¢ Inanimate objects are to be disposed of on a case-by-case 
basis following inspection. All metallic objects are to be melted 
down and converted into scrap. 


All testing is to occur in a room with a waterless fire extinguishing 
system. No flame tests are to be carried out on SCP-1554 under any 
circumstances. 


Description: SCP-1554 is a copy of the book The Fellowship of the 
Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien, published in 1969 by Press. SCP-1554 
is in very poor condition for its age, with several pages being marked 
with pen, pencil and crayon, moderate water damage to later 
chapters, and the entirety of the chapter /n The House of Tom 
Bombaail being missing. 


By itself, SCP-1554 will gravitate to the nearest flat, dry surface and 
will stand on end, opening itself to the first undamaged page. The 
act of damaging any pages of SCP-1554 in any way produces an 
instance of SCP-1554-A. SCP-1554-A are items that form 
themselves out of a page of SCP-1554 that has been damaged in 


some way. The instance of SCP-1554-A varies depending on the 
type of damage caused to SCP-1554. Water damage typically 
produces quasi-biological specimens, tearing out pages of 
SCP-1554 produces small, often autonomous sculptures depicting 
scenery and character from The Fellowship of the Ring, and marking 
on pages produces inanimate, usually damaged, objects such as 
clothing or weaponry. Finally, burning the pages of SCP-1554 
causes a sudden gravitational shift of approximately Gina 
random direction, invariably resulting in severe injuries and major 
damage to all individuals and objects within a 5-meter radius of 
SCP-1554, including SCP-1554 itself. Typically, gravitational 
anomalies will continue until SCP-1554 is extinguished. 


Addendum: Sample log of tests performed on SCP-1554. 


Passage Used: None; front cover was damaged 

Damage to SCP-1554: An "X" was drawn on the front cover using a 
felt-tip pen. 

Resultant SCP-1554-A Instance: No reaction from SCP-1554. 


Passage Used: Prologue, Concerning Pipe-weed, page 8 
Damage to SCP-1554: Application of 5 milliliters of water to the 
passage. 

Resultant SCP-1554-A Instance: SCP-1554-A-4 is a species of 
Nicotiana resembling Nicotiana rustica. Analysis shows that 
SCP-1554-A-4 has a relatively low concentration of nicotine. Upon 
incineration, a large quantity of smoke was produced, described as 
smelling "vaguely sweet and homely". 


Passage Used: Book 1, Chapter 1, A Long-Expected Party, page 
27 

Damage to SCP-1554: Crossing out of passage using No. 2 Pencil 
Resultant SCP-1554-A Instance: Damaged page was converted 
into SCP-1554-A-10, a large rocket-type firework. SCP-1554-A-10 
was disposed of in a nearby bomb-disposal range, due to the 
possibility of damage to the casing causing instability. SCP-1554- 
A-10 was detonated with no anomalous effects. 


Passage Used: Book 2, Chapter 5, The Bridge of Khazad-dim 
Damage to SCP-1554: Tearing out page 265 
Resultant SCP-1554-A Instance: SCP-1554-A-21 was an animate 


model of what is believed to be the Balrog encountered in this 
chapter. SCP-1554-A-21 was on fire at time of emergence, and was 
quickly extinguished to prevent damage to SCP-1554. Extinguishing 
resulted in formation of 15 new SCP-1554-A instances due to 
moisture damage; waterless fire extinguishing system installed 
following this test. 


Incident 1554-7: 


SCP-1554 was ignited due to a cigarette lighter smuggled into the 
testing chamber by D-1554-7, a known pyromaniac. Following this, 
D-1554-7 was thrown! against the northern wall of the testing unit, 
and reported severe difficulty moving and breathing as SCP-1554 
continued to burn. D-1554-7 was ordered to smother the flames by 
rolling over SCP-1554, but was unable to comply due to the strength 
of the gravitational force. Fire extinguishing system activated; 
D-1554-7 terminated due to a lack of oxygen in the testing chamber. 


Addendum: The following document was found written on the back 
of SCP-1554's original catalog card in the University library. The 
card was attached to a length of string intended for use as a 
bookmark. 


