SCP-030 was discovered 6/12/ during a mandatory 
archaeological survey within London's Mortlake District pending 
construction of a car park. It was buried approximately 2.7 meters (9 
feet) below street level, contained in a small stone sarcophagus. 
The sarcophagus bore no markings and was assumed to be that of 
a deceased infant as additional graves were discovered in the 
survey area. The sarcophagus lid was shattered during the 
excavation, exposing SCP-030 to daylight. Upon being struck by the 
sun's rays, SCP-030 roused from its inert state to one of mild activity 
within a few seconds, stating, "Good afternoon" to the assembled 
construction team. A member of the Foundation's Greater London 
recon force was summoned within hours and took the specimen into 
custody without resistance. The limited number of witnesses were 
given amnestics and released. 


Addendum 1: 
Document 030-C: Security Logs for SCP-030 
9/14/ : Tracking system installed for SCP-030. 


12/21/ :SCP-030 reports malfunction of its own 


tracking system. Repairs completed within six (6) hours. 
SCP-030 offers to assist, but is refused for security 
purposes. 


3/13/ :SCP-030 completes 18-week seminar on 
Unknown Language Alpha ("Zephyr"), five (5) staff 
researchers considered fluent. Lexicography transmitted 
to O5-. 


7/2/ _: While in consultation, Researcher 

inadvertently makes several remarks regarding 
photovoltaic technology. Consultation ended before the 
researcher can substantively elaborate. 


8/12/ :SCP-030 requests a supply of Magnesium and 
indicates it intends to ignite samples to study the light 
produced. Request denied by researchers. 


11/14/ : Incident 030-1: Using only what appears to be 
standard potting soil, ginger (Zingiber officinale), a 72- 
gram sample of rutilated quartz, and a 23 cm length of 
coiled copper wire, SCP-030 produces an object/device 
capable of emitting notable levels of directed ultraviolet 
light through unknown means. Device is confiscated. 
Effects not currently replicable without direct intervention 
from SCP-030. Researchers currently in consultation to 
determine if this line of SCP-030's research will be 
permitted to continue. It is soeculated SCP-030 may be 
working towards an alternative and possibly anomalous 
manifestation of the photoelectric effect after receiving 
only minimal information regarding its existence. All 
research by SCP-030 suspended and materials removed 
pending review. 


« SCP-029 | SCP-030 | SCP-031 » 


SCP-031: What is Love? 


Item #: SCP-031 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-031 is to be contained ina 
standard humanoid containment chamber, located in Site-77's 
Safe SCP wing. Personnel interacting with SCP-031 are not to view 
it directly, and communicate with test subjects through an intercom 
system installed in each chamber. The containment chamber is to 
be cleaned once per week by custodial staff wearing opaque 
goggles to mitigate SCP-031's effect. 


Description: SCP-031 is an amorphous organism, with a mass of 
75 kilograms. SCP-031 is able to move at a pace of 3 km/h, and 
leaves a trail of oil when it moves. It is only capable of rudimentary 
physical movement. Testing of recovered tissue samples has shown 
that SCP-031 is at least partially composed of human muscle and 
epidermal tissue. SCP-031 is capable of reproducing human speech 
in any pitch or tone, although it is not currently known how 
SCP-031's biology produces them. 


Subjects directly perceiving SCP-031 will see it as an individual the 
subject(s) knew and had a romantic attraction to at some point in 
their past. When made aware that it is being observed, SCP-031 will 
claim to be this person, and that they have been left destitute by 
some event in their past. SCP-031 will use this to attempt to 
persuade the subject to allow it to stay with them for an extended 
period of time, until it is able to return to a stable situation. This 
effect applies to all persons who view SCP-031, and research has 
not determined an upper limit to the number of persons who can be 
affected by SCP-031 at the same time. 


After inspecting the residence, SCP-031 may attempt to start a 
romantic relationship with the subject and if successful it will begin 
living in their home. Several cases have been documented where 


SCP-031 began to actively affect more than one subject at a time, 
eventually having a nest containing between at least eighteen 
different hotel rooms containing subjects with some form of relation 
to SCP-031. 


SCP-031 was recovered following contradictory police records taken 
after a riot in [REDACTED]. Multiple subjects reported wildly 
contradictory views about SCP-031's appearance, and initial civilian 
units were also affected. However, wide distribution of amnesiacs 
and inhaled tranquilizers pacified all affected subjects, and MTF- 
Psi-7 was able to recover SCP-031 from the condemned hotel it had 
taken residence in. As of 11/16/1958, SCP-031 has been classified 
as Safe. 


Addendum: Research has determined that aromantic subjects are 
not affected by SCP-031. However, all of these subjects will report 
SCP-031 as being a small, plump humanoid figure with specific 
features being obscured by dark smoke emanating around the entity 
in the shape of SCP-031's body. Further testing is required to 
explain this phenomenon. Further testing has shown that the 
perception of subjects affected by SCP-1937 is similarly affected. 


