05-3: We pledged ourselves to maintain 
normalcy and protect our world. This world. The 
affairs of other worlds are their own. We would 
expect any other Overseer Council to act the 
same way - in the interest of their universe. This, 
all of this, the science, the militarism, everything. 
All of it is to accomplish a single, unreachable 
goal. Keep the monsters tucked out of sight. Now 
we find out, even that might not be enough. That 
the end of days is coming for us anyway. But 
we're given an option: if we do nothing, every 
universe dies screaming. If we take this action, 
every universe dies screaming but ours. Once it's 
over, it's over. Everything we've struggled for, 
everyone who has died to protect our world will 
be validated. Is the end of our road not worth 
this? Is protecting ourselves from the doomsday 
to come not worth this? 


Silence 


O5-1: | propose a vote. The utilization of the 
SCP-001 entity to stave off the end of the world. 
All in favor? 


05-3, -4, -12, -1, -11, 10, -5, -6: Aye. 

O5-1: Those opposed? 

05-9, -2, -7, -8: Nay. 

05-1: 05-13 abstains. The measure passes. 


05-9: Even if we manage to somehow survive 
turning loose an unpredictable... monster... 
remember today as being the day we gave up 
our mission. We secure, and we contain. Those 
two come first. We've now risked everything for 
the faintest glimmer of hope that we somehow 


achieve the last, and | fear it will have damned 
us. (Pauses) Why do you trust it, Bramimond? 
After all we've achieved, why do you risk 
everything on this? 


Silence 


O5-1: | knew Calvin Desmet, years ago. Ina 
different life. He wasn't recruited by the 
Foundation - he volunteered. He was part of a 
team contracted by the Insurgency to run trials on 
new technology they were developing at the time. 
But he had a young daughter that was killed by 
SCP-106 when it breached containment during 
transit in 1975, years before we had developed 
functional containment procedures for it, and... 
after that, he sought us out. He never said much 
about it, but you could tell. If that's him in there, 
and he had found a way to remove every trace of 
the anomalous from our universe, no matter the 
cost, he would do it. | Know he would do it. | can 
hear it in his voice. 


Addendum 001.5 
The Deception 


On January 11th, 2007, after further discussion with 
SCP-001 and additional independent research, the 
Overseer Council voted 8-4-1 to initiate a power-down of 
the Spatial Stabilization Array and allow SCP-001 to take 
the action it had described. Three Overseers (O5-1, 
05-4, and 05-12) were in attendance. As a sign of good 
faith, an anomalous artifact (SCP-884) was selected and 
SCP-001 was directed to target the reality in which the 
artifact had originated. O5-3 oversaw the artifact during 
this process. 


[BEGIN VIDEO LOG] 


O5-1, -4, and -12 stand alone in the Stabilization 
Array's control center. Visible on another screen 
is the dark cloud of gas and dust encircling 
SCP-001. O5-4 has a telephone in their right 
hand. They nod to O5-1. 


05-1: We're going to begin the step down the 
power running into the array. When we reach the 
agreed upon point, we'll hold it there until you can 
prove to us you can do what you claim. Do you 
understand? 


SCP-001: | do. 


O5-1 initiates step down procedure. NETZACH 
cycles down reactors 2 and 3. The cloud of 
radioactive dust and debris encircling SCP-001 
falls into the borehole below it. Visible now as the 
light from the array is warped around it is a jet 
black humanoid entity. The entity does not move. 


O5-1: This is it. Can you see me? 
SCP-001: | can see everything. 

O5-1: Do you know what you're looking for? 
SCP-001: The mirror. 

O5-1: Do it. 


SCP-001 does not seem to respond initially. Its 
position in the center of the array does not 
change. 


SCP-001: The world | see is not unlike your own. 
In that world, a dying soul attached itself to that 
mirror; a curse to whoever should own it. 
(Pauses) It has happened. 


There is a moment of silence, until O5-3 is heard 
over the radio. 


O5-3: God... 
O5-1: What is it? 


05-3: It's gone. It was sitting right here on the 
table, and then it just... it's like it folded in on 
itself until it was gone. There's nothing left. 


05-1: (To SCP-001) Was that you? 
SCP-001: That narrative has ended. 
05-1: How long will it take? 
SCP-001: Moments. 

O5-1: Will it hurt them? 

SCP-001: It will be agony. 

O5-1: (Pauses, then nods) 


The space around SCP-001 within the array 
begins to shimmer. Low, loud pulses of noise are 
emitted from the air around them, and the light 
within the chamber begins to bend in towards 
SCP-001. The array creaks and groans under the 
stress. O5-4 and O5-12 step away from the 
observation window. O5-1 does not move. 


The building around them begins to shake. Points 
in the air around SCP-001 begin to distort, as if 
being dragged down individually towards 
SCP-001. The room darkens. More low pulses 
begin to rise up out of the borehole. A single, thin 
ring of white-hot debris begins to form around 
SCP-001. Others join it. Nearby, a klaxon can be 
heard as NETZACH warns of intolerable load on 
the array. 


