Agent Haskel stands and begins to run away 
from the door. As he reaches the end of the 
hall, he looks back over his shoulder and sees 
the nine figures approaching. 


Haskel: Oh fuck! Oh fuck! No no no! Hello? Is 
anyone there? Help me! God, please, help me! 
Hello? Fuck me, please, god, help! 


Agent Haskel turns again to see the nine 
figures in the hallway behind him, though they 
are no longer moving forward. Instead, they 
hang in the air, unmoving, as Agent Haskel's 
pace slows. He watches them for a moment, 
and then stops. His breathing becomes quick. 


Haskel: Wh- what? What do you want? 


Agent Haskel turns slowly to look behind him, 
and upon turning is face-to-face with a small, 
black, humanoid creature sitting upside down 
on the ceiling of the hallway. The creature has 
no discernible features, but its presence 
creates significant visual distortion in Agent 
Haskel's camera. 


Unidentified Figure: Hello. 


There is a loud, low sound like a bell tolling. 
The sound continues for twenty seconds. The 
video feed for Agent Haskel goes dead. The 
audio feed begins to experience severe 
distortion, as if the signal was being drawn out 
over a longer period of time. There is a 
snapping noise, and then the feed goes silent. 
All three signals are quiet for some time. 
Eventually, all three radios begin responding 
again. 


Ellis: -just wants to be, wouldn't you like to just 
be? (Pauses) Yeah, yeah, we all would die. 
We all would die. No more of the nine, we all 
would- (Pauses) They're back. They're ba- 


Silence for eighty-one minutes. 


Haskel: -wall is like every other wall. This hall 
is like every other hall. Down and down and 

down and down, no no no no more please, no 
more down, can't go down any more, can't go- 


Silence for eighteen minutes. 


Haskel: Ellis, god, can anyone hear me? 
(Shouting) Does anyone know who | am? | 
can't see the light anymore! | can't see- oh 
god, it's only dark, it's only dark down here. | 
just want to see the light aga- 


Silence for nine minutes. 


Haskel: (Laughing and speaking incoherently) 
-tenth is down below, the tenth is the 
madness, woke it up, there are nine but the 
tenth is down below, god please just make it- 


Silence for nine minutes. 


Porter: (Screaming) 
Silence for nine minutes. 


Haskel: | see you down there. You want me to 
come in? You want me to... you want us to all 
come down and be with you, down... (Wet, 
choking sounds. Splashing. Sharp intake of 
breath. Wet choking. Silence.) 


Silence for nine minutes. 


Ellis: Fall forever! Fall forever! Fall forever! 
Fall forever! Fall forev- (Sound of wind moving 
past the microphone quickly). 


Silence for nine minutes. 


Porter: -goes on forever. It goes down forever. 
We're in here forever. Just more of the nine, 
more of Salvation, down forever and ever. 
None of them got out. None of them got out. 
None of them got- got- got- got out out out out- 
(Static) 


Unidentified Voice: (Through Porter's radio) 
Hello. 


Porter: (Weeping) 
Porter: (Sfatic) 


No more transmissions from any of the three 
microphones received after this point. Possible 
exploration attempts into SCP-3935 using 
Class-D subjects is forthcoming. 


[END LOG] 
Addendum 3935.4: Anomalous Activity in Salvation 


+ Access Addendum 


SCP-510: Soft Death 


Item #: SCP-510 
Object Class: Keter 


Special Containment Procedures: Instances of SCP-510 are to be 
treated as a Level 1 infective substance, and are not to be handled 
by anyone not in contained-atmosphere Haz-Mat (CAHM) suits. Any 
staff interacting with SCP-510 must be monitored for one month 
after interaction. Infestation by SCP-510 will be met with immediate 
quarantine and sterilization of the surrounding area. 


Containment units must have air-tight seals on any and all possible 
access points. Staff access is to be provided by a dual airlock, with 
chemical showers at each stage. Robotic surrogates are to be used 
whenever possible for SCP-510 interaction, and all materials 
interacting with SCP-510 are to be sterilized and quarantined for one 
month after interaction. Seals are to be checked and repaired 
weekly. 


Any staff observed expressing elevated levels of fatigue, sleepiness, 
or exhaustion are to be quarantined and tested for infestation. In the 
event of multi-subject infestation, site-wide lockdown will be initiated. 


Description: SCP-510 has thus far proven difficult to fully identify. It 
is possibly a form of microorganism, or a form of “nanite”. The 
particles of SCP-510 appear to be surrounded by a field that causes 
a “blurring” effect even at high magnification. Tests have come back 
with wildly varying results, and samples have simultaneously 
exhibited properties of organic and non-organic matter, as well as 
properties of solids, liquids, and gasses. Current research views it 
as a form of mold or virus, due to its response to high heat and 
chemical sterilization. 


SCP-510 infests soft surfaces such as fabric, feathers, hair, or foam, 
with the ability to remain dormant in such substances for years. If 


The following are incidents of anomalous activity in 
Salvation, Indiana reported by staff during the 
Foundation’s occupancy of the town. 


