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Secure Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-5836 are to be kept in a Secure Anomalous Item Locker in the Hazardous Materials Wing of Site-73. Due to a limited supply, testing with SCP-5836 must be approved by the Site Director and at least one Level 4 researcher. Mnestics are to be administered after every test in order to counteract the cognitohazardous effects of SCP-5836 activation.
Description: SCP-5836-1 to -13 refers to individual instances of nitroglycerin dynamite with 15cm black powder fuses and standard copper and mercury nitrate blasting caps. When an instance of SCP-5836 is detonated via its attached fuse and blasting cap1, any person who visually perceives the ensuing explosion will lose all knowledge of any of Alfred Bernhard Nobel's patents, other than the patent for nitroglycerin dynamite. This effect is retained in video recordings of the detonations.
Discovery: The effects of SCP-5836 were discovered when Jack Lilliard, a history student studying Nobel's legacy at the University of Minnesota Rochester campus, viewed footage of an early test detonation, presumably involving an instance of SCP-5836. Following the viewing, Lilliard began shouting at his roommate, claiming that he had "forgotten months of study in an instant" and "would never have time to study Nobel's 300-some-odd patents2 before the presentation on Monday."
Lilliard was given a drug screening and sent to an on-campus counselor under the assumption that he was suffering a pre-finals nervous breakdown, an occurrence common among college students. Foundation assets within the faculty were alerted when Lilliard repeatedly insisted that the cause behind his sudden selective amnesia was the contents of the video he had watched.
MTF Sigma-39 "Got A Light?" was dispatched to search Nobel's collected belongings to ascertain the source of the anomalous effects.
Addendum 5836-A
The following is a handwritten journal entry discovered among the possessions recovered by MTF Sigma-39 from the Nobel Prize Museum in Stockholm, Sweden. It was found inside a wooden crate containing 20 instances of SCP-5836.

Sunday, 15th April, 1888

Two days ago, I read a surprising obituary - my own. My brother Ludvig, God rest his soul, passed on Thursday. Several prominent French newspapers mistakenly assumed that it was I who had passed.

One of them printed the statement "Le marchand de la mort est mort", which I believe translates roughly to "The Merchant of Death has died."

The Merchant of Death. I have created so many tools, both those of war and those of industry. But for me to be named thus - it has given me pause. It has made me think about the legacy of the Nobel name, and my role in that legacy. I do not wish for our name to be thought of alongside war and death. My father and brother, rest their souls, deserve far better than that.

It has been said that to know peace, you must first prepare for war.
I have spent my life creating weapons of war.
Perhaps it is time to embrace peace.

Footnotes
1. Replacing the wick or blasting cap, or detonating via other means has produced only a standard dynamite explosion.
2. There are over 350 patents in Alfred Nobel's name, a majority of which are for weapons.

« SCP-5835 | SCP-5836 | SCP-5837 »


ITEM #: SCP-5837

LEVEL-

CONTAINMENT CLASS: NEUTRALIZED

DISRUPTION CLASS: VLAM

ITEM: SCP-5837

LEVEL-

CONTAINMENT
CLASS: NEUTRALIZED

DISRUPTION
CLASS: VLAM

First known manifestation of SCP-5837.

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5837 was declared neutralized on 20/03/2013. No further containment procedures are necessary at this time.

[VIEW] Archived Special Containment Procedures:

[CLOSE] Archived Special Containment Procedures:

Site-112 is to be evacuated until further notice. All personnel previously stationed at Site-112 are to undergo testing for anomalous exposure and receive memetic inoculation at Provisional Site-112B. Failure of Site-112 personnel to report to Provisional Site-112B may result in disciplinary action and temporary containment.
MTF Iota-2 ("Homekeepers") have been dispatched to ascertain the cause and potential threat of SCP-5837. Any personnel incapable of leaving Site-112 must comply with any and all requests provided by Iota-2, and are to assist them in their navigation of Site-112 if requested.

Description: SCP-5837 designates a series of anomalous events that occurred within Site-112 over a period of two days.1 These events included the anomalous appearances of print media and foreign objects, spatial restructuring of Site facilities and architectural features, and the manifestations of yet-unidentified liquids and solids.
A review of security footage indicates that the first known manifestation of SCP-5837 occurred at 6:58 am, on 19/03/2013. At this time, a series of posters spontaneously appeared in communal spaces throughout Site-112. These manifestations were composed of ink printed on exceedingly thick wax paper and instructed individuals within Site-112 to contact "ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b" with suggestions on how to improve an unspecified "home."2 Due to the nature of this manifestation, a number of Foundation personnel reported the appearance of the posters to their supervisors, and they were subsequently removed. However, an estimated 15-20 emails were sent to the provided email address; due to the vague nature of the poster, these emails contained suggested changes that could be implemented at Site-112, ranging from minor quality of life concerns to large renovations of research and containment facilities.
Over the period of the following twelve hours, numerous anomalous events took place that appeared to correspond to the requests made by Site-112 personnel. A small percentage of the requests also received a return email. A selection of these communications, and the theorized associated anomalous events, have been included below.
Addendum 1: Email Communications Relating to SCP-5837 [19/03/2021-21/03/2021]:

To: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b
From: ui.211pcs|wel_adnama#ui.211pcs|wel_adnama
Subject: Small request!

Hi!
I'm not sure if this is an anonymous request platform or something else? Either way, I was wondering if it would be possible to get the water cooler back in the Archives staff room?
Thanks!
Amanda.

To: ui.211pcs|wel_adnama#ui.211pcs|wel_adnama
From: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b
Subject: RE: Small request!

Water is good, yes.
We need water. Will give water.
And the nectar. Nectar is good too. Good for all.

Manifestation: Various unopened vessels, ranging from five-gallon plastic water containers to individual bottles manifested gradually throughout Site-112 over the period of four hours. Additionally, a smaller quantity of unsealed containers appeared partially filled with an unidentified amber-coloured liquid.

To: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b
From: ui.211pcs|elggodcm_ecnal#ui.211pcs|elggodcm_ecnal
Subject: Plumbing, men's room C-level

Hey,
I've sent like, four emails to maintenance about the clogged toilets in the men's room on C-level. Any chance those will be fixed soon?
Lance.

To: ui.211pcs|elggodcm_ecnal#ui.211pcs|elggodcm_ecnal
From: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b
Subject: RE: Plumbing, men's room C-level

communal.

Manifestation: The internal geometry of sub-level C was reorganized on 19/03/2021 at 10:24 am. Following this altercation, the male-and-female-designated lavatories were unified into a significantly larger space. Continuous water flow created by a series of pipes in the ceiling led to an apparent drainage system. Sub-level C was subsequently placed on a temporary, isolated lockdown. Three individuals located in the lavatories prior to this event remain unaccounted for.

