Description: SCP-2017 is an African-American human female, 
about 7 years old, formerly named . It is underweight 
compared to non-anomalous children, displays symptoms of anemia 
such as gray pallor and cold extremities, and is unusually shy and 
withdrawn. Its anomalous effect manifests when a human subject 
makes unprotected skin contact with SCP-2017. The subject 
experiences a condition tentatively called Sudden Onset 
Dissociation Disorder, or SCP-2017-Triggered Derealization 
Disorder. The affected subject recognizes itself as an entity but 
perceives the external world as foreign and nonsensical. SCP-2017- 
Triggered Dissociation Disorder will cause subjects to have difficulty 
understanding or internalizing even the most basic facets of human 
behavior. Subjects in the late stages of STDD will eventually 
perceive the entire physical world as lacking order or sense. In 
addition, affected subjects uniformly speak of a place or plane of 
existence they claim possesses the consistency the physical world 
lacks. Subjects eventually descend into complete self-neglect before 
experiencing heart failure and a longer than normal period of post- 
mortem brain activity. Brain death will often be attended with other 
anomalous phenomena. 


Worth noting is the fact that other than SCP-2017's taciturn nature, it 
is psychologically healthy and does not suffer from any type of 
dissociative disorder, anomalous or otherwise. 


Document 2017-A 


D-3500 was exposed to SCP-2017 on 01/03/__. Subject 
displayed literary talent above the general D-class 
population. Researchers predicted that subject would 
shed light on the more subtle, abstract effects of 
SCP-2017-induced dissociation through his personal 
writings 


Day 1: My field of vision is so oddly limited. It reminds 
me of a panoramic movie screen, the ones they show 
you nature documentaries on. These appendages in my 
view-screen... can | believe they are mine? They put the 
words | think onto those paper. | order them, but the 
hands are not me. My face feels hollow. It feels like a 
thin coat of paint that touches the world, and behind it... 
nothing. Is my face me? | can't see it. It doesn't exist. | 
have no face. 


Day 2: Nothing here makes any sense. These people in 
coats run performing rituals with all the effortless non- 
thought of lemmings jumping off a cliff. | have far-off 
visions of an avuncular-sounding male voice narrating 
the courting dance of small, scurrying things. | wonder 
what the animals think of their strangely structured 
habits. 


Day 3: It's worse than what | thought. They've got this 
huge, invisible edifice of rickety, anarchic, patchwork 
rules and mores and unwritten thou-shalt-nots. What 
architect built this? | think they did. Do? They're part of it, 
and build it, but the groundwork was laid forever ago. 
Why? Who the fuck is in charge around here, anyway? 


Day 4: This isn't how it's supposed to be. There isn't a 
single part of this monolith that makes any goddamn 
sense. Are all of them in on it? Can they be said to be in 


on it? Is a bee "in on" building a hive? 


Day 5: | have no body. The viewscreen works with 
scaffolding to move me, I, myself in this strange plane. It 
takes in, it excretes, but none of it is me. It's an avatar 
into the land of chaos. I'm not from here. There has been 
some sort of huge mistake. 


Day 6: Somewhere Else. | have seen it in my dreams, 
can touch it with the me that is me and not the projection 
they call my body. It vibrates with the sort of fractal 
perfection | yearn for. It is crystalline, cold, clean. 
Perfect. The order of things is woven tight into its fabric, 
is not the fraying net that binds things together here. 
That. Somewhere Else is my home. 


By Day 7, subject refuses to move or eat. Subject 
requests recorder to continue his notes. 


Day 7 Transcript: | am haunted by visions of hands that 
touched other hands, faces, bodies, that were beings like 
myself. The visions have an odd... tint to them, but not 
like a tint. They operate with dream logic where bizarre 
and confusing things happen and are accepted as 
perfectly normal. The faces in the visions were people, 
not faces. Now | do not see people, but bodies. And they 
aren't right. 


On Day 7, D-3500's heart and respiratory activity 
completely ceased. His brain continued to remain active 
for an inexplicable three hours and twenty minutes. After 
this time, subject underwent brain death and vanished. 
Subject's cot suddenly transmuted into a large, perfectly 
rectangular prism with a reflective index of zero. Mass of 
the object was determined to be the exact mass of the 
cot plus the mass of the subject's corpse, and testing 
indicates that the mass is indivisible and not composed 
of any atoms. Item classified as SCP- 


SCP-2017 has proven uncooperative with Foundation researchers 
and has not adjusted to containment. Most questions posed to 


SCP-2017 are met with blank silence, quiet crying, or requests to be 
reunited with its parents. SCP-2017's mother and father, Derek and 
Abigail of , California, are the only two people known to 
the Foundation to have made physical contact with SCP-2017 and 
not suffer its anomalous effects. Medical records of the couple show 
that Abigail was diagnosed with depersonalization disorder in 
her early college years, was successfully treated, and has not had a 
relapse in over ten years. Derek displayed many commonly 
recognized risk factors of dissociative disorders! and received 
psychiatric treatment similar to that recommended for dissociative 
disorders? while never actually having a dissociative episode. 
SCP-2017's mother and father were aware of SCP-2017's properties 
and attempted to conceal them from notice from a group such as the 
Foundation. 