Right, Enough of This. 


Enough of you lot tearing out bits and pieces of this 
work. I've had it with you lot tearing up Tolkien's work. 
You simply don't understand the man. He is a gift to 
English literature, and if you ruin ONE MORE FUCKING 
PAGE there will be consequences. The more you 
destroy, the more you shall create. 


Words are art. Respect them. 


Footnotes 

1. SCP-1554 appeared to use gravity as a self-defence measure in 
a similar manner toSCP-2919. A link between these two anomalies 
has yet to be established. 


« SCP-1553 | SCP-1554 | SCP-1555 » 


SCP-1555: Facility 


SCP-1555 exterior, with barrel visible. At time of photograph, 


barrel was significantly longer than ordinary. Click to enlarge. 


Item #: SCP-1555 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: A 50-mile radius around 
SCP-1555 is to be designated a wildlife sanctuary in accordance 
with the United States Endangered Species Act, due to its status as 
the location of one of the few remaining populations of Robertson's 
field mice. Due to the extremely difficult terrain surrounding 
SCP-1555, a guard patrol is not needed; a closed gate and guard 
house (disguised as a research station for scientists studying local 
wildlife) are to be maintained at the entrance road. Noises emitted 
by SCP-1555 are to be blamed on thunder, sonic booms, or 
mistpouffers (fog guns) by Foundation disinformation teams. Task 
Force Gamma-29 ("Old Men of the Mountain") is to be assigned to 
SCP-1555, for any exploration of the outer surface, and for tracking 
and retrieval of specimens. Exploration of the interior of the SCP is 
only to be conducted by remote probe and class-D personnel. 


Description: SCP-1555 is a facility of unknown origin and purpose 
installed in tunnels beneath an unnamed mountain peak in 

National Park. It appears to occupy nearly the entire inside space of 
the mountain, and extends an unknown distance below sea level. 
Seismic surveys and ground-penetrating radar have proven to be 
somewhat useful at mapping the outer extents of the facility, though 
the internal layout has been known to shift (though only in very 
localized areas). An entrance is available, but all attempts to survey 
the SCP have failed, resulting in the loss of one Foundation agent 
(Agent Harris), one Mobile Task Force (MTF Epsilon-12, "Facility 
Managers" - see Audio/Telemetry Log Epsilon-12-1555), and 

Class D personnel. 


PF 


The only known aboveground entrance to SCP-1555. Click to 
enlarge. 


The structure of SCP-1555's tunnels (designated SCP-1555-1) 
culminates near the peak of the mountain; at the very top of the 
structure (approximately 20 meters below the summit), facing 
northeast, a steel tube exits the mountain and continues for (on 
average) three meters at a 27-degree angle from horizontal. The 
tube is rifled with 25 lands and a twist rate of 1:20, and appears 
similar in construction to the barrel of a modern 155-mm howitzer. 
The tube has been observed to change shape; microscopic 
observation of the tube during transformation indicates that iron 
crystals appear on the surface of the tube with no discernable 
source. Transformations are usually in the shape of a muzzle 
device, such as a muzzle booster or recoil brake, though others 
have been seen. The additions have never been observed to remain 
for more than one shot, and disappear afterwards in the same 
manner as their introduction. 


SCP-1555 will, at unpredictable time periods (not observed to be 
more than ten days from the last event), launch a projectile 
(designated SCP-1555-2) from this tube. The shell usually travels at 
the standard muzzle velocity for a 155mm howitzer, but variations 
have been reported. In almost all cases, the shell lands intact in a 
valley 6 km northeast of the SCP and releases 5-16 Robertson's 
field mice, tentatively labeled SCP-1555-3. In most cases, the mice 
appear completely indistinguishable from natural Robertson's field 
mice (Apodemus robertsonii), with a 50/50 gender division. The 
mice show normal genetic deviation in most cases, though 
approximately 15% of shells contain genetically identical mice. After 
the mice are released, the shell (in most cases) corrodes into dust 
within two hours. 


