"Pieholes shut during briefings, please," Dr. Krell said without 
missing a beat. "Questions from local law enforcement and civilians 
have been quelled for the moment by Agent Young. We're from a 
poison control center, you got that? Type three chemical grenades 
have been detonated for deniability, so keep your gas masks on if 
you want your blood to continue staying inside your body." 


He turned for a moment to look at the building. It looked, aside from 
the Foundation personnel milling about, like an utterly normal high 
school. 


"How many casualties have we got so far?" said Dr. Krell. 


"Eleven students, aaaand..." Agent Jacobsen scanned his 


clipboard. "Two faculty." 


"Alright then. All of you get inside. Make sure your walkie-talkies are 
on channel 4. Take note of any and all anomalies." 


Continued in part four >> 


Original Classification: Safe 


Current Location: Believed to still be in the possession of the 
Chaos Insurgency. Recovery is a Class-4 Priority. 


SCP-884-2: The Razor 


With the exception of SCP-884-4 and SCP-884-6 (both of which 
were or are in the Foundation's possession), more information on 
SCP-884-2 exists than any other object in the collection. SCP-884-2 
was a Straight-edge folding razor, with what appeared to be a silver 
blade and an ivory handle. 


When opened, then razor blade could be drawn through the air, 
forming a kind of nanoscopic event. Original documents referenced 
this event as a "cut in the surface of the universe", which comes 
across as more dramatic than strictly necessary, but typical for 
documents written at the time. The event itself was not able to be 
properly studied at the time due to a lack of necessary instruments, 
but the size was estimated by analyzing the damage caused by it. 


The event created was capable of slicing through any object which 
passed through the space it occupied, regardless of speed or 
approach to the event. Tested materials which were severed 
included steel, iron, lead, wood, gold, diamond, aluminum, and the 
skin and flesh of various living creatures. Tests with heavier 
elements were forbidden following the death of three researchers in 
an event which was, unfortunately, expunged from the original 
documents. 


The event itself degrades over time, becoming "duller as the 
universe heals." This will lead to objects passing through it 
encountering slight resistance (while still being cut), then a firmer 
location which does not cut, then "a sensation of thicker air". A 
correlation was found between the sharpness of the razor and the 
duration of the event. 


Original Classification: Euclid 


Current Location: Known to have been in the possession of the 


Intermission2 


Transcript of Autopsy 3-12-2015AC 


"All right. This is Dr. Jack Bright, recording autopsy 3-12-2015AC. 
Subject is a humanoid male, age indeterminate. Subject is believed 
to be James Halforth, also known as Agent Alto Clef, or <a sharp 
whistle is heard.>" 


"At this time, identification is impossible through means of retinal 
scans, as subject's eyes appear to have melted out of their sockets. 
Fingerprints are likewise missing due to flame damage. Dental 
records are conversant with those of Dr. Clef. Several tissue and 
bone marrow samples have been taken, revealing a DNA match. At 
this point, | would offer odds that there is a 90 percent probability 
that this is the corpse of Alto Clef." 


"External observation shows the subject has received fourth-degree 
burns over ninety-seven percent of his body. In many places, 
subject's clothes have melted into his flesh... this is kind of icky. 
What? Yes, | Know I'm supposed to be professional about this, but 
you're the guys who insisted | do this autopsy! It's not my field, you 
know..." 


".,.What risk of memetic infection? Oh, fuck you guys. Fuck you 
guys hard." 


"Right, cracking him open now. Smells kind of like roast pig. Oooh, 
yup, he's good and steamy on the inside. All major organs are 
roasted and black. It appears, hold on, let me make a cut. Yes, it 
appears as if the subject would have asphyxiated before burn 
trauma would have killed him. Hold on, whats this?" 


"There is an anomalous object in the subject's stomach. Object 
appears to be a metal ball, approximately seven inches in diameter. 
Hold on, let me, yup, there is a hinge, opening it up. Object is 
hollow, and contains a sheet of paper, which is addressed to... me. 


Of course. Letter reads:" 


"Jack 

| had to do it this way. I'd heard the rumors. | knew the O5s were 
going to try and promote me. | couldn't stand the idea of being stuck 
there, not actually doing anything, weighed down by paperwork. | 
know it works for you, but it's not me. In the end, | had to go out the 
way | lived, doing things no one else would think of. In the end, it 
was obvious. 682 WANTED us to destroy him. He was stuck, and 
couldn't go on as long as he was in this form. So, | talked to him, 
and figured it out. The whole lizard thing, it was just a cocoon. I'm 
sorry about what this will end up doing to 001, but, in the long run, | 
just don't care. Goodbye Jack, don't let them drag you down. 

