After a period of time following the victim's entrance into 
SCP-3122-1, typically between 24 and 72 hours, the vehicle will re- 
enter standard reality at the final destination point of the original 
journey. SCP-3122 will be present within the vehicle, though any 
lifeforms will be missing. 


An investigation into Elevix Electronics revealed a number of 
consumer electronics developed by the company, many of which 
demonstrate anomalous properties. No record of the creation of the 
company, or any employees working for it, could be found. The 
registered business address for the company was determined to be 
a large warehouse containing numerous crates of SCP-3122 
instances. 


Analysis of recovered security footage from the areas around the 
warehouse revealed repeated visits by a single individual, 
determined to be Pol-30808 (Shazira Masaani). Pol-30808 has 
previously been linked to various religious cults typically centred 
around minor anomalous objects. The last recorded sighting of 
Pol-30808 was in 1996, following the mass-suicide of one of the 
associated cults. 


A software update for SCP-3122 was developed and released, with 
the goal of disabling any devices onto which it was installed, and a 
recall order for all affected products was enacted. It is estimated that 
over 95% of the sold instances of SCP-3122 have been recovered 
or rendered inert. 


SCP-3122-1 Exploration 

On 19/07/2016, permission was granted to attempt exploration of 
SCP-3122-1 to determine the nature of the anomaly and ascertain 
the possibility of recovering the lost civilians. A vehicle was 
equipped with an instance of SCP-3122, numerous recording and 
tracking devices, and piloted by D-Class personnel D-993211 ona 
programmed journey that would take them through a tunnel 
sufficient to cause the loss of GPS signal two hours and five minutes 


in to the test. 


Following are transcripts of the recovered recordings, starting 
immediately prior to the activation of SCP-3122. D-99 was instructed 
to continue describing his surroundings even if contact with Control 
was lost. He was otherwise not informed of the nature of the 
experiment. 


> Show Transcripts 
[15:09] 
D-99: OK, | can see the tunnel up ahead. 


Control: Acknowledged. Maintain contact and 
keep us informed of any occurrences. 


D-99: What exactly are you expecting to 
happen here? 


Control: Unknown. That's the point of this 
experiment. 


D-99: Uh huh. | know you science types 
always write us off as idiots, but we aren't 
stupid. We always know when you aren't 
telling us everything. 


Control: Proceed into the tunnel. 
D-99: Yeah yeah. 

SCP-3122: GPS Signal Lost. 

D-99: | guess we expected that, right? 


Approximately 30 seconds of silence. Note, 
contact with Control was lost at this point, and 
not re-established. 


D-99: Hello? Guess I've lost you guys, too. 
Well, nearly out of this tunnel anyway. 


SCP-3122: Connection established. In 300m, 
turn left onto Via della Conciliazione. 


D-99: Weird, | don't remember a turn coming 
up. And... is that Spanish? 


SCP-3122: Turn left onto Via della 
Conciliazione. 


D-99 takes the turn as instructed. It should be 
noted that there is no left turn on the road 
exiting the tunnel in which contact with D-99 
was lost. 


D-99: Weird, haven't seen any other cars 
since | left that tunnel. And... hang on, there's 
another tunnel coming up. It uh... it looks 
exactly the same as that last tunnel. The hill 
and the rocks and everything. 


Visual analysis of recovered recordings 
confirms an exact visual match between the 
exteriors of the first and second tunnels. 


D-99: Looks the same inside, too. And | 
haven't lost signal this time. And here | was 
hoping you were just sending me on a nice 
little road trip with no weird shit involved. 


[15:23] 


D-99: Just realised I've been in this tunnel for 
about five minutes now. That seems weird. I'm 
no expert but I'm pretty sure there are no five- 
mile-long tunnels in Derbyshire. Still no other 
cars, either. 


SCP-3122: In one kilometre, accelerate to 180 
kilometres per hour, then turn right onto 
[SOUND OF STATIC], then left onto 
Sanderson Road, then down onto Howling 


Void. 


D-99: Great, now the satnav has gone nuts 
too. And why the hell is this thing in metric 
anyway. 


[15:25] 


SCP-3122: Accelerate to 180 kilometres per 
hour. 


D-99: You're the boss, insane computer. 
Though | doubt this bucket can even go that 
fa- 


D-99 is cut off as the vehicle rapidly 
accelerates to 180km/h, forcing him back into 
the seat. 


D-99: Holy crap! | think the car is driving itself! 
The brakes aren't working! HOLY SHI- 


The vehicle suddenly makes a hard right turn, 
directly into the wall of the tunnel. It passes 
through the wall without effect, emerging in a 
similar tunnel before making a similarly sharp 
left turn. 


D-99: Oh god, I'm gonna throw up. Come on, 
stop you piece of- FUC- 


The road seemingly drops away. The vehicle 
appears to be in freefall for approximately 30 
seconds; D-99 can be heard screaming. The 
vehicle suddenly appears to be on what looks 
like a desert road; no impact from the fall 
occurs. D-99 can be heard breathing heavily. 


D-99: Sweet fucking Jesus, what the fuck. OK, 
OK. I'm alive. I'm fine. 