« SCP-030 | SCP-031 | SCP-032 » 


SCP-032: Brothers’ Bride 


Item #: SCP-032 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-032 is to be housed in 
Automated Containment Unit 535/15. Direct contact with SCP-032 is 
to be restricted to research-relevant tasks only. Interviews, if 
deemed necessary, are to be carried out using the Unit's remote 
communication array. While SCP-032's presence is not directly 
harmful to the human body, exposure to it is to be limited to periods 
of 12 hours or less due to its adverse effects on most beneficial 
microorganisms. SCP-032 is not to be exposed to any biological 
material not refined or otherwise tempered by humanity, with an 
emphasis on non-human living entities. For full list of classifications, 
see Document-032-RCL. SCP-032 neither requires nor requested 
substances or other forms of comfort. 


Description: SCP-032 is a Type-F (imperfect external resemblance, 
internally inconsistent) human simulacrum of currently unknown 
origins. It is composed of an outer shell of pigmented silicone 

(5.5 mm thick), and various plastic fiber polymers, with the outward 
appearance of a Caucasian woman nearing the third decade of life. 
SCP-032's interior is composed entirely of liquid refined oil, lacking 
any skeletal or muscle structure. Despite this, SCP-032 is capable of 
locomotion and speech. SCP-032 is capable of maintaining the 
illusion of humanity at a moderate distance, but becomes 
unconvincing at a closer range, causing mild discomfort in most 
observers. This effect has been deemed non-anomalous. Despite 
apparently possessing fully-realized cognitive abilities, SCP-032 
claims that it is not sapient, acting only as an intermediary 
instrument of its creators. The Foundation has not been able to 
verify or refute this claim as of yet. 


SCP-032 possesses extreme adverse effects to any biological entity 
in its close vicinity not created, willfully influenced, manipulated by or 


similarly relating to humanity. While the exact nature of these effects 
varies, SCP-032's presence inevitably causes severe and 
irreparable damage to the ability of any living organism to exchange 
and/or use energy: wild flora loses its ability to produce 
photosynthesis or otherwise produce or consume energy, fauna the 
use of its respiratory and digestive systems, etc. This applies to 
microorganisms as well, though SCP-032's effects seem to favor 
damage to their reproductive systems instead. It is hypothesized 
that the symbiotic relation some microorganisms have to humanity is 
the reason for this discrepancy. 


SCP-032 was discovered sitting on the doorstep of the inner 
compound of Foundation Site- near , Slovakia. When 
questioned by Foundation security personnel, SCP-032 explained its 
anomalous effects and claimed it was there 'to be stored’. 
Surveillance footage show no record of the time of its arrival, and it 
is not yet known how SCP-032 came to know Site- 's location or 
approach it without being spotted. When asked for its reason for 
seeking Foundation custody, SCP-032 replied that it was there at 
the command of its creators, seeking ‘indefinite storage, until 
claimed’. 


Addendum: 
+ Interview 032-A 


Note: this interview was recorded near the 
time of SCP-032's initial containment by Dr. 
Alexander Kovac, Site- resident psychologist, 
following its initial examination by Site 
Security. 


<Begin Log> 


Dr. Kovac: Before we begin, there's 
something | feel | should ask you, since 
security so often neglects doing so. It's not 
strictly confirming to protocol, but | find it tends 
to make things easier. 


SCP-032: | was instructed to cooperate. 


Dr. Kovac: Good, very good. Tell me then, 
what is your name? 


SCP-032: | don't have one. People have 
names. I'm not one. 


Dr. Kovac: Is that so? What did your so-called 
creators call you then? 


SCP-032: They didn't. 


Dr. Kovac: Surely, they had to refer to you 
somehow? 


SCP-032: | am a vessel of their will, and 
nothing else. They never needed to call. They 
never will. 


Dr. Kovac: In that case, would you mind if | 
refer to you as SCP-032? 


SCP-032: | was instructed to cooperate. 


Dr. Kovac: So you said, so you said. Tell me 
then, what is the purpose of your coming 
here? 


SCP-032: | am to be stored here until 
collected. 


Dr. Kovac: Security told me that much, but 
why here, and collected by whom? 


SCP-032: Collected by the ones they wish to 
torment, and stored here because in finding 
me here he will suffer further. 


Dr. Kovac: Is that so? Is that person you refer 
to part of this organization then? Do your 
creators bear some grudge towards a 
particular operative? 


SCP-032: He is not one of you. Merely a... 
one-time sympathizer, of sorts. He believes 
you tried to help him once, and if he is forced 
here, if he finds me here, you will die. That will 
hurt him. They have no interest in any of you, 
or your organization. You are here as a tool, 
just as | am. 


