Various anomalies, including SCP-2530, 
contain substantial evidence supporting the 
involvement of "GREEN KING". All anomalies 
produced through "GREEN KING" are 
currently being put under review, in 
preparation for removal from standard 


Foundation containment, to emphasize 
research and isolation of the anomaly in 
determining information on "GREEN KING". 
Neutralization has been authorized should an 
anomaly prove uninformative, or is determined 
to further prevent the neutralization of 
"GREEN KING". 


Footnotes 
1. Contains crystallized Zinc Sulfide with traces of lron 


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SCP-2531: The Pumpkin Man 


Item #: SCP-2531 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2531 is presently not 
under containment. Field agents encountering SCP-2531 are to 
exercise caution to ensure the vine/stem/umbilical connection is not 
severed or damaged. Once secure, efforts are to be made to bring 
SCP-2531 to term allowing indefinite containment. 


Description: SCP-2531 is a 70 kg (150 lbs) humanoid figure of 
indeterminable sex and pallid complexion, usually found in a state of 
advanced decay. In each occurrence, SCP-2531 has been 
discovered sealed within Cucurbita maxima (commonly known as 
giant squash or giant pumpkin). SCP-2531’s height has been found 
to vary depending on the volume of the pumpkin’s interior. DNA 
samples taken from SCP-2531 have confirmed that the humanoid 
figure, although usually severely decomposed, deformed, and 
contorted, shares 91.4% DNA match to that of Homo sapiens 
sapiens and 7.2% match to that of Homo neanderthalensis. 
SCP-2531 is found connected to the interior wall of a giant pumpkin 
via an umbilical cord composed of both plant and animal matter. The 
cord runs from the inside of the pumpkin’s stem to the base of 
SCP-2531’s skull. SCP-2531 does not exhibit an abdominal navel. 
After the vine/stem/umbilical is severed or severely damaged, 
SCP-2531 begins to decompose at an exponential rate until only 
organic dust remains. After an unknown amount of time, SCP-2531 
is rediscovered within a new pumpkin. Despite efforts by the 
Foundation and non-Foundation to preserve SCP-2531, to date no 
attempts at containment have proven effective. 


The decomposition and recurrence of SCP-2531 is currently under 
investigation. Each pumpkin wherein SCP-2531 was discovered 
weighed between 340 kg (750 lbs) and 370 kg (816 Ibs). Any 
evidence of an SCP-2531 recurrence should be investigated 


immediately. Local operatives have clearance to utilize Foundation 
infrared/ultrasound/and satellite surveillance equipment for the 
apprehension of SCP-2531. 


+ 1984 Newspaper Article 


PUMPKIN MAN WINS BLUE 
RIBBON 


Body Found Inside Massive Pumpkin Has 
Authorities Baffled 


by 
ADN Staff Writer 


On Friday, September 
7, fairgoers grew 
concerned about a 
noxious smell around 
the produce tent at the 
Alaska State 
Fairgrounds. By 
Sunday, the smell was 
so pungent that fair 
security were called in 
to investigate. “It 
smelled like rotting 
meat. At first | thought it 
had to be a joke; a 
prank or something,” 
says . “I’m still 
having a tough time 
wrapping my _ head 
around this one.” It turns 
out the strange smell 
was originating from this 
years winner of the 
giant pumpkin contest. 


SCP-285: How though? He told me they kidnap and 
murder innocent people who've done nothing but exist. 
Told me how they made being alive hell for him and his 
friends and family. I've never had a family, but that must 
hurt, right? 


Dr. Henderson: Whatever your creator told you, it was 
inaccurate to reality. 


SCP-285: If you say so, doctor. | trust you more than 
him, anyways. 


Dr. Henderson: Why do you think your creator left you 
behind? 


SCP-285: He was done with me. 
Dr. Henderson: How was he done with you? 


SCP-285: He had done what he had wanted to do, 
whatever it was. | guess | was just one more loose end. 


