0:12:32 - Reagan: I've been to the steel mills 
of Alaska, and the cornfields of Nebraska. I've 
seen the derelict offices of Google burn with 
the window boarded up and the squatters 
inside them. I've seen the houses where they 
cut up the little babies. From coast to shining 
coast | have walked empty down drooling path 
<indecipherable> The decaying flesh of false 
morality poisoning our children. | have stood 
atop the mountain of this greedy earth, looking 
upon our beautiful pious pit, filled to bursting 
with the vast hands of helplessness. And did 
you know what | saw? 


0:13:57 - Hell. 
0:14:20 - [The audience erupts into laughter] 


0:14:32 - [Muffled voice can be heard behind 
camera] 


0:14:45 - Reagan: Now there you go again! 
0:14:52 - [Laughter proceeds to die down] 


0:15:00 - Reagan: But truly now, we live ina 
fortunate time. This is a fortunate time. Time is 
on our side. <laughter> A stitch in nine saves 


time. 


0:15:40 - There are your truths and there are 
my truths. There are known knowns, known 
unknowns and unknown <indecipherable>. 
Some of them are in the audience right now! 


0:16:02 - [At this stage, wounds inflicted upon 
Reagan's neck appear to be so severe that it 
can no longer support the head. Speech 
degenerates into gurgles as Reagan violently 
jerks forward, spine being severed cleanly and 
the head only being loosely connected to the 
body by strands of muscle tissue. Body 
remains animate for the next 3 minutes, and 
continues to gesture as spinal column appears 
to be withdrawn from neck cavity, before finally 
collapsing. Tape degrades into static at 22:34] 


END TRANSCRIPT 
- Video transcript of Recording made on / /02 


REDACTED. 05 LEVEL CLEARANCE 
REQUIRED. 


- Video transcript of Recording made on //05 


0:00:00 - [Long shot of podium as well as 
empty chairs normally occupied by Reagan 
and entourage. Curiously, this is the only 
recording that lacks both the intertitles and the 
presence of Ronald Reagan.] 


0:00:30 - [Camera zooms in on podium.] 


0:02:55 - [Entity known as SCP-1981-1 enters 
shot from left and stands at podium. Remains 
motionless for remainder of film.] 


0:22:34 - [Tape flashes to single frame 
intertitle with words "| SEE YOU" colored in 


red. Holds for seven seconds then immediately 
cuts to static. No further signal for remainder of 
tape.] 


END TRANSCRIPT 


Note: This is the last known sighting of SCP-1981-1. 
SCP-1981-1 has been absent in all subsequent 
playbacks. If observed, staff are advised not to attempt 
to communicate with SCP-1981-1 and to alert any Level 
4 Supervisors on duty. 


« SCP-1980 | SCP-1981 | SCP-1982 » 


SCP-1982: First Southern Fifthist 


Item #: SCP-1982 
Object Class: Safe 


Special Containment Procedures: The area 2 km around 
SCP-1982 is to be monitored with video surveillance, and no less 
than two guards. On 08/23 the area is to be scouted for individuals 
heading toward SCP-1982's location. Instances of SCP-1982-1 are 
stopped and turned away from SCP-1982 according to 
disinformation protocol "First Fumigated". 


Description: SCP-1982 is a church in Blairsville, Georgia covered 
by a fumigation tent. Public records show that the building has been 
condemned for 19 years, and was previously the location of the 
"The First Southern Fifth Church of Georgia". Inspection of the 
interior reveals the area to be empty, save for 10 rows of pews, a 
large wood-burning furnace, and an altar. SCP-1982 exhibits no 
anomalous properties for the majority of the year. SCP-1982's 
notable effects at most times only present themselves with the 
appearance of SCP-1982-1, if SCP-1982-1 appears on 08/23. If 
SCP-1982-1 appears on a date other than 08/23 no effect can be 
observed. 