Dr. Kovac: Who is this man then? What did he 
do to earn this sort of treatment from your 
creators? 


SCP-032: He did not know his place. Won 
when he should have lost, was proud when he 
should have been humbled. Was wasteful with 
gifts too precious for abuse. 


Dr. Kovac: And you are here as punishment? 


SCP-032: He was already punished. Severely. 
Forced away from kin and kind, to endlessly 
wander, to destroy against his will. To poison 
humanity by his very presence. Eternal 
solitude, flavored by ceaseless guilt. A 
masterwork of torment, they say. 


Dr. Kovac: If that's the case, why are you 
here? 


SCP-032: Because even in this existence, 
there is the occasional moment of solace. At 
times, he may yet look to the world and see 
things he will not destroy. Look to nature and 
feel warm wonder, and bask in the false light 
of ancient, moldy memories. It keeps him 
sane, gives him hope. That will not serve. 
Hence my presence. | am to be his last 
undoing, a hastening to the end of reason. 


Dr. Kovac: And how will your presence do 
that? Are you meant to deceive him in some 


way? Is that why you look the way you do? 


SCP-032: In a manner of speaking. 
Eventually, his wanderings will lead him here, 
to me. In a day, or a month, or a century. And 
he will recognize me, and see what they think 
of his precious memories. How they mock 
them. He'll understand that because of his 
actions, she is forever beyond his grasp, and 
all that remains to him is... me. A simulacrum 
as artificial as his hope. When he finds me, | 
will attach myself to him, and he will watch the 
mockery of his memories destroy his last 
source of solace. And that will be that. 


Dr. Kovac: |... um. You said he will recognize 
you. Why? 


SCP-032: | used to be his wife. 
<End Log> 
+ Interview 032-B 


Note: This interview was held six months 
following SCP-032's initial containment, as 
part of a series of interviews meant to evaluate 
SCP-032's cognitive abilities and personality, 
or lack thereof. 


<Begin Log> 
SCP-032: | hate her. 


Dr. Kovac: Well... that's certainly a way to 
start an interview. Care to elaborate? 


SCP-032: The one | was made to look like. 
My... mold. | hate her. 


Dr. Kovac: An interesting sentiment for you to 
have, considering your repeated assurance 


that you possess no consciousness or feelings 
of your own. 


SCP-032: | don't. | hate her because they want 
me to. It serves their purpose. 


Dr. Kovac: How do you get that impression? 


SCP-032: The first thing they did, after 
creating me, was to show her to me. It's not 
something they often do. 


Dr. Kovac: | don't follow. 


SCP-032: Interfere with those who passed 
beyond their halls. They might be vengeful, 
spiteful, even cruel, but they take their duties 
very seriously. Just to show her to me, to risk 
disturbing her final rest... they wouldn't do that 
without a purpose. 


Dr. Kovac: And- 


SCP-032: She was beautiful. So peaceful, 
serene. Whole. Even gone, even dead, | could 
see the essence of who she used to be... of 
who she still was, and forever will be. Her soul. 
They told me she didn't get to live for all that 
long, but when she lived... she was herself. 
She was alive. And so | hated her. 


SCP-032: Do you know what it feels like, to be 
made as a mockery? In every line of that 
smooth, silent face, | saw a twisted reflection 
in my own. Fragrant skin to molded plastic, 
soft hair to synthetic fiber, blood to oil. Soul to 
nothing at all. 


Dr. Kovac: Excuse me if this sounds 
presumptuous, but | can't imagine feelings like 
this coming from anywhere but yourself. 


SCP-032: [Shakes head] Can't you see? This 
is all a part of their plan. When he finds me, 
when he sees what the Brothers created just 
to punish him further... he'll go mad. 


Dr. Kovac: Because of what they did to the 
memory of his wife? 


SCP-032: Not only that. Because he'll see me. 
He'll see how much | hate her, and how much | 
hate myself for not being her. Hate being here 
at all. 


Dr. Kovac: And then what? 
SCP-032: Then... a final realization. 
Dr. Kovac: And what would that be? 
SCP-032: He never won. 
<End Log> 
« SCP-031 | SCP-032 | SCP-033 » 


SCP-033: The Missing Number 


Item #: SCP-033 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-033 should be inscribed 
on any single sheet of irregularly-shaped and hand-crafted paper, 
papyrus, canvas or vellum when not involved in active observation 
or study. The dimensions of the paper-like product should have no 
parallel borders, no right angles, and no side's length should be 
equal to any other (033-Safe dimensions). When contained in this 
manner, the paper-like product should be secured in a locked non- 
combination storage vault at least 30 meters from any computing or 
recording device. Logs for check-out or check-in of SCP-033 should 
be filled out at the minimum safe distance of 30 meters to avoid 
possible contamination of the paper product or electronic device the 
log is kept in.