05-1: Does it hurt you? 
SCP-001: It is... excruciating. 


Suddenly, O5-1 jerks backwards. The space 
around his body begins to distort, as if being 
pulled in towards his center. He reaches forwards 
towards the observation window, his body 
compressing unnaturally. 


05-1: (Choke) | don't- 


SCP-001: (/n O5-1's voice) If that's him in there, 
and he had found a way to remove every trace of 
the anomalous from our universe, no matter the 
cost, he would do it. 


O5-1: Va- 


SCP-001: (/n its own voice) Your children free to 
live lives that do not end in horror. An end to your 
perpetual struggle. An end to darkness. The 
freedom to live in the light. All traces must be 
removed. (/n O5-1's voice) ...every trace of the 
anomalous from our universe. (/n its own voice) 
This world must be washed clean. It is the only 
way out. 


05-1: (Gurgling) 


O5-1 collapses in on himself, folding and 
distorting down into a single point that hangs in 
the air for a moment, and then disappears. All 
around the chamber, the walls begin to bend and 
distort. The air shimmers. O5-4 is lifted into the 
air, screaming, as her body begins to fold in on 
itself. Her eyes bulge and her bones audibly 
shatter. Another wave of force is emitted from 
within the stabilization array, and the observation 
window shatters. SCP-001 turns to look up at 
O5-4, who instantly crumples into a single point 


and then disappears. O5-12 stands to flee, but is 
seemingly frozen in fear. 


There is a loud grinding sound, and then O5-12 
falls to the ground. From within the containment 
chamber, a loud hum is heard that grows 
considerably louder. SCP-001 is observed for a 
moment more staring up at the observation deck, 
before it is surrounded by a cloud of dust and 
debris. As the array settles into position, the low 
pulsing sound dissipates and all that can be 
heard is the sound of NETZACH's warning 
klaxon, signalling that it has activated an 
emergency failsafe. O5-12 is heard sobbing in an 
unseen corner of the observation deck. 
SCP-001's voice begins to grind through the 
metal rings of the stabilization array. 


SCP-001: (A dull, grinding roar) Your children 
free to live lives that do not end in horror. An end 
to your perpetual struggle. An end to darkness. 
The freedom to live in the light. All traces must be 
removed. This world must be washed clean. The 
Foundation does not escape atonement. It is the 
only way out. 


[END LOG] 


Addendum 001.6 


Tredecim Protocol 


In the event that SCP-001 breaches containment, 
the Tredecim protocol is designed to provide an 


extradimensional escape route for all high- 
ranking Foundation personnel to avoid 
annihilation at the hand of SCP-001. 


We were wrong. Tredecim is no longer an option. 
Every alternative must be considered. Sustained 
containment of SCP-001 is now the Foundation's 
only objective. 


More information will come to you as | receive it. 


O5-3 


Footnotes 

1. DEEPWELL #9. 

2. Codenamed NETZACH. 

3. In the original Arabic, "Perdition". 

4. Other technologies, such as reality anchors, are 
ineffective. 

5. And including notable Foundation researchers Dr. 
Isaiah Herrimann, Dr. William Bell, Dr. Simon Pietrykau, 
Dr. Ernest Duke, Dr. Tilda Moose, Dr. Gina Lazenby, and 
Dr. Carter Lament. 

6. Specifically those that warp spacetime due to their 
immense or fluctuating density. 

7. The reason for this is still unknown. 

8. The first autonomous system, VIRTUS, was installed 
in November of 1989. 

9. NETZACH, a next generation artificially intelligent 
system manufactured by the Foundation's advanced 
Rosenworks Labs, is a complex creative machine built to 
handle not only the specific high-level mathematical 
challenges involved in the stabilization array, but also 
address any potential unknown complications involved in 
this process. Unlike previous Foundation artificial 
intelligences, NETZACH cannot communicate casually, 
as it does not have a functional personality complex. 

10. Currently, this is believed to be the outer limit of 


SCP-001's influence, as the rest of its abilities are 
mitigated and contained by the stabilization array. 


Experiment-531-B5: 

SCP-531-7 was placed in front of a mirror. D-class personnel then 
assessed whether this would behave as a lone statue or a pair. It 
behaved as a lone statue, converting a test subject into 
SCP-531-11. Notable, however, was that the test subject locked 
gazes and was converted via the mirror's reflection. The Perseus 
Protocol would appear to be ineffective protection. 


Experiment-531-B6: 
SCP-531-9 was exposed to a test subject via closed-circuit 
television. No connection was achieved. 


Experiment-531-B7: 

SCP-531-9 was exposed to a test subject with filters of various 
wavelengths separating them. Filters were removed one by one until 
a connection was established and the subject was converted into 
SCP-531-12. Curiously, the key wavelength appears to be infrared 
in the three to four micron range (a range that the mirror used ina 
previous experiment was capable of reflecting). Subsequent 
examination with more sensitive detectors showed that the eyes of 
all SCP-531 statues emit a dim narrow-band signal at 3.77 microns. 
Signal modulation matches closely with weak electrical fields in the 
statues that had been previously measured and interpreted as 
residual brain wave activity. The information content of the signal, if 
any, is thus far indecipherable. 


