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Item#: 5673

Level2

Containment Class:
safe

Secondary Class:
none

Disruption Class:
dark

Risk Class:
notice

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SCP-5673 (right) and a shed belonging to PoI-6029

Assigned Site
Site Director
Research Head
Assigned Task Force

Provisional Site-5673
(Acting Dir.) J. Rebecca Maxon
D. Abigail Cathe
Zeta-22 "Tree Huggers"

PoI-6029

Special Containment Procedures: The area surrounding SCP-5673 has been cordoned and classified as Provisional Site-5673. Two members of Stationary Task Force Zeta-22 ("Tree Huggers") are to be present on-site at all times for the purposes of escorting SCP-5673-A to their desired location. In the event that SCP-5673 or SCP-5673-A is observed by veiled civilians, Class-A amenstics are to be administered.
PoI-6029 is permitted to interact with SCP-5673 as desired.
Description: SCP-5673 is a common oak tree, located in a forest near Cadillac, Michigan.
SCP-5673-A refers to a short, humanoid, arborian entity that grows from the branches of SCP-5673. This process occurs daily and continuously, beginning with a thick stem attaching the entity to its branch, growing the rest of SCP-5673-A's body from the head down. At 17:00, SCP-5673-A will detach itself from SCP-5673, and fall to the ground. Fully grown, SCP-5673-A stands at 1.5 meters, and is composed entirely of a material resembling the bark of SCP-5673. These entities grow independently of one another, and the growth of another will not begin until the first entity is detached from its branch.
Once grown, SCP-5673-A will walk 3.4 kilometers to the summit of a nearby hill and situate itself into the ground using root-like tendrils that emerge from the entity's feet. Over the next two minutes, SCP-5673-A will wither, its body reduced into a hot ash. This continues until SCP-5673-A has been completely destroyed. Attempts to remove or disturb SCP-5673-A during this ritual have resulted in the entity immediately being reduced to this substance. A chemical analysis of the ash has revealed it to be similar in composition to tree sap.
SCP-5673 is located on the property of August Fidel, an artist and sculptor — designated PoI-6029.
Addendum.5673.1: Profile of PoI-6029

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August Fidel, born November 12th, 1938, is a sculptor and visual artist residing in Cadillac, Michigan. Several of his works are displayed in public parks and plazas throughout the town. His art explores themes of companionship juxtaposed with surreal visuals, and often blends natural materials —such as dirt, crystals, and honeycomb — with unnatural, man made elements.
From 1961 to 2010, PoI-6029 was married to Sonia Currie, a fellow artist who became known for her landscape paintings and photography, which often focused on floral and botanical subjects. Beginning in 2005, she operated a floral outlet in Cadillac, as well as a complimentary website, YouTube channel, and message board for gardening hobbyists —all under the name 'Floral Reef'.
On 2010/8/12, PoI-6029 reported the death of Sonia Currie, who had apparently succumbed to heart disease. When authorities arrived at his residence, no body could be found, and PoI-6029 claimed that the cadaver had vanished minutes before their arrival. The event attracted minor attention before coming under the purview of the Foundation (See Incident-6029-A1). Investigations into the disappearance, both Veiled and local, proved inconclusive, and charges against PoI-6029 were dropped due to a lack of evidence as well as witness testimonies of Sonia Currie's diagnosed peripheral artery disease.
In 2018, a claim of a 'walking tree' seen by a hiker in the Cadillac area was intercepted by the Foundation through paranormal message boards. After a brief interview and amnesticization, the Foundation was led to the Opogo forest. PoI-6029 is the area's only inhabitant, living on a small, isolated property. Further observation reports revealed the presence of SCP-5673, located adjacent to a shed owned by PoI-6029. Foundation Agent Maxon made contact under the guise of an art magazine interested in an interview. A transcript of these events can be found below.

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Addendum.5673.2: Interview Log

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AUDIO LOG

DATE: 2018/06/18

»BEGIN LOG«
Agent Maxon approaches the secluded residence of PoI-6029 and knocks on the door. SCP-5673 is seen in the peripheral.
Agent Maxon: Mr. Fidel? It's Gold Quarterly.
PoI-6029: (Distant) Oh, coming. Just give me a second!
PoI-6029 opens the door and introduces himself to Agent Maxon. Maxon enters the cabin, which is filled with sculptures, artistic supplies, plants, and photographs. PoI-6029 leads her to a seat.
PoI-6029: Honey tea? I used to sell it in town, back when I went in town, that is. (Laughs)
Agent Maxon: No, no thank you. It smells great, though.
PoI-6029 prepares himself a cup of tea. He asks Maxon a few brief questions about the magazine she writes for, and sits down. Extraneous dialogue removed.
Agent Maxon: Alright, so, you've been remarkably quiet the past few years. Your last piece unveiled to the public was… The Illusion in 2014, correct? How have you been keeping yourself busy?
PoI-6029: 2014, yes… yes, that sounds about right. I've lost interest in the public in recent years. I've lost interest in giving my art away. First and foremost, I create for myself these days. It wasn't always liked that. When I was younger, you were a sell-out if you cared more about who was buying your pieces, but you go ask anyone who does what I do why they're doing it. It's passion, but it's a living, too. The money comes in, I get to do as I please. If it doesn't…
Agent Maxon: Everything around me, was all of this created in the years since you've retreated from the public eye?
PoI-6029: I wouldn't call much of that 'created'. They're half-realized, maybe-there ideas that I never have the strength to see through. I'll start 10 and finish none. Wake up the next day and do it all over again. When something is created, it's finished. These (Gestures), these are not.
Agent Maxon: Has your creative process always incorporated a form of artist's block? How have you dealt with these feelings in the past?
PoI-6029: Oh, oh no, not at all. I used to be intensive. Focus on one project until it was finished, and then move on. See your work through. That's advice I'd give any creative types. When you get to be my age, you start thinking about how much time you have left here, and that can lead to some unnatural behaviors. (Laughs) I've been frantic, trying to make everything I want, and I'm ending up with none of it finished. When Sonia— (Pauses), well, it wasn't always like that.
Agent Maxon: I see. What would you say—
A loud noise is heard outside PoI-6029's window. PoI-6029 is startled.
Agent Maxon: Everything alright out there?
PoI-6029: (Pauses) Of course. Where were, what were we talking about now?
Agent Maxon gets up from her seat and looks out the window. PoI-6029 follows.
Agent Maxon: Sounds like it came from that shed.
PoI-6029: It's nothing. I keep old sculptures, supplies, etcetera in there. Things fall all the time. I'm telling you—
An SCP-5673-A entity is seen walking across the yard.
Agent Maxon: (Points) And what about that?
The two exit the house. PoI-6029 frantically attempts to get Agent Maxon to continue the interview.
Agent Maxon: Well? You don't seem too shocked about the walking plant person.
PoI-6029: You need to go. I don't have much, but I have enough to guarantee your silence. Count on that.
Agent Maxon: Mr. Fidel, I'm an admirer of yours, and I'm intrigued. Please, if you can, share this experience with me.
PoI-6029: (Pauses) I'm going to be ruined.
Agent Maxon: Not a word of it will get out. It'll be kept solely between us. Please?
PoI-6029 follows the SCP-5673-A specimen as it approaches the woods.
PoI-6029: (Gestures) Follow me. I suppose I don't have a choice.
Agent Maxon and PoI-6029 follow the entity in silence through the woods for about 10 minutes.
PoI-6029: It started a few weeks after she died.
Agent Maxon: Hm?
PoI-6029: Sonia, my wife. There's no doubt you've heard of the minor scandal her death caused. She battled her illnesses for a decade, and she was strong. Died while holding my hand, bedside. I called an ambulance, and when I came back into the room, she was gone. Vanished completely. I had some legal troubles, investigations, what have you. They couldn't prove anything and I couldn't either, so it was dropped. About a month later, when my property wasn't being swarmed by cops daily, a tree suddenly… grew overnight.
Agent Maxon: You believe the tree and your wife are connected?
PoI-6029: I know they are. Sonia loved plants, the earth, trees. She always talked about going home, to a forest of her own one day. I never knew what she meant until now.
Agent Maxon: What about (Gestures) the tree people? Where are we going, exactly?
PoI-6029: You'll see. Haven't figured them out yet myself. I think it's her way of communicating to me, but… they do the same thing, every day.
PoI-6029 explains the mechanics of SCP-5673 to Agent Maxon, including its growing cycle. Redundant dialogue removed. The two come to a clearing, with a hill overlooking a valley.
PoI-6029: Look.
SCP-5673-A stands atop the hill on a shoveled piece of land. Roots come out of its feet, and it anchors itself to the ground. The entity outstretches its arms above its head, and remains stationary. Beginning from the top of its body, SCP-5673-A turns to ash.
PoI-6029: I watch them do this every day. I feel like… when you lose someone, you do little rituals to remember them. I watch her drift away every afternoon. I'm always listening for what she has to say, but it's too loud out here. We're worlds apart.
Agent Maxon: I'm sorry for your loss, Mr. Fidel.
PoI-6029: Oh, it's okay. I'm lucky to have something as sacred as this. A tangible sign. I just wish it weren't indicative of her pain.
Agent Maxon: She could just be waiting. No sense in coming back to this world if she's going to be alone, right?
PoI-6029: You could look at it that way, but it's all speculation. I just watch over that tree, and attach my own feelings to it for comfort. There's no real sense to it all. Every day, it's going to wither.
Agent Maxon: It doesn't inspire you?
PoI-6029: (Shakes head) Sonia inspired me when she was here. We used to come up to this hill sometimes. Bring a picnic basket, a canvas, and something to drink. It was our own little world. She would always tease me for my style because I couldn't do realism. Unlike her landscapes and intricate flowers and… exact details. (Laughs) Look at her now.
Agent Maxon: My great grandmother lost her husband and passed away almost a year later. After he was gone, she stayed inside all day. Stopped knitting, stopped eating, stopped going to church. They were married for over 50 years, and I never saw them fight once. They really, truly loved each other, at least from what I saw. I can't imagine what a loss like that does to a person.
PoI-6029: I'm jealous. (Laughs) We fought all the time. They probably did too. No one is together for that long without having to argue it out a little to blow off steam sometime. Over art, over her garden, over the shop. It was never serious, and at the end of it, we still loved each other. Your grandparents were probably the same.
Agent Maxon: It's nice to think otherwise, right?
PoI-6029: (Laughs) And turn them into fairy-tale caricatures? I'd give anything to hear her tell me I left my paints in the kitchen again, or that Gabin got into the flower bed. There's so much noise, and none of it's worth listening to, so you tune yourself out from the world. I was ecstatic to have you over, in all honesty. I haven't had a visitor in years. There's no one who cares anymore, and with reason. I haven't made anything, and was only ever as good as my work. You don't produce, people forget about you, because they were never there for you, they just liked what you made. That's not a sin, but it's how things tend to work out. Coupled with, well, no one wanting to talk to an old man like me, and you have yourself a recipe for loneliness.
Agent Maxon: What do you do to pass the time? Besides this, you have to have something, right?
PoI-6029: I write memories. Probably kept me sharp over the years. If I don't want to forget something, I write it down. Important events, lazy days, dates, things she said to me. Always with as much detail as possible, though I might embellish sometimes. When I want to relive better days, I'll break out the old pictures, and read what I've written down. She's alive in there, for as long as I am.
Agent Maxon: I journal too. Introspection like that… it pays off with my job. You end up with a better grasp of yourself. Something to hold onto when you feel disillusioned with the world. I've seen people change, sometimes overnight and sometimes it takes you years to realize they're not who they used to be. I'm scared of losing myself, you could say.
PoI-6029: I didn't realize journalism carried such a burden these days. (Laughs)
Agent Maxon: More you know, right?
PoI-6029 lights a cigarette. The last pieces of SCP-5673-A wither away. He turns around, and gestures for Maxon to follow him. The two make their way back.
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Researcher's Note:
Due to the subject's familiarity with SCP-5673 over an extended period of time, amnesticization of PoI-6029 is out of the question. I would not recommend attempting to transport the anomaly either, because of the potential damages that can occur.
I am hereby requesting that myself and two members of a stationary task force take residence with PoI-6029 for the purposes of protection and research regarding SCP-5673. PoI-6029 will be kept from the public eye, under strict surveillance. - Agent Maxon

