the group's defectors, Foundation research staff have speculated 
SCP-3822-01 is nonhuman and belongs to an unidentified 
extraterrestrial genus; the entity does not speak comprehensible 
English nor is it typically seen in the proximity of SCP-3822's 
members. The existence of other entities belonging to 
SCP-3822-01's species is extremely likely, as SCP-3822-01 has 
unsuccessfully attempted to reproduce with female human members 
of SCP-3822 on numerous occasions (see Document 331-5: 
Recovered Police Report, Sexual Assault). The Foundation has 
been contacted by SCP-3822-01 on at least three occasions, though 
personnel were unable to understand the entity and have since 
dedicated considerable resources to deciphering its messages. 
Members of SCP-3822 appear to treat SCP-3822-01 with religious 
significance, seeing it as a deity or prophet. 


The motivations and goals of SCP-3822 remain unknown. Though 
they possess an obvious and considerable interest in attaining 
positions of power within the United States federal government, 
such individuals have not attempted to pass or propose legislation 
considered atypical. Politicians with ties appear to possess 
abnormally high interest in laws relating to children, though whether 
this is correlated with SCP-3822's motives remains unknown. 


Addendum |: Document JJA-21 


The following is a propaganda leaflet distributed by Pol-2221-590, 

later identified as a member of SCP-3822. Roughly 200 individuals 
received these leaflets before Pol-2221-590 was apprehended by 

the Foundation. 


MY FELLOW CITIZENS... 


America has begun its inevitable and inexorable descent 
into the abyss. Millions struggle to survive on the streets 
as their government exploits foreign countries and 
plunges the world further into perpetual war, serving only 
the interests of the rich and the malevolent. These are 
not the principles America was founded upon, nor are 
they principles we must tolerate any longer. 


Today, | offer you a way to rid yourself of the wool over 


your eyes. | offer you solace - peace in knowing that a 
collective exists where many individuals come together 
seeking a common goal. When | founded K-Party, | did 
so knowing that the odds were unfathomably stacked 
against me. | did so acutely aware that the elite would do 
everything in their power to stifle our efforts and crush 
anything threatening their status quo under a boot heel. 


| launched a revolution in spite of this knowledge, not to 
serve my interests - but to serve yours. As many already 
standing next to me are aware, | am an immigrant. 
Where | come from, there is only pain and destruction - 
endless death caused by corruption and political 
scheming. | came here many years ago and bid my time, 
waiting for the opportunity to rebuild America. By the 
grace of X'thur [sic], and by the grace of God, a fist will 
rise from the soil of the heartland and crush the 
elaborate system of the rich from within. 


If you share my sentiment and wish to join me, seek out 
a recruitment center near you. We will be contacting 
many of you within the following days for a routine 
briefing. | wish you the best, and look forward to meeting 
you. 


- Gorgio Crumb! 
Addendum Il: Interview 2215-X 


The following is an interview conducted with Jacob Hawkins, a 
member of SCP-3822. 


<BEGIN LOG, SKIP TO 00:09:25> 


Dr. Mitchell: You were telling me about something 
called the "Ascension Ritual" earlier. Could you elaborate 
on that? 


Hawkins: We all gathered in a room. The Leader 
watched us over a television monitor. 


Dr. Mitchell: Gorgio Crumb? 


Hawkins: Yes. He never met us in person. Always 
watched us through cameras. We came into the room 
and formed a circle around what looked like a knife on 
the ground. Then we waited. A few minutes passed, and 
The Leader came back with something - | couldn't make 
it out, but it looked like a photo. 


Dr. Mitchell: A photo of what? 


Hawkins: A woman. It's hard to remember...Jamie, 
maybe? They looked similar. 


Dr. Mitchell: So you knew this woman? 


Hawkins: She was with us at the time of the ritual. | 
guess she recognized herself, because she got real quiet 
real fast. Jamie is not a quiet girl. It was...surreal. 


Dr. Mitchell: Did Crumb enter the room at any time? 


Hawkins: Like | said, he just watched. Once Jamie 
looked at the photo, she started holding her belly real 
tight. Reckon she knew what was expected of her but 
hesitated. The rest of us just sat there and waited for 
something to happen. She, uh...she looked at the TV 
screen again and then reached for the knife. 


Dr. Mitchell: Did you stop her? 
Hawkins: None of us did. It was The Leader's will. 


Dr. Mitchell: So you didn't take the knife from her or stop 
her from [REDACTED] because you felt that was what 
Crumb wanted? 


Hawkins: Yes. 


Dr. Mitchell: We found this woman yesterday with her 
abdomen crudely cut open. There were signs of early 
pregnancy. It would be fair to assume that somebody 


within the group was the father. Any clue who that might 
be? 


Hawkins does not respond. 

Dr. Mitchell: Mr. Hawkins? 

Hawkins: |...| don't think I'm allowed to say. 
Dr. Mitchell: What do you mean? 


Hawkins: All of us are beautiful, even those that do not 
see the light. It was a tragic and heartbreaking event, but 
we moved on past it. The Leader believes in himself and 
asks us to believe in him too. That's all | know, that's all | 
want to know. 