Noise and vocalizations can be heard from the inside of SCP-1982 
at random intervals throughout the year, though the sound is 
extremely muffled and only audible when in close proximity. It is the 
consensus of those presiding over SCP-1982's containment that the 
dominant sound is a male voice with a heavy lisp, shouting. Multiple 
other human voices can be heard, usually repeating parts of 
phrases spoken by the main speaker. All noise emitted from 
SCP-1982 ceases two seconds before a human individual, animal, 
recording device, or artificial entity enters, or views the interior. 
Attempts to record this noise have failed in all instances. 


When a specific humanoid! entity enters the vicinity of SCP-1982 on 


08/23, an entity identified as "Celebration 'Big Cheese’ Horace" will 
exit SCP-1982 to greet the individual (SCP-1982-1) and invite them 
into SCP-1982. SCP-1982-1 have been limited to residents of 
Georgia and outlying states noted to have significant wealth and 
fame. Instances of SCP-1982-1 do not return from SCP-1982 once 
they have entered. On average, one unique entity approaches 
SCP-1982 every two years. 


SCP-1982-1 does not appear to have any compulsion to travel to or 
enter the vicinity of SCP-1982, and will only enter after being invited 
in. Appearance of SCP-1982-1 near SCP-1982 is always 
coincidental. Allowance of SCP-1982-1 to enter SCP-1982 is subject 
to current testing protocol and Site Director approval. 


Interview Log: Observation of 08/23/75. Individual heading toward 
SCP-1982 is intercepted and held with Foundation agents until 
interview is complete. 


A man's head sticks out of SCP-1982. It looks at 
Researcher Ortega and frowns. 


Singing vocalizations from multiple entities appear to be 
coming from a pipe in the entities mouth (referred to in 
this log as SCP-1982-A). The entity itself does not 
speak, and makes abnormal facial expressions 
throughout the course of the interview. 


SCP-1982-A: You ain't 
Researcher Ortega: Who is speaking now? 
SCP-1982-A: The congregation speaks. 


Researcher Ortega: Who is this man | am looking at 
right now? 


SCP-1982-A: That's the cheese himself. Big man, big 
man. Reverend Archon Celebration Big Cheese Horace. 
Huff puff fire, fire, fire-?cracker Horace! 


Researcher Ortega: May we enter the area? 


SCP-1982-A: What's the answer belly dancer? [wailing] 


The entity squints its eyes, tilts its head left and right, 
looking at present researchers, then slowly closes its 
eyes and shakes its head. 


SCP-1982-A: Only round souls. Squares don't fit in this 
hole. 


The entity raises its eyebrows, smiles with its mouth 
open, and slowly draws its head back into the tent. 


Researcher Ortega attempted to enter SCP-1982 with 
SCP-1982-1 shortly after the interview and found the 
area to be empty. After exiting, SCP-1982-A reappeared 
and verbally berated Researcher Ortega, stating that 
"they could do this all day". After five hours SCP-1982-1 
was allowed in SCP-1982 alone. 


Excerpts from Georgia 1598 AM: This radio signal is broadcast for 
two minutes each year on 08/23 in a radius of 2km. 


1966 


We got talent comin’ brothers and sisters. Fresh talent. 
Two Shoes Biggum's - the one from the radio! 
Sweet tones, and a sweeter smell I'd like to think! Sandy, 
won't you go on and roll that footage of the dancin’ frog 
now? 


1977 


We have turned away the mound of filthy meat all strewn 
together like a Thanksgiving waste bin. Doctor Velvet 

Summer Tones - the spirit itse/fis in... The. 
BUILDING. Brothers. | am gonna have to ask you to 
grace us immediately with your vibrations. 


Voice 2: Baby, if we can stay together... 


[Cheering] 


1987 


1988 


1998 


2001 


2002 


Now you must enter the wizardrom of the divine like, now 
hear me brothers, like mornin’ grass after a cut in the 
summer. You gotta waft in there, can't be like no two 
footin' Northern Fifther, bargin’ in like he found a dollar. 
No. Gotta slink in real smooth like a smell, and - 
understand now brothers - you gotta destroy the body. 
Break it down. That's what them northers don't 
understand. 