¢ Reports of a figure, dressed as a UIU agent, who 
tries to direct individuals towards the high school. 
This figure disappears if observed for too long. 
¢ Agent Wills reported seeing a small black figure 
sitting underneath his vehicle upon approaching. 
After looking beneath the vehicle, the figure was 
not there. Afterwards, Agent Wills reports always 
seeing the black figure in his peripheral vision. 
¢ Many reports of sounds coming from a grove of 
trees near the high school. Examination of the 
grove returned only a dilapidated one-bedroom 
house and nine [DATA EXPUNGED] in the 
backyard. The appearance of nine hanging female 
figures drives off the exploration team. Further 
examination of the grove was unable to locate the 
house. 
After dark, many agents report seeing the nine 
female humanoid entities® jerkily moving towards 
them in the dark only to slide into the earth or fade 
away before reaching them. Several reports of 
similar figures up in trees. 
Reports of several bodies (no more than nine ata 
time) that float up from the bottom of a small pond 
outside of the town and rest at the surface of the 
water before sinking and disappearing. Likely 
connected in some way to the nine [DATA 
EXPUNGED] that appeared behind the house in 
the grove. 


Addendum 3935.5: Interview with Person of Interest 
+ Access Addendum 


Note: The following interview was conducted by Agent 
Ryan Aimes in 2002. The subject, Mrs. Valerie Fletcher, 
was a teacher at Salvation High School during the period 
of anomalous activity in 1976. 


[BEGIN LOG] 


Agent Aimes: Can you tell me about your 
time at Salvation? 


Mrs. Fletcher: Oh, well... you know, | already 
told you about the memory loss. Just can't 
seem to string anything together anymore®... | 
was a teacher though, see. | taught, uh... 
English... | believe, and yes, | was at Salvation 
for some time. 


Agent Aimes: What can you tell me about the 
town? Anything you remember that stands 
out? 


Mrs. Fletcher: Well... it was quiet, you know. 
One road in and one road out. We didn't get 
many outsiders, so we were a pretty tight knit 
community. | don't even think we had police, 
you know, because who would need them? 
We didn't have crime, not really. (Pauses) 
There were always some people who would 
tell stories, you know. They... 


Agent Aimes: Yes? 
Mrs. Fletcher: What? Hello? Hello? 


Agent Aimes: You were just talking about 
people telling stories, Mrs. Fletcher. 


Mrs. Fletcher: Oh. The young people would 
go out into the woods and get themselves all 
riled up about whatever spook or specter they 
thought they were seeing out there. (Pauses) 
There were some things that were strange. 
Well, | don't know if they were actually strange, 
or if it's just my memory giving me trouble 
again. Like... sometimes, you'd be driving 
down the street and you'd see somebody 


standing on the side of the road, waving, just 
like this. And you'd look back and nobody 
would be there. | think it was just the kids 
playing pranks on people. 


Agent Aimes: What about at the high school? 
Anything strange ever happen there? 


Mrs. Fletcher: High school? 


Agent Aimes: Where you were a teacher. 
Salvation High School? 


Mrs. Fletcher: |... yes, | was a teacher. | 
taught English, | think. 


Agent Aimes: Do you remember anything 
strange happening at the school? 


Mrs. Fletcher: No... no, | mean, nothing out of 
the ordinary. We did have a child disappear 
once, | think. The last she was seen was by 
the pool... and then nobody ever saw them 
again. | just think- well, | think they ended up 
saying they just ran away. Some of them were 
problem children, you know, trouble. And 
there's just nothing you can do. Maybe it was 
better for them, | don't know. There were a lot 
of people in Salvation who had some strong 
opinions, and some of them didn't sit very well 
with the young people. 


Agent Aimes: What do you mean? 


Mrs. Fletcher: Oh, you know. The church was 
very important in town, we had a few and 
almost everyone went. But we had, if | 
remember this right, there was one girl who 
got pregnant, | think... I'm sorry, what were we 
talking about? | can't... | can't seem to... 
hello? 


Agent Aimes: A girl who got pregnant. 


Mrs. Fletcher: Yes, out of wedlock; it was 
quite a scandal. | don't remember what 
happened to her, but | know a lot of people 
were very upset about it. (Pauses) You know, | 
don't remember that girl's name... no, no... but 
| do remember her coming to me one time and 
asking about something strange she had 
heard. She was pregnant, out of wedlock. It 
was quite a scandal, and didn't want- well, 
didn't want the boys to see, but... she said she 
was sitting on the bleachers, and kept hearing 
a- a knocking. Like somebody hitting... hitting 
something... she didn't want the... the boys... 
didn't want them to- 


Agent Aimes: Mrs. Fletcher? 


Mrs. Fletcher: I'm sorry, I'm just so all over 
anymore. She, uh, she said she would see 
things sometimes too, but | don't know 
anything about that. She also... well, | don't 
know if | dreamed this or not, but | remember 
her saying hello to me, too many times. All at 
once, too, not like a greeting. Like it was the 
only word she knew for... for a moment, like 
she... like it was all she... hello? 


