Procedure: D-1047, selected for his knowledge of the 
Latin language, was instructed to follow SCP-3397-1 and 
read aloud Pliny the Elder's book "Naturalis Historia", 
with the intention of attracting the attention of 
SCP-3397-1. 


Results: D-1047 located SCP-3397-1 at 1301 hours and 
began reading the book, continuing for over an hour. 
Neither SCP-3397-1 nor any other manifestation 
displayed any signs of awareness of D-1047's actions. At 
1423 hours D-1047, against the advice of Foundation 
researchers, stopped reading and attempted to make 


physical contact with SCP-3397-1 as he boarded a 
galley at Cape Miseno. D-1047 subsequently collapsed 
to the ground and died from asphyxiation before medical 
staff could attend to him. SCP-3397-1 did not respond to 
the attempt at physical interaction. 


Notes: D-1047's lungs were later found to have 
anomalously filled with ash. All personnel are henceforth 
to be instructed to avoid physical contact with 
SCP-3397-1 and potentially all other entities manifested 
during SCP-3397. 


Test Il - 30/08/1968 


Procedure: The ash found within D-1047's lungs were 
chemically analysed and radiocarbon dated in order to 
determine its constituent compounds. 


Results: The ash was found to contain pulverised rock, 
volcanic glass, and minerals and was indistinguishable 
from non-anomalous volcanic ash. Radiocarbon dating 
revealed it to originate from around the 9th decade of the 
1st century AD. 


Test Ill - 25/08/1976 


Procedure: The SCPS Lancer, a modified Point-class 
cutter equipped with a marine radar system, was 
directed to pursue the galley (SCP-3397-23) after it 
departed from the shore at 0800 local time, at a distance 
of 500 metres. 


Results: The SCPS Lancer pursued SCP-3397-23 for 
two hours as it travelled southwest, at a bearing of 
roughly 200 degrees. At 1010 hours local time, a 
previously unnoticed cloud of thick fog rapidly enveloped 
the surrounding area, at which point visual contact with 
SCP-3397-23 was lost. Additionally, SCP-3397-23 never 
appeared on SCPS Lancer's radar. 


Test IV - 25/08/1982 


Procedure: A radio-controlled robotic drone, equipped 
with a mechanical arm and a video camera, was directed 
to make physical contact with SCP-3397-1 in order to 
test the interaction between manifestations of SCP-3397 
and non-living materials. 


Results: The drone approached SCP-3397-1 at 0200 
hours local time, while the entity appeared to be asleep, 
and successfully made contact with it using its arm 
attachment. The arm slowly pressed into SCP-3397-1's 
body and seemingly sunk into it, as if it were made of a 
gelatinous solid. A minute into this action, the metal of 
the arm began visibly rusting and the video feed 
subsequently cut out. When the drone was later 
recovered, it was found to have become rendered 
inoperable by extensive corrosion of its metal 
components. 


Notes: Containment procedures have been updated as 
a result of this discovery, advising against the 
introduction of metal to SCP-3397 entities. 


Test V - 25/08/1986 


Procedure: D-5119 was given an audio headset and 
instructed to attempt to board SCP-3397-23 at 0800 local 
time, and if successful to report on the actions of the 
entities on board. SCPS Lancer was directed to follow 
SCP-3397-23 at a distance of 500 metres. 


Results: D-5119 boarded SCP-3397-23 without issue 
after SCP-3397-1 through -22 and followed them below 
deck, where she observed that each of them sat behind 
an oar and began rowing. D-5119 reported little of 
interest for the first hour, repeatedly expressing feelings 
of boredom and attempting to engage in conversation 
with SCP-3397 manifestations. Any attempts at verbal 
interaction with the entities failed. 