Not all y'all are just about ready to inbreathe. | mean, not 
all you even can. What? Jeff? Hah! You think you got as 
much pungenacity as ? Come on now. Sit down, 
go head sit down son. No one wants you stinkin’ up their 
kitchen. 


Hold on now we got a visitor outside! Who COULD it be? 
[sounds of murmuring, followed by the dominant voice 
shouting and cursing] This is the talent of '98 friends! 
Fuckin’ cluckatoo twoshoes the no money-havin' fuckin’ 
dancin’ parrot! Someone get me some Peter Hayden or | 
am going to blow you all to hell like a divine flatulent. The 
hell we gonna get out of a fuckin’ parrot? A righteous 
thank you to our friends in the meat hole outside, | 
declare. 


Where the hell is everyone, huh? Roll that frog footage, 
Sandy! 


You enter this disgusting substitute for the star we were 
brought down here for. Glowing Hands, the lord there 
Himself ain't smilin' about it but hell, we don't got much to 


work with. But then again we don't got stankin' smoke 
like them northern Fivers now do we? You enter now, 
brother Chatters the Four-Footed Squirrel Himself. 
Smoke is freedom brother. Cleanse that spirit, and we 
shall have a short break after that incineration. Y'all can 
take a quick piss now or what have you. | need a drink. 


2008 


Gifts are available if y'all want something to bring home. 
Hell, this old bag of Peter Hayden Himself tobacco is 
waiting for your pipe... or doobie, for you hip types. Go 
on and buy it now, we can't keep this show goin' on... 
what's that Jimmy? Fumes! Hah! I'm tellin' ya! Fumes he 
says. Can't keep it going on fumes! People, next year 
and every year till 3, we will show you that World 390 
Broadcast Star is not a dying star, not a fadin' signal. No 
way. We have not reached our goal donation, but we 
have reached each other's hearts. Ladies and 
gentlefriends. I'm getting sentimental and | think | need to 
light up some of this Richard Smith before | cry. [sniffling] 


Related Groups of Interest: Fifthism 


Footnotes 
1. With the exception of one parrot (08/23/1998), and one squirrel 
(08/23/2002). 


« SCP-1981 | SCP-1982 | SCP-1983 » 


SCP-1983: Doorway to Nowhere 


Item #: SCP-1983 
Object Class: Keter (Presumed Neutralized) 


Special Containment Procedures: Outpost 54 has been built on 
the land surrounding SCP-1983 and disguised as a chemical plant. 
The "plant" building serves as barracks for MTF Chi-13 ("Choir 
Boys"). All entry points into Outpost 54 are to be guarded at all 
times. Personnel will review Document 1983-12, which details the 
cover story to be given to any civilians expressing curiosity. 


All MTF personnel must profess strong religious beliefs, per Chi-13 
protocols. All ammunition stocked must have a silver or silver-tipped 
projectile. A 24-hour watch is to be maintained on the front door of 
SCP-1983-1. Guards are to engage any instances of SCP-1983-2 
on sight. No personnel is to approach within five meters of 
SCP-1983-1 outside of scheduled testing protocol. 


UPDATE: Following the Event 1983-23, a stand-down of Outpost 54 
has been authorized. A skeleton crew will remain to monitor 
SCP-1983 for any further activity. Arms intended for use against 
instances of SCP-1983-2 are to be maintained at Outpost 54 
armory. 


Description: SCP-1983-1 is a one-story farmhouse in County, 
Wyoming. It was abandoned in 1968 after a series of ritual murders, 
allegedly performed by a "Satanic" cult. Please see capture logs for 
SCP- _ for further details. 


The front door of SCP-1983-1, when opened, appears to contain a 
spatial anomaly. Neither matter nor light has been observed to exit 
the doorway, save for instances of SCP-1983-2 (though the anomaly 
is exothermic). 


