Dr. Dorer: We're just trying to understand 
what's going on, it's been very confusing for all 
of us. Any help you could give us would help 
us all in the end. 


(Pol-3713 continues to stare at Dr. Dorer. After 
fifteen seconds of no response, Dr. Dorer 
notes the behavior on their clipboard.) 


Pol-3713: You're not singing. 


Dr. Dorer: No, no one will be singing. The 
singing is over, nobody is acting anymore. 


(Pol-3713 turns to look at the door, and 
mouths the word "exit" in English.) 


Pol-3713: Am | out? 


Dr. Dorer: Yes, you're out. You're out for 
good, you're safe here. 


(Pol-3713 turns to face Dr. Dorer again.) 
Pol-3713: Is there an outside? 


Dr. Dorer: If you go through that door, walk 
down the hall, take a right and a left and then 
go up the elevator, yes. You can see sun and 
flowers and clouds. 


Pol-3713: | can? 


Dr. Dorer: Not until you are well, but 
eventually yes. Things will go back to normal. 


Pol-3713: It's real? 
(Pol-3713 turns to look at the door again.) 


Dr. Dorer: Yes, it's real. Just as real as you or 
me. | can open it if you want to see. 


(Pol-3713 continues to stare at the door, and 
mouths the word "buhos" — "owls" in English. 
As Pol-3713 continues to stare at the door, Dr. 
Dorer gets up and moves towards it. Upon 
reaching the door, they slowly open it. 
Pol-3713 continues to stare, but is otherwise 
unresponsive.) 


Dr. Dorer: Does this prove it? 


(Pol-3713 nods. Dr. Dorer closes the door and 
returns to their seat.) 


Dr. Dorer: How are you feeling? 


Pol-3713: (Does not look away from the door.) 


Scared. 


Dr. Dorer: You're completely safe here, we 
make sure of it. There is nothing to be afraid 
of. 


Pol-3713: I'm being watched. 
Dr. Dorer: Who's watching you? 


Pol-3713: (Turns around to face Dr. Dorer, 
and drops to a whisper.) The audience. 


Dr. Dorer: How are they watching? 


(Pol-3713 does not respond, but continues to 
look at Dr. Dorer. Dr. Dorer points to the 
camera in the corner of the room, through 
which this log was recorded. Pol-3713 shakes 
their head, and points to each of Dr. Dorer's 
eyes individually.) 


Dr. Dorer: Would you be more comfortable if | 
wasn't looking at you? 


(Pol-3713 returns to looking at the door.) 


Dr. Dorer: Would you like me to come back 
later? 


(Pol-3713 remains unresponsive. Dr. Dorer 
takes notes, gets up and then kneels in front of 
Pol-3713 on the other side of the bed. 
Pol-3713 looks at Dr. Dorer.) 


Dr. Dorer: | will be back this time tomorrow, is 
that alright? (Pause.) If there is anything | can 
do for you, just ask. Tell the doctors and 
nurses here to get Robert, or Dr. Dorer, and I'll 
be by your side as quickly as | can. (Pause.) 
We're all here to help you, okay? 


(Pol-3713 does not respond, and returns to 
staring at the door. Dr. Dorer gets up and 
leaves the room.) 


<END LOG> 


Further interviews yielded no new information, with Pol-3713 
continuing their fascination with the door and showing general 
paranoia. Due to Pol-3713's knowledge of SCP-3713 and their 
unique mental disorders, the Ethics Committee ruled that Pol-3713 
be returned to society without amnestics and see a Foundation 
therapist made aware of the situation in full. This arrangement has 
continued to the time of writing (LAST UPDATED: 08/09/2024). 


The following video, named "© ©", was recovered from Pol-3713's 
phone. Despite the limitations of the phone, the video was recorded 
in 3840 x 2160 120FPS and lasts 18min 26s while only taking up 

3 MB of space. Video was taken on 7/31, at 23:48, beginning at the 
exact moment Pol-3713 disappeared for the last time during 
SCP-3713-18. The video appears to be filmed from multiple points 
of view with lapses in time. 


> Video Discovered on Pol-3713's Phone 
<BEGIN TRANSCRIPTION> 


00:00 | The video begins immediately with the 
sound of Pol-3713 screaming, which goes 
silent at 00:01. The view is entirely black, 
though the sound of an air conditioner can be 
heard. Soft, strained breathing can be made 
out. 


00:18 | Shuffling can be heard, and the crash 
of something heavy being knocked over 
coinciding with Pol-3713 whimpering. The 
sound of the air conditioner continued 
uninterrupted for another thirty seconds. 


00:50 | A very dim blue light comes from the 
left of the screen as a curtain uncovers what 


appears to be a window. Pol-3713's breathing 
becomes faster. A figure appears in front of 
the window, though it is unable to be 
determined whether it is Pol-3713 or which 
side of the window it is on. 


00:58 | View goes entirely white and silent for 
two seconds. 


01:00 | View seems to be from Pol-3713's 
perspective (their hands are shown multiple 
times, indicating the view to be coming from 
their eyes). Pol-3713 is running from an 
unknown pursuer (three sets of footsteps can 
be heard) through what appear to be an 
unnaturally large backstage. Lighting is dim 
and comes from an unknown source above, 
illuminating black curtains that appear to line 
every side. 