As in Test Ill, a cloud of thick fog rolled in at 1010 hours 
and SCPS Lancer lost sight of SCP-3397-23. D-5119 


reported that the entities, previously impassive, 
appeared to have an expression of anguish upon their 
faces and were rowing more fervently than before. At 
1015, SCP-3397-1 was heard shouting at D-5119 in 
Latin, who quickly became panicked and requested 
extraction. Attempts by research staff to calm her and 
glean further observations failed as she became 
increasingly more panicked. A Latin chant, gradually 
increasing in volume, could be heard in the background, 
intoning "A new supplicant for Caesar. Repentance for a 
heretic's life." At 1018, D-5119 began screaming 
incoherently. Audio cut out entirely five seconds later. 


Notes: On 24/08/1987, a new manifestation of 
SCP-3397 resembling D-5119, designated 
SCP-3397-24, was observed, taking the role of a slave to 
SCP-3397-1. Testing of SCP-3397 using human subjects 
is to be discontinued until further notice. 


Footnotes 

1. Entities which may phase through living material without issue but 
interact with certain non-living materials as a corporeal entity would. 
2. A Roman port town 4.5km southwest of Pompeii, which was also 
destroyed during the eruption of Mount Vesuvius in AD 79 

3. The nephew of Pliny the Elder and author of the only surviving 
eyewitness account of the AD 79 eruption of Vesuvius. 

4. The mother of Pliny the Younger and sister of Pliny the Elder. 

5. Later analysis has revealed him to be repeating the command, 
"Fugel", or "Flee!" 


SCP-3398: Hilbert's Grand Elevator 


Item #: SCP-3398 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3398 is contained in situ. 
Civilians are to be restricted access to SCP-3398 under the 
pretense of condemnation. The entire perimeter of SCP-3398 is to 
be sealed off using a standard chain-link fence, apart from a single 
gate allowing personnel access. Two personnel with memetic 
resistance are to be stationed in the adjacent building to SCP-3398 
for close monitoring. Personnel may restrain or amnestize any 
civilians approaching SCP-3398 when deemed necessary. 


Foundation web-crawler B7890a (“WINCHESTER’) has been set to 
monitor for all advertisements or mentions of SCP-3398. No visual 
media produced by SCP-3398, nor the full written name of the hotel 
is to be viewed. 


Description: SCP-3398 is a hotel located in , Which 
exhibits several mind-affecting properties. SCP-3398’s exterior takes 
an appearance of a semi-dilapidated 6-story building, composed of 
exposed concrete and blacked-out windows. Its only visible entrance 
is the front gate. The front gate is a smooth, white double door with 
no handles or any other visible marking, and is operated by simply 
being pushed to open. Its interior lobby is an identical copy of 

Hotel, located in Bangkok, Thailand. Any attempts at entering 
SCP-3398 by means other than the front gate has been met with 
failure. 


Any visual media pertaining to SCP-3398 or the mention of the 
hotel’s full name induces a memetic effect that compels subjects to 
then seek residence at the estate. Subjects display symptoms of 
elation and disorganized speech similar to that of a manic episode. 
This effect ceases 24 hours after viewing, or once the subject enters 
SCP-3398's primary elevator fully. Amnestics have also proved to 


be effective in relieving the memetic effect. 


Individuals who enter the estate will begin to perceive a humanoid 
figure (hereafter designated SCP-3398-1). SCP-3398-1 takes form 
of a male of Southeast Asian descent in his 30's, dressed in a beige 
suit. The entity will vocalize hospitably, but this vocalization cannot 
be heard by any individual other than its direct recipient. 
SCP-3398-1 will then provide a key card to the person of entry, then 
guide them to the primary elevator. After this point, SCP-3398-1 de- 
materializes, until another person enters the building. The primary 
elevator contains only one button. Any individual who has entered 
the elevator and pressed the button is assumed lost. 


The resulting floor contains a single, seemingly endless corridor 
(current accounted length: 3km). While it is lined with doors as 
expected of a hotel, most of the doors lead to more elevators. Hotel 
rooms themselves are rare and randomly-placed, and are all found 
to incorporate elevators and their components as part of their 
structure. The number of buttons inside the elevators usually exceed 
that of 2000. The floor numbers are largely inconsistent over all of 
the elevators; currently, the highest number recorded is 7 


No further manned exploration is to be performed past /08/18 per 
Site Director's request. 


