Observation drone is directed further down Gold 
Street, which ends in a T-junction. Two vehicles 
(a heavily modified 1992 Chevrolet Corvette ZR-1 
and a 1997 Jeep Grand Cherokee) approach 
from the right and left and crash headlong into 


one another at the center of the junction, 
resulting in a large explosion. Several 
SCP-3885-01 entities emerge unharmed from the 
flames, laughing and lighting cigars off the 
wreckage and one another's burning clothing. 


ROAD-O9 is directed into the ruin of an 
automotive garage, where two SCP-3885-01 can 
be seen standing in the service area near a 
hydraulic elevator jack, engaged in conversation. 
One, designated here as A, possesses four arms 
and is wearing worn work clothes with a chef's 
apron bearing the legend “KISS MY GRITS” in 
colorful print. The other, designated B, is taller, 
wearing ill-fitting motorcycle leathers, broken 
sunglasses, and smoking two cigars. 


SCP-3885-01-A: Nah dude, Rammy told me, that 
shit works. Like, hot sauce is hot, right? It's got 
like, temperature in it. And you want that shit in 
there to be hot as possible, and you know how 
gas is like, cold until you light it? So, you put hot 
sauce in the gas tank. That makes the gas spicy 
so it can burn better. 


SCP-3885-01-B: That's fucking dumb dude. Gas 
doesn't have a tongue, so how could it taste 
itself? 


SCP-3885-01-A: No, no man, it's like... it's like 
science and shit. It's chemicals. Chemicals is 
good for cars. 


SCP-3885-01-B: You're a chemical. 


SCP-3885-01-A: Fuck you dude, you're a 
chemical. 


Pause. SCP-3885-01-B picks up a strap wrench 
from the tool chest it is leaning on. 


SCP-3885-01-B: What the fuck even is this? A 
shitty dildo? 


SCP-3885-01-A laughs. 


SCP-3885-01-A: Oh Paulie. You're so fucking 
stupid. That's a Norwegian flange rectifier. 
Vikings use them to put horns on their hot rods, 
which is metal, but it's also fancy, because it's 
Europe. 


SCP-3885-01-B inserts the strap wrench into its 
mouth briefly. 


SCP-3885-01-B: Tastes like a screwdriver. | think 
this is just a weird screwdriver. For idiots. 


SCP-3885-01-B throws the strap wrench across 
the room. 


SCP-3885-01-B: | hate it. It's floppy. 


SCP-3885-01-A: Whatever dude. Oh dude, | 
heard the boss is gonna be here soon. 


SCP-3885-01-B: What? Nuh-uh. 


SCP-3885-01-A: Yeah-huh, Joey Fucknuts told 
me. 


SCP-3885-01-B narrows its eyes. 


SCP-3885-01-B: Well... Joey Fucknuts is a 
genius. | saw him eat a headlight once. 


SCP-3885-01-A: | know, right? He knows like, 
everything. And yeah, he says the boss is gonna 
be here. 


SCP-3885-01-B: Why though? Are we in trouble? 
| think we're doing a really good job. We set a 
rock on fire yesterday. Rocks don't burn, dude. 


SCP-3885-01-A: No, no, | think it's because of 
those dudes outside. 


SCP-3885-01-B: Those dudes? | like those 
dudes. They talk fancy and give us cars. We 
don't have to like, go fuck with people anymore. | 
didn't like fucking with people. It made me sad. 


SCP-3885-01-A: Yeah but, like, we can't /eave. | 
think we're supposed to leave and do shit. 


SCP-3885-01-B: What shit? 


SCP-3885-01-A: Dude, the boss fucking told us 
when he put us here. The shit. The shit we're 
supposed to do all over the place out there. The 
super fucking metal badass excellent shit. 


SCP-3885-01-B: Yeah but what shit, though? 


SCP-3885-01-A: ... | don't remember. 


It is currently unclear how SCP-3885-01 continue to find access to 
items such as fuel and tobacco products despite not being provided 
with these materials by the Foundation. It is suspected that this 
anomalous method of resupply is somehow related to the entity 
referred to by SCP-3885-01 as “the boss”. Investigation is ongoing. 


SCP-3886: The Necromancer’s Saddle 


Item #: SCP-3886 
Object Class: Neutralized Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3886-01 is to be detained 
in a standard humanoid containment cell in Site-102’s Low-Threat 
Humanoid Wing. To encourage compliance with Foundation staff, 
SCP-3886-01 may be granted requested reading and recreational 
items pending approval of Site administration. Under no 
circumstances outside of testing is SCP-3886-01 to be allowed 
access to SCP-3886 (which itself is to be kept in a locked storage 
box in Site-102’s Safe Object Wing). Testing may occur with 
oversight from at least one Level 3 personnel. 


Should current containment procedures fail or SCP-3886-01 
become uncooperative with Foundation interests, punitive 
measures, from restriction of privileges to termination of 
SCP-3886-01 are authorized given the assent of Site-102 
administration and the current overseeing researcher. 


