Captain Thompson: My name is Captain 
Thompson, identify yourself! 


SCP-2813-1B: My name is Konstantin 
Tsiolkovsky, of the Imperial Russian Navy. 


Captain Thompson: How did you get here? 


SCP-2813-1B: My English, | don't have 
enough to answer that. Why are you here? 


Captain Thompson: We need to examine this 
structure. 


SCP-2813-1B: Ah! Good! A trade then. We 
are thirsty. Bring me something to drink and I'll 
show you our ship. 


Following this request, and after several communications 
with Europa Command, it was determined that 
SCP-2813-1B's continued cooperation was a priority. 
After a failed attempt relating to a misunderstanding with 
regards to the nature of SCP-2813-1B's request, several 
bottles of whiskey were provided to the SCP-2813 
instance. 


+ Show Interview Log SCP-2813 014 


Interviews with SCP-2813-1B and -C have yielded 
information relating to the purpose and origin of 
SCP-2813. It should be noted that SCP-2813-1A has 
refused all attempts at contact. However, SCP-2813-1A 
will not interfere with Foundation personnel inside 
SCP-2813. 


The following is the first interview of 
SCP-2813-1C 


Doctor Richardson: Hello. Can you explain to 
me the purpose of this craft? 


SCP-2813-1C: Certainly Doctor. This craft was 
created on the orders of our progenitor 
Konstantin Tsiolkovsky. 


Doctor Richardson: Yes, but for what 
purpose? 


SCP-2813-1C: To explore. To fulfill the destiny 
of humanity. To- how would you Say it- spread 
light and industry to a waiting cosmos. To 
build. 


Doctor Richardson: You are much better 
spoken than SCP-2813-1B. 


SCP-2813-1C: If by that you mean the fellow 
who met your man Thompson, then yes. My 
English is better because I'm somewhat better 
made than my brothers. 


Doctor Richardson: You are a construct? 


SCP-2813-1C passes his hand through a 
nearby wall. 


SCP-2813-1C: | would've thought that much 
was Clear. 


Doctor Richardson: How were you made? 


SCP-2813-1C: Would you be surprised to 
learn that we've always been here? 


Doctor Richardson: What do you mean? 


SCP-2813-1C: Our father didn't know of this, 
thing, but he built himself a new 
consciousness and sent it out between the 
worlds to see what it could find. My sibling 
found this place- you know him as "Aye", | 
believe. 


Doctor Richardson: SCP-2813-1A? 
SCP-2813-1C: | believe so, yes. 


Doctor Richardson: And when it found this 
object, what did it do? 


SCP-2813-1C: He joined with it, became a 
part of it. And it became a part of him. The 
rock-soul and the human-soul became one 
and the same. He asked it to shape the rock to 
a form better suited for exploration. He created 
my brothers and myself afterward of the rock's 
soul, refining the process as he gained more 
knowledge. 


Doctor Richardson: What was the original 
mission? 


SCP-2813-1C: He had been trying to reach 
the inner worlds but his connection to this 
place was too valuable to waste. We were 
tasked with exploring the great planets. 


Doctor Richardson: How long ago was this? 


SCP-2813-1C: "Aye" was created in 1912, by 
your calendar. | was created in 1915. 


Doctor Richardson: If it's alright, I'd like to 
end the interview here. We will have more 
questions for you, but we'll need to check on 
some of your information. 


SCP-2813-1C: Certainly. Please let "Bee" 
know if you need me again. 


+ Show Addendum 1 


The following journal extract, written by Konstantin 
Tsiolkovsky, was recovered by Foundation agents 
working inside the GRU-P in 1953. Its significance was 
not understood until 2005, when the Europa Command 
sighted and boarded SCP-2813. The document itself had 
been improperly stored and was severely degraded, 
suffering further damage during recovery. 


January 6, 1904. 


Have been experiencing curious doubt about 
spaceflight concepts. Perhaps rocketry isn't 
enough? Read several commentaries on 
essays about population by an englishman 
named Malthus. Though | find his concepts 
repellent | cannot deny his notion of a 'bottle- 
necking’ of growth worries me. Can we ever 
put enough manpower into the cosmos to truly 


make a difference? Though what | have here 
is a good starting point, a new approach is 
needed. 


[Illegible] 
January 19, 1904. 


Perhaps | have been incorrect in seeing 
technology as the end. Is not the final goal the 
spread of the human soul throughout the 
cosmos? If so, the space craft itself is an 
abstraction? If the soul is already present in all 
matter, there is no need for a craft - the only 
problem is imposing will. 


| have in mind certain simple tests- such 
metaphysical experimentation is beyond my 
realm of expertise, but there is a certain 
simplicity to the concept that appeals to me. 
Imagine flying between the stars as naked 
soul-stuff! 


[Illegible] 


The soul is bound within the body. One cannot 
extract it without bodily death. But afterwards 
[IllegibleJot an extension, but a simulacrum 
made at a distance. 


February 1, 1904. 