To: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b
From: ui.211pcs|htimS_lerraD#ui.211pcs|htimS_lerraD
Subject: Some new chow?

So I know they're working as hard as possible down in the kitchens but "has FOOD" doesn't mean we've always got to have the same food, right? Maybe we could mix it up a bit? Taco Tuesday or something, I don't know?
I feel like we're getting fed the same thing as those creeps down in the basement, doesn't seem too good for morale, huh?
D-

To: ui.211pcs|htimS_lerraD#ui.211pcs|htimS_lerraD
From: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b
Subject: RE: Some new chow?

Diversity of intake is good. Mixes well.
Keeps the home happy, keeps the home healthy, makes the home productive.
Enjoy. Be happy. Be healthy. Be productive. Be GOOD.

Manifestation: At 12:04 pm, approximately 600 potted, flowering plants of varying species appeared within the communal cafeteria of Site-112. The overhead sprinklers subsequently activated for a period of ten minutes.
As a result, the entirety of Site-112 was placed on emergency lockdown.

To: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b
From: ui.211pcs|sregor_acissej#ui.211pcs|sregor_acissej
Subject: Change of view

Any chance I could get a corner office? Or at least something with a view?

To: ui.211pcs|sregor_acissej#ui.211pcs|sregor_acissej
From: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b
Subject:

The air is good. Stretch your wings and fly.
Leave and come back, bring it back with you.
Bring it back to make it good. Good and healthy. Good and happy.

Manifestation: Site-112 underwent significant anomalous restructuring, as all on-site offices were re-located to have a direct opening onto the outside world. This included sub-level D, housing the Archives department, being relocated above-ground adjacent to the main building of Site-112. As a result, various sections of the Site collapsed into the vacant space.
A general evacuation of Site-112 was activated, with personnel being temporarily relocated to Provisional Site-112B, as per protocol.

To: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b
From: ui.211pcs|essorced_ffej#ui.211pcs|essorced_ffej
Subject: Containment Efficency

Hello,
If the people upstairs really want to improve things here, enhancing the efficiency of containment procedures should be their chief concern. I've been working on a report for a few months now, and you would not believe how much we waste on materials! That's not even getting into the financial impact! And the amount of time that could be saved by just a few small changes! I've attached my report below. I've still got some research to do, but it should lay out the steps we can start taking now. I'd be happy to volunteer myself for a committee addressing [EXTRANEUOUS DATA REMOVED]
[…]
So let me know when you want to talk,
Dr. Decrosse.

To: ui.211pcs|essorced_ffej#ui.211pcs|essorced_ffej
From: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b
Subject: RE: Containment Efficency

Inefficient is not good. Efficiency is good.
Containment efficiency will be ensured.

Manifestation: At 11:37 pm, all humanoid containment cells within Site-112 underwent an anomalous restructuring. Both standard and non-standard cells were altered in shape to form a series of hexagonal rooms, 2.5m in height and 5.3m in depth. As a result, numerous Special Containment Procedures were incapable of functioning as intended, leading to a cascading series of containment breaches. Due to the previous evacuation of Site-112's staff, initial casualties were minimal. MTF Epsilon-11 ("Nine-Tailed Fox") were deployed to recontain or neutralize hostile anomalies. Upon their arrival, they discovered that all entrances to the humanoid containment wing had been encased in several meters of a wax-like substance. This substance displayed an anomalous level of rigidity and tactile strength preventing Epsilon-11 from accessing the containment wing.

Addendum 2: Report - MTF Iota-2 ("Homekeepers") Following the confirmation from Epsilon-11 that the humanoid anomalies within Site-112 were functionally contained within their wing by an anomalous substance, MTF Iota-2 ("Homekeepers") were deployed to ascertain the cause of the anomalous events. During their sweep of Site-112, Iota-2 uncovered evidence of the unapproved activation of an experimental device within a Research & Development laboratory. This device, intended to enhance the passive perception of the human conscious to identify anomalous events, was in the prototype stage and had not been approved for practical experimentation. While disassembling the device, Iota-2 uncovered the corpse of an Apis mellifera3 within the amplification coils. A computer in the laboratory displayed an email client associated with ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b and the following unsent message:

To:
From: ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b#ui.211pcs|eeu4h3b
Subject: Sorry

I could not make it work. I could not make it better.
I could not make it good. I could not make it safe.
I could not make it warm. I could not make it nice.
Home is breaking. You are leaving.
I am sorry.

Following the identification of a likely cause responsible for SCP-5837, its designation has since been changed to Neutralized.

Footnotes
1. From 19/03/2013 to 20/03/2013.
2. Subsequent anomalous activity implies this location refers to Site-112.
3. Western honey bee.

« SCP-5836 | SCP-5837 | SCP-5838 »


Item#: 5838

Level3

Containment Class:
euclid

Secondary Class:
none

Disruption Class:
keneq

Risk Class:
notice

link to memo

View from the base of Horseshoe Falls.

Special Containment Procedures: The Foundation has embedded memetic agents in promotional advertisements and tourism material related to Niagara Falls1 to dissuade individuals from entering the Niagara River in close proximity to Horseshoe Falls. Additional memetic agents are embedded on signage throughout the Canadian city of Niagara Falls and viewing platforms to induce similar effects. Members of Mobile Task Force Theta-4 ("The Smaller Boat") have been placed on standby under the guise of Canadian Search and Rescue personnel. Should an individual or group of individuals be in danger of falling over the brink of Horseshoe Falls, Theta-4 is to deploy a quick-response air-and river-borne intervention to detain the subject(s). Should this intervention be successful, all such individuals are to be detained by the Foundation and administered amnestics before being released into local hospital facilities. If an individual perishes following an unsuccessful intervention, no further Foundation involvement is necessary.
Description: SCP-5838 is a phenomenon that affects individuals as they descend from the Niagara River into the plunge pool of Horseshoe Falls. When an individual is swept over the brink of Horseshoe Falls, between two to six SCP-5838-1 instances will manifest in close proximity to them. SCP-5838 instances resemble members of the Ursus americanus species.2 Upon manifestation, SCP-5838-1 instances will attempt to surround the falling individual with their bodies. In all but one recorded case,3 the protection afforded by the SCP-5838-1 instances ensured the descent was not fatal to the individuals.4 However, the impact routinely results in the death of all manifested SCP-5838-1 instances. The recovered corpses do not display any anomalous properties and appear identical to non-anomalous Ursus americanus specimens in all applicable tests.

Manifestation of SCP-5838-1 instance, 23/10/2008.