D-99 looks around out of the windows of the 


vehicle. 


D-99: Now where the hell am 1? Some kind of 
desert, | know there's nothing like this in 
Derbyshire. Can't see anything around besides 
this road. It's pretty hot here, | can already feel 
the heat through the windows. 


SCP-3122: Continue for 12,000km, and then 
turn 470 degrees counter-clockwise and 
remove your left arm. 


D-99: Wha... fuck that. I'm going the other 
way. Looks like | have control of this thing 
again, and I'm sure as shit not removing any 
arms. 


D-99 turns the vehicle around on the road and 
begins driving. 


[17:01] 


D-99: OK, I've been driving for what feels like 
hours. Nothing has changed here. Can barely 
even tell if I'm moving - just the same desert. 
Fuel gauge doesn't seem to be moving, and | 
haven't heard a peep out of this busted-ass 
satnav. | thin- 


SCP-3122: In 500 meters, remove 37% of 
your skin using the supplied flensing knife, and 
then surrender your soul. 


D-99: Should have kept my damn mouth shut. 


D-99 visibly jumps in his seat, and then picks 
something up from in front of him. 


D-99: What the hell! A weird-looking knife 
thing just appeared in my lap! Fuck this! 


D-99 opens the window and throws the knife 


out. 


SCP-3122: A road-side agent will be along to 
assist you shortly. 


D-99: That sounds... bad. 


A high-pitched screaming sound can be heard 
in the distance. Cameras detect a shape 
ahead, which D-99 notices a few minutes later. 


D-99: The hell is that? Looks kind of like... a 
horse? A massive fucking horse with some 
giant guy riding it, | think it's heading right for 
me. Christ, it's tearing up the road, too. Going 
to have to turn around, | don't want to get 
anywhere near that thing. 


D-99 turns the vehicle around. As he begins 
driving in the opposite direction, a large, 
equine creature with the torso and upper body 
of a humanoid growing from its back appears 
on the road, completely blocking it. It emits a 
high-pitched screaming sound, and D-99 
swerves off the road. 


D-99: SHITTING CHRIST! What the fuck, what 
the fuck, where the fuck did those arseholes 
send me, Jesus fucking Christ. 


D-99 looks behind him. Cameras show that the 
entity and the road are both gone. 


D-99: OK, OK. Still alive. | guess no road is 
better than whatever the fuck that thing was. | 
guess I'm just driving through the desert now. 


[20:31] 


D-99: Been driving for hours now. Clock still 
seems to be working if nothing else. It's getting 
a little cooler but the sun doesn't seem to be 


going down. Also, | just noticed that all of the 
clouds seem to be in the shape of some 
symbol. Looks familiar. The satnav has been 
making weird sounds every now and then. 
Doesn't sound like words, just random vowels 
or something. 


SCP-3122: Eee. Aaaaa. 


D-99: Yeah, just like that. Anyway, | spotted 
something off in the distance, looks like a 
building or something maybe, so against my 
better judgement I'm going to head towards it. 


SCP-3122: Ooooo. Eeeeeee. 
D-99: Yeah, yeah. 


SCP-3122: In 100 meters, stop at the 
crossroads, make a deal and surrender your 
flesh. 


D-99: God damn | wish | could turn this thing 
off. We're not even on a road, you stupid piece 
of junk! 


D-99 strikes SCP-3122; no damage is caused. 
[23:01] 


D-99: OK, | don't seem to be getting any 
closer to... whatever that is out there, and it's 
getting late. According to the clock, anyway. 
The sun still hasn't moved. Anyway, since you 
Foundation folks were actually kind enough to 
pack some supplies in here, I'm going to eat 
and try to sleep. Probably a terrible idea, but | 
can't keep driving forever. 


SCP-3122: At the roundabout, take the twelfth 
exit. The sleeper will awaken. Glorious 
[SOUNDS OF STATIC] reigns supreme. 


D-99: Hopefully this thing will keep it quiet 
while I'm trying to sleep. Oh! The symbol in the 
clouds, it's the same symbol that's on this 
goddamn satnav. The company logo or 
whatever, | guess. They're still there, clouds in 
that shape, all different sizes. I'm sure that will 
mean something more to you Foundation 
eggheads than it does to me. 


[05:47] 


SCP-3122: He awaits. He awaits. He awaits. 
He awaits. Take the next exit. 


D-99: Wuh- gah, stupid machine. 6am? Guess 
| wasn't eaten during the night then. I- what the 
hell... 


D-99 can be seen looking out of the windows 
of the vehicle. External cameras show that a 
number of structures have appeared in the 
immediate area; no motion was detected since 
the vehicle was stopped. 


D-99: Not eaten, but it looks like | was towed. 
Where the hell am | now, looks like some kind 
of town? Still in the desert, though, and | don't 
see any people around. Looks... old? All these 
buildings seem pretty worn down. 


SCP-3122: Follow the road for 300 meters, 
then embrace oblivion. He will be nourished. 


D-99: Oh, there actually is a road. I'm going to 
look around a bit, see if | can find any people 
or signs that anyone has been here. 