Today | moved a stone in the yard with a hand 
that was simultaneously my own and 
another's. Too shaken to write more. 


April 31, 1904. 


Have been repeating experiments to great 
success. They are pale, uneasy copies, like 
shapes in mist, but they move and they act as 
they should. Can they truly feel? Will send 


copies of my results to Vladimir lvanovich2, 
though | have yet to receive any response 
from him about my previous work. 


[Illegible] 
September 2, 1905. 


It would seem | am now in the employ of the 
Okhranas. They have been reading my mail, 
and expressed great interest in my working for 
them. | could hardly disagree. They claim to be 
researching ‘applied spiritualism’, an 
unpleasantly Westernized term for my work on 
the stuff of the soul. Their concepts are 
primitive and brutal compared to mine, but | 
cannot deny that they have access to a vast 
and useful well of resources. 


But their dreams are so uninteresting! They 
want to use the power of the soul to control 
and to suppress, but it exists for so much 
more! Not for us the Earth, but all the 
Universe. There is no quest for God and the 
Soul in these thuggish brutes, but | feel that 
with a higher purpose they could be made 
better. We have much work to do. 


December 8, 1905. 


With each day the distance increases. They 
insist on using me as a model, but | am slowly 
winning them over to the idea that a living 
being is not the ideal template. | have 
surveyed many of their gathered candidates- 
one does not need to be a student of 
Spirituality to feel that they possess 
remarkable power. With their assistance, we 
should be able to achieve projection at 
sufficient distances. Provided the original 
expenditure of energy is sufficient, the reaction 


will be able to sustain itself. 


| dream of crews of immortal, immutable 
workers and explorers, immune to the vagaries 
of time and space. True myrmidons, leaping 
from star to star in engines of starstuff. And the 
dream is within reach! | have petitioned for 
additional tests and astronomy equipment. 
Once we find a proper seed we can begin. 


June 2, 1912. 


After seven long years, success! A mere rock, 
drifting aimlessly in the void, but it is ours. If 
the generals and tyrants of Europe only knew 
that the Russian Eagle now flies about the sun 
itself! We will not be as Icarus, for we have no 
need of wings. 


[Illegible] 
August 11, 1915. 


The warmongers have reduced us to a 
shadow of our former selves. Demands for 
men and materials and weapons, always 
weapons, when our work is something that will 
make war obsolete! | find less and less time to 
write as | am drawn into these committees of 
ignoramuses and militarists. This nation is 
being torn apart by its own brutality. 


And yet our methods are so perfect! We have 
created a third stable crewmember, and if the 
money holds will [Illegible] 


November 6, 1916. 


[Illegible] has been recycled for scrap. | am 
lost. 


[Several dozen pages torn from binding/ 


SCP-330: Take Only Two 


Item #: SCP-330 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: Considering recent incidents, 
SCP-330 is to be kept in secure storage until further notice. Level 2 
Clearance is required for access to SCP-330 or its contents. All 
direct experimentation of SCP-330 is to be conducted using Class D 
personnel with no genetic history of diabetes. No more than two (2) 
samples are to be removed from SCP-330 at any time, except 
during exposure testing. 


Description: SCP-330 appears to be a small round stainless steel 
bowl filled with a variable amount of individually wrapped pieces of 
candy. Taped to the side of the bowl is a handwritten note, reading 
“take no more than two, please!!” Attempts to remove the note have 
met with failure, as have attempts to hide or obscure it. Testers have 
noted finding it impossible to avoid reading the note, and those who 
approach it from an opposite angle are aware of this request. 


When a quantity of candy greater than two pieces is removed, 
regardless of the means involved, the offender instantly has both 
hands severed at the wrists by an unknown method. Tests involving 
remote manipulation by Class D personnel resulted in the operator’s 
hands being removed despite no direct contact. Inspection of the 
incision reveals that the cut is made at a molecular level, leaving no 
tool marks or identifying factors. It is to be noted that the third piece 
must be removed within a certain timeframe. After 24 hours, the 
count “resets”, and additional candy can be removed. 


Discovered 3 days after Halloween of 20 , when a police 
investigation into what was believed to be a case of ritualistic 
dismemberment was launched. SCP-330 was seized as evidence, 
but all attending officers were killed after Officer emptied the 
bowl of its contents. The cause of death was a result of [DATA 


damaged by fire.] 
May 1, 1922. 


| found this journal in a stack of my old papers 
recovered from the Applied Spiritualism 
laboratory. | confess that I'd completely 
forgotten about it, but | feel that on this, a day 
of celebration in our great Union, | should write 
one final entry to commemorate the years of 
my life spent in service to a grand proletarian 
ideal. 


So much has changed for the better. Lenin 
and Trotsky- those noble patriots- understand 
the importance of my ideas, and all Russia 
looks towards the future. The Okhrana is gone 
and the name of our organization has 
changed, but still we seek greatness for the 
Russian people. 