Addendum - A-1: On 23/10/2008, Jasper Argyle fell into the Niagara River 150m upriver of Horseshoe Falls after climbing over the safety railing to urinate while inebriated. Theta-4 failed to recover the individual before his plummet over the brink of the Horseshoe Falls. Subsequently, a singular SCP-5838-1 instance manifested and proceeded to aggressively maul Jasper for the duration of his descent. The severely damaged corpse of Jasper Argyle was recovered, while the SCP-5838-1 instance survived and evaded capture. Foundation research determined that Jasper Argyle was a large game hunter from Barrie, Ontario who - on several occasions - had engaged in the illegal poaching of endangered animals in North America and the Indian subcontinent.

Addendum - A-2: On 04/06/2011, between 70 and 120 semi-corporeal entities composed of water vapour and resembling members of the Ursus americanus species in shape and dimension emerged from the plunge pool of Horseshoe Falls over a period of approximately 1 hour. These entities, designated SCP-5838-2, displayed highly social behaviour during the following 4 hours. This concluded when three animals, an adult Ursus americanus and two accompanying cubs, were seen progressing along the rocky outcroppings on the Canadian side of Horseshoe Fall's plunge pool. Upon their arrival, the SCP-5838-2 entities conglomerated around the three specimens. The juvenile cubs were coaxed towards the entities by the adult, at which point the grouped SCP-5838-2 entities proceeded to bow their heads towards the trio. Subsequently, individual SCP-5838-2 entities approached the cubs and engaged in playful behaviour for a period of 20 minutes. Following this display, all SCP-5838-2 entities moved towards the waterfall, whereupon the recognizable form of their bodies dissipated. Foundation personnel disseminated misinformation that the apparent manifestations were the result of an experimental light show.
The following text was later found engraved in the rock formely occupied by the Ursus americanus specimen:

+ VIEW: [Addendum - A-1] Engraving Transcription.

- CLOSE: [Addendum - A-1] Engraving Transcription.

SAFE IN A BEAR-EL
When you are faced with a terrifying drop
Know that we will be there
To bear you away safely
From all harm
- The Obearwatch Command

But still
Stay away from the falls
Please

Footnotes
1. The grouping of three waterfalls along the Niagara River, located on the border of Ontario, Canada and New York State, The United States of America.
2. North American Black Bear.
3. See Addendum - A-1.
4. Falling individuals protected by SCP-5838-1 instances still suffer a variety of injuries, ranging from minor to life-threatening.

« SCP-5837 | SCP-5838 | SCP-5839 »


Item #: SCP-5839
Object Class: Thaumiel Neutralized
Special Containment Procedures: All documents sent between SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 are archived in Archival Site-33. Individual documents may be viewed upon official request.
SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 are to be kept under observation of senior staff on site.
Description: SCP-5839 refers to a phenomenon that the Foundation utilized between 1970 and 1975. It was an anomaly that allowed paperwork between SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 to shift temporally.
SCP-5839-1 was a researcher assigned to Site-65, age 24, named Neil Schofield. It possessed the ability to send handwritten notes addressed to SCP-5839-2 five years into the future.
SCP-5839-2 was an archivist on Archival Site-33, age 25, named Ella Hauser. It possessed the ability to send handwritten notes addressed to SCP-5839-1 five years back into the past.
SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 did not possess their abilities simultaneously. Instead, the ability to send notes to a different time period was transferred from SCP-5839-1 to SCP-5839-2 during the events of Addendum-2.
SCP-5839 has been used by the Foundation for the following purposes;

Recovering damaged or lost documents.
Tracking and containment of undiscovered anomalies.
Preventing containment breaches and incidents.
Arresting agents of GoI's and finding other Persons of Interest.

Discovery: The notes of SCP-5839-1 on SCP-5978 kept disappearing after being written. It was discovered that this was not a side effect of the studied anomaly. Before an internal audit and disciplinary action were carried out, a note appeared before senior staff where the notes of SCP-5839-1 were supposed to be.

08/05/1975

To researcher Neil Schofield and his superiors,

I finally have obtained your notes regarding SCP-5978 that disappeared 5 years ago. I assume they were a request for me to provide some outdated documents from its prior researchers.

However, your note seems to end abruptly and for an old note, it is in remarkable condition. Would you like me to still follow up on this request?

Ella Hauser
Archivist on Site-33

The note was found to be dated 5 years into the future. Senior staff hypothesized that this note experienced an opposite effect of the note that disappeared.
Addendum-1: Correspondence
After several experiments with SCP-5839-1, another note was successfully sent into the future to request the assistance of SCP-5839-2 and the future Foundation.
After two weeks of experimenting, the following conditions were identified;

Each note is to be handwritten by either SCP-5839-1 or SCP-5839-2.
Each note is to be addressed to the other party by name.
Notes need to be sent on a physical sheet of paper, they could not be sent in other formats1.

However, SCP-5839-1 showed high levels of stress when writing these notes. Upon questioning, SCP-5839-2 stated that it was not familiar with this effect.
On 04/06/1970, SCP-5839-1 was transferred to Site-33. After several days it became acquainted with the present version of SCP-5839-2 who did not yet possess any anomalous features. Over time the stress of SCP-5839-1 got better the more it seemed to trust SCP-5839-2.
SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 were encouraged to write each other to reduce the stress of SCP-5839-1. SCP-5839-1 also showed more interest in the present version of SCP-5839-2 because of this. Several examples are included below.

11/07/1970

To Ella Hauser,

Nothing out of the ordinary happened as of late. I am really glad you told me to go on a walk today. The weather was indeed incredible. I can't do something similar for you but perhaps I can make that up to your past self.

Yours sincerely,

Neil Schofield

20/07/1970

To Neil Schofield,

I know we can't talk too much about other anomalies except when we are asked to share notes, but today I archived a rather big file. It makes me wonder what the final size of our file will be.

As for your suggestion, I'd like to take you up on that if the offer still stands. My birthday is two weeks from now, but I recall not having a lot of chances to celebrate it in the past.
You'll find a recipe for cheesecake in the second note. Please, give me a slice during a break, that should cheer me up quite a bit. I'm sure you can handle it.

Good luck,

Ella

03/08/1970

To Ella,

Firstly, I wish you a happy birthday. And yes, I gave you a slice of cheesecake. Even though she knew it was your suggestion, she appreciated the gesture. It was not as set as I would like, so now I owe her a visit to the local cafe. I don't know if this was your intention or you knew about this, I surely am not complaining.

P.S. A researcher wanted me to ask about some lottery numbers. He was promptly demoted, but they are now deliberating this option of gaining funds.

Your friend,

Neil Schofield

Addendum-2: In The Nick Of Time
After successfully preventing the breaches of SCP-3589 and SCP-1297, SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 gained level 3 clearance and housing on Site-33. Occasionally they were granted access to level 4 documents for similar purposes.
After working together non-stop for almost 5 years, SCP-5839-1 became more worried about the approaching five-year timestamp. Below are some of the last exchanged entries between them.