Agent Aimes: Is there anything else about 
Salvation you remember? 


Mrs. Fletcher: |... (oauses) It all blurs 
together, after all this time. | seem to 
remember there was one time... one time 
when the, ah, well, somebody found a girl... 
maybe the, the same... well, | don't know, but 
they were strung up in the woods, like a 
hanging. | think they called it a suicide, one of 
the girls who did cheer, you know, but uh, it 
was somebody who... well, | don't know why 


they'd do anything like that. They had a note, 
uh, they had written... with uh... I'm sorry, 
anyway, a note in their hand. Actually asked 
me to look at it, see if it was the same 
handwriting and everything. 


Agent Aimes: What did it say? 


Mrs. Fletcher: Oh, well... if | remember right, 
it was on one side, they just had a, just like a 
drawing. Like a building, but strange 
somehow... | don't remember why. On the 
other it was just a word written over and over 
again... | don't remember what it was, | think it 
was wet, or... or something, you couldn't make 
it out. Very queer, now that | think... think of 
it... what a strange thing to write just before 
you die. Don't you think? 


Agent Aimes: Do you remember anything 
from the week you were evacuated? 


Mrs. Fletcher: No, no, well... | mean, the 
vapors were very strong that week, from the 
factory. They said that we might experience 
hallucinations, and | definitely did... see, | saw, 
| mean, saw some things. | saw... well, there 
was one day | imagined a child floating 
backwards into a wall and then... well, then 
they, uh... suffocated. Heard him screaming 
and pounding against the wall, we all did. It 
was a... a strange hallucination. He stopped... 
I'm sorry, what am | doing here again? 


Agent Aimes: We're just talking, Mrs. 
Fletcher. I'm here with the insurance company. 
You were talking about the hallucination, 
remember? About the boy in the wall? 


Mrs. Fletcher: Oh, yes. I'm sorry, | just don't 
remember quite so well anymore. The 


hallucination, though... | saw that boy go in, 
and then we didn't hear anything else. Now 
that | think about it, that's very peculiar. The 
hallucination was very clear, he just... he cried 
for along time, and seemed so afraid, but... 
well... | don't, um... | don't seem to remember 
it bothering me. |... | think it must have just 
been a- a prank. 


Agent Aimes: One last question, Mrs. 
Fletcher. After the earthquake, they found a 
room underneath the basement near the pool. 
Do you know anything about that? 


Mrs. Fletcher: (Shifts uncomfortably) No, | 
don't- nobody ever went into that room but the 
janitors, | think. Just storage. Though... 
(pauses) you know, | think that girl asked 
about that room once. Said she... well... she 
heard some things coming from it. She was 
very interested in it, | think, before she... uh... 
well, either way. But | don't know, | might not 
be remembering that right. | do- well, some of 
the hallucinations, you know, they told us not 
to think about them anymore, so | do try not to, 
but... | know some other people who have, 
and they... they aren't doing very well 
anymore. 


Agent Aimes: Thank you again for your time, 
Mrs. Fletcher. (Stands to leave) Actually, 
before | go, do you think you know anything 
about this? (Shows the subject an image taken 
of the nine unidentified female figures.) 


At this point, the subject becomes noticeably 
pale and short of breath. 


Mrs. Fletcher: Well... yes, | do. Those are 
the, uh- that's the cheerleaders. (Pauses) 
There were, uh, well, let me think... there were 


ten of them, though, | think. Unless something 
happened to one of them, there were definitely 
ten. 


Footnotes 

1. No more than fourteen hundred people. 

2. An early model UIU amnestic, similar to the discontinued 
Foundation Class Silver amnestics (now replaced with the Y-909 
Class B amnestic). Notable for its toxicity and tendency to cause 
severe damage to human memory centers. 

3. Alongside the two announcing students. 

4. This student is not accounted for in the attached Salvation 
population dossier. 

5. With extremely distended features, or no features at all. 

6. Likely due to the experimental amnestic "Chemical 110" utilized 
by the UIU in the 1970s. 


SCP-3936: Working as Intended 


Item #: SCP-3936 
Object Class: Thaumiel 


Special Containment Procedures: Personnel stationed at 
SCP-3936 are to broadcast a signal confirming their continued 
presence there on the first day of each month. Copies of all records 
marked as being at significant risk of retroactive alteration are to be 
stored at SCP-3936. Any repairs required by the systems of 
SCP-3936 are to be performed by an on-site team of engineers. 


All public activity outside of SCP-3936 is to be logged by personnel 
stationed there. 


Description: SCP-3936 is Exclusionary Site-01, a Foundation 
installation constructed using a macro-version of the technology 
utilized by the Scranton Box, commonly used to store sensitive 
documents and protect them from retroactive alterations. Via the use 
of this technology, SCP-3936 is a Site effectively immune to the 
effects of potential CK-Class restructuring events.