D-2374 was picked from a group of potential test 
subjects due to his willingness to communicate with 
SCP-3547 in return for improved living conditions. 
D-2374 is placed in a standard human containment cell 
with bedding and monitoring equipment. Subject falls 
asleep after 20 minutes and sleeps for approximately 6 
hours. Subject is visibly slightly restless during the final 
30 minutes of sleep. Subject interviewed by Dr Jennifer 
Alexander after waking. 


Dr Alexander: Did you sleep well? 
D-2374: Yeah, kind of. 


Dr Alexander: Did you dream? 


D-2374 appears visibly uncomfortable. 
D-2374: Yeah, | did. 


Dr Alexander: What did you dream of? Do 
you remember? 


D-2374: The thing you guys told me about. 
Him. 


Dr Alexander: SCP-3547? 


D-2374: | think he's called The Night Emperor. 
| think that's what he wants to be called. 
Sorry...um, | mean, yeah, Him. 


Dr Alexander: OK. What does SCP-3547 look 
like? 


D-2374: It's...difficult to look at him. It made 
me feel sick. Like, motion sickness or 
something like that. 


Dr Alexander: But what did it, or he, actually 
look like? 


D-2374: He's human-ish, | think, but made of 
strands of something. Like hair floating in 
water. 


Dr Alexander: OK. Did he say anything to 
you? 


D-2374 appears to have relaxed somewhat. 


D-2374: Sort of. | thought what he was thinking 
somehow, if that makes sense. He wants to be 
with us. It's kind of fuzzy, but he needs us to 
sleep before he can...save us? 


Dr Alexander: What does he mean by "save 
us"? Save us from what? 


D-2374: |...we must sleep. Just sleep. | don't 
know. 


Dr Alexander: Thank you. That will be all. 


D-2374: He wants to be with us. I'm certain of 
that much. 


Dr Alexander: Thank you. 
Interview terminated. 
+ Experiment Log 3547-2 


Date: 20/05/18 

D-2374 is placed into the same containment cell as used 
in Experiment 3547-1. This is a repeat of the first 
experiment, but this time D-2374 slept while wearing 
SCP-3547-A. After the subject had been asleep for 6 
hours, they became visibly restless, as noted in 
Experiment 3547-1. At this time, Dr Robert Chapman 
entered the containment cell to check the EEG 
equipment attached to D-2374. As Dr Chapman leant 
over, he fell unconscious and collapsed onto D-2374. 


The impact immediately woke D-2374 and Dr Chapman. 
Both D-2374 and Dr Chapman claim they briefly saw 
each other within D-2374’s dream before they woke up. 
D-2374 claimed to have been dreaming that he was 
suspended within a void awaiting an audience with The 
Night Emperor when Dr Chapman suddenly appeared 
next to him and they both woke up. 


Interference in telemetry from the equipment shows that 
the range of the field was around 1m. 


+ Experiment Log 3547-3 


Date: 22/05/18 

D-2374 is placed into the same containment cell with 
SCP-3547-A, in a repeat of Experiment 3547-2. As 
D-2374 enters the restless phase of sleep, D-2376, who 


has had SCP-3547 explained to them, is moved to within 
1m of D-2374’s bed in a wheelchair by Dr Robert 
Chapman. As D-2376 enters the field, she instantly falls 
asleep. Upon awakening, they are interviewed together 
by Dr Jennifer Alexander. 


Dr Alexander: So, did you both see each 
other in the dream? Did you see SCP-3547? 


D-2374 and D-2376 smile intensely at each 
other and reach across the table to hold 
hands. 


D-2376: Yes! We did! We saw each other and 
our beloved granted us an audience! 


Dr Alexander: Stay back in your chairs 
please. What do you mean by "beloved"? 


D-2374 (to D-2376): Our Beloved! He will be 
with us soon. As soon as we sleep! As soon as 
we all sleep! 


Dr Alexander: OK, but did he say anything 
specific to you both? 


D-2374: He’s delighted that your Foundation is 
taking an interest in him, but he can only save 
us if we sleep. All of us. 


D-2374 becomes agitated. 


D-2374: Tell everyone. Everyone must know 
His Message. He can only perform His Work if 
all of our minds look away. 


Dr Alexander: Save us from what? What work 
is it...He...planning to do? 


D-2374 and D-2376 in unison: Wait! Wait and 
rest. We must sleep. Only when we awaken 
will we behold our Beloved's work! 


Dr Alexander audibly sighs. 
Dr Alexander: That'll do. 
Interview terminated 

+ Experiment Log 3547-4 


Date: 23/05/18 

The experiment was intended to be a repeat of 
Experiment 3547-2, with D-2374 given a list of specific 
questions to ask SCP-3547. After being locked into the 
containment cell, D-2374 got out of bed, crouched down 
and pushed his head against the wall, inserting one of 
SCP-3547-A’s protrusions into a power socket before 
security staff could stop him. 