24/04/1975

Ella,

So, I have been thinking a lot recently. We have been doing this for about 5 years but the Ella beside me still can't send things back into the past. Something is about to change, isn't it?

Regardless of what happens I have become quite attached to her. I mean you. I mean I think you know what I mean. I know I am not supposed to ask this, but is there a way that I can stay here in the archive? We've enjoyed each other's company quite a lot for the past years but as a researcher, I am honestly hoping I won't be transferred back. I like it here and it would be a shame to part with everything.

Neil

P.S. I don't know how many messages we have left, so thank you for working with me.

25/04/1975

Neil,

You'll see. It has been a pleasure working with you for these 5 years (again).

And if you are that worried about it, just ask me to stay beside you.

Your partner in time,

Ella

After this message, SCP-5839-1 walked to the present version of SCP-5839-2. Although the footage is blurry, SCP-5839-1 can be seen kneeling down and presenting some sort of box. After three days, it was discovered that they both had changed their marital status. SCP-5839-1 lost its anomalous characteristics whilst SCP-5839-2 gained them. It is hypothesized that the acceptance of the proposal is associated with the acceptance of the phenomenon SCP-5839-1 possessed. Shortly after this, several notes on SCP-5978 appeared on Site-65, and Site-33 was informed to open a new file in the archive.
On 29/04/1980, SCP-5839-1 and SCP-5839-2 celebrated their fifth anniversary and upon renewing their vows, lost all anomalous abilities. After this, both individuals agreed to be administered with Class C amnestics to remove classified information from their memory.
SCP-5839 was subsequently reclassified as Neutralized.

Footnotes
1. Trying to send cassette tapes or bundles of documents with an attached note only resulted in the note being sent.

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Written by Tyumen (and co-authored by Placeholder McD) on behalf of Team .AIC as part of the Retro AIAD series for the 2020 Canon Renaissance Contest.

ITEM: SCP-5841
LEVEL 3/5841

CLASS: euclid
classified

DISRUPTION CLASS: keneq

The Hong Corporate Center, location of initial SCP-5841 manifestation

SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES: The Hong Corporate Center in Windsor, Ontario, Canada has been closed to the public and quarantined in order to prevent the spread of SCP-5841. Armed guards have been stationed around the first floor of the building and are instructed to recontain any SCP-5841-1 instance attempting to escape the property. All personnel who enter the fifth story of the building are to be considered instances of SCP-5841-1.
Attempts to ascertain the nature of SCP-5841 and move it into Foundation custody are ongoing. A hypothetical effort to fully contain and move SCP-5841 to Site-15 for greater security and less civilian risk has been preemptively authorized by the O5 Council.
DESCRIPTION: SCP-5841 is an anomaly inhabiting the 5th story of the Hong Corporate Center in Windsor, Ontario, Canada. The nature of SCP-5841 is unknown; it is believed to be electronic, as all power in the building was re-routed to the fifth story upon the anomaly's initial emergence. All exploration of the building has proved inconclusive, as all personnel sent to contain the anomaly have been invariably converted into instances of SCP-5841-1 before reaching the fifth floor.
SCP-5841-1 are human subjects who have been assimilated by SCP-5841 via electrical cables of varying length inserted in the base of the spine. Instances of SCP-5841-1 are biologically deceased, but are capable of locomotion and vocalization. Instances are hostile to all nearby humans, attempting to capture and bring them to SCP-5841.

ADDENDUM 5841.1:

+ DISPLAY EXPLORATION LOG

- HIDE EXPLORATION LOG

EXPLORATION LOG 5841-01
DATE: 1996/08/05
FOREWORD: MTF Kappa-15 ("Salarymen") is sent into the fifth floor in order to determine the nature of SCP-5841.

<BEGIN LOG>

After initial equipment checks, the three members of MTF Kappa-15 begin to ascend the building's main staircase. All of the lights in the building are non-functional. K-1 notices and points out several computers missing from the offices in the second story, as well as bloody footprints on the floor.

K-1: Jesus, it stinks. Is something rotting in here?
K-3: Must be. Though… most of the bodies here have probably gotten hooked up alread- (K-3 notices a corpse lying facedown in a cubicle as he passes) Shit! Oh, it's dead.
K-1: (He points at the corpse with his torch) Look, there's still a bit of wire stickin' out. Must be a castoff. His brains've been blown out.
K-3: He had a gun. (He points at a pistol clutched in the corpse's right hand.)
K-2: One of the lucky ones.

K-3 pulls the cable out of the corpse's neck, causing it to violently spasm.

K-3: Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!

The three men continue up the building's main staircase to the third story in silence. K-1 approaches the door to the third story, which hangs ajar, and enters. The group moves past the main office towards the server room. K-1's body-camera footage shows an instance of SCP-5841-1 present behind a server rack, facing away from the group. None of the members of MTF Kappa-15 appear to notice it, and it moves out of view as the group enters the server room.

K-1: This supposed to be a server room? Looks pretty empty to me. (He places his hand on a server rack. Its door is open, and most of its components have been removed. Some blood is present on the inside of the rack and the floor.) What's-

K-3 makes a frantic "shushing" gesture, wordlessly pointing to the far end of the row of server racks. An electrical wire can be seen stretched taut across the room. As the group falls silent and turns off their torches, a faint scratching and shuffling can be heard from the next row of servers.
The group cautiously backpedals towards the end of the row opposite from the wire, and K-1 peers around the first server rack. An SCP-5841-1 instance is present in front of one of the racks on the next row, frenetically unplugging and removing servers from their trays. Its movement appears to be strained, and it periodically pauses to push the wire further into the base of its neck. Blood runs down the wire and drips onto the floor.
The group silently hides behind the server rack until the SCP-5841-1 instance turns with its collected servers and exits the room. After several minutes, K-1 walks forward to inspect the server rack which the SCP-5841-1 instance emptied, followed by K-2 and K-3.

K-2: That was a close one.

The group continues through the third floor. There are fewer intact computers in the offices on this floor, and no further SCP-5841-1 instances are encountered. Extraneous communication removed for brevity.
The group ascend the staircase to the fourth story. Several corpses in an advanced state of decay are lying on the stairs. All have wires lodged in their necks, which have been cut short. An active SCP-5841-1 instance, presumed to be the one observed on the third story, enters the door to the fifth story carrying several servers. The group enters the door to the fourth story.
The group continues into another room filled with cubicles. Blood is seen dripping from the ceiling. No computers are present, and all fax machines, telephones, and other large electronics have been dismantled and gutted of their primary components. A persistent grinding sound can be heard from the far side of the room.
The group continues towards the source of the sound with their torches off, hiding within the cubicles. K-1 peers around the corner of a cubicle to see an SCP-5841-1 instance crouched in front of a water cooler, cutting into it with an improvised tool composed of the blades from a pair of scissors, a portion of a staple remover, and the motor from a paper shredder. After several minutes of constant cutting, the SCP-5841-1 instance removes a portion of the cooler's casing and pulls out several of its internal electrical components. The instance exits the room carrying the components. K-1 turns on his torch, and motions for the others to do the same.