Interviewed: SCP-2017 
Interviewer: Dr. Alexis Baxter 


Foreword: Dr. Baxter is one of the few Foundation 
personnel SCP-2017 will respond to. It is suspected this 
is the case because Dr. Baxter bears a striking 
resemblance to SCP-2017's mother. 


<Begin Log> 


Dr. Baxter: Hello, SCP-2017. I'm glad | get to talk to you 
today. 


SCP-2017: Hi, Doctor. | really wish you'd call me 


Dr. Baxter: I'm sorry, SCP-2017. But we've been over 
this before and we can't do that. 


SCP-2017: Why? 


Dr. Baxter: Well...lots of people here arenamed i! 
Why, there's a doctor in this very divisionnamed !We 
don't want to get mixed up, do we? You deserve to have 
your very own name that nobody else has. 


SCP-2017: Like a nickname? 


Dr. Baxter: Exactly. Now. I'd like you to tell me about 
what life was like before you came here. 


SCP-2017: Mommy and Daddy told everyone | was sick 
and if they touched me I'd die. But that wasn't true. If 
people touched me they acted funny. 


Dr. Baxter: Do you know what happened to them after 
they acted funny for a while? 


SCP-2017: Mommy said not to worry about it. 


Dr. Baxter: It must have been hard with just your 
mommy and daddy all the time. 


SCP-2017: shakes head 
Dr. Baxter: Really? 


SCP-2017: Mommy and Daddy would take me to the zoo 
and beach and stuff. They covered me up so people 
wouldn't touch me. 


Dr. Baxter Do you remember how you came to be here? 


SCP-2017: | was playing in the cul-de-sac with Jenny 
and Richie when the Alton boy hit me with his car. 
Mommy rode in the ambulance with me. She was glad 
they were there but she worried someone would touch 
me. | think that's what happened at the hospital. Then | 
was here. Pauses. Can | ask you a question? 


Dr. Baxter: Anything. And | will answer if | can. 
SCP-2017: Pinky swear you'll be honest? 


Dr. Baxter: Reaches across table and grasps 
SCP-2017's gloved pinky in her gloved pinky Absolutely. 


SCP-2017: Am | here 'cause | was bad? 


Dr. Baxter: Absolutely not. You're here so we can 
protect others from getting sick and protect you from 
others that might want to hurt you. We're doctors, and we 
study these sorts of things so we understand what's 
happening and can help you. 


SCP-2017 Then why can't | see my mommy and daddy? 


Dr. Baxter: Because it's still very dangerous. There are 
bad people out there that might hurt you or use you to do 
bad things because you're different. Worse, they might 
do that through your parents. When we can understand 
what's going on a bit more clearly, maybe that can 
change. 


SCP-2017: | guess. 


Dr. Baxter: Now, I'd like to talk to you about something 
you said the other day. 


SCP-2017: About the Other Place? 
Dr. Baxter: Yes. 


SCP-2017: | see it when | dream, and sometimes when 

I'm awake. It's different there. Everything is all lines and 

stuff, and things are simpler than they are here. No rules 
about when to go to bed or what to eat or what to say to 
grownups. | don't think there are any rules there at all. 


Dr. Baxter: Do you think this place is real? 


SCP-2017 Daddy said it was just a dream and dreams 
aren't real. But if it's not real, what about all the people 
there? 


Dr. Baxter: Well, sometimes people see things that 
aren't...Wait, what people? 


SCP-2017 They aren't really people. Or maybe they are, 
but they're not like us. They're really different. It's scary. | 
don't like them. | feel cold every time they pass through 


me. 

Dr. Baxter: They interact with you? 
SCP-2017: They what? 

Dr. Baxter: You can touch them? 


SCP-2017: Only when | see the Other Place and I'm not 
dreaming. 


Dr. Baxter: That's...very interesting. This is the first time 
you've told us this. When is that? 


SCP-2017: When someone touches me. 


<End Log> 


Closing Statement: Interview was terminated when Dr. 
Baxter expressed signs of surprise and alarm. As this 
was Dr. Baxter's first un-mentored interview with an 
anomaly, she was given a verbal reprimand before being 
allowed to contact SCP-2017 again. 