Dr. Henderson: If you truly were a ‘loose end’, as you 
described, why did he not kill you himself? 


SCP-285: | think he was, and after uploading all the files 
into my ‘database’, he was gonna do that. But he got 
interrupted. And he panicked, and he just hoped that the 
cop would just finish me off. Glad he didn't do that, you 
know? | like living. Better than whatever | was before. 


Dr. Henderson: Why do you think he wanted to get rid 
of all the files in your database? 


SCP-285: Something was there, something about some 
other people. He did something to them. Stole something 
real important to them. | think he was a part of them at 
One point, but left. Maybe | was a part of them too, | don't 
know, but | know that whatever group it was, he didn't 
want them coming after him. Or finding me. 


After a brief dispute with 

, the farmer who 
registered the pumpkin, 
fair security proceeded 
to cut a small aperture 
into the squash. “I think 
its safe to say that 
nobody was ready to 
find what we _ found.” 
( ). Staring back at 
security personnel and 
fairgoers was a human 
face. The pumpkin and 
body were immediately 
taken to the Alaska 


State Medical 
Examiner's Office for 
further investigation 
while was taken 


into custody by Palmer 
Police for questioning. 


“| was just as shocked 
as everyone else,” says 

, ‘but | knew right 
away that it was the 
Pumpkin Man.” It turns 
out “Pumpkin Man” is 
somewhat of a rural 
legend in the Mat-Su 
Valley. “You hear about 
him wailing in the field, 
but you just kind of think 
it's like a kid’s story or 
something. always 
swore up and down that 
he had Pumpkin Man 
once. All | know is that 
you're supposed _ to 
leave those ones alone.” 


An autopsy report 
released yesterday 
brought more perplexing 
information to the public. 
“| don’t know which is 
stranger,” says Dr. 

of the ASMEO, “the fact 
that the pumpkin 
showed absolutely no 
signs of tampering, or 
that the pumpkin 
showed absolutely no 
signs of tampering.” 
Authorities determined 
that the body had been 
dead for well over a 
week, and no foul play 
is suspected. 


“| don’t know how much 
longer I’m going to stick 
around in the pumpkin 
business,” stated 
after a nervous laugh. 
Who’s to say we can 
blame him? 


+ Subsequent Interview 


Interviewed: 
Interviewer: Dr. 


Foreword: The following interview was 
conducted at the University of Alaska, 
Anchorage’s Building, Room ,on / 

/1984 (one week after the publication of the 
“Pumpkin Man Wins Blue Ribbon” article in the 
Anchorage Daily News). 


<Begin Log / /1984 16:32:40 AKDT> 


Dr. : Hello, Mr. —. Thank you for coming 
in. 


: No problem, and please callme_ . | 
imagine this is all about the Pumpkin Man. 


Dr. : As a matter of fact it is. Please let 
me cut right to the chase. 


: By all means. 


Dr. : In the Anchorage Daily News article, 
you mentioned that you had some familiarity 
with the local legend of the Pumpkin Man. Can 
you please elaborate? 


: So it’s campfire stories you're after? Sure. 
Sure. I'll tell you what I’ve heard. 


Dr. : Thank you. 


: | don’t know when the stories started, but | 
remember people talking about the Pumpkin 
Man when | was a little boy. Used to scare us 
a bit. Sometimes, we’d even joke around about 
it, you know. ‘Hey, mom, this pie tastes a little 
funny. You cook up the Pumpkin Man?’ We'd 
laugh, but, you know, inside we were always a 
little scared, like if you said his name too many 
times, he’d come around or something. It’s like 
them damn angels. Everybody always talks 
about how sweet and helpful and how when 
their farm dog dies, he’s coming back as a 
guardian angel, or some such. It’s all horse 
shit. Read the damn Bible. If you ever saw an 
angel in real life, you’d more likely shit your 
pants than dance. Scary as hell. Pumpkin Man 
was like that. 


Dr. : Yes, but can you recall any specifics 
regarding the Pumpkin Man? 


