In the early 2050's when the Resource Wars began, The Foundation 
did not fear anything. They had enough of a hold in world 
governments that they'd be able to assure their resources would not 
be taken from them. However, as the oil wells dried up and uranium 
mines became empty, the Foundation was forced to move, forced to 
go to the only reliable source of resources left; the United States of 
America. 


If you meet anyone who knows anything about the history of the 
world before the war, they will tell you that Europe and the Middle 
East fought against each other until they destroyed each other. Even 
then the Foundation was good at covering up the terrors that 
destroyed towns and cities. 


As the USA and China were on the brink of nuclear war, the USA 
begged the Foundation to help, to use what they had contained to 
defeat the red menace, to secure America's victory. The O5 council 
was split. Some wanted to oblige, stating that if they didn't help, 
humanity would soon destroy itself. Others stated that the 
Foundation did not exist to solve such matters and that they should 
stay out of it. 


During the time that they spent bickering, humanity had grown tired 
of waiting for the Foundation to save them, to shield them from the 
impending nuclear fire. As the bombs engulfed the land, the O5 
council watched as humanity destroyed itself, watched as they 
realised that they had failed their goal, failed to protect humanity. 


However, despite the predictions that humanity would be destroyed, 
it remained. Hundreds of years later, humanity carried on surviving. 
Unbeknownst to most, so did the Foundation. In over 200 years of 
humanity changing, adapting to the wasteland it had created, the 
Foundation had been hiding underground, unchanged for over 200 
years. And war... 


War never changes. 


"Are we there yet?" 
"No." 
"How about now?" 


"Nope and the next time you ask it'll be no and the time after that 
and even the time after that." 


"What about the time after the time after that time...after that?" 


Lucy turned around to face Jeremy, looked straight into his eyes and 
said "Especially the time after that." 


Lucy and Jeremy had been travelling the wasteland for days. How 
many days? Well they'd lost count around 3. You'd be forgiven for 
thinking that these two should be killing each other rather than 
travelling with each other. 


Lucy was a tall ex-caravanner, dirty jeans, leather jacket, and 
chestnut brown hair. In her hands she carried a weathered Laser 
Rifle and in her mind she carried a world of pain. She'd not been too 
trusting of folk or too sympathetic since her caravan was destroyed 
by a group of raiders. Made it out of there with nothing but her 
clothes, shotgun and some scars as a reminder. 


So the fact that this battle stricken warrior was hanging around with 
a teenage Vault dweller with black scruffy hair who's only 
experience of battle was the occasional bully in the corridor made 
this situation even more confusing. 


Jeremy and Lucy first met when Jeremy had just emerged from 
Vault 14 and immediately tried to make friends with a local 
Deathclaw. Any rational or sane human being would have run 180 
degrees in the other direction however Jeremy had been part of one 
of Vault-Tec's experiments. 


The inhabitants of Vault 14 were picked for being incredibly friendly 
and trusting to complete strangers. The Vault was to open 200 years 
after the Great war so the inhabitants were free to roam the 
wasteland. The test was to see if such trusting and friendly people 
could survive in a world run by bandits and mutants. The answer 
turned out to be "no unless someone with a laser rifle is near by". 


Lucy kept Jeremy around not for friendship or for any beneficial 
reason. She kept Jeremy around because she knew he'd end up 
getting himself killed if she let him out of his sight. She'd had dogs 
that weren't as stupid as him however it was sort endearing...the 
sort of endearing that might get her killed but still endearing. 


They were currently heading West along a deserted road, the only 
landmarks being the occasional rotting Nuka Cola truck or stripped 
to the bone Chryslus. Recently they'd heard of a city in the middle of 
the desert with electricity, food, water and everything any traveller 
should need. They called it "New Vegas". 


"So when we get to Vegas, are we gonna stay there or is there more 
of this walking?" asked Jeremy. 


"| don't know." responded Lucy, not interested in what would happen 
once they got to Vegas. 


"Cause y'know, I'd like to maybe sit down for a while and just talk to 
people and make some friends. Did you know | like making friends?" 


"No Jeremy | had absolutely no ide-" 


Lucy stopped suddenly, looking at the ground on the side of the 
road. She put out her arm to catch Jeremy, to stop him from carrying 
on walking. 


"What is it?" Jeremy asked, looking in the same direction as Lucy. 


Lucy wondered over to the point she was looking at. Jeremy 
followed cautiously. As they both neared the point on the ground, 
they noticed something metallic under the dirt. 


"A Pip-Boy? Why would someone have dropped their Pip-Boy?" 
Jeremy asked, completely oblivious to the fact that its owner likely 
didn't drop it intentionally. 