Description: SCP-3886 is a leather English dressage saddle of late 
18th century design. SCP-3886 is uniformly black in color, with no 
ornamentation save for silver clasps at the terminating ends of its 
girth and billets. Despite its current state of tarnish and moderate 
disrepair, SCP-3886 is seemingly impervious to all further forms of 
damage or alteration. 


When first acquired by the Foundation in / /2010, SCP-3886 was 
believed to be neutralized (with only Document-3886-01 certifying its 
prior abilities.) It has since been realized that such only represented 
a temporary ‘passive’ state, with containment procedures being 
updated accordingly. 


An active state is achieved upon SCP-3886 making physical contact 
with a relative of French-American immigrant and equestrian 


carnival performer, ‘H Y _ ’. Once this occurs, said relative (from 
here on labeled SCP-3886-011') is physically incapable of moving 
more than 1.6 kilometers from SCP-3886 and may engage 
SCP-3886's active effect, as follows: 


If the active SCP-3886 is attached to a recently deceased body? of a 
sufficiently sized animals, the animal (now termed SCP-3886-02) will 
animate and seek out SCP-3886-01. Upon reaching SCP-3886-01, 
this SCP-3886-02 will attempt to interact with the subject in a variety 
of playful and theatrical manners and will obey all commands of 
SCP-3886-01, verbal and otherwise, to the best of its ability. Certain 
elements of this link (including SCP-3886-01 claiming to be able to 
‘see’ the containment chamber in which the current instance of 
SCP-3886-02 was stored) are not entirely understood. 


In its active state, living horses (Equus caballus) react with panic 
upon becoming aware of SCP-3886's presence. 


Addendum-3886-A: After intensive psychological screenings, it has 
been determined that SCP-3886-01's prior personality and 
Foundation loyalty remains intact. Special Containment Procedures 
revised. 


Addendum-3886-B: Recovery: SCP-3886 was intercepted by 
embedded Foundation agents 

on / /2010 after being sold to a subsidiary of Marshall, Carter and 
Dark by an unknown beneficiary. Included was Document-3886-01, 
the personal journalofoneH Y (believed to have owned 
SCP-3886 before its anomalous attributes became apparent). 


Document-3886-01 Excerpt 
July 14, 1932, The Personal Journal ofH Y 
(translated from the original French) 


“Another day, another performance. Today we stopped 
at Cincinnati. It's a beautiful city | think. The kind of city 
where | could see myself quietly spending the rest of my 
days with my family had | the choice. Streetcars zoom 
along the clear roads, everyone walks about to work as if 
half the world wasn't starving or begging for scrap. Hell, 
for the first time in months we had a full booking. 


| wish | could be happy about that. 


Mr. Sherwood spoke to me in private yesterday and it's 
been all | have been able to think of since. He said my 
‘loyalty’ to the Barnum & Bailey Circus warranted a prior 
warning, but apparently, once we reach Louisville 
tomorrow, | will be ‘let go.’ 


According to him, horse-acts aren't good enough 
anymore. | am ‘just not earning' my ‘keep.' And after all | 
have done for this circus... 


Even now, | just want to punch that two-faced, son-of-a- 
bitch right in the nose. It wouldn't help. He'd probably 
have me arrested. But God it would feel good. 


As if that was not bad enough, | received a letter today 
from Mary that our dear Jezebel has taken a fever. The 
doctor did all he could, but even he could not say if she 
would make it through. The thought that my baby girl 
might even now be in the Father's arms gives me the 
chills. 


One last thing before | say my prayers. A man 
approached me after the show today. His face was all 
lopsided, upside down, some accident he said. He 
claimed he was a representative of a rival circus, a talent 
scout. And... well, he offered me a job. He didn't seem 
all that happy about it, said an ‘opening had been made,’ 
but still, |do not have many other options. | couldn't give 
him my decision then, however | think | will take him up 
on his offer if it still stands. He gave me an address to 
reach him should | change my mind. 


| need to get some sleep. Till tomorrow then. 
-H Y " 
(According toalocalnewspaper,H Y 


disappeared three days after the writing of this entry, 
along with his characteristic saddle (believed to be 


SCP-3886). The man's body was never found and no 
search of notable measure was undertaken.) 


INPUT LEVEL 03 CLEARANCE 


TESTING LOG 3886-01 

The following is an abridged list of tests 

performed with SCP-3886 in conjunction 

with SCP-3886-01. For a complete testing 
log, please submit a formal request with 

Site-102 administration. 