Notice from Site-11 Provisional Research Sector:
Request granted. Supplemental documentation will be forwarded to you in the near future.

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Addendum.5673.3: Interview Log

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AUDIO LOG

DATE: 2018/06/25

»BEGIN LOG«
Agent Maxon knocks on the door of PoI-6029. Two stationary task force members stand beside her. PoI-6029 opens the door and welcomes the group. The interior of PoI-6029's residence is notably cleaner than last time. Sculptures and paintings are arranged in a more tasteful way, and several shelves have been constructed, housing objects that were previously strewn across the residence.
Agent Maxon: Sorry August, I hope you don't mind the extra company.
PoI-6029: (Laughs) Fellow journalists, right?
Agent Maxon: (Laughs) Right.
PoI-6029: Hey, I told you. I understand you government types. As long as you aren't taking away Sonia, you can stay here as long as you like, and get done whatever it is you need to do.
Agent Maxon: We're just here for the sake of journalism.
PoI-6029: And I'm a world renowned artist. Honey tea?
Agent Maxon: I'm -
PoI-6029 leaves and then produces a tray of honey tea from the kitchen. He serves it to the group. The two task force members disperse after taking the cups, exiting through the back door to research SCP-5673.
PoI-6029: I appreciate the company, Jackie, I really do. It's nice having people around here again. You've helped clean and organize so much already, not that there isn't a ways to go, but still. Thank you very much.
Agent Maxon: Any time. Glad to make things a little more lively for you.
PoI-6029: Would you believe me if I said that I started working on something again?
Agent Maxon: (Pauses) Really?
PoI-6029: Mm. In there.
PoI-6029 points to a sheet-covered object in the kitchen.
Agent Maxon: Can I… can we see it?
PoI-6029: Well, it's not done yet! You can see it when it's finished.
Agent Maxon: If it's finished.
PoI-6029: Oh… I'll finish it, don't you worry. It's the first time in years I've been truly motivated to create, and it's all thanks to you. I appreciate having you around, Jackie, even if I'm not privy to whatever it is you're really doing here. But you're going to love it, the art, I mean.
Agent Maxon: I'll look forward to seeing it. Was it the organizing that kicked you back into action?
PoI-6029: The cleaning, the organizing, the talking. I told you, this place has been empty without Sonia, and adding just an ounce of life to it is working wonders.
Agent Maxon: Oh, well, we're glad to provide. (Laughs) Almost 5, isn't it?
PoI-6029: (Checks watch) It is. Hold on, I'll be right back.
PoI-6029 exits the room and returns with a photo album.
Agent Maxon: Pictures?
PoI-6029: Personal album. I thought it was lost until we found it the other day while clearing out the shed. I'll be able to attach an image to some of that writing I do. Besides, I need an excuse to talk about myself.
PoI-6029 flips through the album and stops on a picture of an elderly Sonia Currie gardening.
Agent Maxon: Sonia?
PoI-6029: One of the last ones I took of her. Might be the last one. It's nothing extravagant, just one of our everyday, quiet things. You never realize how special until they are until you don't do them anymore.
Agent Maxon: Used to drive to work every day. Same location, same redundant 40 minute drive. Would you believe as soon as I got out of that place I started missing it? Routine is comforting, I know.
PoI-6029: Speaking of, you want to head out? She'll be sprouting any minute now.
Agent Maxon: Of course.
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Addendum.5673.4: Interview Log