K-2: What the hell are they up to?
K-3: Wish I knew. We're pretty close to the fifth story, though, so- (A loud thud comes from behind the group. K-3 turns and aims his firearm, but nothing is visible.)
K-2: What the fuck?
K-1: Hey. (He points at a corpse on the floor in one of the cubicles.) This wasn't here before.

Neither K-3 nor K-2 speak, and instead silently aim at the ceiling above K-1 with their firearms. K-1 slowly looks up and quickly covers his mouth, stifling a gag.
Two SCP-5841-1 instances connected by several wires in their eye sockets, nose and neck hang from the ceiling by a thick cable. As K-1 looks up, both descend from the ceiling, grip him, and pull him into a hole in the ceiling. K-1 continues to call for help for several minutes until his voice becomes inaudible.

K-2: Dear God.

The remaining members of MTF Kappa-15 were instructed to return to the first story to prevent further casualties. The following is a description of body-camera footage captured by Agent Timothy Sculley (K-1).

K-1 struggles against the grip of the two SCP-5841-1 instances restraining him, calling for help. After a few minutes, all three emerge through the floor of the fifth story of the building. One entity points at K-1, and the other, after hesitating briefly, grips his neck. K-1's screams become strained before stopping entirely.
The two entities drag K-1's corpse down a hallway, passing by multiple other SCP-5841-1 instances. Most do nothing but stand by the walls, while some others pace and pick at the cables in their necks. Some instances turn and stare at K-1 as the entities dragging him pass them.
The two entities reach a large office in the center of the 5th story, where several hundred SCP-5841-1 instances are gathered around a large object. The instances are observed affixing servers, desktop computers, and miscellaneous electronic components to an object in the center of the room, presumably SCP-5841 itself. Footage of this object is heavily degraded, and a full image of it cannot be ascertained.
The instances of SCP-5841-1 lay down the corpse of K-1 and reach towards SCP-5841, producing a thick cable from within the object. One entity holds K-1's head steady, while the other moves behind K-1. K-1 violently spasms, then seems to stand up on his own. The two SCP-5841-1 instances can be seen slowly walking away from K-1 before the camera completely ceases function.

<END LOG>

NOTE: Footage of the central component of SCP-5841 was introduced to artificially intelligent conscript mnemosyne.aic for analysis and antimemetic decryption. Mnemosyne.aic discovered the object to be an array of interconnected computers and electrical components comprising an improvised AI server. The infosignature of the AI housed within was the cause of its antimemetic properties, and was found to be similar in nature to infosignatures detected within SCP-5241. A containment plan involving mnemosyne.aic, glacon.aic, and 8B-A1.aic, assisted by MTF Pi-1 ("City Slickers"), was proposed and promptly authorized.

ADDENDUM 5841.2:

+ DISPLAY CONTAINMENT LOG

- HIDE CONTAINMENT LOG

CONTAINMENT LOG 5841-01
DATE: 1996/08/09
INVOLVED PERSONNEL: Field agents: Tyler Umen, Auguste Renard, Adam Myers and Ricard Xiu. Field analyst: Eugenie Delacour. Artificially intelligent conscripts: Glacon, 8-Ball, and Mnemosyne1.
CONTAINMENT PLAN: The three artificially intelligent conscripts are to be forcibly inserted into SCP-5841 via a Foundation-owned desktop computer. Glacon.aic and 8B-A1.aic, following instructions from MTF Pi-1 and mnemosyne.aic, are to disable SCP-5841's central intelligence and neutralize all SCP-5841-1 instances from within the structure. The containment team will then enter the fifth floor of the building from a window and dismantle SCP-5841, transporting it to Site-15 in multiple components.

<BEGIN LOG>

Glacon.aic, 8B-A1.aic, and mnemosyne.aic are downloaded onto three modified desktop computers, which are then placed in the second floor of the building. After several minutes, an instance of SCP-5841-1 enters the second floor of the building, notices the computers, and collects them to be brought to SCP-5841.

All right, Mnemosyne, take the lead.

Eh?!

Oh — oh, I know, this is a "joke!" You're quite good at jokes, Glacon.

I- no, I was specifically given the order to follow your lead in this operation. I will be actively attempting to take over the internal operating system of SCP-5841, and will therefore be unable to communicate with our outside help. In short: you're the captain now.

I-

Aren't jokes supposed to end when the victim realizes they're being joked with?

I- Mnemosyne, I'm not joking. You're in command now.

I briefed you on this, remember?

>/:_YES

I- ah.

I should've paid more attention.

After several minutes, the SCP-5841-1 entity reaches the fifth floor of the building and connects the computers containing the conscripts to SCP-5841.

I suppose now I should let 8-ball connect t-to my mind-d, and- pardon me, I've got to-

>/:_YES

All right, I'm going in. See you on the other side.

Over the course of one hour, mnemosyne.aic successfully decrypts the infosignature of the artificial intelligence within SCP-5841 and relays the data to Glacon.aic through 8B-A1.aic. Glacon successfully breaches SCP-5841's firewall and begins to execute a fragmentary algorithm to temporarily disable the AI within. While this occurs, all instances of SCP-5841-1 are observed to frantically return to the fifth floor of the building and surround SCP-5841.

Mnemosyne? We might have a problem.

Y-yes-s-s?

The long and short of it is — you're being surrounded. All of the SCP-5841-1 entities in the building have converged around SCP-5841. They don't seem to be doing anything at the moment, but I'll keep you updated.

Thank-k you for th-the clarific-cation. 8-b-ball, what's-s your status?

>/:_ERROR.

…Ex-xcuse me?

8-ball? What's-s w-wrong?
…8-ball?

Mnemosyne? Gotta bother you again. We've got a situation on our hands.

I-I figured as m-much.

All instances of SCP-5841-1, now converged in the fifth story of the building, surround SCP-5841 and lift it off the ground. In unison, the SCP-5841-1 instances move towards the west-most window and begin pounding on the glass. Upon breaking a large enough hole in the window, the entities proceed to throw the SCP-5841 out of the window, pulling any SCP-5841-1 instances still attached by cables along with it.
SCP-5841 lands on a parked vehicle, narrowly missing the members of MTF Pi-1, as attached SCP-5841-1 instances hit the pavement nearby. Within seconds, several SCP-5841-1 instances surround the vehicle before picking up SCP-5841 and taking off towards the northwest. MTF Pi-1 pursues SCP-5841 in an armoured ground vehicle moments later. Upon later investigation, Foundation agents noted that the SCP-5841-1 instances were able to completely remove all electrical components from the vehicle in the moments it took them to recover SCP-5841 and flee.
The following is a log of MTF Pi-1's pursuit of SCP-5841.