Alto Clef." 


"No, no, it's just dust or ash or something, in my eye. You know 
what? I'm done here guys. This was Clef. He was a damned good 
agent. And I'll miss him. Tell the O5's we're not burying him at Site 
Omega, there just isn't enough left to be useful. And he deserves to 
rest." 


Internal Affairs 


The eerie feeling of the room. The color of it. Its bleakness. You 
think you're about to be questioned. You don't even know why you 
are here, but you think you're going to be instigated, of some sort. 


Allow me to provide you with some calming thoughts. 


You are not here to be questioned, or for lack of a better word, 
punished. Two years ago, you appealed to the Domestic Security 
Committee for a chance to work in a better division, compared to 
what you have now. As you know, you never received any actual 
answer to your request, until now. 


| am Haydrick Barnes, a special agent for internal security. You may 
call me by my last name. However, if you ever do meet me again 
outside of this room, you won't be calling me that in public or in 
private, which | will address at the end of this. You are here because 
my department has had a keen interest in your skills since you've 
first joined the Foundation. Your ability to make effective judgement 
in sudden scenarios, impervious to forms of bias or partiality, and 
overall proficiency within the intelligence and documentary fields of 
the Foundation, have made you a reliable candidate for the Internal 
Security Department. 


You look confused. Surely, you should have been able to deduce 
that there must have been a controlling factor in what you're able to 
see and do here. A lot of people like to assume that the department 
doesn't exist. |am assuming that you've heard the rumor of a 
‘foundation inside the Foundation’. We, ourselves, don't mind the 
idea that people think the department is only a myth, because it 
provides us with the perfect cover for any operation we commence, 
internal or external. It also provides us with a reliable connection 
directly with O5 Command, and notable members of Site Command, 
should the need to ever contact them arise. 


Let me ask you a question. How do you think the Foundation keeps 


track of everything that happens? How do you think they keep track 
of the information that was gathered? Keep in mind that we only 
have less than a hundred Site Directors, and only thirteen members 
of O5 Command. | don't think the administration, consisting of only a 
few intellectually gifted individuals, would be able to account for 
everything that transpires, or around the world in other designated 
sites. 


That is where we come in. That is what the job of an internal agent. 


More often than not, you'll find at least one or two among a hundred 
Foundation personnel trying to do something that would slip right 
past the '‘all-seeing-eye' of the O5 Command. That means that 
they've also managed to bypass the administration and or RAISA, 
as well. However, we're not responsible for what happens during an 
information breach. We're responsible for what happens before and 
after it. 


Repeat the question? No, we aren't responsible for the classification 
of documents. However, we do hold the jurisdiction to make 
changes to any official Foundation document or report, however 
necessary. That being said, document classification and encoding is 
not our primary job. However, you will find yourselves in situations 
where orders from ISD will conflict with those from RAISA, which will 
more than often require a firm debate between both department 
directors or other supervisory agents. 


Before | continue with the rest of the orientation, I'd like to ask you 
another question. Do you know who Aaron Siegel is? Yes? Good. 
Do you know why or how he disappeared? No? | see. That means 
that you haven't picked up the letter yet. However, you must be 
wondering how he disappeared. I'm going to ask once that you take 
notes, because some of what | am about to tell you will intertwine 
with what you will be doing within the department. 


Aaron Siegel served among the O5 Council, designated as '05-5', 
and tasked with oversight of the Intelligence Community; a large 
Foundation bureau tasked with securing and maintaining any and all 
information about— but not limited to— abnormalities, personnel, 
and foreign groups of interest. 


He was one of the founders responsible for the creation of the 
Foundation, and also one of the first few O5 Councilors. During the 
early dawn of the Foundation, he was responsible for the 
documentation, record-keeping, and distributive properties of 
everything contained within the Foundation, and other important 
information. 


Before his disappearance, he wrote another letter and gave it to one 
of his coordinators, which has been passed down from one ISD 
director to the next. The current director was kind enough to provide 
me with the letter for me to read off of, which is what I've had in my 
hands for a while now. 