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AUDIO LOG

DATE: 2018/07/12

»BEGIN LOG«
Agent Maxon approaches PoI-6029, who is on the hill where SCP-5673-A withers, sitting on a chair.
Agent Maxon: Hey, you still up here? It's nearly midnight.
PoI-6029: Jackie? Oh… I must've lost track of time.
Agent Maxon: You fall asleep or something? (Laughs)
PoI-6029: No, no. I'm just watching.
Agent Maxon: The stars? It's nice out tonight. Bit of a breeze. You okay?
PoI-6029: (Pauses) Thank you for everything you've done the past few weeks. Here I thought I was going to die forgotten and alone, but I'm glad I held on for you and your people. You've given me the tiny push I needed to do this one last thing.
Agent Maxon: Your sculpture, yeah? Is it finished?
PoI-6029: It is. I'll show it to you tomorrow. My last work. (Laughs)
Agent Maxon: Aw, don't say that. You got plenty of time left. You're just getting back into the swing of things, August. You can't stop now, you got too many fans. (Laughs)
PoI-6029 shakes his head.
PoI-6029: I've been seeing her a lot more at night, in dreams. I'm ready to see her again in person. When Sonia died, she would always talk about how her time was up. Never understood how she knew, but now… you just know. I'm ready, Jackie, I'm ready to see her smile, and feel her arms around me again. I'm ready to see her bloom. (Pauses) Can I ask you something?
Agent Maxon: Sure.
PoI-6029: We've beat around the bush enough. You're not journalists, and I'm not even sure if you're government. Sonia's tree has shown me that there's still wonder to be found in the world, even at my age. But it's a secret wonder, one beyond my comprehension. One I knew I couldn't share. You understand it though, with your tests and samples, recording equipment and such. Who are you people? What secrets do you know?
Agent Maxon: You know I can't tell you that.
PoI-6029: Hm. Figured that much (Laughs) I thought I'd ask before it was too late. There's still a little bit of curiosity left in me, about whether or not this is all there is, and what comes after.
Agent Maxon: Well, I can't tell you with this thing on. (Gestures to recording device.)
At this point, the feed is disrupted. The recording equipment is pointed to the sky and the audio is turned off. Agent Maxon explained this as an accidental bumping of the camera. She has provided no explanation for the lack of audio. The duration of this disruption lasts for twenty minutes. When the feed returns, Maxon and PoI-6029 are walking back to the residence.
Agent Maxon: Well?
PoI-6029: Thank you. It seems there's still more for me to learn. It's kind of comforting. Life goes on.
Agent Maxon: Life goes on, sometimes.
Agent Maxon and PoI-6029 reach the residence.
PoI-6029: I think I'll go straight to bed. No card games tonight.
Agent Maxon: That's alright. You sure you're good?
PoI-6029: (Nods) Just tired.
Agent Maxon: That's fine. I think the other two are down at a bar in town. Gotta go pick them up, you know how it is. I'll be back in a few hours, so don't be alarmed if you hear the doors opening.
PoI-6029 shakes Agent Maxon's hand.
PoI-6029: Thank you, Jackie.
Agent Maxon: No problem. (Pauses) August, I'll see you in the morning. Looking forward to your new piece. Night.
PoI-6029: Goodnight.
PoI-6029 turns around and enters his residence. Agent Maxon walks away from the site.
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Researcher's Note: At some time during the night, PoI-6029 died in his sleep. We found his body in the morning and confirmed it with the Site-11. We were in the process of sorting things out and I went into the kitchen for a second. I came back, and the body of PoI-6029 had vanished. Neither Chalmers or Darbonelli saw anything either. We held a small service for him, between the three of us. This has not appeared to affect SCP-5673, as SCP-5673-A sprouted and walked to the hill as expected. The full report is attached below.
- Agent Maxon

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Addendum.5673.5: Incident Log

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A week after the death of PoI-6029, the growth of a second SCP-5673-A entity alongside the first was observed in SCP-5673's daily growth cycle. The entities, after fully growing, detached from SCP-5673 and walked their anticipated path. Upon reaching the hill, the two entities embraced. Their limbs grew, stretching and contorting until they fully resembled a tree. No anomalous properties have been observed, and the object is an otherwise ordinary tree.

The tree created by both SCP-5673-A entities

'A Forest For Ourselves' by August Fidel

Following this, SCP-5673 has not been observed to grow any more SCP-5673-A entities. Reclassification from safe to neutralized remains pending.
PoI-6029's final work of art was a metal sculpture. An inscription on the plaque reads as follows:

A FOREST FOR OURSELVES:
DEDICATED TO SONIA
AND TO THOSE WHO HELPED ME, THANK YOU

A small note written by PoI-6029 and placed near the sculpture indicated that the object was to be donated to Cadillac, Michigan. Agent Maxon saw through the request.

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Item #: SCP-5675
Object Class: Safe

Chicago Department of Streets and Sanitation garbage truck, similar to those involved in SCP-5675 events.

Special Containment Procedures: Though SCP-5675 events have ceased following the arrest of PoI-5675, the neighborhood is to remain under surveillance as a precautionary measure against similar phenomena.
PoI-5675 is currently incarcerated at a federal facility under UIU surveillance. Anomalous or otherwise suspicious activities are to be reported to the Foundation immediately under the Foundation and UIU's intelligence-sharing protocol.

Description: SCP-5675 is a phenomenon affecting residents of Chicago's Douglas neighborhood. SCP-5675 presents as a cognitohazardous anomaly, through which individuals display adverse psychological responses to garbage collection vehicles operated by the Chicago Department of Streets and Sanitation.
Symptoms of SCP-5675 include paranoia, anxiety attacks, and in several cases myoclonic seizures. In all occurrences of this phenomenon, the affected individual has reported an acrid smell not typically associated with refuse.
The first known incidence was on the morning of 2015/06/03, wherein approximately two hundred Douglas residents reported to local medical services and emergency rooms. SCP-5675 continued, with only the vehicles assigned to the weekly Douglas collection round triggering SCP-5675. Since Foundation observation began, an incident occurred once per week until 2015/11/08 (see Addendum-1). In all cases, an amnestic aerosol was dispersed over the neighborhood and its surrounding environs using an agricultural aircraft.
PoI-5675 is Robert Brigham Jr., a local resident with an interest in thaumaturgy and ritualistic practices. Brigham was first identified as a person of interest after triangulation of SCP-5675 events; the most severe symptoms had been seen in individuals near the apartment building where Brigham lived.

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- Addendum-1: Investigation

The first SCP-5675 events began approximately one month after eleven year-old Grace Fontaine went missing from the city's North Lawn area in May 2015. Her disappearance was ruled an abduction by the Federal Bureau of Investigations, though no suspects had been identified prior to PoI-5675's arrest.

Statement given by Lena Fontaine at press conference the night following her niece's disappearance:

I've got a few things to say to the city of Chicago tonight, on behalf of my sister Joan and her husband Markus. First, the whole family would like to thank everyone who gave their time — hours of their time — to help search for our Grace. Whatever the outcome, whatever lies ahead, we are indebted to your efforts.
Second thing, which should go without saying, is something that you've no doubt been hearing time and time again. However, I'd like to reiterate: if anyone knows anything, and I mean anything, that might help us in our search for Grace, do not hesitate to get in touch with the authorities.
Once again, we thank everybody who's aided in the search so far. Be that combing the streets or sharing posts on social media, you're real angels. I'm gonna hand back to the Commissioner right now. God bless. Let's get our baby back.

The Foundation's investigation into SCP-5675 drew the attention of the FBI's Unusual Incidents Unit. The UIU was keen to establish whether Fontaine's disappearance was linked to the emergence of SCP-5675 and took over the Fontaine investigation from the wider FBI. NOTE: Foundation reservations regarding intelligence sharing with the UIU are currently under review; it is possible that had information about SCP-5675 been passed to UIU contacts earlier on, a connection between SCP-5675 and the Fontaine investigation may have been identified sooner.
On 2015/11/08, the apartment of Robert Brigham Jr. was raided by MTF Iota-10 (“Damn Feds”) in conjunction with the UIU. MTF Eta-10 ("See No Evil") was also present, due to the potential risk of cognitohazardous phenomena.1
Brigham was detained without incident and taken into joint Foundation/FBI custody. Investigators discovered, along with literature relating to various thaumaturgical practices, the polished skull of a young human female. Genetic analysis confirmed that it belonged to Grace Fontaine. A bag containing approximately one kilogram of biological matter was also recovered from the apartment's refrigerator.
Following Brigham's arrest, SCP-5675 events have ceased and the anomaly has been reclassified as Neutralized.