: Sorry. I’m getting on. Didn’t used to 
meander so much. 


Dr. : That’s fine. This is all very 
interesting. 


: Yeah, so, Pumpkin Man comes around 
every few years. Some people think him 
showing up is a blessing. You know, next year 
will be a record harvest or something like that. 
But some folks think it’s a pall, you know. You 
screwed up, and now Pumpkin Man is coming 
to let you know to turn around quick. 


Dr. : So how’s business? 
[Both Laughing] 


: Damn fine. You sciencey folks are great 
for the pocket book. But I’m not so sure | want 
all this attention. Good note to go out on, | 
guess. 


Dr. : So your reluctance to continue 
farming was sincere? 


: It’s like if you’ve gone fishing all your life, 
but one day you drag up a fish with a kid’s 
finger sticking out the mouth. Every fish you 
pull up after that is sort of ruined. It’s like that 
now. Might fade, but | doubt it. Before, 
Pumpkin Man was sort of abstract. | imagined 
him like a cartoon character when | was a kid. 
Big jack-o-lantern for a head. Seeing what was 
inside that pumpkin. Well. Some things you 
can’t ever unsee. Know what | mean? 


Dr. : More than you know. 


: You know, I'd say ‘I doubt that, young 
lady.’ But... | believe you. So, yeah. You just 
sort of quietly hope to God that no Pumpkin 
Man shows up. I’ve heard of folks cutting open 
pumpkins and finding a bunch of slime 
inside... like rotten yogurt or custard or 
something. 


Dr. : Adipocere. 
: Excuse me? 
Dr. : Adipocere. Fat-wax. It’s a cheesy, 


grayish-white mass produced when the body's 
proteins convert to fat. 


: Wow. Well isn’t that pleasant. Yeah. Weird 
stuff. It’s not the usual rot you see ina 
pumpkin. They always say ‘that’s him!’ But | 
was never sure. Like | said in the article, 
promised on his mother’s grave that he 
opened one up and saw Pumpkin Man. He 
was so damn scared that he loaded it on his 
pickup and threw it in the river. He was never 
the brightest. 


Dr. : We've asked Mr. for an 
interview, but he has yet to get back to us. 
Again, thank you for your cooperation. 


: No problem. Yeah. | made a big mistake 
saying his name to the papers. He'll probably 
never have us over for dinner again. Funny 
how what | did validated his claims, but now 
everybody thinks he’s crazier than ever. | 
really regret dragging him into it. Shooting off 
my big mouth. 


Dr. : Are there any stories of the Pumpkin 
Man outside the pumpkin, or is he always 
locked away? 


: Oh sure. Those are the worst ones. They 
say when he’s about to come out, he wails 
something fierce. Screaming like a banshee. 
Anybody with a lick of sense gets the hell out 
of the field. Of course in the stories, it always 
happens at night, and more often than not, 
there’s a big old lightning storm, even though 
lightning is about as common as Russians 
around here. Those stories are the worst, 
because he’s always stalking around in the 
mist, watching. | think that’s almost worse than 
coming up and eating bad little boys and girls. 
| mean, what the hell is he doing? What does 
he want? Where did he come from? If he ate 
us Up, we Could at least figure he was a devil 
or something. If he helped us out, maybe he’d 
be like Frankenstein's monster or something. 
You know, kind of benevolent but confused. 
But he just lingers and watches. Why? 


Dr. : Do you know anyone who has seen 
him? Outside of the pumpkin, | mean. Out in 
the fields? 


: Most of the stories have him out in the 
woods, staying on the fringe, you know. Out in 
the mist. | don’t know of anybody by name. 
Friend of a friend type thing. But | can ask 
around at the local watering hole. I’d better use 
this fame while I’ve got it. Think | could write a 
book? 


[Both Laughing] 


Dr. : In the article, you mentioned that... 
just a second. ‘All | know is that you’re 
supposed to leave those ones alone.’ What did 
you mean by that? 