SCP-1983-1 is accessible through other entrances, including 


windows, the back door, and entrances cut into the back of 
SCP-1983-1. However, the front room does not appear to exist 
inside of SCP-1983-1. Doors that should lead to the front room 
instead lead to other doors inside the building. Measurements of the 
inside and outside of SCP-1983-1 are inconsistent. Holes cut 
through the interior walls of SCP-1983-1 that should lead to the front 
room lead instead to the outside walls around the front of 
SCP-1983-1, but stop three meters on either side of the doorway. 
Attempts to drill into the front room of SCP-1983-1 from the outside 
have led to the exposure of smaller portions of the anomaly, though 
instances of SCP-1983-2 have not been observed to exit them. 
Further attempts to breach the wall have been forbidden by O5-03, 
due to the possibility of allowing increased potential for instances of 
SCP-1983-2 to appear. 


SCP-1983-2 are bipedal creatures approximately 1.8 meters tall. 
They are vaguely humanoid, and entirely black in color. They are 
highly aggressive and will engage any human on sight. When an 
instance of SCP-1983-2 comes into contact with a human, they 
extend an upper limb into the human's chest cavity, without any 
apparent damage to skin or tissues. Through unknown means, they 
then extract the heart, killing the human. Once it has acquired a 
human heart, the instance of SCP-1983-2 will return to SCP-1983-1. 


Silver munitions fired while offering prayer is the only known method 
of killing SCP-1983-2. The precise form of the prayer or religion of 
the supplicant does not appear to matter, so long as the prayer is 
sincere. Once killed, the bodies of SCP-1983-2 appear to 
"evaporate," leaving a small layer of sulfur. 


SCP-1983 was discovered after a series of mysterious deaths in the 
vicinity of County. Foundation investigators encountered 
instances of SCP-1983-2 and were able to trace them back to 
SCP-1983-1. 


Addendum 1: A team from MTF Chi-13 was sent through the front 
doorway to attempt to investigate the anomaly. They did not return. 
However, shortly after they entered, the front door appeared, closing 
in the frame. No further manifestations of SCP-1983-2 appeared. 


Addendum 2: A second assault team entered SCP-1983-1 to 


determine the fate of the first assault team. They did not return. The 
door did not close. Shortly after new manifestations of SCP-1983-2 
appeared, Agent Morris entered the doorway, which closed shortly 

after. 


Addendum 3: On May 23, 1989, D-14134 was given a closed circuit 
camera tethered to a monitor by a 25-meter cord. He was instructed 
to examine as much of the area as he could, and then attempt to 
return. Once through the doorway, feed from the camera was 
interrupted. The cord was pulled taut, and then snapped. 


Several hours afterward, the anomaly in SCP-1983-1 disappeared. 
Inside, the desiccated remains of several agents were discovered, 
as well as Document 1983-15, an informal SCP report written by an 
agent within the anomaly. It appears as follows: 


Item #: Pending 
Object Class: Keter. God help you. 


Special Containment Procedures: You're going to die, 
you poor dumb fuck. 


This isn't a threat. I'm Agent Barclay. I'm in the middle of 
this goddamned thing, and I'm telling you, if you're here? 
You're going to die. I'm probably already dead. 


So that's out of the way. Let's get to the containment 
procedures. There's really only one. Close the 
goddamned door. You aren't going to get back through 
there. You've probably already tried. But we know they 
can get out, if they try hard enough. That's how we found 
this fucking place. Hopefully, you've already done that. | 
know we did, once we gave up on getting out through 
there. If you didn't, then you go straight back and get that 
door closed. That is your only priority right now. You're 
going to die anyway. Might as well do some good before 
you're gone. 


Description: So, here's a story, tell me if you've heard it 
before. The Foundation gets reports of trouble in 


Bumfuck, USA. Cattle and wildlife are dying 
mysteriously. Some people turn up missing. When a 
body shows up, autopsy finds the heart missing. Not cut 
out, not torn out, just gone. Empty space in the middle of 
the chest.