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- Addendum-2: Interview Log

Interviewed: Robert Brigham Jr.
Interviewer: Agent Laura Dunnings, UIU
Foreword: Due to the discovery of Fontaine's remains, the UIU wished to conduct an interview in accordance with Brigham having become an FBI homicide suspect. Two Foundation operatives were present during the interrogation.
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Agent Dunnings: Mr Brigham?
Robert Brigham Jr.: Junior.
Agent Dunnings: So, Mr Brigham, to cut to the chase: We're almost certain you abducted Grace Fontaine.
Robert Brigham Jr.: Well I'm not gonna, like, deny it or anything; I mean, you found her skull sitting on my mantelpiece like it was granny's fine china.
Agent Dunnings: I've only mentioned abduction. You do understand, Mr Brigham, that your statement constitutes a confession to murder?
Robert Brigham Jr.: I understand completely.
Agent Dunnings: And, while we're at it, you want to tell me why you kept the skull?
Robert Brigham Jr.: It's like a… like a trophy, I guess. A little something to remember my endeavour by. I polished her all clean - that's to buff the bad spirits right out, so they say.
Agent Dunnings: They?
Robert Brigham Jr.: Occultists. Magic people. They've got stories… bad things happening to people who abuse their guidance. Karma, you might call it. And I guess this is it.
Brigham gesticulates at the room.
Agent Dunnings: Just so we're clear — you're talking about the texts we found in your apartment, correct?
Robert Brigham Jr.: Ah, the spellbooks?
Agent Dunnings: Officially, we prefer the phrase “thaumic literature”. But go on.
Robert Brigham Jr.: Well, I've dabbled. Just another of my peculiar hobbies.
Agent Dunnings: You've dabbled?
Robert Brigham Jr.: I'm no wizard, ma'am. I couldn't tell you any thermic… thermal… whatever you wanna call spells off the top of my head. Ain't no use without my books.
Agent Dunnings: When you say about people who "abuse" this… magic — were you engaging in thaumic practices when you murdered Grace Fontaine?
Robert Brigham Jr.: I might have… whispered a sweet something or two into her ear. Something to get her to calm down. She was scared shitless - kicking, screaming, all the way back from North Lawn in the back of my car. Screaming for someone to save her, to find her, "don't hurt me!" and all that-
Agent Dunnings: And did it work? The spell, or whatever you want to call it?
Robert Brigham Jr.: I mean, I told you I'm not a wizard. She quit squealing, yeah, but kept squirming. Like her mind was somewhere else. That's why I had to… had to hit her with the…
Agent Dunnings: So that's how she died? You hit her with… what, exactly?
Robert Brigham Jr.: A shovel, I think. Keep one in my truck in case of a Chicago winter. I weren't going to kill her right away. Might not have killed her at all, in fact, but desperate times call for desperate—
Agent Dunnings: So where's the rest of her, then? What did you do with the body?
Robert Brigham Jr.: Between my little ornament and what your buddy pulled outta the fridge, you got her.
Agent Dunnings: No, the rest of her.
Robert Brigham Jr.: I broke her down. Teeny-tiny little pieces. I been putting bits of her out with my trash every garbage day. Good luck combing the landfills if you wanted to, like, stitch her back together or something.
Agent Dunnings: And you didn't think to… get rid of these so-called karmic spirits from what was left of the body?
Robert Brigham Jr.: Polishing bone's one thing, ma'am, but the best I could do with the other… stuff was dice her up and sneak her out. Thought it was done and dusted until you came knocking at my door. And, I'll tell you — if I'd not been brought in, I'd have done it all over again.
The room is silent for a moment while Agent Dunnings and the observing Foundation personnel take notes.
Agent Dunnings: Thank you, Mr Brigham. I think that's enough for now, but I'll be speaking to you again soon.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: Brigham was charged with the first-degree murder of Grace Fontaine. Occult literature recovered from Brigham's home corroborates the suggestion that an incantation was performed during Fontaine's abduction with the intention of "calming" his target. Thaumaturgical experts believe that this particular incantation was capable of inducing a side effect not mentioned in the texts, in which the affected victim instead expresses fear and panic through the transmission of ontokinetic energy.

Footnotes
1. Personnel were supplied with countermemetic and ontokinetic-resistant equipment.

« SCP-5674 | SCP-5675 | SCP-5676 »


Item#: 5676

Level3

Containment Class:
euclid

Secondary Class:
none

Disruption Class:
dark

Risk Class:
notice

link to memo

Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-5676 is to be contained within a standard Oubliette-class Anomaly Womb cell1 pending further developments. Heart rate and brain activity are to be monitored, and X-rays taken weekly. These tasks, including nutrition and waste management, are to be handled remotely via an automated system. No contact is to be initiated with SCP-5676 without the express permission of Dr. De Weger.
In the event of host death, G-class "Anomaly Birth" scenario, other sudden changes in host status, or forseeable approach of any of these events, anomaly is to be observed and tested anew, and containment procedures revised accordingly.
SCP-5676-1 is to remain in total isolation indefinitely.

Description:
SCP-5676 is a potentially sentient cardiac tumor that bears a strong visual resemblance to popular, primarily American depictions of Jesus Christ.
SCP-5676-1 is a 23-year-old Caucasian American female with no prior recorded medical issues. SCP-5676 is located partially in and around SCP-5676-1's heart. Preliminary incisions and examinations yielded the conclusion that safe removal of SCP-5676 from its host was possible at time of initial examination, but doing so would have led to the item's "death". As of ██/██/2021, SCP-5676 has grown significantly enough that safe removal is no longer possible.
SCP-5676-1 was not raised in a Christian household, nor educated at a nominally Christian school. Questioning of SCP-5676-1 revealed that the subject only began to notice physical discomfort following an interaction with a "tall androgynous person in a wide-brimmed black hat and priest's collar", hereby designated PoI-56762. PoI-5676 approached SCP-5676-1 in an otherwise nondescript parking lot and initiated a conversation about the Church of Latter Day Saints. Even when subjected to interrogation, SCP-5676-1 did not recall many specifics, other than PoI-5676 ending the conversation with the phrase "The Lord is in all of our hearts". SCP-5676-1 noted an unusual sensation in the chest cavity later that day, but was not apprehended by Foundation personnel until nearly a month later.

5676.1: Detailed Observations
SCP-5676 exhibits highly irregular growth patterns, at times rapidly increasing in mass for currently unknown reasons. It is believed that the item began as an unremarkable (if rare) teratoma, and developed its anomalous appearance at a later date. As of ██/██/2021, the item measures approximately 4.5 by 1 by 0.5 inches - proportions consistent with the relative height, width and depth of an average human male. SCP-5676 is malformed, but displays features identifiable as facial hair, teeth, eyes, limbs, and thumbs3. SCP-5676 also appears to be wearing a white robe, red sash and sandals, but these are in fact composed of flesh, bone and cartilage. It, like its host, appears Caucasian and has blue eyes. It is unknown if these traits are inherited from SCP-5676-1.
SCP-5676 primarily holds itself in a "thumbs up" position, its face fixed in a wide smile. It has, however, been observed to move on more than one occasion. In initial open-chest surgery, SCP-5676 appeared to be affected by anesthesia administered to SCP-5676-1, and assumed a "sleeping" position. A second open-chest surgery was performed at a later date with minimum possible use of anesthetics, during which SCP-5676 was reported to have "smiled beatifically" at Dr. De Weger. De Weger later insisted that SCP-5676's mouth moved, but any speech would have been inaudible at the time.
SCP-5676 has been observed to grow in sporadic bursts. Despite extensive testing, the exact stimulus that causes these growth spurts remains unknown. The tumor visibly increased in mass in response to stimuli including but not limited to: bright light, loud noises, induced hemorrhaging, nutrition deprival, oxygen deprival, and sleep deprival. Dr. De Weger was unable to draw a conclusion after three months of testing, and was equally unable to determine the anomaly's root cause, whether it is transmissible, and whether its anomalous properties evolved over time. It is for these reasons that Dr. De Weger recommended SCP-5676 and its host be contained in total sensory isolation in an Anomaly Womb cell until the item's growth has plateaued. Based on current estimates, this intermediary period could last between three months and four years. It is thought that when SCP-5676-1 no longer complicates efforts, testing conducted on the anomaly's complete form will be far more conclusive.

+ Addendum

- Addendum

The nature of the cancer is that of metastasis. The item in question is, as of yet, like a child - we do not know what form it might take, what butterfly may emerge once its cocoon is discarded. Our duty is simple: secure, yes; contain, certainly; but we must also protect. I am confident that there is more to be learned from SCP-5676 that we have simply not yet been able to grasp. Understanding is the key to control, and this matter I am most, most determined to understand.
- Dr. Ethan De Weger.

+ Addendum 2

- Addendum 2

Concerns have been raised by the Ethics Committee, so this addendum should clear up some matters.
Prior to current containment, SCP-5676-1 was informed of the details of its upcoming containment procedures as per Ethics Committee guidelines. At this stage there was in fact sudden violent resistance and desperate protestation from the host.4 Ethics Committee members should note that the item risked damage as a result of this reaction, and as such I recommend rethinking the guidelines for this sort of situation. Nonetheless, SCP-5676-1 was rapidly lowered into the Anomaly Womb cell and sealed into containment, which quickly restricted movement and ensured the item's safety.
SCP-5676 has been in current containment for eleven months. Despite no vocalizations from SCP-5676-1 in over seven months, and brain activity levels indicating a debilitating increase in discomfort/pain from the anomaly's expansion, the anomaly's host remains conscious and stable. X-rays clearly show that SCP-5676's growth is progressing at a steady and healthy rate. According to our data, this is greatly aided by a near total lack of movement from the item's host, which has helped to stabilise growth patterns.
I am confident in the safety of the item. I hope this assuages the concerns of the Ethics Committee, and I look forward to sharing our ultimate findings.
- Dr. Ethan De Weger.