Dr. Mitchell: Mr. Hawkins, was she pregnant? 


Hawkins: The Leader is fair and just. The Leader is fair 
and just. 


At this point, Hawkins begins tearing at his wrists with his 
fingernails in an apparent attempt to self-terminate. 
Security is immediately notified and a Yellow-level event 
is declared. 


Dr. Mitchell (to security): Get me a sedative. 


Hawkins: The Leader is fair and just. The Leader is fair 
and - 


Security enters the room and sedates Hawkins. Interview 
terminated. 


Addendum Ill: Revision Request: 


Recent research suggests SCP-3822 may be at least partially 
related to a now defunct post-human cult formed in the 1990's 
referred to as "Gatekeepers". Roughly 22 women were sexually 
assaulted and forcibly impregnated by the group's leader before 
police intervened. Information regarding the group is scarce, but at 


least one member survived and later joined SCP-3822. Requesting 
authorization to revise this article with this new information. 


Denied until more accurate, substantiated information becomes 
available. - O05 Command 


Footnotes 
1. Alias used by SCP-3822-01 


SCP-3825: So it Goes 


Item #: SCP-3825 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3825 is to be contained in 
the lowest sub-basement level at Site-15, in an enlarged humanoid 
containment unit. In order to reduce the risk of potential structural 
damage, SCP-3825 is not to be moved to any area that is not 
directly supported by solid ground or specially reinforced floors, such 
as the upper floors of any buildings on-site. 


Investigation into the whereabouts of Pol-3825-1 are ongoing. If 
possible, Pol-3825-1 is to be captured and brought to Site-15 for 
interrogation. 


Description: SCP-3825 is the collective designation for an adult 
human male and the mass of inert copies of itself it continually 
generates. SCP-3825 appears as a conglomeration of adult male 
human bodies physically merged with one another to form a solid 
mass of human tissue. Each of these copied bodies is referred to as 
an instance of SCP-3825-1. SCP-3825-1 physically resembles adult 
male human bodies, but are inert and show no signs of life 
functions. At the “front” of this mass is a live human male known as 
SCP-3825-2, which moves, speaks, and behaves identically to a 
non-anomalous human. 


SCP-3825-2 continually and involuntarily generates instances of 
SCP-3825-1, identical in appearance to SCP-3825-2, that merge 
into each other to form the bulk of SCP-3825. These copies appear 
as “freeze-frames” of how SCP-3825-2 was positioned at the time of 
their generation. Although SCP-3825-1 appear tangible to outside 
interaction, SCP-3825-2 can physically pass through SCP-3825-1 
instances, allowing more instances to be formed “inside” previous 
instances. This stacking occurs seamlessly, and results in an 
increased mass density within the overlap. 


Analysis has determined that each SCP-3825-1 instance manifests 
for a total of thirty seconds before demanifesting, and as the oldest 
instance demanifests, a new instance is simultaneously created 
from SCP-3825-2. SCP-3825-2 generates SCP-3825-1 ten times 
per second, making the total conglomeration of SCP-3825-1 consist 
of 300 instances at any given time. Each instance possesses a 
mass of approximately 85 kilograms, placing the full mass of 
SCP-3825 at over 25 metric tons. The density of this mass depends 
on the rate at which SCP-3825-2 changes its geographic location, 
and can quickly reach structurally hazardous levels when 
SCP-3825-2 stands still. 


Recovery: SCP-3825 was discovered in 20 after several floors of 
the Laboratoryin , New York suddenly collapsed, creating a 
series of holes leading to its basement. Foundation agents 
embedded in emergency services were some of the first on-scene, 
and discovered SCP-3825, injured but alive, lying atop a pile of 
rubble in the basement beneath the collapsed floors. The rubble had 
been largely crushed into gravel and splinters by SCP-3825’s 
substantial weight. Civilian first responders were amnesticized, and 
a cover story about improper adherence to building codes was 
distributed to the public. 


+ Interview Log 3825-IL-01 
Interview Log 3825-IL-01 


Interviewer: Dr. Swicker 

Interviewed: SCP-3825-2 

Date: 09/01/20 

Notes: This interview was conducted one 
week after SCP-3825’s transport to Site-15, 
once SCP-3825-2 had recovered from its 
injuries. 


<Begin log> 


Dr. Swicker: Good afternoon, SCP-3825-2. 
How’s your leg feeling? 


SCP-3825-2: Not bad, all things considered. | 


mean, | fell through what, four floors? | guess 
I’m lucky I’m not a paraplegic. Ribs are still 
killing me though. Did you guys ever get in 
touch with my insurance? | dunno if my plan 
covers... well, whatever you’d call this 
situation. 


Swicker: That won't be necessary. All medical 
expenses are free of charge while you're 
under our jurisdiction. 


3825-2: Good, ‘cause |’m pretty broke right 
now. Do me a favor and tell _—_Labs that if 
they think they’re sticking me with the repair 
charges on their building, they can blow me. 
Tell them to take that up with Arnold. 


Swicker: Arnold? 