D-99 tries to open the door, but it appears to 
be locked. 


D-99: What the... come on, dammit. 


D-99 attempts to unlock the door, and tries 
opening the other doors and windows; all 
attempts at leaving the vehicle fail. 


D-99: God dammit. Can't even stretch my 
legs. When | get out of here, the first 
Foundation fool | see is getting punched in the 
face. 


D-99 sighs heavily. 


D-99: Road it is, then. Seems old, it's made of 
cobblestones or something. 


D-99 follows the road for approximately five 
minutes, passing through what appears to be a 
small town or village; no occupants are seen. 
All of the buildings are made of stone of a 
similar colour to the desert sand. 


SCP-3122: Bow down before [SOUND OF 
STATIC], then take the next right. 


D-99: The road only goes right, you stupid 
piece of cr- woah. That's a big statue. 


As the car takes the corner, a statue of a bare- 
chested human male wearing an ornate head- 
dress and carrying a staff comes into view, 
standing over the road. It is estimated to be 
approximately 90m tall; it was not visible 
before the corner. Lining the road before the 
statue is a series of smaller statues (averaging 
approximately 5m tall), each apparently 
depicting a different individual in a similar style 
of dress as the larger statue. The statue 
standing directly at the foot of the larger statue 
bears a notable resemblance to Pol-30808. 


SCP-3122: Bow down. Bow down. Bow down. 
Continue for three kilometres. Surrender. 


SCP-396: And Suddenly, Chair 


Item #: SCP-396 
Object Class: Keter 


Special Containment Procedures: A geolocator has been affixed 
to SCP-396 to track its movements. Local Foundation liaisons have 
been dispatched to locations where SCP-396 frequently manifests to 
facilitate prompt re-containment. An airborne amnestic compound 
has been infused into the cushions of SCP-396 and into its 
containment chamber as a precaution. When possible, SCP-396 is 
to be contained within Area-93. 


Foundation personnel are not to mention any location or event 
taking place outside of Area-93 when they are within SCP-396's 
containment area. Failure to comply with this can result in demotion 
to Level 0 and is to be treated as a disclosure of classified 
information. 


Current theories on enacting permanent containment are currently 
focused on finding ways to utilize SCP-396's awareness of its 
surroundings to create controlled environments and induce it to 
teleport there, which SCP-396 may become settled in repeatedly 
appearing. This "closed loop" theory of containment is currently 
under consideration by the Area-93 leadership. 


Description: SCP-396 is a chair constructed of plastic and steel 
with two red, fabric-covered pads in the seat and back. 


At statistically random intervals, usually between one and eleven 
months, SCP-396 will displace itself and another chair somewhere 
on the planet Earth. Any living matter that is seated on SCP-396 or 
the seat it is displacing will also change places. This change is 
instantaneous. The approximate limits of this teleportation are 
unclear, but SCP-396 is currently believed to be able to transport 
itself to any location on Earth. 


D-99: Starting to get the feeling this statue is 
the guy the satnav has been babbling on 
about. He's kind of giving me a bad feeling... | 
think I'm going to leave the road again. Not 
sure why that feels like the safer option here, 
but if the satnav wants me to follow the road, 
I'm pretty sure | don't want to. 


D-99 drives away from the road. 
[06:34] 


D-99: Huh, could have sworn there were some 
mountains to my left, but they aren't there now. 
Probably wishful thinking to assume it was just 
a mirage or something. 


SCP-31 22: In 500 cubits, continue towards His 
Embrace. Surrender your soul. 


[07:04] 


D-99: Been driving for over an hour now, and | 
can still see that statue. It doesn't seem to be 
getting further away. Everything here is getting 
weirder, if that's even possible. Those 
mountains have reappeared and disappeared 
twice now. The clouds seem to change 
suddenly, sometimes into that symbol, 
sometimes just random clouds. Pretty sure | 
saw some more buildings to my right at one 
point, but they aren't there now. 


SCP-3122: Continue for 1000 years, then turn 
left into his embrace. 


D-99: And this thing is really starting to drive 
me nuts. Tried to shut it up, but none of the 
buttons on it seem to do anything. Can't 
smash the damn thing either, despite a couple 
of attempts. 


SCP-3122: He comes. Take the next exit. 
D-99: The hell, it's getting darker. 


A solar eclipse begins, rapidly reducing the 
light level. After 15 seconds, the sun is 
approximately 90% eclipsed by the moon. 


D-99: I've lost control of the car again. It's 
driving itself. 


The vehicle veers left, bringing a series of 
structures into view. A number of pillars in 
varying states of decay surround what appears 
to be an open-air temple, at the centre of 
which ts a large stone sarcophagus. 


D-99: | don't like this... nothing good ever 
happens in desert temples during an eclipse. 
Come on now. 


D-99 can be seen trying to force the vehicle to 
turn, with no success; it continues on course 
for the centre of the temple. 


SCP-3122: Surrender your soul. Surrender 
your flesh. Surrender your mind. Surrender. 
Surrender. Surrender. 


SCP-3122 continues to repeat the word 
Surrender. 


D-99: No, come on, dammit!