To my Intelligence Coordinator, 


3 


Everything that | have foreseen has come to fruition, and the co 
Council is slowly deteriorating from within, and is therefore affec 
been hectic for you, but | am prepared to offer you a promotion | 
spoken with the Administrator and O5-Head, and they are in full 
no longer be an active member of the Council, let alone the Fou 


| am disassembling the Intelligence Community as soon as poss 
not in my authority to declare such, or for lack of a better word, | 
Administrator and O5-Head. Everything | am doing and about to 
aside, | have reason to believe that with the Council's compromi 
affected as well. Therefore, the Intelligence Community will be o 
further damage: 


* Intelligence Agency, IA, tasked with maintaining informatic 
efforts with the Department of External Affairs, and other « 

¢ Records and Information Security Administration, RAISA, 
official documents, records and information, classification, 

* Internal Security Department, ISD, tasked with enforcing F 
Foundation, while operating incognito investigations of col 
security and integrity within the Foundation. Additional tas 
tomorrow, for one last time. 


I've already assigned who goes to where, and who will be direct 
you complete control and protection for any decision you make i 


Council's decisions over those agencies as a whole. The O5-He 
structures, and regulations, be set for all of them before the end 


Setting up IA and RAISA won't be an issue. | know that for a fac 
controversial decision to even consider the creation of the IC's It 
being succeeded by ISD, and made into its own separate entity 
structure and proper protocol can be determined, but | am worri 
and who will represent it. 


| sent you an email over the secured IC network, which includes 
things go down hill. In that list, I've also included names of peop 
list whenever you wish to. As for recruitment methods, departme 
recommend contacting O5- , O5- , the O5-Head, and the ISD D 


| wish you luck, — . Continue the line of secrecy and integrity w! 


Ab origine, 


THIS MESSAGE WAS FROM THE EXEC 


Secure. Contain. | 


If you're confused in any of this, allow me to help you recalibrate. 


Aaron was among the first generation of O5s, if not, the first five. He 
was also the last person among the founders whom continued 
actively serving in the Council for years to come, and was the only 
one remaining when everyone else had left. This means that 
whatever he predicted, whenever he predicted it, has already 
happened, and is only getting worse. 


That being said, Aaron didn't disappear. He merged with the living 
embodiment of the Foundation itself; he became the body and the 
soul of the Foundation. Ever-present, virtually immortal. Everything 
the Foundation has ever contained, is containing, and ever will 
contain, is known only by Aaron himself, and therefore, the 
intelligence apparatuses. He erased himself from existence, and in 


the process, was made into a martyr. 


Our task,— and now yours,— is to secure the order that was kept in 
place for decades. To contain the protection of both our security and 
information. To protect the continuation that is the SCP Foundation. 


It's not rocket science when trying to figure out how all this 
corruption, nonsense, and noncompliance to basic Foundation 
policy, managed to implant itself within the Foundation, and 
especially among us, above others. And when this happens, 
everything else is affected with it. Containment Procedures, official 
documents, reports, divisions, site command, assistant staff, all the 
way up to even the O5-Head himself, could be compromised to this 
man-made disease, if they are not compromised already. 


The Internal Security Department was made for the sole intention of 
preserving and maintaining the order of the Foundation's cause and 
existence. It was made for the sole intention of preserving 
everything that Aaron and Administrator had created, and therefore, 
that the Foundation has created. We are our own embodiment of the 
Foundation; of those who seek prosperity, justice, and order, among 
the chaos. We are the will of the Foundation. 


At the end of the day, that is our job. We are the roots of the 
Foundation. They cannot, and will not, be pulled from beneath us. 
You understand this now, don't you? 


You're uncertain. Let me re-explain your position here. 


Your job is important. You are important. They may not 
understand it, and you might not even understand it. But 
| do. This is where your story begins, and it will be where 
it ends; wrapped in a cold embrace, and never let go. 


What you just read, which was not intended for you, was 
made to last for generations to come. It was not meant to 
be kept a secret, because nothing can ever be kept in 
the dark forever. The Foundation is compromised, and 
there is nothing that anyone or anything can do about it. 


Not the Council, not the Intelligence Community, and not 
you. 


However, do not let that interject with your intentions or 
moral. Because while the Foundation may be losing its 
grip, you will not. Internal Security may cease to exist— 
and therefore the Foundation— but you will not. You 
were not raised like the rest of them. You were not 
manipulated. You are aware of your surroundings. Like 
an eagle on the hunt, you know where to look. 


While the intelligence community manages to barely hold 
on to itself, as the mindset of human nature begin to 
corrupt their morals, you will hold on. You are armed with 
both sword & shield, and you— and only you— are given 
the leisure to determine when and how you use either.