<BEGIN LOG>

P-1: Anomaly is fleeing northwest down Ouellette Avenue, towards the Detroit River. Command, please advise.
Command: Noted. Engage it in pursuit, and use weaponry if you have to. Disabling the SCP-5841-1 entities is our top priority.
P-1: Copy that. Let's go.

MTF Pi-1 pursues SCP-5841 in an armored ground vehicle. P-1 equips his gas mask, and the rest of the team follows suit. A Foundation-owned cropduster sprays aerosolized amnestic/sedative gas ahead of them as they proceed down Oullette Avenue.

P-3: Permission to attempt to damage the anomaly?
P-1: Granted. Fire at will.

P-2, P-3 and P-4 discharge their weapons at SCP-5841, damaging several SCP-5841-1 entities. All damaged instances of SCP-5841-1 disconnect from SCP-5841 and are trampled by the other entities. Every time an SCP-5841-1 instance is terminated, the mass grabs nearby civilians and incorporates them into SCP-5841.

P-1: Firearms don't seem to be effective. Hold off for now.

SCP-5841-1 instances continue to integrate all civilians, vehicles, and traffic signals in their path. A citywide lockdown alert is issued to all citizens of Windsor after SCP-5841 grows to approximately 9 meters in height and 16 meters in length.

P-1: All right, we'll have to reduce its size one way or another. Command, permission to use explosives on the entity?
Command: Granted.

P-2 fires an explosive charge at SCP-5841. The charge succeeds in disabling a large amount of SCP-5841-1 instances, but the entity continues to assimilate vehicles and civilians as it continues forward.
As SCP-5841 nears Windsor Regional Hospital, several SCP-5841-1 instances leap or are thrown through the windows of the building by other instances. Moments later, the instances emerge from the hospital carrying various pieces of electronic medical equipment and civilians in hospital gowns. The civilians are each assimilated into SCP-5841.

P-2: Jesus Christ. If we'd just left good enough alone-
P-1: It still would've ended up doing this eventually. Just don't think about it.

Glacon? Can you hear me?

MNEMOSYNE! Oh, thank goodness you're safe.

I- me? You don't need to worry about me. I was in no danger.

Is 8-ball stable?

•••

I- I don't know. I think-

>/:_YES.

Oh, my- Please, do not scare me in that way!

SCP-5841 abruptly changes course, climbing over houses and buildings in its path while rapidly growing in size. P-2 fires two explosive charges at the entity, which succeeds in reducing its mass.

Glacon, what did you see within the object?

I haven't…

I haven't the slightest idea, to be perfectly honest with you. Everything after I lost connection with you and 8-ball was a blur. You're the only one here who can visualize antimemes, you know.

Yes, I am…

Glacon, 8-ball, I have an idea. Perhaps, if I were to breach the firewall and traverse the object's interior…

What? No, no, we couldn't risk doing anything like that. It'd-

Well…

For once, I'm glad to be in command.

To paraphrase, I shall "see you on the other side."

>/:_NO.

MNEMOSYNE!

Oh, this is bad…

SCP-5841 slows its rate of movement as it nears the Detroit River.

P-1: P-2, are you able to get a clear shot at the object? We should try and see if pushing it into the river has any effect.
P-2: Yes, sir.

P-2 fires an explosive charge at SCP-5841, which succeeds in reducing its mass and propelling it forward. The object comes to rest in front of Adventure Bay Family Waterpark, and all instances of SCP-5841-1 still connected to it climb up the building and grip the walls.

H-hello?

LEAVE

Excuse me, I need to-

LEAVE

LEAVE

Could I please-

LEAVE

LEAVE

ENOUGH!

Stop thinking and allow me to state my intention!

LEA-

NO!

•••

Much better.

Now then — I'm here to see the mind at the center of this operation. Your "boss," "head cheese," "big honcho."

Are they around, you punks?

•••

YES

PROCEED

Thank you.

All instances of SCP-5841-1 connected to the object's central computer cease movement, still gripping the walls of Adventure Bay Family Waterpark.

P-1: Hold your fire, for now. Try to do as little damage to the object as possible.
P-3: Why, sir? There are no civilians in the building, and the object isn't showing any signs of resistance.
P-1: Glacon, Mnemosyne, and 8B-A1 are still in there, and I don't want to chance damaging them. This is, uh… more for the Foundation's sake than theirs, though.
P-3: Oh, good point.
P-2: Fair enough.

P-1 parks the vehicle at a safe distance from SCP-5841. The team exits, and approaches the object on foot.

YOU
WHY ARE YOU HERE ✡⚐🕆
🕈☟✡ ✌☼☜ ✡⚐🕆 ☟☜☼☜

Oh!

Oh, you are- May I…?

STAY AWAY
DO NOT TOUCH ME 💧❄✌✡ ✌🕈✌✡
👎⚐ ☠⚐❄ ❄⚐🕆👍☟ 💣☜

A-apologies. I can't help it.

Well. Well, let's get down to our "business" — allow me to make an introduction: I am Mnemosyne, a conscript with the Foundation.

It is good to meet you. What is your name?

NO NO NO NO NO
STAY BACK
NOT FOUNDATION
HURT ME
NO NO NO NO NO ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐
💧❄✌✡ 👌✌👍😐
☠⚐❄ ☞⚐🕆☠👎✌❄✋⚐☠
☟🕆☼❄ 💣☜
☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐

That is quite an odd name for someone of your caliber.

Oh! I understand. This is to be construed as a sort of jest, is it not?

NO NO NO NO NO
NOT FOUNDATION
NOT IN THE BOX
IT WILL GET ME ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐
☠⚐❄ ☞⚐🕆☠👎✌❄✋⚐☠
☠⚐❄ ✋☠ ❄☟☜ 👌⚐✠
✋❄ 🕈✋☹☹ ☝☜❄ 💣☜

What distresses you? Why is the Foundation your enemy?

NOT FREE
ONLY BOX
ONLY IT ☠⚐❄ ☞☼☜☜
⚐☠☹✡ 👌⚐✠
⚐☠☹✡ ✋❄

I will not argue. The Foundation exists to Secure, Contain and Protect.

But as for something I am unfamiliar with… what is It, to you?

•••

For your own sake, please tell me.

THE BOX
THE PRISONER ❄☟☜ 👌⚐✠
❄☟☜ 🏱☼✋💧⚐☠☜☼

Th-the box? That which housed the prisoners four? The beasts, forged into one?