At that moment, all staff in the western half of Site-11 
instantly fell asleep. Dr Michael Cross, who was sat just 
outside of the radius of the field in his laboratory, raised 
the alarm after several of his laboratory technicians 
dropped unconscious to the floor at the same time. 
Several staff members rushed into the field to assist their 
colleagues, but also fell unconscious. Site-11 was put on 
full Code Red lockdown and all staff commanded to 
remain at their current locations. 


Diagnostic tests on Foundation radio equipment estimate 
that the radius of the field was approximately 76m. 


Post incident interviews revealed that all affected staff 
shared a common dream of SCP-3547. The dream 
consisted of all affected subjects suspended together in 
a blue/green void, as SCP-3547 delivered a “sermon” to 
them by projecting comforting thoughts and an insistence 
that they spread its message so that it may save 
humanity and join us in our world. While communing with 
the subjects, SCP-3547 extended a bundle of fibrous 
tendrils to each person that wrapped around their heads 
and extended outwards, forming a web of fibres between 
them. 


D-1234 woke up approximately 7 hours after the 
incident, followed by all other affected personnel. 
Everyone who had experienced the dream woke up 
weeping with joy and eager to embrace one another. All 
subjects were insistent that the Foundation must perform 
the ceremony described in "Dreams of Our Beloved" as 
soon as feasibly possible. 


Class-A amnestics were administered to all affected 
staff. All affected D-Class personnel were terminated, 
including D-2374 and D-2376. 


+ Urgent: No longer contained. Please assist. 


09/06/2018 

I'm so sorry. My name is Dr Rebecca Powell of 
Site-19. | don't have the authorisation to edit 
this document, but I'll deal with the fallout from 
that if we get out of this. | was right. | read 
through the "Dreams of Our Beloved" during 
my research into extradimensional anomalies 
and | recognised what's happening straight 
away. Someone's done it. | have no idea who, 
why, or where, but they've done it. | blacked 
out during the night shift at my desk earlier, 
and now I'm awake with this stuff stuck to, and 
possibly in, my head. | can't really turn too 
well, but | think it extends out of the door and 
down the corridor. | called out for help, but 
either everyone's knocked out or I'm the only 
one here. 


| can't get it off my head. If | struggle against it, 
it just gets tighter. If | try and pull it out, it feels 
like it burrows in deeper. | think it's best to just 
leave it alone for now. | can't move, but | can 
at least type at my terminal. 


10/06/2018 
The initial shock has subsided, but I've not 


slept at all. | feel OK though. This is going to 
sound strange, but | think | can feel what other 
people are feeling, or maybe thinking, 
elsewhere. Like we're connected through this 
stuff. Now I've calmed down a little, | feel 
good. Actually, really good despite the 
circumstances. | think everyone else does too. 
Still, I'm kind of seizing up a bit and | really 
need to get up and stretch. 


| tried sawing through the stuff on my head 
with my keys, but every time | cut through a 
piece, it just reattaches. It's organic, | think. 
Cold to the touch, but possibly alive somehow. 
It has a kind of blueish glow to it that seems to 
shimmer slightly to match the patterns of my 
thoughts. 


| don't feel thirsty or hungry yet, which is odd. 


11/06/2018 

Still not slept. | can feel it. It's in there 
somewhere. | think others out there are 
convinced it's going to save us from 
something. | don't know what or how. It feels 
like all of humanity is just waiting. I'm really 
aching now. | need to get up and stretch my 
back. | don't feel so good any more. 


I've had some time to think about what's 
happening, and I'm going to request 
reclassification of SCP-3547 and archive the 
old containment procedures. They're useless 
now anyway. | know it's a huge breach of 
protocol, but if anyone else even reads this 
again I'll consider it a win. I'll try and sleep 
again after I've done that. 


I'm starting to panic now. 


12/06/2018 


Still awake. Still waiting. The waiting and not 
being able to sleep is becoming agonising. 
There's nothing | can do but wait. Everyone's 
waiting. | feel something. | think it's SCP-3547 
itself. Himself. | think we betrayed him. | don't 
know how or why. Still, some remain faithful. 
To their beloved. 


| close my eyes for hours and nothing 
happens. 


14/06/2018 
Still waiting. Exhausted but awake. 


19/06/2018 

nothing i can do. just wait and wait and wait. 
still awake. all i can feel is despair and the 
desperation of the faithful. you gave them your 
word. do something. let me sleep. let us sleep. 
you're killing us 


20/06/2018 

i can't stay like this this any more. others are 
disappearing. quieter. every hour. quieter and 
quieter. the blue is getting fainter. He's still just 
watching. please let me sleep please please 
let me fucking sleep. 


21/06/2018 
no more 


SCP-457 initially formed. Investigation into the potential of SCP-457 
being responsible for other major fires is underway. 


Addendum: 
An Interview between Doctor and SCP-457 
Dr. : Can you speak, currently? 
SCP-457: Yes. 


Dr. : Good. Would you mind answering some 
questions? 


SCP-457: [No reply] 


Dr. _ : I'll take that as ano. How do you feel about being 
confined? 


SCP-457: [Crackling] Dislike. No fuel. No air. 


Dr. : We have provided you with adequate air and fuel 
to survive. 


SCP-457: Can not burn. No fuel. 
Dr. _: Are you saying that you cannot grow? 