01:19 | After multiple turns, Pol-3713 comes 
upon a well lit door marked with a green exit 
sign at the end of a hallway. Pol-3713 rushes 
towards it and unsuccessfully attempts to open 
the door. Pol-3713 whispers "por favor" 
("please") repeatedly under their breath before 
turning around to look at the hallway behind 
them. A pair of bare feet step into view from 
around the corner before the feed cuts out. 


01:21 | View goes entirely white and silent for 
three seconds. 


01:24 | Video suddenly resumes from the 
perspective of a camera focused on a stage. 
The stage itself is dim. Faint shuffling and 
whispering can be heard below where the 
audience would be. No words are able to be 
made out. This continues for three minutes. 


04:34 | Video cuts to Pol-3713's perspective. 


Pol-3713 is running through what appears to 
be a poorly lit backstage area. The only light is 
from an unknown source above. They dash 
behind a stack of boxes and crouch there, 
clutching their legs. A large number of 
footsteps can be heard from behind the boxes 
before being replaced with silence. Only 
Pol-3713's strained breathing can be heard for 
3 minutes. 


07:50 | Pol-3713 peeks their head out from the 
stack and freezes. In the darkness, a figure 
can be seen staring directly at Pol-3713. The 
figure is wearing a mask of an owl. The figure 
stares at Pol-3713 for approximately 10 
seconds before taking a step back and out of 
view. 


08:14 | Footsteps to Pol-3713's left prompt 
them to jump out and begin running in the 
opposite direction. 


08:15 | View goes white and silent once more, 
but the vague impression of a human hand 
can be seen in the center of the image, slowly 
moving downwards. 


08:38 | Once again from Pol-3713's 
perspective, Pol-3713 appears to be 
somewhere pitch black with the exception of a 
green exit sign. Pol-3713 rushes towards it 
and fumbles for the associated door. 
Footsteps can be heard behind them. 
Pol-3713 pauses to look behind. 


08:42 | They turn back to the door and push it 
open. Stepping past the door, they collapse 
into an extremely dimly lit grassy clearing. The 
sun appears to be setting into the trees in the 
distance. Pol-3713 lays on the ground for 
approximately 1 minute, feeling the grass and 


looking at the sun, which appears to have a 
blue tint. The sky, though black, holds no 
stars. 


09:49 | View goes white and silent. 


10:01 | Three soft knocks can be heard 
preceding two short muffled vocalizations. 


10:04 | View returns to a shot of a stage with a 
mumbling audience. 


10:10 | Audience members are heard 
shushing one another as the dim stage lights 
go down and a singular spotlight arises, 
focusing in the center of the stage. The crowd 
falls silent. 


11:15 | The shot resumes from Pol-3713's 
perspective in the grassy field. The sound of 
the door opening behind them interrupts their 
rest and they begin running towards the sun. 


14:49 | The sun has grown noticeably larger. 
Pol-3713 pauses to vomit. 


14:53 | The view returns to the shot from the 
beginning, where extremely dim blue light is 
flowing into the otherwise pitch black room 
through what appears to be a window. The 
figure at the window is still in place. Above the 
sound of the air conditioner, faint whimpering 
can be heard, along with several mumbles of 
the words "por favor". 


14:59 | The figure steps away from the 
window. 


15:00 | The view resumes from Pol-3713's 
perspective, in which they appear to be 
continuing to run at the sun. The sun appears 


to be about three times its original size. 


15:55 | At this point, the sun is nine times its 
original size and dark areas can be seen 
behind it. 


16:28 | Pol-3713 reaches what had been 
thought to have been the sun, which is 
revealed to be an abnormally large spotlight. 
They step behind it to find a large curtain that 
extends into the sky. Returning to the spotlight, 
they bang thrice on the glass and yell "por 

qué" ("why") before collapsing on the ground 
and assuming the fetal position. Sobbing can 
be heard. 


16:54 | The sound of rustling grass causes 
Pol-3713 to quickly turn their head. The owl- 
masked figure from previously is standing 
before the spotlight, when the spotlight 
appears to turn off and the view goes black. 
Only screaming from Pol-3713 can be heard at 
this point. 


16:57 | The view returns to the room with the 
air conditioner sounding only for the sound of 
glass breaking as a figure appears to break 
the window. 


16:58 | The view returns to the camera facing 
the stage with the spotlight on it. No sound is 
heard and no movement is visible. 


17:22 | Pol-3713 limps onto the stage from the 
wings. Several short murmurs are heard from 
the audience before Pol-3713 reaches the 
spotlight and stands in the center of it. 
Pol-3713 scans over the audience, their 
breaths deep and shuddering. 


18:02 | Pol-3713 stumbles slightly before 


slowly taking a bow, jerking and twitching 
several times while doing so. 


18:05 | As Pol-3713 rises from their bow, the 
audience begins to clap and cheer. Many 
roses are thrown onto the stage while 
Pol-3713 holds themself and twitches. 