3825-2: Yeah, Dr. Arnold . Did | not tell 
you about him? Maybe that was a fever dream 
or something. You guys have really powerful 
morphine. 


Swicker: | don’t believe you did. Could you 
explain? 


3825-2: Yeah, sure. was the guy | was 
interning with, overat Labs. He was a 
professor at, you can probably find him if 
you look him up. He’s the one to blame for this 
damn mess. 


Swicker: Describe the nature of your work as 
an intern, please. 


3825-2: | think my position title would have 
been something like "lab monkey", meaning 
any work he had me do probably could have 
been completed by a trained chimp. A lot of 
number crunching and simulation-running, 


Security Officers decide to intervene. 


10:58:45 pm, D-4112 and D-4113 are seen shouting at 
one another, with the latter standing over SCP-498. 
Security Officer Wilson enters the bunker without 
noise-canceling headphones, a violation of Containment 
Protocol. 


10:58:53 pm, Officer Wilson appears to be arguing with 
the two D-Class, presumably ordering them to reset the 
device. 


10:59:08 pm, D-4112 again attempts to reach SCP-498, 
at which point he is struck by D-4113 and incapacitated. 


10:59:12 pm, Officer Wilson draws his baton and 
engages D-4113. 

Note: D-4113 was convicted of murdering his CO and 
several fellow soldiers during a tour of duty in Iraq. 


10:59:24 pm, D-4113 wrestles the baton from Officer 
Wilson, subsequently subduing him. Second Security 
Officer Thomas enters at this point, equipped with 
headphones and his side arm. 


10:59:29 pm, Officer Thomas draws his side arm and 
fires twice, missing both times before D-4113 closes the 
distance between them. A scuffle ensues. 


10:59:46 pm, Officer Thomas’ headphones are knocked 
away. Both personnel are exhibiting severe pain at this 
point, presumably due to SCP-498. Camera footage 
vibrating due to acoustic stress. 


11:00:02 pm, Officer Thomas manages to put distance 
between himself and D-4113 and fire his sidearm. 
D-4113 is terminated. Officer Thomas stumbles from the 
bunker, sealing SCP-498 and the occupants inside. 
Despite ruptured eardrums, he managed to activate the 
Containment Breach Emergency Switch before passing 
out. 


really. Wasn't up until the end that he decided 
I'd make a good test subject. 


Swicker: And what was it that you and Dr. 
were studying? 


3825-2: Time travel. 
Swicker: Time travel? 


3825-2: Yep. If it sounds ridiculous, it's 
because it Is. thought he had discovered 
a way to conduct honest-to-god time travel. He 
hired me because | agreed to keep my mouth 
shut about it, not because of my stellar 2.7 
GPA. He was paranoid someone was gonna 
steal the patent from under his nose. 


Swicker: Did he ever explain how he intended 
to accomplish... time travel? 


3825-2: He'd lecture me constantly about the 
"principles" behind it. | hardly ever listened, 
because he's as interesting as static on TV. 
The gist of it was that he thought he found a 
way to send human consciousness backwards 
along the fourth axis of time. He said our 
minds travel along this fourth axis, jumping 
between instants in three-dimensional space. 
His machine was intended to reverse the 
vector of this movement. Or something. 


A pause. SCP-3825-2 scratches its head. 


3825-2: It sounds ever stupider saying it out 
loud. 


Swicker: And how did this machine work? 


3825-2: That, | can't tell you. | never had a real 
hand in designing or building the thing. That 
was up to him and the technicians. 


Swicker: You mentioned earlier that you were 
selected as a test subject. Tell me about this 
testing, if you would. 


3825-2: There was only ever one test. 

asked me if | wanted to be the first to step 
inside the machine, and | agreed. | figured at 
worst it'd zap me with some electricity and | 
could sue for on-the-job injury. He didn't even 
make me sign a waiver, the dumb bastard. 


Swicker: Describe that test for me, then. 


3825-2: Right, so after a few months of having 
me plug numbers into AutumnSim, tells 
me to step into the chamber for an early test. 
Thirty seconds back through time. He says 
that since he was only sending my 
consciousness back in time, | wouldn't meet 
my past self and cause the universe to 
implode or whatever. I'm paraphrasing. 


Swicker: Understood. Please continue. 


3825-2: | get inside the machine, and he tells 
me "I'll set h to point one, to keep power 
consumption low." | remember that part 
clearly. He flipped the switch, there was a 
bright flash of light, and next thing | knew | was 
falling through the floor. You know the rest. 


Swicker: The experiment didn't go as 
planned, then. 


3825-2: | can see why they pay you the big 
bucks, doc. No, it didn't. I'll chalk that part up 
to being an arrogant hack who was in 
way over his head with this whole project. 
Speaking of which, you guys ought to track 
him down so he can get in here and fix me. 


Swicker: We'll begin the search soon, don't 
worry. 


3825-2: Good. You folks have been pretty cool 
and all, but I'd like to be able to stand on the 
second floor without caving it in. And I'll never 
get a date with this weird flesh-snake dragging 
behind me. 


<End log> 


Following this interview, Dr. Arnold has 
been designated Pol-3825-1.