Lucy didn't respond to Jeremy. She had seen a door in the rock 
formation ahead. She walked up to the door and opened it slowly. 
Jeremy meanwhile, began fiddling with the Pip-Boy, trying to find out 
who's it was and what Vault they had come from. 


"Vault 25," they both said in unison. 
"How'd you know that?" Lucy questioned. 
"It says on this Pip-Boy." Jeremy responded. "How did you know?" 


"Because I've just found Vault 25." 


A large mechanical piston swooped down and locked onto the huge 
lumbering Vault door. The sound of grinding metal echoed 
throughout the Vault as the piston effortlessly pulled the Vault door. 
The piston let go of the door, allowing the door to freely roll to the 
side, revealing the Vault's entrance to Lucy and Jeremy. 


"Should we be going in here?" asked Jeremy, partly out of fear and 
partly out of being told not to go into other Vaults during his Vaults 
education. 


"Well technically no, however there might be some supplies in here 
that we'll need," Lucy said as they walked into the Vault. 


"But we have plenty of supplies, it can't be that far to Vegas can it?" 


"We're running out of water, we've been travelling for days and 
haven't seen any indication that Vegas is nearby. We need these 
supplies." 


Jeremy reluctantly obliged, following Lucy into the Vault. As they 
walked down the rusting, metal corridors, they noticed something 
about this Vault. A logo that had been on the Vault door and seemed 
to be everywhere inside too. 


"Well it's not a Vault-Tec logo...maybe this was a military Vault?" 
Lucy asked Jeremy as they opened another door which led into a 
pitch black area. 


"Why would the military need a Vault?" Jeremy asked as the lights in 
this area switched on. 


Both of them watched as the lights revealed a huge structure with 
doors all around the outside, fenced catwalks and seemingly a 
bottomless pit. It looked almost like a prison. Both Lucy and Jeremy 
were paralysed by the sheer size of the structure. 


"What is it?" Lucy asked Jeremy. 
"| dunno." Jeremy responded, both still staring at the structure. 
"What do you mean you don't know? You came from a Vault!" 
"Yeah but it didn't look like this." 


They made their way along a catwalk leading to the centre of the 
structure. In the middle of the structure was some sort of office 
overlooking the rest of the structure, as if the office itself was 
watching all these doors. 

The office itself seemed to be some sort of security office, possibly 
designed for guards. Consoles and computers were all around the 
edge of the room, lockers and file cabinets had been knocked over 
in the centre now laying in a pile of dust. 


Lucy walked over to one of the computers which had been left on. It 
was stuck on the usual login screen. Having fiddled with a few 
terminals across the wasteland, Lucy knew how to hack into the 
RobCo terminals. She began hacking her way into the computer. 


Examination of the web page's source code shows that the website 
operates by searching a local database. Efforts to retrieve the 
database or access it directly have been unsuccessful. 


Addendum: 


Experiment Log 614-1a 

Researcher: Dr. Opus 

Date: 08/12/2009 

Description: Over the course of about 20 days, a series of tests 
were run to check the accuracy of SCP-614 regarding future 
torrents. A string was randomly generated and searched for in 
SCP-614, and a note was made if a previously generated dummy 
file was found. The next day a random number generator was used 
to decide if a torrent would be uploaded or not. If the torrent was to 
be uploaded, then the previously generated file was uploaded onto a 
popular torrent site with the unique string, generated the previous 
day, as a tag. This process was repeated 20 times. Out of the 20, 
SCP-614 predicted whether or not the file would be uploaded 
correctly 19 times out of 20, proving an accuracy rate of about 95%. 


Experiment Log 614-1b 

Date: 09/23/2009 

Researcher: Dr. Opus 

Description: An unreleased movie, titled [REDACTED], was 
searched for in SCP-614 and downloaded. Release was scheduled 
for approximately [REDACTED] months from the date of the search. 
Movie was viewed by research personnel. Upon release of 
[REDACTED], the movie was acquired legitimately and viewed 
again, side-by-side with the previously downloaded movie. While the 
plot remained the same, several changes were noted in the final 
movie, such as the removal of a secondary character and the 
addition of a scene. No changes were noted in the downloaded copy 
between the time it was originally downloaded and the time of the 
movie's release. 


Note: In addition, while downloading the movie, it was noted that the 
IP addresses of the peers (other users connected together to 
facilitate sharing of the file) were the same as the IP address of 
SCP-614. 


After a while of guessing random words like "country" and "ashtray", 
the green text on the screen displayed a list of numbers with the 
letters "SCP" in front of them. Using the keyboard, she scrolled 
through them and them pressed enter to view one of these files. 


The computer began ticking as it displayed the file. 
Item #: SCP-1093 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1093 is to be kept inside 
a sealed 5 meter by 5 meter containment cell. The cell is to be 
encased in a 30 centimeter thick lining of lead. Personnel are 
prohibited from entering the containment cell or making 
contact with SCP-1093 unless instructed by Level 4 personnel 
assigned to the object. 