Footnotes
1. New as of 2020, the Anomaly Womb cell series is a fully controlled environment intended to contain items that are currently undergoing a process of rapid change.
2. Searches for PoI-5676 have thus far returned no results.
3. The "fingers" are currently fused together, but it is expected that they will separate as the item grows.
4. By contrast, previous signs of extreme depression and mental distress resulted in a satisfactorily docile state throughout most of the testing period.

« SCP-5675 | SCP-5676 | SCP-5677 »


1/25/2038

Our team just got put on the 5678 project. Seems pretty big. But maybe it just seems big to me because of the way that number is represented in our counting system. Still, something about it seems significant. And of course it might be renumbered later, so who knows.

Specifically, we're working on chronicling the destruction of Site-27 on the 19th and all that entails. Yeah, that whole mess. Ramsey said she wants me to take point on the documentation this time. If I had to guess why, I bet she's got like five projects that she's been asked to put on the back burner to focus on this and you know her, she doesn't like to leave things unfinished. Ramsey always says "start with that which you know to be certain" and we're still in the dark about a lot of this, so I'm starting with the Chao interview. It just happened, I was there, and I know Al slightly better than most. From there I'll probably go through the other GOI statements, figure out how we as a Foundation define it, etc. etc. Shouldn't be too hard.

Daily Thoughts:
- How are SCPs numbered?
- What's so special about 5678? Is there anything special with 5678?

Addendum 5678.1: Interview with Al Chao

Interviewed: PoI-2149, "Al Chao"
Interviewer: Dr. Martina Ramsey
Foreword: Chao reached out to the Foundation following the events that occurred at Site-27 on 1/19/2038. Dr. Lupe De La Cruz was also present for this interview, having had prior experience with Chao.
<Begin Log>
Dr. Ramsey: Miss Alison Chao, thank you for-
PoI-2149: I'd prefer "Al," if you don't mind. And no mister, miss… bleh. None of that… whatever that is.
Dr. Ramsey: Very well then. Thank you for reaching out to us, Al. Your insight will no doubt prove valuable as we try to unravel the events of January 19th.
PoI-2149: Sure. Though I'm not sure just how valuable my testimony will actually be, I wasn't there for much of it. So what do you want to know?
Dr. Ramsey: Why don't you start with an account of what you witnessed, in your own words.
PoI-2149: So basically, I had just arrived on the scene, on that plateau overlooking your site. Site… twenty-nine?
Dr. Ramsey: Twenty-seven.
PoI-2149: Damn it, so close! In any case, from my vantage point I could see a bunch of people. You know, of course there were gocks, C-Is, some people who I can only assume were with the Hand. And of course, some of your guys were milling about outside. They were closest to the building.
Dr. Ramsey: Did you see how many?
PoI-2149: Of your people? I dunno, I didn't get a good headcount. Maybe about twenty? About ten researcher-looking-dudes and a few more of the scary agent guys. The, um, the task force guys. There were fewer of those guys though. Sorry, I'm not really sure.
Dr. Ramsey: That's alright. Please continue.
PoI-2149: Well, I had just gotten a quick look over everything and decided this was none of my business when it happened. The whole building just… [They make a motion with both hands, rising and then going out.] Pwoof! Exploded. Let me tell ya, seeing an explosion in real life? So much different than in a movie. Or on TV, like, Mythbusters or some shit. It stays with you. After that… I mean, I dunno, I panicked. I got the fuck out of there, as fast as I possibly could. Probably not the best look. But yeah, that's basically what happened.
Dr. Ramsey: Can you tell me when all of this happened?
PoI-2149: I arrived at the plateau a few minutes after 7:00, maybe 7:10. So the actual explosion must've been around 7:15 I guess? Maybe a few minutes after?
Dr. Ramsey: Now, mis- Al, we have intel that you have some connection to the group known to us only as "The Black Queen."
PoI-2149: Come on, you know I'm not going to talk about that.
Dr. Ramsey: We're just wondering if The Black Queen knew this would happen. Why were you there in the first place?
PoI-2149: Are you implying I had something to do with the explosion? [They turn to Dr. De La Cruz] Come on, Lupe, you know I wouldn't do anything like this.
Dr. Ramsey: Please, Al, we don't believe you had anything-
PoI-2149: I may not always agree with the Foundation, but I wouldn't do this!
Dr. Ramsey: Alright, Al, let me ask the question another way: what were you doing there? Why were you there right at the moment of destruction?
PoI-2149: [They look around the room, then sigh.] Look, even if The Black Queen exists, which I can't confirm or deny, I'm not a part of them. And even if I was, I wouldn't have gotten information about that day from them. A bunch of anomaly-related groups converging on one spot is bound to draw attention from anybody who knows what to look for. I was just there to ensure the safety of one person.
Dr. Ramsey: …And?
PoI-2149: He wasn't there. All good.
Dr. Ramsey: Alright. Before we end this interview, is there anything else you can tell us about that day?
PoI-2149: Let me think… Actually, yeah, there was one thing. I just remembered, there was somebody there with like, a large old-timey camera set up facing the building. I thought they were with the Hand at first, but come to think of it they weren't with the other Hand people. I don't know if that means anything, but…
Dr. Ramsey: We'll look into that. Thank you for coming in today, your insight is invaluable. Please, let us know if there's anything else you remember.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: Chao was released without incident. At this time, Chao has made no further attempts to reach out to the Foundation

1/26/2038

Al has given me a good baseline to work with. I feel bad about Ramsey ambushing them about the Black Queen stuff. Al is the only connection we have to the Black Queen, but it doesn't seem like they even know anything about her. Them. That group. Whatever.

Moving on from that tangent, I've been given access to a GOC memo shared with the Foundation. Hopefully, this will begin to patch up the holes in Al's testimony. I'll add that to the article and be well on my way to finishing this thing.

Daily Thoughts:
- Which is more trustworthy, the eyewitness account of an individual who was there, or a memo from a large organization whose compiler was nowhere close to the incident?
- Which is more trustworthy, the testimony of a close friend who may wish to show themself in a certain light, or the account of an organization with a very specific agenda to push?

Addendum 5678.2: Global Occult Coalition Memo
Following the events of 1/19/38, the Foundation reached out to the Global Occult Coalition asking about their involvement in the event. The Coalition sent back a partially redacted memo documenting the series of events from their perspective:

INTERNAL MEMO

23 January 2038

SUBJECT:
UTE-9372-████████ █████

Much has been made over our involvement with the events affecting former Foundation Site-27 on the 19th of January earlier this month. The following is intended to serve as a timeline of events as well as a description of what was witnessed by our own.

AT 7:00:24 GOC TEAM ███████, LED BY ████████████████, WAS DEPLOYED TO ███████ AN ANOMALY BELIEVED TO BE AROUND THE AREA
AT 7:09:14 GOC TEAM ███████ ARRIVED AT SITE-27 AND MADE CONTACT WITH MEMBERS OF THE SERPENT'S HAND
AT 7:10:22 FOUNDATION RESEARCHERS (13 COUNTED) AND AGENTS (10 COUNTED) BEGAN LEAVING THE BUILDING
AT 7:12:43 AGENTS OF THE CHAOS INSURGENCY ARRIVED
AT 7:13:59 GOC AGENTS BEGAN MOVING TOWARD EVACUATED FOUNDATION STAFF
AT 7:14:07 SITE-27 EXPLODED, CAUSING SEVERAL FOUNDATION CASUALTIES. BASED ON EYEWITNESS TESTIMONY, A CAMERA THAT WAS SET UP NEARBY WENT OFF SIMULTANEOUSLY
AT 7:17:55 SERPENT'S HAND MEMBERS TOOK DOWN THE CAMERA AND LEFT THE AREA
AT 7:24:42 CHAOS INSURGENCY MEMBERS LEFT THE AREA
AT 7:43:16 OFF SITE FOUNDATION MEMBERS ARRIVED TO CLEAR THE SCENE AND CONSULT GOC AS TO THE EVENTS THAT HAD JUST OCCURRED

The anomaly that breached containment has not been captured, and was not known to have been in Foundation custody at the time of deployment. Despite certain claims to the contrary, the GOC did not have anything to do with the destruction of Foundation Site-27. It was simply a case of wrong place, wrong time. At this time we are assisting the Foundation in figuring out what exactly occurred on January 19th, 2038, and setting things right.