+ MTF Gamma-29 Selected Observations, 2004-Present 


* Shell approximately five meters long; released two 
thousand mice. 

* Shell made of mahogany; released five mice and 
remained intact. 

¢ Shell did not follow a parabolic trajectory. Shell 
tracked via radar past the orbit of Mars and lost. 


No shell. Ten mice fired from SCP; landed 
scattered across the valley. 

Shell contained ten mouse skeletons. 
Rocket-assisted shell landed four kilometers 
further out than average. 

Muzzle device manifested in the form of an 
enormous sound suppressor. Report noticeably 
quieter than usual. 

Shell pushed out of the end of the muzzle by 
compressed air; landed in front of tube and 
released one mouse. 

Shell contained tangled mass of PNP bipolar 
transistors instead of mice. 

Muzzle device manifested in the form of a 
squeeze-bore adapter. Shell contained remains of 
an estimated eight mice, compressed into 
unrecognizability. 

48 shells fired in extremely rapid succession. Each 
contained three mice. 

Solid rubber shell; did not dissolve. 

Shell landed; released chlorine gas instead of 
mice. 

Shell released five smaller, fin-stabilized shells 
mid-flight, each containing one mouse. 

Steel girder fired instead of shell. 

Shell continued traveling upon meeting the ground, 
leaving an angled hole. Laser and radar 
rangefinder depth measurement failed. 

SCP fired five times without releasing shell. 

SCP barrel retracted into mountain for two days; 
fired shell one day later and re-emerged. Shell 
contained nine mice. 

Red light shone from gun barrel for 3 days. 
Ordinary shell landed; continued disgorging mice 
for three hours. Total number uncounted due to 
mouse overlap. 

Shell exploded in midair, releasing metal 
fragments. Functioned identically to ordinary HE 
artillery round. 

Shell contained two brown rats (Rattus 


norvegicus). 

¢ Barrel accreted material for several weeks and, 
once several times longer than normal, fired a 
shell two hundred kilometers. Shell landed near 
the city of and released four mice. 


See Also: Audio/Telemetry Log Epsilon-12-1555 
« SCP-1554 | SCP-1555 | SCP-1556 » 


Audio/Telemetry Log Epsilon-12-1555 


Transcript Epsilon-12-1555 

Background: MTF Epsilon-12 ("Facilities Managers", now 
defunct) was a Mobile Task Force formed to investigate 
anomalous industrial installations and facilities. This log 
is from their final expedition: a search and rescue 
mission to find Agent Harris, lost after 45 minutes of 
preliminary investigation of SCP-1555. 


Alpha: Everyone got your suit and radio on? 

<Assent from team.> 

Alpha: Internals check. 

Beta: Nitrox and heliox ready and at full charge. 

Delta: Ready and full. 

Gamma: Ready and full. 

Alpha: Filtration check. 

Beta: Filter ready. 

Delta: Filter ready. 

Gamma: Hold on. [Rustling.] Filter ready. 

Alpha: Delta, check Gamma's filter. 

Delta: It's secure. 

Alpha: Check seals and pressurize. 

<Hissing sound as MTF's suits are pressurized.> 
Beta: Seals tight and secure. 

Delta: Seals tight. 

Gamma: Seals tight. 

Alpha: Telemetry check. 

Base: Cable, radio, and VLF 100%. Optical 100%. Pneumatic 
sealed and evacuated. 

Alpha: Equipment check. 

Beta: Rifle, check. Sidearm, check. 

Delta: Sidearm, check. Cameras, check. 

Gamma: Sidearm, check. Analysis package, check. 
Alpha: Alright, crew. In and out, with a little detective work along the 
way. Let's see if we can find Agent Harris. Internals on. 


[At this point, MTF proceeds through door below SCP-1555's barrel. ] 
Beta: Lotsa pipes. 

Gamma: Yep. 

Delta: Pipes. 

Alpha: Yes, the preliminary report said there were a lot of pipes. 
Base, we're gonna go ahead and confirm a shitload of pipes. 
<Clunk from Delta's external microphone.> 

Delta: Doesn't sound like anything's in this one. That or | can't hear 
it through the helmet. 

