Self in the blood of Betar 
under the winged bronze, the drowning-bubbles opened for me the 
dusted path, where | walked upon the Trailing Way. | bore the word- 
womb at my side until | came upon Convocation of Paths. | saw a 
great multitude of gods stretched out before me, and these gods 
wore many crowns which had no facets, and held kingship among 
many holds, and among them and their holds there was division, for 
in their realms the borders of north and south and east and west and 
knuft and thirt were sharp-edged like soft words. Many realms held 
no gods, and the gods abandoned these to blindness, and many 
gods died and were born before my eyes. The strands that 
connected the kingdoms had become loose, and some had rotted, 
and some had broken, and those that remain were pulled tight. 


Psst. When he says 'Speaks-With-Self' he just means his crazy ass 
is talking to himself. 


Speaks-With-Self uttered truth-lies then, saying “By your sight | see 
a great multitude that stretches out to the end of all things, and there 
is contention on their midst. When | speak of scars, you know and 
understand?” 


| answered: “Perhaps | will find the words.” 


This is where Ol' Jeremiah (one of the two of them, anyhow) first 
became aware of the war between the gods of the infinite worlds of 
creation. It's all very vast and terrifying and beyond our feeble mortal 
ken. Oh, | don't mean the endless insecticidal process of the gods 
dying and being reborn, | mean what the hell 'knuft' and 'thirt' are 
supposed to mean. 


2) Speak-With-Self’s words opened up a tear which wept, and upon 
stepping through | was draped in its ragged truth and saw the gods 
who wore facets, for they are of the scarred sphere with many faces. 
These faces bellowed long-songs, and engaged in debate at length 
with each other, and the meanings of them | could not understand. 
Upon the many brows was inscribed the name “Yesod-With-Faces”, 
for they were the foundation of what was above. It [Yesod-With- 
Faces] was pierced through by seven taproots, and their way-names 
were True-Record, Succession-of-Peoples, Arts-of-Fiction, Home-of- 
Word-men, House-of-Small-Gods, and Forgotten-Tales. The 
seventh’s true name was not to be uttered, for it was beyond the 
tongues of gods to pronounce, but it had been called Gift once. 


These roots led up to Knowledge, which towered above Yesod-With- 
Faces, and in this formed the foundation of a mighty tree, and | 
realized that the gods who did not wear facets were scattered 
amongst the lesser roots and old Ways, and this was the cause of 
their dissolution. 


Speaks-With-Self uttered then, and said “See how they speak? They 
list the ordering of gods who wear facets, and list the days of their 
contradiction,” but | did not know this or find understanding in those 
words. 


Of all of Jeremiah's teachings, his discussion of the foundation-gods 
was always the part | least understood. And hey, you can read 
almost as well as | can, can you really blame me? Stuff is bonkers. 


From what little | can gleam for this, at the base of creation Jeremiah 
found the seven disputing foundation-gods, "Yesod-With-Faces", 
upon which the rest of creation is built. As gods are want to do, 
they're arguing with themselves and with other gods and they can 
never just be happy to sit in the shade and have a nice drink or 
something. You know, the all-encompassing eternal wonder of 
creation would be a helluva lot more wondrous if more people just 
stopped for a sec to have a drink. 


3) Troubled by the things that had been whispered to me by Speaks- 
With-Self, | ascended upon a taproot, that which is called by the 
Docents “The Way of Forgotten Tales”. In my ascent, | passed by 
many gods and their realms, of which | will soeak now: 


These gods also bore neither crowns nor facets: they needed no 
signs of authority, for they were old gods, and they had no facets, for 
they were immutable. They were few in number compared to the 
gods who wore facets and the gods who stood before Yesod-With- 
Faces, but their power filled me with awe. 


Speaks-With-Self spoke to me then, and said “Their age has 
rendered them mighty, but they are separated. See, their Ways are 
few, and they do not bicker about about like the gods who wear 
facets and the gods who stand before Yesod-With-Faces. They are 
quiet gods, slow to act, and distant. Do you understand the meaning 
of this?” 


| answered: “As one can be said to hold his breath in his hands.” 


The Eldest Gods, the ones with the real power, sit around and do 
nothing. What else is new? 


4) | came upon the Eternal House of Death, that which separates 
the lower parts of the Tree from the higher. Here | rested for a time, 
and leaned against the doorpost. Death came to the door and spoke 
to me “You rest against the doorpost of the Eternal House of Death. 
Have you no fear of our might?” 


| answered: “Nay, sir, | have no fear of you or your brothers, for | 
have seen you at Betar, and know your power. | do not fear you, for 
| know your power is utter.” 


distance of at least 3 meters away. SCP-987-1 has only 
aggressively reacted to those who have tampered with SCP-987-a 
through h m in any manner other than cleaning them carefully. 


SCP-987-a through h m are mirrors of various sizes and types. 
Seven Eight of them are medicine cabinets; the others are wall 
mounted mirrors of various sizes and makes, the largest of which 
measures approximately 1 x 1.5 meters. Style and construction 
details indicate that all were manufactured between the 1940's and 
1990's. SCP-987-a through h m exhibit no anomalous 
characteristics other than their reflections, although exhaustive 
testing has been hampered by SCP-987-1. Photographic imaging 
and video recordings show a normal mirrored surface. When viewed 
directly, the surface of the mirrors do not reflect an image of the 
room they are currently in, but rather they show a different scene, 
presumably of their previous location. [Edit] The original locations of 
SCP-987-c, -k, and -m were identified and confirms the 
aforementioned theory. [See Addendum Log SCP-987-2] The 
reflections each show a scene of a violent death of a human subject, 
most commonly in a bathroom. The images are not static, but rather 
run as a loop lasting from 48 seconds to over 4 minutes. If viewed 
for 2 full cycles, the images change and the subjects become aware 
of the viewer as if looking through a window, often soundlessly 
pleading for help as the scenes unfold. The aggressor(s) also 
occasionally interact with the viewer by making hostile gestures or 
writing on the surface of the mirror. 


On 5 occasions since / /199 , SCP-987-1 has dissipated and 

become unobservable as noted above. In each case a new mirror 

has appeared among the others as it reforms. In some cases, the 

mirrors were collected long after the violent incident they portray, 

even decades later. The latest addition, SCP-987-m, appeared / 
/2010. 


Addendum Log SCP-987-1: [DATA REDACTED] 
Addendum Log SCP-987-2: Identified Victims 
SCP-987-c 


, male, 62 years old, bathroom of an upscale home in F 
California, / /1968. Victim is bound and kneeling on the bathroom 


Death said: “Aye, our domain is all things that exist within the shade 
of the Tree, and within its branches, and within its roots. You are 
wise, mortal. | will permit you to rest against the doorpost of the 
house of my brothers." 


| rested a while longer, and rolled dice with Death, and learned from 
him secret arts and hidden Ways. 


Uh uh. I'm not saying anything more about this. You have to be a 
very specific sort of idiot to tangle with the Brothers, and that idiot 
ain't me. I'll just say this- whatever mojo the Brothers taught the old 
man, it worked. Both him and | are living proof of that. With an 
emphasis on ‘living’.