1/27/2038

Awesome! We have a precise time now. Although it's a little weird that Al didn't mention the containment breach. In any case, thanks to the insight from the GOC, we have a more precise timeline. Still trying to get my hands on the camera. For now I'm gonna fill in details.

Scratch that, I've just received word from Ramsey that we've just gotten a message from the Serpent's Hand. She wants me to add it to the document immediately. Let's see what we've got here.

Daily Thoughts:
- Serpents don't have hands

Addendum 5678.3: Serpent's Hand Statement
On 1/27/38, the Foundation received a document from the Serpent's Hand Claiming responsibility for the SCP-5678. The document reads as follows:

Dust to Dustjackets: A Statement From The Serpent's Hand

The enlightened world has been in shock following the events of the Nineteenth of January in the year 2038. Information has leaked and dared to enlighten those who wished to open their eyes.
It is true that several of us were there, at Foundation Site-27 on that fateful day. We had planned to help release one of the Jailers' many prisoners, but by the time we arrived what we had been searching for was already liberated.
However, we were not to know that until after. We organized a jailbreak, causing a commotion amongst the Jailers, who came out to see what had happened. What happened next is something we truly regret.
We had hoped that the entire building had been cleared in the commotion, but it seems not all had been accounted for, and we had greatly underestimated the area of impact. We put the final part of our plan into motion, capturing a picture on That Which Will Show The Truth, and causing the subsequent implosion of the facility.
We regret our hasty execution of this plan, as well as the lives of the Jailers that were lost in the subsequent destruction. We watched as the building folded in on itself, and heard the screams of those who were certainly lost.
Rest assured that those of us responsible will be punished through the proper channels, and may very well be exiled from The Serpent's Hand.

1/28/2038

Well that throws a wrench in things. Implosion? Both Al and the GOC said that it was an explosion. It sounds like they're taking credit for something they know nothing about. But both Al and the GOC were also under the impression that they were there, so… what gives?

We finally got our hand on the camera, and confirmation from two GOIs that one of the photos was taken at the exact time of destruction ("That Which Will Show The Truth"), so im- or ex-plosion, we should be able to figure this out soon enough.

Daily Thoughts:
- Cameras, for the most part, are pretty reliable sources.

Addendum 5678.4: Photos from 5678-1

The following photos were taken by SCP-5678-1 and are unedited.

A picture of a now empty room at Site-19, previously used for testing with SCP-████.
✖

A picture of Researcher Woods with a neutral expression during initial testing.
✖

A picture of Site-27, confirmed to have been taken at 7:14:07 on January 19th, 2038.
✖

1/29/2038

Great news, by which I mean terrible news: the camera is anomalous. Figured as much when I finally saw the damn photos yesterday. We're trying to get in touch with Serpent's Hand, see if they'll be willing to explain what it does, because our experiments have yielded no useful results. Sometimes it changes the photo, sometimes it doesn't, and we only have one instance of it removing something from a photo. It usually just adds.

Whatever, I need to focus on the CI statement we got. Ramsey's been a bit more serious about me finishing this one lately. I can't tell why. Maybe with this statement can finally get an explanation as to what happened.

Daily Thoughts:
- The Serpents Hand are liars and so is the camera

Addendum 5678.5: Chaos Insurgency Report
Several days after the events of SCP-5678, Foundation agents intercepted a report from the Chaos Insurgency regarding the events of January 19th.

DeCIRO Catalogue Number: POR-38/024-423
Document Type: Post-Operation Summary Report
Date Received: 1-22-2038
Operation was a success. The Foundation Site was successfully disappeared by our operatives. The anomaly has been released, and the overseers are dead, just as planned. The Foundation is in shambles with no idea how to pick up the pieces.

1/30/2038

YOU CAN'T BOTH TAKE CREDIT FOR THE SAME THING, ASSHOLES. I'm getting so goddamn tired. And what do they mean, they "disappeared" it??? Did it blow up or collapse inward?! Pick one and stick with it! Stop trying to confuse me.

And the whole thing about trying to get rid of the overseers? That makes no sense. The overseers stay as far away from all anomalies as they can, and GOC and SH have confirmed a containment breach occurred, so why would the Overseers be at Site-27?

Ramsey received an email about 5678 that I have to read now. She's getting pretty worked up over this; we're both working on this project day and night now.

Daily Thoughts:
- Start with what you know to be certain:
     - Sometime around or after 7:14:07, Site-27 ceased to exist in some way, shape or form
     - The following organizations were certainly involved: The Chaos Insurgency, the Global Occult Coalition, The Serpent's Hand, The SCP Foundation
     - The camera was at Site-27 around the time of its… whatever, but did not give a clue as to what
- I rewatched Rashomon last night. No comment.

Addendum 5678.6: Global Occult Coalition Revision

From:
Alistair Murdoch <agentMurdochA@goconline>

To:
Researcher Martina Ramsey <sr.Ramsey.M@scipnet>

Subject:
January 19th

Date:
January 30th, 2038

Researcher Ramsey,

I heard you are the one to contact regarding the unfortunate events of January 19th. The GOC doesn't know I'm writing this email, but no doubt they will soon find out. I'm writing to correct some misconceptions that may have been spread to you by my organization.

In truth, we were not there to destroy the anomaly that breached containment, as previously stated by our organization; it was your Foundation that asked for our help in containing a highly volatile anomaly that had seemingly just breached containment. The entire affair was very secretive, we didn't even know what we were facing walking towards Site-27. We were told we would be briefed on site. Obviously, that never happened and… well, Site-27 is gone now. I wish I could tell you how, but I'm having trouble remembering it myself. Based on initial reports, we can confirm 13 Foundation casualties. I don't know why the GOC would keep this information from anyone. Or why, as I suspect, your Foundation would keep it from you.

I will say one more thing, however: we didn't see any indication of a containment breach until after Site-27 disappeared.

I hope this will prove useful to you in some way.

Alistair Murdoch

I

That's

What? We called in the GOC?? I suppose stranger things have happened, but not many. There's another SH thing I need to read, a response to our questions about the camera. Ramsey looks worse each day. I'm worried for her. I'm worried for me.

Daily Thoughts:
- The Foundation will go to any lengths necessary to protect normalcy
- The Foundation will hide any information from its staff. Especially those that need it most.

Addendum 5678.whatever: Serpent's Hand Revision
Now the Serpent's Hand has more information to add. Great.

Thank you for reaching out. Although I was initially surprised the Foundation wanted to talk, it quickly made sense when I realized what it was about. It seems some misinformation has been spreading about the events of January 19th, 2038 as well as the Serpent's Hand's role in those events, and as such I've taken it upon myself to clear up those misconceptions.
It's true that there were several members of the Hand who were at the Foundation site with the purpose of freeing a recently captured anomaly. However, my research indicates that their plan didn't work, but they remain adamant that they had some sort of impact. I don't think they're lying or deluding themselves.
The camera you retrieved that you asked about is a mysterious artifact. All we here know for certain is that it reveals the truth, even when that truth seems incompatible with its surroundings. We also know that it cannot possibly redact things from images, as you claim; it can only add to what is there. I truly hope you figure out the mysteries of the camera.
Finally, there is one piece of information that I believe would interest you. After the destruction of your site, witnesses saw a familiar figure walk up to the edge of the plateau, as if just arriving, and stand there for a few minutes as those below descended into chaos.
I hope this information will be of some help.
-L.S.

Nothing makes any goddamn sense anymore! Everything everyone is saying conflicts with each other. It was one thing when GOIs were debating about what they saw, but now people within those gois are claiming different things? What the hell happened that day?

I need to talk to Al.

Daily Thoughts:
- In Rashoman, the woodcutter confesses to stealing the dagger from the dead man's body. But the short story it was based on, In a Grove, features no such scene. Why was this changed for the movie? What does that say about objective truth?
- There are thirteen confirmed researcher casualties
- There are thirteen overseers

At some point researcher Lupe De La Cruz contacted Al Chao again and it sucked for everyone. I'll put this in another addendum at some point.