<Another clunk.> 

Delta: This one's hissing. Probably steam. 

<Delta's camera shutter clicks.> 

Alpha: Let's proceed. 

<Five minutes of silence as the MTF proceeds deeper into the 
mountain.> 

Gamma: You know, for a place that nobody's visited before, it's 
awfully clean. All the pipes are shiny. No dust. 

Beta: Most dust is flakes of human skin, you know. 

Gamma: Gee, thanks. 

Delta: Must be the pipes. 

Alpha: Keep your guard up. We don't know it's just pipes, and Agent 
Harris is in here somewhere. 

<Two minutes of silence.> 

Alpha: Base, the hallway's opening up. We're in a bigger chamber 
and there are a whole lotta pipes. Valves, too. Some of them are 
labeled. 

Gamma: "Make-up gas." 

Beta: This one says "Emulsion". 

Gamma: Sending photograph. 

<Delta's camera shutter clicks. Photograph transmitted via optical 
link; attached here.> 


Origin of first retrieved samples from SCP-1555. Click to enlarge. 


Base: Can you get samples? 

Gamma: Sure thing. 

<Gamma works for several minutes, attaching isolators to pipes and 
drilling sample holes. Various hissing noises are heard.> 

Gamma: Base, I've got two vacuum pipes, four steam. Mass 
spectrometer says that "make-up gas" is lead vapor. Got some sort 


of thick, yellow stuff out of the "emulsion" pipe. Sending sample. The 
air here is completely clean, by the way. 25% oxygen, 75% nitrogen 
exactly. 

[Gamma sends a vial of material through vacuum sample tube. 
Material proved to be yellow latex paint, with a significant content of 
silver halide molecules. ] 

Base: Sample received. Proceed when you're ready. 

Gamma: Something just went past the sample port on this vacuum 
pipe. | think it was a pneumatic capsule. 

Alpha: Proceeding. 

<22 minutes of silence (minus status checks) while MTF proceeds 
deeper into the SCP.> 

Gamma: Hold up. Radiation. 

Alpha: Great. How much? 

Gamma: Harmless here. Hold on, I've got a probe-on-a-pole. 
Gamma: Says it's still harmless 3 meters down, but increased just a 
tad. 

Base: Go ahead; telemetry says your suits will shield you from this 
level. 

Alpha: There's another chamber. More pipes are coming out of the 
walls and heading in. 

Base: Proceed. 

Alpha: Lots of pipes, as usual. There's some sort of machine in the 
middle; a lot of pipes head into it. Still no sign of Harris. 

Delta: Sending photo. 

<Delta's camera shutter clicks. Photograph transmitted via optical 
link.> 

Base: Hold up, guys. Gotta consult. 

<Two minutes of silence.> 

Base: Right. Alpha, what you appear to have there is a small 
nuclear reactor. It looks like a standard United States naval reactor. 
Alpha: Shit. 

Beta: This isn't a fucking boat. What the hell? 

Delta: | don't see any controls or anything. No windows onto a 
control room, either. 

Gamma: Guys, get away from this pipe. It's radioactive. 

Base: Can you get a sample? 

Gamma: Sure thing. 

<Thirty seconds of working noises are heard as Gamma installs an 
isolator and drills a hole.> 


Gamma: Spectrometer says it's uranium hexafluoride. Let's not 
mess wi- Goddammit! 

<A loud whooshing noise is heard.> 

Alpha: Fuck! Run! This way! 

<One minute of panting as the team members run away from the 
reactor room.> 

Gamma: Goddamn piece of shit pressurized fast and blew the 
isolator off. Fucking radioactive gas all over me. 

Alpha: Base, get a decon set up at the exit. 

Base: Roger. 

Alpha: Gamma, there should be a KI pill in the third slot in your 
helmet's dispenser. Take it. 

Beta: Fucking pipes. 

Delta: Yep. 

Alpha: What's your dosimeter say? 

Gamma: My suit's radioactive, and I'm gonna get fucking cancer, 
but I'll live through today. 

Base: Are you comfortable proceeding, Alpha?