+ Exploration Log 3398-1 
Date: /05/18 


F: Dr. Forrester, communications, Site 
D: D-26821, 29 years old 


D-26832 is sent in with basic civilian clothing, 
standard Foundation issue video camera 
mounted onto the head, standard Foundation 
issue radio equipment, and a bag filled with a 
flashlight, a knife, three sample bags, and 
rations for three days. 


[BEGIN LOG] 


F: D-26821, do you copy? 


[Video feed reveals the interior of the hotel 
lobby.] 


D: Yes, yes. | can hear you. Loud and clear. 
(pause) Damn. This place looks way too nice. 
Way nicer than | though- Oh. Hello. 


[SCP-3398-1 appears in front of D-26821. 
Even though its mouth appears to be moving, 
its voice is inaudible. ] 


Transcription of SCP-3398-1, based on lip- 
reading: Nice to meet you, sir. Welcome to 
[MEMETIC HAZARD REDACTED] Hotel. The 
place of magnificence, his majesty, 
[UNKNOWN].1 How nice of you to join us. We 
don't get many guests these days. Such is not 
a deserving fate of a wonderful place like this. 
Here, | will escort you towards your room right 
away. 


F: D-26821, are you able to hear his voice? 


D: Oh. You guys can't hear him? Well he's 
just- he's just welcoming me. He says that he 
has the room ready. The best room. He's 
giving me a key card. | can't wait. This place 
looks absolutely amazing. It's gonna be a 
sweet room, a sweet suite, (laughter) just 
diving into their plush, pristine bed, sled, 
showering with the joyful tears- secretions- of 
god, drinking pure orgasm from the pantry, 
enlightened, my fjore in lianm, [REDACTED]. 
It's going to be the best time of my life. 


F: D-26821, it appears you have been 
exposed to a meme. We currently are not able 
to provide countermeasures to you, so just try 


to stay focused on our objective. 


D: The room will solve everything. And | mean 
everything, everything, including my orga. (to 
SCP-3398-1) Thank you so much, man. Thank 
you so much. 


[D-26821 takes the key card. SCP-3398-1 
continues to talk, but part of his mouth is 
obscured, preventing further lip-reading. 
SCP-3398-1 and D-26821 converse loudly, 
seemingly laughing. SCP-3398-1 leads him to 
the elevator. Slight static appears on the video 
feed. The interior of the elevator appears to be 
completely white, with a subtle, coarse texture. 
The door shuts, leaving D-26821 alone in the 
elevator. ] 


D: Okay. I'm in the elevator. There's... only 
one floor. I'll, uh, press it. 


[As soon as D-26821 presses the button, the 
elevator shakes violently. D-26821 falls to the 
floor, seemingly under large amounts of g- 
force. both the video feed and the audio cuts 
out for 31 seconds. When the signal returns, 
the camera lies motionless. ] 


F: D-26821? D-26821, do you read me? 
D-26821? 


D: Jesus. Ow. Fuck, Fuck. Fuck. What- what 
the hell happened? God, my fucking nose is 
bleeding. 


F: We are not sure. Please get up and try to 
exit the elevator. 


D: Fuck. Okay. Ow. God damn it. Did the 
elevator crash? (standing up, pause) The 


button's gone. The fucking button is gone. 
There's only the open button. (heavy 
breathing, pause) | can't go back down. 
(pause) | have to go out, don't |? 


F: That was our main objective in the first 
place- and you don't have any other choice. 
So, yes. 


D: Christ. Okay. Who knows, maybe there'll 
still be a comfy bed and hookers on the other 
side. 