: You know, I’ve asked myself that same 
question. For the life of me, | can’t remember if 


| heard that from somebody, or if it’s just a 
feeling. You know, we have some of the 
puzzle pieces, and sometimes | think | can see 
the bigger picture. Pretty presumptuous, | 
know. | think he doesn’t want to be seen. I’m 
not sure if he’ll be ashamed or angry. Either 
way, I’d rather let him slink around in the 
woods unseen than have him upset or 
ashamed. Ignorance is bliss, and in this case, 
I’m just fine sticking my head in the sand. 


Dr. : Thank youso much Mr. ... . Is 
there anything else you can tell us? 


: Nothing that someone else couldn’t tell you 
better, I’m afraid. 


Dr. : Well, again, thank you. Your 
information is invaluable. If you can think of 
anything else, please don’t hesitate to call. 


: Thanks. It’s not everyday | get the number 
of a beautiful young woman. What will the 
missus think? 


[Both Laughing] 
<End Log / /1984 16:36:55> 


Closing Statement: should be passively 
monitored. has given Foundation personnel 
full permission to inspect his farmlands and 
surrounding acreage. Continue attempts to 
interview 


+ Subsequent Interview 


Interviewed: 
Interviewer: Dr. 


Foreword: The following interview was 
conducted at the residence, on / /1984 


(eight days after the publication of the 
“Pumpkin Man Wins Blue Ribbon” article in the 
Anchorage Daily News). 


<Begin Log / /1984 07:14:55 AKDT> 


: Get the hell off my land. This is 
trespassing! | want to see my lawyer! 


Dr. : Please, Mr. , let’s not make this 
more difficult than it needs to be. 


: Well, well, if that line ain’t straight out of 
the soaps. I’m not telling you shit! 


[DATA EXPUNGED] 


: Please, please! I'll tell you anything, just 
please! 


Dr. : Please tell us about the fall you 
discovered the Pumpkin Man. 


: Okay. Okay. | was just scared, okay? 
He’s not really human, right? Like an animal. 
You can’t write me up for that, right? 


Dr. : We have no interest in bringing 
criminal charges against you if you cooperate, 
Mr. , and | would appreciate if you would 


give us the same courtesy. 


: Alright. Okay. It was right around 
September or maybe. |! was going to go 
visit the kids down in ,and was going to 
look after the place while | was gone. | was 
going to be out during harvest season, but 
there wasn’t much to harvest back in 19 , sol 
wasn’t losing any sleep over it. I’m mostly a 
cow and chicken guy anyhow. Never had the 
green thumb like, but, you know, I’d put in 
some carrots, pumpkins, and potatoes every 


year. 


Dr. : | don’t mean to interrupt, but who is 
? 
: My late wife. 
Dr. : |see. Please continue. 


: So | see one of those pumpkins is 
getting real big. It’s not too weird. Sometimes 
the seed packets get a wonky seed in there. | 
get a little excited, and _ starts talking about 
how he might enter it into the fair. | mean, he 
didn’t tell me, but down atthe = said he 
was chomping at the bit. always hada 
greedy eye. | started taking good care of it, 
thinking he might share some of that fair 
money. Or maybe | ought to just let him have it 
for taking care of the place. But about two 
weeks before I’m packed and on the plane, he 
fucking stiffs me with the bill at ’s. I'm 
pissed and drunk when | get home, so | drive 
out into the field with my old Ford and an axe. | 
whack into the pumpkin, and it starts 
screaming - 


Dr. : Are you telling me the Pumpkin Man 
was alive? 


: Oh yeah. That’s putting it lightly. He was 
freaking out; thrashing around in there, 
hollering. He was thumping and kicking 
against those hollow pumpkin walls. | was 
afraid he’d get out, so | just kept swinging. 
Eventually he stopped hollering, and | knocked 
the pumpkin apart enough to load it into the 
truck. | think that’s when the fear really set in. 
When we were kids, we used to put out food 
for the Pumpkin Man, and | had killed him. 
What did that mean for me? You know, the