Al

We need to talk.

?

I dont think you were completely forthcoming when ramsey interviewed you

What?

Where's this coming from?

We've received more information from different groups. Somebody claims you only arrived at the scene after Site-27

Exploded?

Disappeared?

Whatever.

Well they're wrong

Or they're lying

I don't know whether to believe you.

Lupe, are you serious?

Look im not some paragon but i wouldnt fucking lie to you. not about something like this

But you would potentially lie about something else? like when you got there?

are you fucking kidding me

this is why nobody trusts the jailers, you find anyone who isnt you suspicious and you find any reason you can to be distrustful of them

let me know when my friend Lupe De La Cruz wants to talk to me and i'll be happy to go over the dumbest, minutest detail with you

because this isn't you. and i dont wanna talk to whoever this person is.

I definitely deserved that. I just need to finish this stupid document and be done. Ramsey and I are both looking haggard. We haven't even seen anyone in ages.

Daily Thoughts:
- Im a terrible friend
- I cant stop until I figure this out

Description: SCP-5678 refers to the destruction disappearance loss of Site-27 on January 19th, 2038. The Foundation suffered few many at least 13? an unknown number of casualties. Procuring and containing the information surrounding this event has proven difficult due to the anomalous nature of conflicting reports a misunderstanding inconsistencies in the event testimonies goddamned photo evidence understanding of the event.
SCP-5678-1 is a camera that produces anomalous photographs. SCP-5678-1 shows the truth. SCP-5678-1 only adds to images and does not take away, except for that time it redacted an image in the weirdest possible way. SCP-5678-1 was discovered after during in connection to the events comprising SCP-5678, and was recovered stolen? given to us by? retrieved from the Serpent's Hand.
SCP-5678-2 is an as of yet unidentified anomaly that escaped containment was jailbroken by the SH? never existed? breached Foundation custody before after around the time of the loss of Site-27
Site-27 is in ruins fine exploded imploded both at once? actually Site-01 gone for now.

Ramsey and I haven't heard from the higher-ups in weeks. Does that mean we're off the hook?

Daily Thoughts:
- If the overseer council is dead I can just go home and forget about all of this
- If the overseer council is dead who's been running the Foundation in the meantime?
- Are Ramsey and I the only ones left?

Special Containment Procedures: New information regarding SCP-5678 is to be forwarded to Researchers Martina Ramsey and Lupe De La Cruz as soon as possible. Previously gained information does not matter is contradictory is to be restricted to Level 4 clearance.
SCP-5678-1 is to be destroyed kept in a standard storage locker.
SCP-5678-2 is still at large uncontained seriously I can't find one scrap of evidence that this thing ever existed to be contained at earliest possible point.

Are we watching the dissolution of the Foundation?

Daily Thoughts:
- Perhaps the overseers are dead
- Perhaps they never existed
- I haven't seen Ramsey in days

Object Class: Neutralized?1

Object Class: Safe2

Object Class: Apollyon3

I don't understand any of it anymore.

Daily Thoughts:
-

- Start with that which you know to be certain.

Item #: SCP-5678

Footnotes
1. No, because we're still feeling the anomalous ramifications
2. This thing certainly isn't easily contained
3. …Am I watching the world end?

« SCP-5677 | SCP-5678 | SCP-5679 »


Item#: 5679

Level2

Containment Class:
keter

Secondary Class:
none

Disruption Class:
vlam

Risk Class:
notice

link to memo

SCP-5679 in the arms of Captain Mossen of the HMS [REDACTED] - 1943

Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-5679 is currently uncontainable. It is to be continuously tracked via the GPS tracker implanted onto the entity. Any ships affected by SCP-5679 are to be decommissioned or purchased by the Foundation and monitored until sinking. The vessel containing SCP-5679 may only be manned for 120 days since the initial manifestation. SCP-5679 is to be fed 50g of tinned tuna daily while the ship is manned, although this is not necessary for its survival.
Description:
SCP-5679 is an entity resembling Felis catus1 with mostly black fur, aside from a small patch of white underneath the chin. It weighs 3.1kg and is marginally smaller than typical Felis catus, though not outside the standard range. It has not been observed to age since initial discovery, and it appears to possess unnatural reflexes that render it effectively immune to damage. When unable to avoid damage, SCP-5679 will demanifest from its current location and remanifest elsewhere on the same vessel. It is possible to sedate SCP-5679 through food (See Addendum 3.).
The primary anomalous effect of SCP-5679 is the ability to predict the sinking of naval vessels. It manifests on ships that are going to sink in approximately 6 months. The average time taken for a sinking is 181 days, with the shortest recorded time being 163 days and the longest being 203 days. SCP-5679 has only been known to manifest on a single ship at any time, which has led to the understanding that it is a single entity.
The sinking has no direct link to SCP-5679 and appears to be purely causal. Each sinking was caused through non-anomalous means, such as strong winds, gunfire, collisions etc. None of the sinkings are noted to have any links, and are appropriate to the time period and location where the vessel was sunk. It is noted however that all sinkings have occured at sea; to date SCP-5679 has not manifested on any lake or river going vessels.
SCP-5679 will demanifest when it comes into contact with the surface of the water once the ship begins to sink. It is unknown how it makes this distinction, as on normal contact with water it will remanifest upon the current target ship, rather than choosing a new target. It also must be the surface of the water; any water that splashes onto deck will not cause the entity to demanifest.
Addendum 1: Discovery and Initial Tracking
SCP-5679 was initially discovered by The Right Honourable Commission on Unusual Cargo in 1795 after evidence placed SCP-5679 on multiple ships belonging to the Royal Navy as well as privateer vessels which had sunk. A snippet from an example letter is included below.

"It was the strangest thing, I was sure I'd triple checked before we left Southampton, all accounted for, no stowaways and the manifest was perfectly up to date, but there it was, a cat! Black as the night sky with a small tuft of white fur like a moon dotting the inky blackness. It's a beautiful creature, but that doesn't explain where it came from. It must have been hiding amongst the stores somewhere I'm sure of it. Besides, they do say a cat is good luck. I've decided to name her Luna, and hopefully she shall be good company through the turbulent weather of the North Sea. "
- Quartermaster Bernard Fairbanks of the Good Fortune, a merchant vessel. 1832

Due to limitations of the time period, it was deemed impractical to contain.
Addendum 2: Suspected reports of SCP-5679
Below is a list of suspected SCP-5679 manifestations.

Date
Ship Name
Cause of Sinking
Sighting Confirmation

09/08/1942

USS Astoria, a New-Orleans class cruiser.

Sunk in the Battle of Savo Island from Japanese shelling
Recovered letter from Ensign P. Bailey mentioning a new ship's cat matching the description of SCP-5679.

04/05/1945

USS Luce, a Fletcher class destroyer.

Sunk by a kamikaze attack near Okinawa.
Note from officers' meeting regarding when they acquired a new cat. Description unknown but given the context it is likely SCP-5679.

14/07/1836

HMS Victorious, a Ship of the Line.

Sunk in severe weather near Cape Matapan.
Ship was commissioned by The Right Honourable Commission on Unusual Cargo who were aware of the entity and kept notes on its behaviours.

20/12/1902

Old Glory, a fishing trawler.

Sunk in collision with another ship in the North Sea.
Captain's diary mentions a ship's cat matching SCP-5679's description. It is noted as the first time the entity is mentioned interacting with humans in a manner similar to a normal Felis catus

22/10/1961

MV Bianca C., a passenger liner

Explosion on board and subsequent fires before being towed out of harbour to sink, near to the Grenada.
Most well recorded SCP-5679 manifestation prior to SCPS Bonaventure. Entity was noted by more than 30 aboard the ship, although none are known to have questioned its presence.