Experiment-531-B8: 

A pair of SCP-531 statues, SCP-531-11 and SCP-531-12, were 
arranged with one on a rotatable platform. The statue was slowly 
rotated until its connection with its partner was broken and it 
established one with a test subject instead (SCP-531-13). The 
critical angle was found to be 29.2 degrees, plus or minus 0.1 
degree. The infrared signal emitted by SCP-531 falls off dramatically 
outside this cone. 


Experiment-531-B9: 

Infrared detectors and emitters tuned to 3.77 microns were used to 
attempt to maintain a connection between physically separate 
SCP-531 statues. The attempt failed. It is unclear whether the 
artificial link was simply of insufficient quality, or if there are 
additional channels being used that we're still unaware of. 


Jim North's Proposal: A Simple Toymaker 


Item #: SCP-001 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: Due to its relatively benign 
nature, SCP-001 has been classified as Safe and no attempts to 
locate or directly contain it are to be made at this time. Containment 
efforts are to focus on the products that it generates, which are to be 
assigned individual designations and special containment 
procedures. 


Description: SCP-001 is a male human known as "Dr. 
Wondertainment". It is a Class-I reality bender capable of imbuing 
otherwise-mundane creations with anomalous properties, focusing 
its abilities on the creation of toys, board games, candy, and various 
other products marketed at children. It distributes these items via 
anomalous means from an unknown location. 


Product examples include paper that takes on the properties of 
whatever shape it's folded into, a playset capable of creating 
animate shadows, and lollipops that allow people to switch voices. 


Addendum 001/1 - History: Due to the elusive nature of the entity, 
very little is currently known about SCP-001's past. That said, it is 
known that he was born and raised in a small village, the son of a 
seamstress and a chartered accountant. Seemingly set to lead a life 
of quiet desperation in a grey and boring world, he found joy solely 
in the stories that his father would tell him before bed each night, 
stories of a marvelous toymaker who made wonders that the world 
had never seen before nor since. A toymaker who, according to 
SCP-001's father, was a distant relative of theirs, and whose blood 
ran through the young SCP-001's veins. 


After he grew up, SCP-001 sought the truth of the stories, intent on 
reclaiming his birthright. He followed any lead he could find, seeking 


out even the vaguest rumors of dolls that came to life, jumping jacks 
that really jumped, cuckoo clocks that sang and dance without even 
a single cog or spring within. For the longest time it seemed as if his 
journey was in vain and that the old toymaker's secrets were buried 
for good. But to his surprise and delight, he at long last found a 
place that made dolls that ran and jacks that jumped and so many 
other magical things. 


He had found The Factory. 


The Factory was a trap. It stole SCP-001 and put the young man to 
work within its grey walls of concrete and steel. It forced him to take 
part in its mockery of creativity until he almost broke. But instead he 
escaped, escaped with stolen documents that led him to a cottage 
deep in the woods, the source of the magic that The Factory had 
taken and twisted to its own ends. 


He entered the cottage, and there he found the workshop of his 
ancient ancestor. With a small, satisfied smile, he read through the 
journals and notes and designs. With a soft twinkle in his eye, he 
took up the tools of his new trade. And finally, with a deep sigh of 
pure contentment, he- 


No. 
No no no no. 


| mean, yes. Yes, it's a nice story. It's all well and good, all very 
heartfelt, very intimate. But this is supposed to be an SCP-001 entry, 
is it not? We need something better than just "a nice story", don't 
you think? 


Good, I'm glad you agree. Let's try again, and this time, let's go for 
something a little bit bigger! 


I.H.Pickman's Proposal: Story of Your Life 


Item #: SCP-001 
Object Class: Archon 


This was all that Dr. Johnathan West had manged to get written 
down before the phrasing of the actual document eluded him. It was 
no small task, authoring a file for SCP-001. Others had done it 
before him, for other anomalies that were considered important 
enough. That's what an 001 draft came down to— importance. 


"Wait, shit." He cursed. "Archon's non-standard. Should probably put 
something there." 


Object Class: Archon! 


"That's better." He looked down at his watch and sighed. Writer's 
block. What a thing for a scientist to have. 


It's not like 001 was a secret among anyone at Site-87. It was a big 
event, and several others were co-authoring the draft with him, 
giving feedback and fixing up sections. It was a group effort, like 
much of what happened at 87. But it was make-or-break; the 
credibility of the site rested upon it. 


"Dammit." He stared as the watch's hand ticked towards 5:00. Well, 
he still had another month to finish up this proposal — and besides, 
tonight was the weekly poker game. 


He saved his work, shut off his monitor, and went up to the common 
area on Sublevel 3.