18:08 | Pol-3713 falls to their knees and 
subsequently collapses to the floor, coughing 
up bile. The crowd continues to cheer. 


18:19 | As the crowd continues to clap and 
cheer and throw roses, a hand approximately 
three times the size of Pol-3713 (attached to a 
proportionate arm) reaches down from an 
unseen origin above and forcefully grabs 
Pol-3713. 


18:21 | With the continuing noise of the crowd 
cheering in the background, the view cuts to a 
purple slate that says "The Play Has Ended!". 


18:26 | The video ends. 
<END TRANSCRIPTION> 


Addendum-3713-4 | Further Anomalous Activities 

On 11/02/2024, Pol-3713 was reported missing by Ms. Marquez. A 
single Foundation agent was sent to the house to investigate. The 
transcription below is their interview with Ms. Marquez. 


> Interview w/ Ms. Marquez 


Interviewer: Agent Miguel 

Interviewee: Ms. Marquez 

Conducted: 11/03/2024 

Notes: Interview was conducted in the living 
room with Ms. Marquez on the couch and 
Agent Miguel sitting opposite them on a chair. 
A coffee table separates them, where the 


audio recorder was placed. Interview was 
conducted in Spanish and translated to 
English for ease of reading. 


<BEGIN LOG> 


Agent Miguel: Alright, | want you to tell me if 
Camila ever seemed to want to run away, or if 
you know of anything that would push her to. 


Ms. Marquez: (Pause.) No, no | don't think so. 
She was very open with me, even if she didn't 
know how to explain something. When she 
was upset she would tell me... which was 
regrettably often. She didn't want to run away 
from home. She couldn't have wanted to. 


Agent Miguel: You can think of no influence 
that would have driven her away? 


Ms. Marquez: | thought she was getting more 
stable... 


(Pause.) 
Agent Miguel: Has she ever run away before? 


Ms. Marquez: Yes, when she was very little. 
(Pause.) 


Agent Miguel: What made her do that? 


Ms. Marquez: (Sniffles.) She was in a school 
play, in 8rd Grade. (Pause.) She was doing so 
well, but it came to her solo — she's an 
amazing singer, even if she doesn't do it too 
often, voice of an angel — and... and she just 
sat there. Everyone was looking at her. She 
just froze. 


(Ms. Marquez blows her nose.) 


Experiment Log SCP 482 


Known mutations created by SCP-482 are listed in this document as 
follows: 


Test Number: 

Subject Gender: 

Subject’s Known Mental Illness: 
Medication: 

Exposure (Alpha): 

Exposure (Beta): 

Notes: 


Test Number: 01 

Subject Gender: Male 

Subject’s Known Mental Illness: Schizophrenia 

Medication: None 

Exposure (Alpha): Subject reported being “eerily calm”. Subject 
was noted as simply sitting and looking at the walls with a blank 
expression. No other effects for 2 hours, 49 minutes of exposure. 
Exposure (Beta): At 2 hours, 50 minutes, subject’s body started to 
contort in random directions while he stated that he was 
experiencing great pain. The subject’s skull increased in mass and 
size, though the suit continued to confine the patient. Subject’s body 
began to increase dramatically in mass, although body growth was 
not symmetrical. Observers noticed the subject's mouth and eyes 
began to bulge and deform beneath the mask of the suit. Subject 
then slammed his body against the testing cage, screaming 
incoherently while attempting to make eye contact with as many 
observers as possible. Termination order was executed at 34 
minutes after Time Point Beta was reached. 

Notes: Subject’s body was determined to have increased in mass 
by nearly 180% as of termination. Most of the increase was bone 
and muscle tissue. While no external source has been found to 


Ms. Marquez: It was more than stage fright, | 
know it, you can feel these things when you're 
a mother. She just sat there and stared out at 
the audience. She didn't move. She didn't talk. 
She just stood there. The teacher cued her, 
and she looked down at the teacher. | couldn't 
help it, | sooke up and called to my daughter, | 
said... | said "honey" and she ran. She ran out 
the door and just kept running. 


(Ms. Marquez blows her nose again.) 


Ms. Marquez: We chased her but nobody got 
her before she was out in the woods, and... 
and we couldn't find her. My husband called 
the police and got them to look for her in the 
forest, and they found her cut and bruised 
and... there were red marks around her throat. 
She looked pale. They told us it had to have 
been self harm, but she wouldn't have done 
that. We just took her home and she slept for 
three days. 


Agent Miguel: Did she tell you what 
happened? 


Ms. Marquez: She was more comfortable with 
her dad at the time, and so he heard it. He 
said that she would feel comfortable to talk to 
me in time and that it would be better if she 
went at her own pace. | wanted to know, but | 
understood. Before it came time to... 


(Ms. Marquez sniffles.) 


Ms. Marquez: He passed. Joaquin Marquez. 
He was big and strong, like you. Hard worker. 
He had lung cancer. Smoked. (Pause.) | don't 
know if Camila ever told me why that 
happened. It never felt right to ask. She 
became a new person when Joaquin passed. 


Made her own breakfast, did her homework on 
time. Walked to the bus. Didn't talk as much. 


Agent Miguel: Did she ever —