Look at me, an old man waxing poetic about 
the younger generation. I'm sure the man who 
wrote these diaries would have scoffed at this 
maudlin display. But he did not know what | 
know now. He did not understand the true 
power of the mind. His little vessel- those three 
ghosts in a rock circling the sun- that was a 
mere prototype. Production has commenced, 
and it is wondrous. 


We are the RU Division "Psychospiritualism". 
And | believe that we, and the workers of the 
Soviet Union, can and will accomplish the 
impossible. 


Addendum 2: Incident Log, 01/03/2015: At 11:47 UTC, the 
network of monitoring satellites surrounding SCP-2813 suffered an 
unexpected and near-total system failure, with only two satellites 
maintaining secondary backup capacity. Transcript follows. 


11:47.00: Satnet fails. 

11:47.01: Appearance of a massive, artificially-created 
object at least 1km in length within 25 meters of 
SCP-2813's exterior hull. Object appears between 
frames of video capture and exhibits no evidence of 
sudden deceleration or movement.S 
11:47.02-11:48.06: No activity. 

11:48.07: SCP-2813-1A exits SCP-2813's hull and 
makes contact with unidentified object's hull. 

11:48.09: Approx. 135 unidentified semi-corporeal 
figures pass through the unidentified object's hull and 
surround SCP-2813-1A. All are similar in appearance to 
Nikolai Fyodorov® and wear uniforms with GRU-P 
markings. 

11:49-11:53: Unidentified instances appear to converse 
with SCP-2813-1A. 

11:53.30: SCP-2813-1A returns to SCP-2813. 
11:53.31: Unidentified object and instances of 
SCP-2813-1 vanish between frames. 


We haven't been able to locate 1A since, and 1B and C claim to not 
know anything. Whatever they saw or heard when that thing arrived, 
it frightened them deeply. ~Cmdr. G. Jericho, OTF @-3. 


The GRU-P's space program is obviously more 
advanced than we'd given them credit for. Fyodorov was 
dead long before SCP-2813 was even created, so the 
ideas in Tsiolkovsky's notes must've been successtul. 
We're going to have to capture one of those ships or 
surrender our superiority out here. 


The current containment procedures were formulated 
with the idea that we avoid exactly what happened. I'm 
countermanding them with approval from O5-7. 
SCP-2813 is almost certainly going to fall victim to 
another of these "visits", and when that happens, we'll be 
ready. ~FORC-15 Director Richardson. 


Footnotes 
1. A self-taught schoolteacher from a small village near Moscow, 
Tsiolkovsky (1857-1935) was one of the earliest proponents of 


astronautics and rocketry, and his corpus of theoretical work was 
foundational to the works of other, later European rocket scientists. 
2. Believed to be V.I. Vernadsky, geochemist and Russian Cosmist 
philosopher. There is no evidence elsewhere in the historical record 
or Tsiolkovsky's writings that he knew or had regular contact with 
Vernadsky. 

3. Imperial Russian secret police. 

4.Razvedyvatel'noye Upravleniye, ‘Intelligence Directorate’, the 
Russian Military Intelligence division before 1926. 

5. Throughout the entirety of the incident the object maintained this 
relative position to SCP-2813 and its orbit. No evidence of attitude 
control thrusters or station-keeping engines has been detected. 

6. Nikolai Fyodorovich Fyodorov (1829-1903) was a philosopher and 
theologian who founded the Russian Cosmist movement of which 
Tsiolkovsky was a part. Among other concepts, his works advocated 
scientific resurrection of the dead and the power of the soul to 
overcome physical constraints. 


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SCP-2814: Heretic of the Torch 


Item #: SCP-2814 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2814 is to be contained in 
a steel security box. Access to this box requires the approval of two 
(2) Level 4 personnel, at least one of which must be the Site 
Director. SCP-2814 is not to be worn outside of approved testing; 
violation of this protocol warrants immediate termination. 


In the event of containment breach, SCP-2814-1 is to be regarded 
as a Keter-level threat. SCP-2814-1 must be terminated as quickly 
as possible in these situations, preferably through the use of 
conventional weaponry. Personnel are advised that use of 
incineration against SCP-2814-1 is ineffective. In the event that 
SCP-2814 or SCP-2814-1 display metamorphic properties and/or 
conventional weaponry becomes ineffective, personnel are to 
consult Document-2814-Xihe. 


Description: SCP-2814 is a ceremonial mask constructed of Zitan 
wood with fragments of jadeite. Its dimensions are 24cm x 10cm, 
and it is largely dark brown in color. Extending from the rear of the 
mask are four (4) strands of silk, each 83cm in length and dyed a 
dark red (the composition of this dye is unknown). Prior to its current 
containment status, SCP-2814 was on display at the [REDACTED] 
Cultural Museum, from which it was stolen in 2005. The culprits, 
now confirmed to be members of Hudju zhi Zi,1 were apprehended 
by the Foundation in 2008. Presently it is believed that the fatalities 
produced by SCP-2814, while in the group's possession, total at 
108.