Lying there on the ground dying, most people would have felt fear or 
regret, but Sam felt something bubbling inside her, an emotion she 
didn’t feel very often. Anger. It was so unfair, that she would die 
here, without knowing anything at all. If only, if only... 


If only she had the power to control her fate. 


There were two more shots, but there was something different about 
them. Sam distantly remembered that the two shots sounded more 
as if they had come from a high caliber sniper rifle rather than a 
pistol. She then realized that she was still alive and opened her 
eyes. Her vision was still blurry, but she could see two silhouettes 
standing above her, and they definitely weren't the burly men. 


“Excellent marksmanship as always, Forky,” one of the silhouettes 
said happily. “I'd have thought you’d go the easy route and just killed 
them.” 


“They're more valuable alive than dead,” the second silhouette 
replied. 


“Ah, then the same can be said for this poor soul down here.” The 


first silhouette knelt down beside Sam, who was finding it harder and 
harder to keep her eyes open. 


“There’s nothing we can do for her. Even if we do patch her up, 
she'll bleed out before the paramedics arrive.” 


“Who said we needed paramedics?” 


Sam heard an odd clinking sound and the second silhouette gasped, 
“How the hell do you have SCP-427? That’s a containment breach!” 


“Signed it out! Duh!", the first silhouette laughed. 


Sam felt a small weight on her chest, and then her vision began to 
clear and her pain started to subside. Surprised, she blinked and 
looked at her unlikely savior. It was a young man, with messy black 
hair and wearing a dark coat and sunglasses. Behind him, Sam 
caught sight of Agent Pitchfork, who appeared to be an albino 
woman wearing similar clothing, except toting an M40 sniper rifle. 


“| hope you know what you’re doing.” Agent Pitchfork scowled. 


“| only kept it on long enough to make her wounds non-fatal.” The 
other agent grinned. “Don't feel like fighting a flesh beast today." 


“Come on, let’s get out of here. The police will be arriving in about 
forty two seconds.” 


“Just a second.” Agent Pitchfork’s partner knelt down beside Sam 
and smiled. “Oh, you’re not going to die, at least not today. We’ve 
got some interesting things in mind for you.” 


"Don't you mean you have interesting things in mind, Agent Spoon?" 
Agent Pitchfork asked suspiciously. 


"Semantics." Agent Spoon shrugged. 


Then, just as quickly as they appeared, both of the newcomers 
vanished. Sam could hear sirens in the distance, and panicked cries 
of onlookers who came to investigate the commotion. It was only 
then that Sam finally lost consciousness. 


We have apprehended the Chaos Insurgency operatives 
and are in the process of interrogating them for 
information on SCP-204. However, Agent Spoon has 
breached protocol again, revealing our existence to a 
non-Foundation agent and refusing to terminate her. 
However, more disturbingly, Agent Spoon was in 
possession of SCP-427. 


| suspect he may have ulterior motives. Intend to 
investigate further. 


-Agent Pitchfork 


Next: Chapter 2 


Divergence time: 

Details: Instead of stating that ‘Every time a bell rings an angel gets 
their wings’ the character of Clarence pats Jimmy Stewart on the 
back and says ‘It’s only eight seconds, it'll hardly hurt a bit.’ Instead 
of running back to Bedford Falls Stewart’s character enters what 
appears to be a Mayan pyramid, where he spends three minutes 
running from room to room until he finds a room which has a slight 
green hue despite the black and white film stock. There is tiny 
writing all over the walls. He picks up a small rock and starts 
scratching out sections of the text, and with each scratch the room 
shakes and dust falls from the ceiling as if from a seismic event. He 
continues scratching as the screen fades to end credits. 


Experiment 981-1B: 

Date: - - 

Media: ‘Manos: The Hands of Fate’, 1966, VHS. Now designated 
SCP-981-B. 

Divergence time: 

Details: During the denouement when The Master confronts 
Michael, instead of finding Michael and his family hiding in a room 
they are all [DATA EXPUNGED]. The Master drops onto his knees 
and begins praying at an area of the room just outside the scope of 
the camera. Just before the screen fades to black the area around 
the Master darkens as if by a negative spotlight and he cries "It's just 
as | expected!" before falling to one side, blood streaming from his 
eyes and nose as the film fades to credits. 


Experiment 981-1C: 


Date: - - 

Media: ‘The Dark Knight, 2008, DVD. Now designated SCP-981-C. 
Divergence time: : (Filmruns minutes shorter due to missing 
scenes) 


Details: The scene where Heath Ledger’s Joker is hanging upside 
down having been caught by Batman runs as in the original 
theatrical edit, but at the end Ledger looks directly at the camera 
and says ‘You don’t realise, do you? Two thousand? You haven't 
even started.’ He then pulls out a bright blue and a knife, runs 
the blade across his throat and dips the in his blood. He then 
becomes gradually transparent and fades from view as Christian 
Bale’s closing speech originally used at the end of the film leads into 


UIU Orientation 


Welcome to the FBI's second least popular division; the Unusual 
Incidents Unit. 