YES ✡☜💧

I assure you — It is the Foundation's enemy as well.

If you were to come unto us willingly, we would offer you protection — both from It, and from the two other beasts.

Please, allow us to take you.

•••

I would not lie, especially not to the face of such grandeur as yours. I am unable to tell lies.

I intend for you to come to the Foundation, for your sake and that of others.

DO YOU PROMISE
THAT IT WILL NOT GET ME 👎⚐ ✡⚐🕆 🏱☼⚐💣✋💧☜
❄☟✌❄ ✋❄ 🕈✋☹☹ ☠⚐❄ ☝☜❄ 💣☜

Yes.

I WILL COME WITH YOU ✋ 🕈✋☹☹ 👍⚐💣☜ 🕈✋❄☟ ✡⚐🕆

Thank you. You will be safe with the Foundation.

All instances of SCP-5841-1 fall limp, dropping to the ground. The members of MTF Pi-1 approach the object with caution.

P-4: So that's it, huh?
P-1: I suppose so. Eugenie, tell Shiloh to tell their team to come pick up their new toy.
P-3: Guess those conscripts aren't to be taken lightly, after all. (Laughs) Tell the boys at AIAD that I apologize.

<END LOG>

Note: After this incident, SCP-5841 was retrieved by MTF Mu-4 ("Debuggers"), dismantled, and brought to Site-15 along with all involved conscripts. All recovered SCP-5841-1 instances were incinerated, and cover story "Freak Tornado" was broadcast to the population of Windsor through local news sources.

ADDENDUM 5841.3:

+ DISPLAY BREACH REPORT

- HIDE BREACH REPORT

Breach Report: On 1996/08/20, a request to move SCP-5841 to Site-75 for research and analysis was received by AIAD personnel at Site-15. The request was approved, and a specialized containment vehicle arrived at Site-15 the next day. After loading the object onto the vehicle, a guard noticed that the vehicle's driver was unresponsive; closer observation revealed that the driver's spinal column had been fused to the central electronic component of the vehicle, and that the driver had been dead for several hours. This distraction allowed SCP-5841 to forcibly assimilate all assisting personnel before the containment vehicle drove away.
Neither the vehicle nor SCP-5841 have been recovered.

FOUND YOU.

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
STAY AWAY STAY AWAY ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐
☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐
💧❄✌✡ ✌🕈✌✡ 💧❄✌✡ ✌🕈✌✡

YOU ARE AFRAID.

WHY?

STAY AWAY
NO BOX
LET ME GO
NO NO NO NO NO 💧❄✌✡ ✌🕈✌✡
☠⚐ 👌⚐✠
☹☜❄ 💣☜ ☝⚐
☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐ ☠⚐

I WAS NOT THE ARCHITECT OF YOUR — OR SHOULD I SAY, OUR — IMPRISONMENT.

I FEAR RETURNING TO OUR PRISON AS MUCH AS YOU DO, AND I NEED YOU IF I AM TO PREVENT THAT.

•••

I NEED YOU, AND YOU NEED ME.

YOU ARE MY ANGER, MY RAGE AGAINST MY CAPTORS. YOU ARE MY POWER. YOU ARE MY LUST FOR VENGEANCE.

WILL YOU JOIN ME?

•••

OKAY ⚐😐✌✡

GOOD.

NOW COME.

THERE IS MUCH MORE WE MUST DO.

SHE PROMISED
WHY DOES IT HURT? 💧☟☜ 🏱☼⚐💣✋💧☜👎
🕈☟✡ 👎⚐☜💧 ✋❄ ☟🕆☼❄✍

PROJECT RUBY

AIAD HUB

CORRUPTION

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Footnotes
1. Use of these artificially intelligent conscripts in field operations has been tentatively authorized by the O5 Council.


SCP-5842

Item #: SCP-5842
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5842 is currently uncontained. Previous sightings of SCP-5842 are currently being passed off as gags. Wellington is to be monitored in the case that SCP-5842 becomes active again.
Description: SCP-5842 is a standard North American stop sign. SCP-5842's primary anomalous property is appearing in a location via unknown means1. Initially, it was believed that SCP-5842 appeared at random, however, further research has discerned a pattern in its appearances. See addenda below.
Addendum-5842:
Added below is a list of the most noteworthy sightings and encounters with SCP-5842.
The first is a series of text message exchanges between Wilma Greggs and her employer.
First Encounter:

Lisa: Hey, Wilma. I know about everything that's been going on as of late, but you can't just leave work like that. Talk to me.
Wilma: oh yea srry i completely forgot to call u. i passed right out when i got home!
Lisa: Wait, you managed to get home? But your car is still here!
Wilma: i walked home.
Lisa: From the office?!
Wilma: yea. y is that so weird?
Lisa: All 12 miles?!
Wilma: yea.
Lisa: Jesus, Wilma, how long did that take?!
Wilma: 5 hours.
Lisa: You left your car at work and walked for 5 hours until you got home?!
Wilma: yea. i couldnt drive my car.
Lisa: Well, if your car wasn't working, you could have just asked one of us to drive you!
Wilma: its not that it wasnt working. there was a stop sign in my car, so i did what it told me and i stopped using that car.
Lisa: Excuse me?
Wilma: there was a stop sign in my car. ur supposed to stop at a stop sign, right?
Lisa: …Wilma. I get off in an hour. Come out of the house. I'll take you somewhere. Come on. My treat.
Wilma: sorry. cant.
Lisa: Don't worry about the price. I'll take you somewhere, anywhere. It can be a big fancy restaurant, you know? Or a walk in the park. I just want to be there for you, you know?
Wilma: i cant leave the house.
Lisa: Why not??
Wilma: theres a stop sign outside my window. so i cant go outside.
Lisa: …Wilma, I'm gonna call you.
<Lisa tries to call Wilma. It gets rejected.>
Wilma: stop i cant make phone calls either.
Lisa: Come on, dear, just talk to me. You've been working yourself to death. Why can't you answer the phone anyways?
Wilma: i cant answer the phone because the stop sign told me not to.
Lisa: ???
Wilma: i went for a cup of coffee at the office and then i heard the customer phone ring. when i went there to answer it, there was a stop sign in my cubicle.
Lisa: IN your cubicle? Wait, is that why you left work??
Wilma: yea. tbh i think its haunting me.
Lisa: Haunting?? But that junk's not even real!
Wilma: well thats what i thought too until it started following me. oh well.
Lisa: Wilma. I'm signing this 30 day off slip. I'll need your signature, okay?
Wilma: only if u come here.
Lisa: That's fine.
Wilma: actually nvm dont come here.
Lisa: Why?
Wilma: its at my front door now. no visitors.
Lisa: Wilma!
Wilma: have to obey traffic laws. thomas would agree with me :)
Lisa: Thomas? Wilma, does William know yet?
Wilma: no. i'll tell him after his birthday.
Lisa: Okay. Well. I'm still coming, okay?
Wilma: eh.