Test # 


Test-05 


Test Testing Result Researcher 
Objective Parameters Notes 
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becoming monitored was scans we 


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claim to be medical | after subject 
able to staff and| SCP-3886-®tcame 
‘feel’ two became | resistant 


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instances, security | screaming remarkable, 
even when personnel, and It appears 
separated, was mildly attempting as if there 
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devised | and placedcontainmensympathetic 


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SCP-3886- testing with 


Test-14 


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introduced instance. It 
a variety of seems the 
stimuli subject 
(including has 
but not developed 
limited to: an 
a feather, emotional/ 
the scent sentimental 
of attachment 
cinnamon, which is 
a candle hindering 
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the nose, experiments.’ 
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removal of Researcher, 
a 2” by 2” Dr. Arnold 
patch of Rie 
skin from 
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haunches, 
electric 
shock and 
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which the much like for human 


SCP-3886 proposed those testing.’ - 
was used SCP-3886-O@evious, Head 

onan cadaver (inwith the | Researcher, 
animal not this case) SCP-3886-O2. Arnold 
of the that ofa} animating Rie 

genus large Greatas 

family Dane*) | expected, 


SCP-507, and the meeting was thankfully uneventtul. 


Document #507-00: A sample list of SCP-507s supposed 
extradimensional travels, along with any demands made by it after 
returning. 


Subject arrived in complete darkness, leading it to assume that the 
current location was indoors or subterranean. After fumbling about 
for a possible way out, subject heard a sound akin to muted 
breathing nearby. Subject then decided to curl up in the nearest 
corner and “wait it out” instead of risking a blind confrontation with 
an unknown creature. 


¢ Request: A standard flashlight, which it now always carries on 
its person. 


Subject appeared in a replica of the facility, although apparently 
fallen into disuse. Further exploration led to the discovery of various 
corpses strewn about the area, all heavily decayed and covered in 
an odd type of mold. Upon noting that the “corpses” seemed to 
rhythmically expand and contract as if still breathing, subject 
attempted to leave the facility. This idea was quickly discarded when 
it opened an exit and found that the outside world was apparently 
coated with the same odd growth. 


« Request: Heavy doses of voriconazole, and a fungal expert to 
help ascertain the nature of the mold. No exact match of the 
described mold was found, but it was noted to share many 
attributes with certain types of Cordyceps Fungi. [See 
Addendum 507-02] 


Upon reappearing, subject was reported to mutter “So many 
spiders.” Subject refused to elaborate. 


¢ Request: A handheld firearm of any type. Request was 
granted under the stipulation that said firearm is specifically 
built to only use rubber bullets. 


Subject once again appeared in a pitch black location with breathing 
nearby. Upon turning on its flashlight, subject was surprised by a 
man wearing a black business suit and sunglasses, with an 


Test-22 


‘Equidae’. was placedthe 


Human 
testing 


in the interactions 

center of} between 

the testing SCP-3886-01 

chamber) and 

with SCP-3886-02 

SCP-3886-O/ere 

and an notably 

escort of} more 

four armed muted. 

security | SCP-3886-02 

personnel moved 

entering | awkwardly, 

after. and 
seemed to 
be 
attempting 
a 
‘prancing,’ 
horse-like 
motion. 
Upon the 
cessation 
of testing 
SCP-3886-01 
offered the 
statement: 
“That- just 
felt wrong, 
somehow.” 

Same as| [LEVEL 04[LEVEL 04 

Test-14, | CLEARANCEEARANCE 

this time | REQUIRIEDREQUIRED] 

utilizing the 

corpse of 

D-1458 


Document-3886-01, passage extracts: 


July 23, 1932 

“ldo not know where to start with this. To be 
quite frank, | fear that if a man had told me of 
half the things | have seen these last few days, 
| would have called him mad. Indeed, perhaps 
| myself am mad. Would not madness be a 
comforting prospect as opposed to being 
witness to such horrors and wonders as have 
been shown to me? Creatures as alien as they 
are beautiful. Stage props that ignore the laws 
of nature. Music that can change a person’s 
mind. A tiger that can make people fly like 
balloons. 


This place is like some sort of dream... or 
nightmare. 


And despite all of this, | still do not really know 
why | am here. | had a brief audience with the 
man supposedly in charge of the carnival, Mr. 
Fuller, (a man whose nondescript manner was 
equally as befuddling to me as the impossible 
spectacles he presides over), but when | 
asked what he expected of me specifically, he 
was cryptic. | had thought when Manny -as the 
upside-down faced is commonly called here- 
offered me this position it would be in the 
same capacity as that of my previous one. Yet 
it has been days now and | have not so much 
as seen a horse on the grounds, let alone 
begun preparing a show. 


! am certain | will feel better after hearing from 
Mary. | will be writing her a letter after finishing 
this entry and will, with any luck, be able to find 
some sort of post with which to send it. At very 
least | received news in Louisville that our 
darling Jezebel is still with us, thank the 
merciful lord. 


Till tomorrow. 


-H Y Ld 


July 24, 1932 

"| have good news on two fronts. First, Mr. 
Manny has secured me 8 well-bred circus 
horses with which | may begin to fashion my 
new act. | am still not entirely certain how he 
expects me to compare to my certainly more 
spectacular peers, however | will attempt not 
to -if one will pardon my saying- ‘look a given 
horse in the mouth,’ as it were.