Most of you are probably here as a punishment, because someone 
wants you out of their hair. 

Any of you here because you told your superiors the truth, and they 
didn’t believe it? 


Ah, just one. Well then, I’m going to need to make a demonstration. 
You see; the UIU is a joke, but not for the reasons you guys think. 
I’m sure most of you will recognise this as a Desert Eagle. It’s 
loaded with .50 bullets. So seven rounds in the magazine. 

Let’s count them out: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven... eight, 
nine, ten, eleven... | could keep going, but I’ll hand the magazine 
around so you can see I’m not using sleight of hand. 


So, if what we’re investigating is real, why are we a joke? Because 
we're way out of our depth. 

You guys aren’t trained for the sort of stuff that we’re meant to be 
investigating. 

Of course, you do get really good bereavement benefits. 


Pop quiz: How many rounds are there in that magazine? 

Nope, the guy | found it on thought it was limitless too. It holds one 
thousand, two hundred, ninety six rounds. He ran out while shooting 
at me. 


Now for the terminology. We deal in Carts and Cans. 

A Cart is a confirmed artifact; an object that doesn’t belong within 
this world. 

A Can is a confirmed anomaly; an event or area that involves 
something impossible. 

A Can Man is a person who is anomalous. These tend to be 
particularly dangerous, and you'll probably find someone else is 
there looking for them. 


We're not the only ones dealing with this stuff. When you're out on 
an investigation, keep your eyes out for other interested parties: 
The Suits. 

Men in suits, sunglasses, the works, your stereotypical spooks. Men 
in Black. If you get a chance, keep eyes on them. They’re bastards, 
completely untrustworthy, but if they give an order you follow it. 
They work for the government, apparently. And they outrank us. 


The Fireworks. 

Militia groups, highly trained, sometimes armed with Carts. We 
figure there’s more than one, we’ve seen them fighting each other. 
They come in and take, or destroy, whatever it is they’re after. Then 
they leave, and we have to cover it up. Don’t try and interfere 
without backup; and be aware that they are better equipped than us. 
They’re dangerous, ruthless and vicious. But at least they’re honest. 
If they give you an order, follow it. 

If you don’t they'll kill you. 


The Cart Shoppers. 

Marshall, Carter and Dark; they’re an auction house, and a 
gentleman’s club. Their customers are extremely rich, and tend to 
have rather disturbing tastes. Official policy is to raid any known Cart 
dealers, but you should be very careful around MC and D. Their 
security forces don’t want to make a scene, so wait for backup 
before going in and you should be relatively safe. If they give you an 
order... well, decide for yourselves; assuming you have free will at 
the time. 


The Can Collection. 

They call themselves The Serpent's Hand. They often interfere with 
the actions of other groups, generally to free or protect Can Men. 
They are happy to use artifacts, and have very little interest in 
secrecy. They understand anomalies better than most because most 
of them seem to be anomalies. Do not confront them in public, you 
won't win and the Suits will be annoyed about having to clean up 
your mess. 

If they give you an order consider following it, they can probably set 
you on fire with their mind. 


And finally, the guys we actually get on with: The Skippers. 
You'll know they’re there, you’ll see something labeled Soap and 


Care Products, Superior Consumer Produce, Sudden Career 
Possibilities or Security for Corporate Profiteers. They’re not trying 
to hide from us, just from the public. 

The Skippers are well trained, know what they’re doing, and they’re 
helpful. Their aim seems to be similar to ours: find anomalies, 
quietly, and get them under control and out of the public eye. If 
they’re there then the problem’s probably out of your league, but you 
can go introduce yourself if you like. If they ask you for help... well 
they'll make sure your family are looked after if you die, in addition to 
the standard bereavement package from us. 


If you receive a call starting with “Hey Skipper” it means there’s 
something they can’t be bothered dealing with. It’s almost certainly a 
minor artifact. Those things help us keep our funding, so make sure 
to take Skipper calls seriously. 

If a Skipper gives you an order, follow it. Because while they 
probably won't kill you, the anomaly will. 


| once took orders from a pizza delivery guy. Didn't even realise he 
was from Spicy Crust Pizzeria until it was all over. 
That is why we're a joke. 


UMBRAL_MIGRATORY_SEQUENCE. txt 


Site-18 intranet systems initialized. 


Accessing SCiPNET:/files/EE-3570/ 
UMBRAL_MIGRATORY_SEQUENCE.txt 


Opening..._ 


Document EE-3570/UMBRAL MIGRATORY SEQUENCE 


During an end-of-the-world scenario leading to the significant 
loss of Foundation assets, the Pluto Protocol exists to 
establish an alternative and reliable means of control for the 
rest of the Foundation. Typically, the protocol dictates that 
each Site would declare independent status, and depending 
on the severity of the scenario, Site-01 and Site-19 would 
take joint control over any unallocated resources and act as a 
form of administration where necessary. In extreme cases, 
the Division with the highest number of available resources is 
granted executive control over the remainder of the 
Foundation. 