Addendum 3: Incident 5679-01
On 03/09/1997 SCP-5679 manifested itself on the SCPS Bonaventure, a guided missile destroyer in the service of the Foundation. It was quickly identified by the crew and the SCP-5679 research team was brought aboard in order to study the entity. They established much of the known description over the 4 months of time allotted to research before the SCPS Bonaventure was to be abandoned, with SCP-5679 even showing a preference for certain members of research staff.
It was decided to attempt to monitor the entity through use of a GPS tracking chip implanted into the back of the collar. This was achieved through addition of a sedative into the food of the entity, before injecting the tracker.
Just under 2 months later, the unmanned SCPS Bonaventure was lost when it struck the SCPS Vanguard in strong winds in the mid-Atlantic. SCPS Vanguard had been stationed nearby in order to monitor the sinking, and only suffered minor damage, while the Bonaventure suffered catastrophic structural damage on the port side near the bow, shearing it off and causing the ship to sink.
Shortly after the engine deck had begun flooding, as confirmed by video surveillance, SCP-5679 spontaneously demanifested upon contact with the water. The entity's GPS tracker notified researchers that it had remanifested in the Indian Ocean, approximately 200km south of Sri Lanka. This allowed for the identification of the new target of SCP-5679.
At this point, the current containment procedures were enacted, and to date there has only been a single loss of life on the part of SCP-5679, a maintenance technician who was installing cameras upon the trawler Queen's Catch when the effects of SCP-5679 manifested unusually early (163 Days since manifestation). Containment procedures were updated accordingly.
Addendum 4: Interview 5679-01

+ Open Interview Log

- Close Interview Log

Interviewed: SCP-5679
Interviewer: Dr. Luke Mason
Foreword: In an attempt to ascertain if SCP-5679 was sapient, Dr. Mason and Assistant Researcher Danielle Baker attempted an interview with the entity.
<Begin Log, 9:47am 07/03/2014>
Dr. Mason: Hello there, SCP-5679. Can you understand me?

SCP-5679 begins meowing.

Dr. Mason: Is that an agreement?
SCP-5679 purrs and rolls over onto its back. Asst. Researcher Baker Dangles her pen in front of SCP-5679, who attempts to claw at it.
Dr. Mason: I'm trying to help you, can you please cooperate with me?
Asst. Researcher Baker: Luke, it's a cat, this is going nowhere.
Dr. Mason: It's an SCP, and we have to be thorough in our investigations!
SCP-5679 stands up and stretches before brushing itself against Dr. Mason's lab coat.
Asst. Researcher Baker: You know that they won't give you a promotion for interviewing a cat, right?

Dr. Mason proceeds to ask a variety of questions to SCP-5679 which continues to meow and play with Asst. Researcher Baker.
Dr. Mason: You're just a normal cat, aren't you?

SCP-5679 proceeds to knock over Asst. Researcher Baker's glass of water onto Dr. Mason's trousers.
Asst. Researcher Baker: Stifling a laugh Obviously, you fucking idiot.

<End Log, 9:53am 07/03/2014>
Closing Statement: It is the opinion of Dr. Mason that SCP-5679 is not sapient, and displays the normal characteristics of a typical Felis catus.

Footnotes
1. Domestic Cat

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The building containing SCP-5680.

A rare fully-formed avian specimen produced by SCP-5680.

Item #: SCP-5680
Object Class: Edifice
Containment Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: Area 5680 has been established near SCP-5680 to facilitate containment. The area surrounding SCP-5680 has been demarcated with a barbed wire fence. No civilians are to be granted entry into this perimeter.
On a biweekly basis, a semitrailer truck must be driven by a Foundation operative to the gate of SCP-5680. Then, the operative must wait for SCP-5680-1 to load avians or equivalent into the truck's trailer. Care must be taken to ensure that the truck is position in such a way that SCP-5680-1 instances do not need to leave the factory in order to deliver avian specimens into the truck. Before returning to Area 5680, the operator must visually confirm that SCP-5680-1 are not loading any further objects into the truck. After the truck has returned to Area 5680, the resulting biological material may either be incinerated or transported to Foundation sites for use in containing other SCP objects.
Following Incident 5680-Theta, at least three members of security personnel are required to be on-site at all times.
Description: SCP-5680 are a set of assembly lines and machining equipment contained within an industrial site in the Selva de Irati, Navarra, Spain. Of note is SCP-5680's remote location, making it impractical to operate as a factory through standard methods. Markings covering the building indicate that it was built for the production of avian animals. SCP-5680 involves several anomalous machines; for instance, an acid bath capable of converting any matter to bird organs, and a set of robotic arms capable of seamlessly concatenating these parts into an organic lifeform. The remainder of the components are non-anomalous assembly machines. These machines are capable of being operated by non-anomalous humans and SCP-5680-1.
SCP-5680 is staffed by 25 or more instances of SCP-5680-1. SCP-5680-1 are similar in appearance to non-anomalous humans; however, they do not have eyes, and their faces constantly display an expression of grimace. In addition, vivisections of SCP-5680-1 instances have revealed that they have no internal organs and are composed entirely of an organic paste. When removed from the site containing SCP-5680, SCP-5680-1 instances will rapidly decompose into this paste.
SCP-5680-1 instances can only speak using a selection of pre-determined phrases, rendering them unable to communicate beyond their limited vocabulary. As such, their sentience is debated.

+ Document 5680-A

- Document 5680-A

So far, SCP-5680-1 have been observed to only use the following phrases. Unless explicitly stated otherwise, each phrase is spoken in a jovial tone.

"Another day, another dollar!" This phrase is only used at 1700 hour local time every day by only one instance of SCP-5680-1.
"Scram, I've got work!" This phrase has been used whenever Foundation personnel have attempted to interact with SCP-5680-1.
"Let go of me!" This is generally used in response to physical violence against SCP-5680-1, regardless of the actual nature of said violence.
"Factories are made in factories." Simultaneously spoken by all instances of SCP-5680-1 at once, unprompted. This was said in a melancholic tone, in contrast to the usual jovial tone.

- Document 5680-A

When objects are placed into the receiving ends of SCP-5680, they will be processed into living avian specimens. SCP-5680 has demonstrated the ability to produce a variety of bird species; while in Foundation containment, it has been observed to produce game birds, gulls, and birds of prey. Thus far, no pattern has been observed.
However, most birds created by SCP-5680 are incomplete. Many lack internal organs, have too many or too few limbs, or have body parts on wrong parts of their body. It is rare for a specimen to live for more than two hours.
A parking lot has been constructed outside of the building containing SCP-5680, along with roads leading into the parking lot. These roads abruptly terminate 0.5 kilometers from SCP-5680, marked with octagonal red signs reading "ROAD ENDS".

Sub-Report A: Inventory

In addition to the room containing SCP-5680, the aforementioned industrial site contains a hallway that encompasses the rest of the site's floor area. This hallway, which is approximately 530 meters in length, contains several functional fax machines and water coolers. The hallway is partially illuminated by a series of fluorescent light fixtures placed every 30 meters.
Every three hours, every fax machine simultaneously produces the following document:

I am contacting you regarding how business became time and money. The bird factory is estimated to produce 10,000 units between September 2020 and August 2002. I think we want to make money here; I thought this was obvious?
Don't waste any more of our time, cut the slack, Jack!
- Rodney

Note: This document is not translated. Despite SCP-5680 being located in Spain, all documents are in American English.
Each fax machine is equipped with an extended tray of paper1 and expanded ink reserves. It is estimated that each fax machine will be able to print copies of the above document for 3 years at minimum.
At the end of the hallway, an image of a door is painted on the terminating wall. This "door" has a doorknob, but is otherwise a complete fabrication. The door is labeled "Clarence - CEO".
Analysis of the industrial site and its contents estimates that it was all created between August 15th and August 22nd of 2018.

Sub-Report B: Incident 5680-Theta

On September 23rd, 2020, an unidentified vehicle drove to the industrial site containing SCP-5680. The object was designed in the facsimile of a tanker truck, despite the fact that it very clearly had undergone several modifications making it more circular in shape. Upon arriving at the loading docks, three quadrupedal entities exited the vehicle, leading several instances of SCP-5680-1 into the factory.
Recording apparati on-site recorded the entities communicating in American English.

AUDIO RECORDING

<Begin Log>
Entity A: Hey, paint me a picture. This is what the man upstairs wants in the loop, right?
Entity C: I thought we tabled this conversation, Clarence.
Entity A: We picked the low-hanging fruit, so why hasn't the boss joined up with us yet?
Entity B: They bird are pushing the envelope out there. Think about the end-user perspective.
Entity A: I know, we actioned that. Shouldn't this be a win-win situation?
Entity C: We've got a USP. The birds do nothing but make hay.
Entity C: Put this on your radar, Clarence. We've done nothing but move forward. If we don't buck the trend, who will?
Entity A: You're right, we've got the bandwidth for this.
<End Log>

The entities then boarded their vehicle and left before Foundation response forces could reach them. Attempts to track the truck or discern its destination were unsuccessful.

Footnotes
1. In many cases, this tray extends to below the ground.

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