[At this point, memetic effects on D-26821 
appears to have ceased. D-26821 pushes the 
"open" button. Door slides open, revealing a 
dim corridor. The walls are covered in beige 
wallpaper, and the floor is lined with dark 
brown carpet. No amount of aging can be 
seen. The sporadic lights have a deep yellow 
color. D-26821 turns right, which shows a 
corridor that seems to stretch endlessly. The 
left reveals the same. Numerous white 
elevators can be seen in place of hotel rooms.] 


D: Okay. Dammit. Of course. No room of 
ecstasy for me. Fucking memes. (pause) 
That's a lot of elevators. Oh, Jesus- (pause) It 
smells really bad here. What do | do now? 


F: Proceed right until you reach a wall, or any 
other structure. We will discuss your escape 
plan afterwards. 


[D-26821 marks the elevator he came out 
from, them proceeds right for approximately 20 
minutes. No noticeable difference from the 
previous structure can be seen. D-26821 takes 
a brief rest, then proceeds right for another 20 
minutes.] 


Dr. : Completely safe, Delta. Proceed at will. We've seen 
some stationary objects a few meters in front of you. We'd like you 
to examine them for us. 


D-23467: Very well, Command. [grunting continues] Do you guys 
pump air into here from vents or something? 


Dr. : No, Delta. Why do you ask? 


D-23467: Well, this stuff floats around, right? There's currents of this 
stuff, Command, like little floating rivers. It's sort of pretty, but 
wouldn't it just sorta... | dunno, disperse like clouds or something? 


Dr. : Unknown. Have you seen any stationary objects? 


D-23467: [faint scratching noisej-rry, was walking through one of the 
rivers. Felt like walking through a really slow sandblaster. /pause/ 
Oh yeah, | found it. Man... that's weird. 


Dr. : Report. 


D-23467: It's.. it's like one of those big termite mounds you see in 
the desert back home, floating in the air /oause] Command, this 
thing is chained to the ground with a thick string of sand. The, um, 
big rock is about [80cm] around, [45cm] wide. It's got those bug 
things [SCP-440-1] on it, scurrying around. It's like... it's spinning a 
bit, bobbing a little. foause] | thought you said this stuff floats, 
Command, how the hell is it not floating? 


Dr. : That's why you're in there, Delta. 


D-23467: [groans] You're the boss, Command. Gonna try and get to 
the end of the string 


D-23467 spends the next twenty minutes attempting to reach the 
base of the object. Because of the erratic motions of the object, 
D-23467 setiles on lying prone and crawling towards the base. 
Because of the amount of SCP-440 this disturbs, this process 
required D-23467 to wait for 440 to disperse repeatedly. 


D-23467: Alright, finally. Oh, wow... 


[EXTRANEOUS LOG REMOVED] 


D: There's nothing but elevators. Fucking- 
elevators galore. What kind of a shitty hotel is 
this? Who makes t- wait. This door looks 
different. | think it's a room. About damn time. 


[The door appears black, and has no visible 
signs of a number on its surface. D-26821 
enters the room. Small parts of the room 
remain intact, with standard furniture typical for 
a hotel room. Half of the room is intruded by 
the elevator structure, making the shaft and 
the cables clearly visible. The shaft and the 
cables stretch indefinitely into darkness. one of 
the cables, seemingly severed, lie coiled on 
the floor next to the shaft.] 


D: Dear god. That's unsettling. | wouldn't want 
to fall down there. 


F: Take a closer look at one of the cables. 


D: Jesus Christ. Okay. Alright. (oause) It's not 
metal. It's weird looking. Slimy, almost. Are 
those, are those v- [inaudible] 


F: We can't determine exactly what it is from 
here. | want you to take a sample of it. Use 
your knife. 


D: Oh man. Seriously? | have to touch- 
(pause) Okay. This is really hard to cut 
through. And it had to be so goddamn close to 
the gaping fucking hole. (pause) Alright, | got 
it. Jesus. That is not a pleasant texture. It's all 
squishy. 


[D-26821 exits the room, and continues right