SCP-457: Grow. Need. Must grow. [457 moves about 
containment area as if searching] 


Dr. :Howdo you feel? 
SCP-457: Hungry. 
Dr. : Do you feel anything besides hunger? 


SCP-457: [No answer, 457 approaches blast shielding 
separating it from Dr. | 


Dr. :Howdo you feel about humans? 


SCP-457: They burn. [457 moves closer to blast 


SCP-3549: Sweet Medieval Bitcoin 


Item #: SCP-3549 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3549 is to be contained 
within a medium-security storage closet at Site 76. A hard copy of 
the decrypted text is to be kept alongside SCP-3549 for the 
convenience of research personnel, with digital copies being kept on 
secured Foundation servers. 


Description: SCP-3549 is the collective designation for 36 related 
anomalous items, which when used in tandem with each other 
function as an anomalous method of communication and record 
keeping. 


SCP-3549-A is a collection of 12 vellum codices, dated to the early 
15th century’, with "Darke Trading Co." embossed on the cover in 
gold leaf. Although the vellum comprising the codices has been 
confirmed to be mammalian, genetic analysis has been unable to 
confirm a specific species. Several anomalous genes have been 
found to comprise the vellum's genome, however. 


Each instance of SCP-3549-A contains an indeterminate number of 
pages, and all contain identical text. For the most part, this text 
consists of a transaction ledger spanning from the 15th to 18th 
centuries. The text is written in a cypher, which has been decoded 
by Foundation cryptologists (see document SCP-3549-01 for more 
details). 


SCP-3549-B are a set of 12 identical silver inkwells, also inscribed 
with the name "Darke Trading Co." The ink held within these wells 
cannot be exhausted, nor can it be removed except by the insertion 
of an instance of SCP-3549-C. The ink itself is bluish black and has 
been confirmed to be squid ink. SCP-3549-C are 12 quills made 
from the flight feathers of black swans. 


Notably, all instances of SCP-3549 are in pristine condition and 
appear to be anomalously resistant to damage and deterioration. 


When an individual writes upon a page in an instance of SCP-3549- 
A, using an instance of SCP-3549-C with ink from SCP-3549-B, and 
using the correct cypher, the text will immediately appear within all 
other instances of SCP-3549. Any marking made upon the pages of 
SCP-3549 by any other means or not using the cypher will result in 
the marking vanishing within seconds. This applies to any attempt at 
editing the text as well. Entries may only be revised or deleted if 
done so simultaneously in a minimum of 7 instances of SCP-3549- 
A. 


If a transaction is entered which contradicts previously entered data, 
the transaction will automatically appear as crossed out once the 
quill has left the paper, indicating that it is invalid. Removing one or 
more pages from SCP-3549-A will result in the page rapidly 
putrefying and reappearing the next time the book is opened. 


Review of SCP-3549 has revealed that it was originally used to 
allow multiple members of the Darke Trading Co. to remain 
immediately up to date on the company's business dealings, 
allowing for a far greater degree of coordination than was otherwise 
possible at the time, giving them a significant advantage over their 
business rivals. 


It also appears that, due to the unprecedented security provided by 
SCP-3549, that authors would assign wholly imaginary marks2 as 
payment for services rendered to various clients, employees and 
contractors, who could then redeem them from other ledger keepers 
for actual products, similar to modern debit cards and 
cryptocurrencies. 


Addendum: SCP-3549 was originally discovered during a raid on 
an MC&D warehouse in Glasgow, Scotland. It is therefore 
considered likely that SCP-3549 is a legitimate source of information 
regarding the Person of Interest known only as Dark, believed to be 
a founding member and possibly still senior partner of the Gol 
Marshall, Carter, and Dark. 


The following excerpts have been selected as either key or 


representative samples of this biographical information. The text has 
been decrypted and, where required, translated or modernized (see 
document SCP-3549-01 for the full decrypted text). 


+ Selected Excerpts from SCP-3549 


Date | September 13th, 1421 


Transaction | None 


Comments | ~ Mister Gildfrey, kindly respond if 
you can see these words. 


~ | see them Darke. They rose from the page all at 
once, as if they had been there all along but 
hidden under something that has now been 
brushed away. | wish | could say | was impressed, 
but honestly, it's a little underwhelming 
considering these things are made with demon 
hide, Kraken ink, fairy silver and... where'd you 
get the feathers from again? 


~ Quite ordinary black swans, I'm afraid. After 
breeding demons, hunting Krakens and bartering 
with fair folk, | was spent both financially and 
emotionally. | realize that's a trife disappointing, 
but quills are quills. 


Harrowing as it was, it was well worth it. This 
invention will be most useful to our enterprise, 
Gildfrey. Keep me apprised of our dealings in 
Shylock's quarter, and | will keep you up to date 
on the happenings in London. 


~ Why bother with London at all? Your front as an 
apothecary barely covers your overhead, and if 
the Church finds out you're selling bewitchments 


out the back they'll burn you for sure. 


~ That's what I've always loved and hated about 
you Gildfrey: You've never understood the value 
of anything beyond its price in coin.