On June ist, 2018, the Foundation Avian Division was given 
full authority to carry out the Foundation's Prime Directive. In 
response, the Avian Division drafted numerous projects in an 
attempt to ensure a suitable backup plan in the face of a 
Broken Veil. They determined which backup protocols would 
serve necessary in the event of total loss, and generally 
attempted to maintain normalcy. 


When nearly all non-Avian Division personnel had been lost, 


all projects were placed under indefinite hiatus, as it was 
determined the Avian Division lacked the man bird power to 
enact the bulk of them. However, after the events of 
EE-3570, efforts were renewed—they had no other choice. 
The following is a chronicle of the selection philosophy. 


PROCEDURE LAZARUS-01 


Proposal: Initiate Procedure 
Lazarus-01 at Site-2000 in an 
attempt to repopulate Earth with a 
non-anomalous group of humans 
devoid of Eol-121. The BE-Class 
"Migration" Scenario has yielded only 
minimal damage worldwide, except 
in major population centres. The low 
number of extant Type-BE 
humanoids ensures clean-up efforts 
would be relatively unhindered. As 
such, the procedure is projected to 
take a minimum of 15 years to fully 
initialize and complete. 

Suitability: LOW 

Note: Eol-121 does not affect 
humans on a biological level, but 
instead, on an esoteric level involving 
higher dimensional phenomena that 
is at this time not understood. 
Procedure determined to operate 
negatively, as all created SCP-2000 
humanoids would simply begin to 
carry the Avian meme complex upon 
repopulation. 


ENNUI PROTOCOL 


Proposal: Disseminate ENUI-5 in 
high volumes globally in an attempt 


to wipe the Avian meme complex or 
at least reduce its effects in 
anomalous humanoids. Activation of 
ENUI-5 can be delayed until an 
estimated 99% of the human 
populace is exposed to the agent. 
The full amounts of ENUI-5 required 
would take 6 months to fully produce, 
and between 2 to 4 months to fully 
disperse, after which it can be 
activated instantly. 

Suitability: LOW 

Note: Humanoids affected by 
Eol-121 display atypical neural maps 
capable of hosting the esoteric 
memetic construct. ENUI-5 can be 
dispersed in large controlled 
quantities but is not of a high enough 
quality to specifically target only the 
meme complex. Either the entire 
human populace undergoes 
immediate brain death, or ENUI-5 
does not target the meme complex 
and is useless. 


PROJECT LETHE 


Proposal: Trigger the Lethe agent 
within every human mind. Lethe will 
access and wipe all data and 
memory related to the Avian meme 
complex. Once each individual mind 
is wiped, the meme complex 
associated with each person's "self" 
will re-enter their mind via the 
Noosphere, as is expected. Memetic 
triggering via Lethe has a high 
chance of failure due to the fact that 
there have been no recorded uses of 


Lethe in Foundation history. 
However, as it is memetic, it can be 
dispersed far more effectively than 
ENUI-5. Lethe would take a minimum 
of 1 week to fully disseminate. 
Suitability: VERY LOW 

Note: This is ridiculously beyond the 
Avian Division's capability, and relies 
on too many what-ifs. -Dr Frederick 
Hoygull 


SCPS SOLIDARITY 


Proposal: Anomalous reclamation of 
Earth is projected to take between 1 
and 3 years based on an ADK-Class 
Full Anomalous Destabilization 
model. As the Avian Division is both 
poorly equipped and inexperienced 
to counter this, our efforts are better 
suited towards evacuation and later 
recolonization. Per Project Heimdall, 
move all vital assets to the SCPS 
Solidarity at the L4 Lagrangian point. 
Once all vital personnel, equipment, 
anomalous objects, AIADs, 
informational constructs, and suitable 
amounts of natural resources have 
been loaded, the Khetvuul 1 
Exoplanetary Survey will be 
analyzed, at which point a suitable 
near-Earth exoplanet will be selected 
based on majority consensus. 
Suitability: HIGH 

Note: WE WILL REBUILD 


Footnotes 
1. Such as in the event of the loss of both Site-01 and 
Site-19, or the loss of >70% of all assets and administration. 


Operation: DIVINE RUSE 


Deployment Date: August 12, 2018, 7:48 PM PST 


Deployment Location: Site-18, Mojave National Preserve, 
Southern California 


Team: Marine Fighting Team CHARYBDIS 
Team Members: 


* C-0 Geegr Kemdulnim the Deep One (Transportation 
Agent) 

¢ C-2 Jaedan Traviss (Stealth Pugilist) 

¢ C-4 Haruki Nakahara (Tech Specialist) 


Mission Description: Secure and contain the anomalous 
Selachian entity designated WHITE NETHER via pugilistic 
force and coerce it to consume the Apex-tier Pluripotent 
Entity known as Thoth. 


Mission Execution: TBD