"What is this place?" Lucy asked rhetorically as she carried on 
reading. Jeremy was looking around the office at the consoles and 
computers. He came across another computer like the one Lucy 
was Sat on, stuck on a screen saying "Warning! Restarting grid 
Alpha-5 will shut off the following containment procedures: 
SCP-1145. Do you wish to continue?" 


Without thinking Jeremy pressed enter on the keyboard to continue 
the restart. Almost as soon as he pressed it, alarms began ringing 
with flashing red light illuminating the structure. Lucy turned to 
Jeremy. "What did you do?!" she asked, fear and anger coming 
across in the tone of her voice. 


Sentrybots appeared from concealed points around the structure, 
making their way along the catwalks to an area in front of Lucy and 
Jeremy. They could see a large metal door slowly rising upwards as 
water began to pour out of the room. 


Jeremy looked back at the computer screen. It now read 
"WARNING! Containment breach detected! Deploying Security 
Forces!" As Jeremy was reading, white Mister Gutsies flew past, all 
having the same logo seen around the Vault painted on them. 


"| think maybe we should leave?" Jeremy said, already heading 
towards the door. 


"Not without supplies!" Lucy said as she ran past Jeremy and onto 
the catwalk. 


"Supplies?!" Jeremy shouted as he ran after her, both unaware of 
what was being released behind them. 


"| really don't think there's anything useful in this place, | really think 
we should leave." Jeremy was almost to begging point as they 
walked down a hallway filled with doors. 


Lucy ignored Jeremy, looking through the small windows on each 
door to see if there were any supplies inside however so far she 
hadn't been able to tell what was behind these doors. As she looked 
into one of these cells she noticed an odd looking statue up against 
the far corner of the room. 


"Well that's creepy," Lucy said as she carried onto the next door. 
Jeremy looked through the same window. The statue had moved 
unbeknownst to Jeremy and was now right up against the door with 
its spray painted face staring back at Jeremy. "Yep that's pretty 
creepy." 


The hallway seemed endless as Lucy looked through door after 
door. "Lucy, there is nothing down here. | understand we need 
supplies but | really think we should go." Lucy rested her head on a 
door in exhaustion, knowing Jeremy was right. She reluctantly 
agreed to leave as they began walking back to the entrance. 


"So what do you think this place is?" Jeremy asked Lucy. "A prison 
of some sort? A military one | would guess. Maybe they were 
experimenting on people like they were in the other Vaults." 


"They were experimenting on people in the other Vaults? Well they 
weren't in mine!" Lucy just looked at Jeremy, smiling as if to say "Oh 
really?" and then carried on walking. As they got close to the office 
they noticed something coming towards them. 


"Is...is that a floating teddy bear?" Lucy asked as the anomalous 
teddy bear began floating towards them. 


Jeremy's Pip-Boy began clicking as the rad-count went up 
considerably. "Whatever it is, it's really really really radioactive." 
Jeremy said as they both started moving backwards. The teddy bear 
carried on floating towards them. "I've got some Rad-X in my pack, 
quick get it out" Jeremy fumbled through Lucy's backpack to find the 
Rad-X. They both took the pills and waited for them to kick in 
however the bear kept advancing and Rad-counter kept going up. 


"| don't think the Rad-X is going to help." Jeremy said nervously as 
he looked at his Pip-Boy's Rad-counter. "| am not dying down here 
because of a fucking teddy bear!" Lucy shouted as she pulled her 
Laser Rifle out and began shooting at the bear. The first two shots 
missed, passing close to the bear. The third shot is a direct hit, 
causing the teddy bear to catch fire however it carried on, seemingly 
unaffected by the fire consuming it. 


"What the fuck is this thing?!" Lucy shouted, shooting at it again and 
again. The bear was getting too close to them now, the Pip-Boy's 
Rad-counter now deafening them with clicks. 


They both collapsed onto the floor as the bear got closer. The last 
thing they could see is a bright light as the sounds of mechanical 
arms echoed throughout the hallway. 


"Great show old chap. Once again you have beaten me at the 
hardest game of all, Blackjack! Truly you are the greatest person to 
have ever lived." The old gentleman said in an upper class English 
accent. 


Jeremy was surrounded by women in fancy dresses, seemingly 
magnetised to him. In front of him stood piles of chips and bottle 
caps. 


"lam the best in the world at Blackjack" Jeremy shouted out loud as 
the women and men around him laughed. Jeremy turned to the 
woman on his right. Her long blonde hair rolled down her shoulders, 
her bright red lips pushed together as her blue eyes look into 


Jeremy's