In light of SCP-2017's comments during this interview, we took 
readings of subjects’ brain activity before and after contact with 
SCP-2017. The results show a marked distinction from all recorded 
human brain waves, normal and abnormal. | submit the hypothesis 
that subjects who come into physical contact with SCP-2017 do not 
suffer dissociative symptoms, but are actually overwritten by a 
foreign entity from this ‘other place’. As we are receiving possibly 
hostile entities from an undisclosed location, | recommend that 
exposure testing with SCP-2017 be suspended. - Dr. Alexis Baxter 


Request denied. However, testing to support or debunk Dr. Baxter's 
hypothesis is recommended at this time. - O5-9 


Footnotes 

1. early childhood abuse, prior hallucinogen use, depression 
2. Cognitive behavioral therapy and a year-long regimen of 
antidepressants 


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SCP-2018: Museum of You 


Item #: SCP-2018 
Object Class: Euclid 


Special Containment Procedures: The area around SCP-2018 is 
to be fenced and security personnel are to monitor the area to 
prevent civilians from entering it. One D-Class personnel is to be 
sent inside SCP-2018-1 every month and brought back. Any 
experiments involving SCP-2018 and SCP-2018-1 must be 
approved by at least one Level 3 Researcher. 


Description: SCP-2018 is a space-time anomaly located near 
[REDACTED], Australia. Said anomaly consists of a rectangular 
space on a wall inside an abandoned warehouse. It appears for 1 
hour, 7 minutes and 14 seconds once every 72 hours. On the other 
side is an alternate version of the Australian Museum, hereafter 
designated SCP-2018-1. SCP-2018-1 is located in the center of a 
floating, circular land mass approximately 5 km in diameter. On the 
edge of said land mass is a brick wall measuring 6 m in height 
covering the perimeter. Beyond this wall is a sky similar to that of the 
baseline universe that stretches in all directions for an unknown 
distance. It is unknown how this land mass floats. The infrastructure 
and general architecture of SCP-2018-1 are very similar to those of 
the Australian Museum. Several empty pedestals of varying sizes 
can be found throughout all floors. 


Further anomalous properties of SCP-2018-1 manifest when a living 
human subject enters it. After approximately 12 minutes, objects and 
living beings will appear on top of the empty pedestals, along with a 
metal plate containing text. Said objects and living beings have been 
determined to be related to significant memories of the human 
subject who entered SCP-2018-1. The first floors of SCP-2018-1 
usually create objects and living beings based on memories of 
childhood and adolescence, while the upper floors usually create 
objects and living beings based on recent memories. These 


anomalous properties of SCP-2018-1 do not manifest if more than 
three human subjects enter it at the same time. 


It has been observed that the longer SCP-2018-1 goes without 
receiving any visitors, the faster its structures will wear down. It has 
been estimated based on the damages suffered by SCP-2018-1 on 
a given period that it would collapse if it does not receive any visitors 
for longer than six months. Of note is that should the visitors 
experience no strong emotions during their visit, SCP-2018-1 will 
retain its current level of damage. 


Addendum: Test Logs 


Foreword: Only the most significant results are written here. Level 2 
access is required to view the unabridged logs. 


Test 1 

Subject: Agent 

Results: A bath tub filled with water was created. Inside the bath tub 
was an unconscious, young human male of the same general 
physical characteristics as Agent 

Text: Those who raise their hands to strike an innocent child do not 
deserve their hands. 

Note: Agent claims that his older sister tried to drown him in a 
bath tub when he was 5 years old. 


Test 2 

Subject: Agent 

Results: An elderly Hispanic woman appeared, walked out of the 
pedestal and hugged Agent __. The elderly woman was heard 
saying "thank you for saving me". She then returned to the pedestal 
and disappeared. 

Text: Saving someone's life is the same as saving a world. 

Note: Agent claims to have prevented an elderly woman 
identical to that of the pedestal from being run over by a car. 


Test 3 

Subject: Agent 

Result: A young boy, a television set and SNES video game system 
appeared. The young boy called out Agent ‘s name to play 
video games with him. Agent climbed on the pedestal and 


played video games with the boy for half an hour. No source of 
electricity was seen during this time. 

Text: Sharing is caring. It's cheesy, but true. 

Note: Agent claimed that the boy in the pedestal was identical 
to one of his childhood friends, who let Agent use his video 
game system because Agent 's family was too poor to buy one. 


Test 4 

Subject: D-2018-01 

Results: Several police officers appeared on multiple pedestals 
simultaneously and started firing at D-2018-01 with their pistols. 
Although the normal sound of pistols being used could be heard, no 
projectiles were fired. 

Note: D-2018-01 was put on death row for kidnapping, murder and 
drug trafficking. 


Test 5 

Subject: D-2018-02. Subject was given a limited dose of Omega 
Class amnestic, which completely wiped his memories for the 
duration of the test. Subject was also accompanied by a guard. 
Result: Several cats and dogs appeared on the pedestal and 
started rubbing themselves around the guard's legs before returning 
to the pedestal and disappearing. 

Text: What did you expect? You can't make an omelet without eggs, 
you know. 

Note: The guard has owned several pets similar to those that 
appeared from the pedestal.