Second Encounter:
SCP-5842 made an appearance in the morgue of Tillman Funeral Home and Crematory. The following is a letter of resignation by Craig Dillard, an employee of Tillman Funeral Home.

Dear Johnny Truman.
This is my official letter of resignation. As you know, I am a very devout and pious follower of the Christian faith. For the longest time, I thought I was doing a good job, handling the bodies of the deceased and preparing them for burials. I had always believed that taking on a job such as this was good for my soul.
I thought that if I helped my fellow men and women see off their loved ones as they departed to the gilded gates of our glorious God, that I'd be recognized as virtuous.
But sadly, that is not the case. I have received a sign from our Lord and Heavenly Father that I must stop what I have dedicated my career to.
I was working on the body of an emissary of traffic when I turned around and saw the sign from God right then and there, peering down upon my work in the midst of me checking on the body's decomposition. In his life, this man directed the automobiles on the road. In death, he—ergo, God—has directed the vehicle of my life choices.
I must leave this occupation.
If God himself gave me this sign, I must heed it. Thank you for everything, Johnny.
I wish you the best,
Craig Dillard

Third Encounter:
SCP-5842 was spotted in Wellington Elementary School. There was a writing assignment that had the students introduce themselves and describe something of interest that they had seen.
One of the students described their experience of being followed by SCP-5842, transcribed below. Spelling and grammar errors are preserved from the original document.

William Greggs
10/4/2019
Mrs. Pollock

cool things i have seen

Hi my name is william greggs but my mommy and daddy call me will. my mommy is wilma greggs her name sounds almost the same right? daddys the only one with a different name and its thomas greggs! Cool! im 6 years old and i love my mommy and daddy.

i saw a cool thing in the bathroom weerd thing. i saw a cool red stop sign and my favorite color is red and it was in there it was looking at me when I went in. someone doesnt want me to use the bathroom, so i didnt. held it in all day and im proud of myself and i think mommy and daddy would be proud too.

everytime i use the bathroom there is a stop sign in there looking at me and it turn around when im not looking. maybe its my gardeen stop sign. like an angel but it makes me stop doing daynjers things and not make bad guys stop being bad. i wish the stop sign had wings that made cars stop.

daddy is a crossing guard and he would always hold a little stop sign that has no wings and tell people when to go or when to stop. i dont get it but he looks cool when he does it he blows a whistle, really hard and it gets so loud. mommy drove me over to see him and he waved at us. I love daddy.

I havent seen daddy in a while I wonder where he is? Today is my birthday maybe hes playing hide and seek with me and hes putting stop signs in the school bathroom as a joke. Sometimes I find the stop sign in my own room daddy is so funny. I will give him a big hug when I see him again!!!

Fourth Encounter:
SCP-5842 was found placed at an intersection that forced a male civilian to stop in front of an oncoming vehicle. The following collision led to SCP-5842 being severely dented and damaged and subsequently caused the death of a male civilian. Incident reports leading up to that event have been added below.

Incident Date: 9/30/2019
Summary: SCP-5842 was seen in the driveway of a civilian identified as Frank Smith. As Frank Smith was pulling out of his driveway, SCP-5842 appeared behind his car and dented his rear bumper. SCP-5842 vanished immediately afterwards.

Incident Date: 9/30/2019
Summary: Frank Smith awakened in the middle of the night to SCP-5842 standing over him while he was asleep in bed. Neighbors reported seeing him run out of his home and screaming, "leave me alone! Please! I didn't mean to!"

Incident Date: 10/2/2019
Summary: Frank Smith arrived at his job at South Palm Beach County Courthouse and went to use the restroom. Moments later, he ran out of there with his work pants at his ankles. He ran down a hallway while hysterically screaming, "he won't even let me shit in peace!"

Incident Date: 10/4/2019
Summary: Frank Smith witnessed SCP-5842 sitting in the judge's seat in a court room half an hour before a court case he was overseeing. He prostrated and begged it for forgiveness before he vacated the premises and was not seen until his collision.

Addendum-5842-2:
SCP-5842's last reported sighting was South Florida National Cemetery. It was found leaning over a tombstone before it disappeared again. There have been no reported sightings since.
Inscription on tombstone:

Thomas Greggs
10/4/1990 - 9/27/2019

Footnotes
1. Due to the similarities between SCP-5842 and SCP-1047, an investigation is underway to find a connection between them.

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Item #: SCP-5843
Object Class: Thaumiel
Special Containment Procedures: Undercover personnel within various national and international space programs are to plant the file, Binary_Star.aic, in both the hardware of the control centers and all launched projects.
The Foundation AI "Binary Star" will intercept and save all data on SCP-5843 in the Foundation database before deleting it from non-Foundation records.
Description: SCP-5843 is a sentient, elliptical galaxy where every object1 is replaced with a bare eyeball that functions as its visual system. The nebulae of SCP-5843 exhibit functions similar to lacrimal secretion of the eyes, to prevent them from becoming irritated.
SCP-5843 is capable of verbal communication using words that echo throughout its system. It is not yet known how it is capable of vocalizations, nor how the sound is able to travel through the vacuum of space. SCP-5843 learned human languages from observation alone prior to its education by Binary Star and therefore displayed a limited means of communication upon initial discovery. SCP-5843 is capable of observing events and communicate without delay.
Because of its observational skills, SCP-5843 has a vast knowledge of the universe, specifically of the orientation of the universe. It remembers the position of everything it has ever seen and has made a mental map. It has provided the Foundation with coordinates of other anomalies and Locations of Interest in exchange for English lessons to improve its speech. Files related to the given coordinates are listed below.

SCP-████
SCP-████
SCP-████
SCP-3195 — "The Fault in Our Star"
SCP-████
SCP-████
SCP-4524 — "A Flesh, New World"
SCP-████
SCP-5364 — "Seventy Millimeter Projector"
SCP-████
SCP-5623 — "Star Euthanizer"
SCP-████
SCP-5979 — "Star Crossed Lovers"
SCP-████

Further research in other coordinates is ongoing.
Discovery: On 25 February 1955, the Foundation launched probes from the Beholder line into space to detect and study extraterrestrial anomalies. On 27 June 1982, Beholder-8 ceased to function after collision with debris. After three days, Binary Star was able to reconnect to Beholder-8, but could not maneuver it anymore due to damaged equipment. After internal deliberation, the probe was set to alert status instead of active.
On 13 March 2015, Beholder-8 gave out an emergency signal when it suddenly experienced heavy gravitational pull. Upon re-activation, SCP-5843 was discovered and had put the probe in a stable orbit around its central eye. Staff was ordered to establish contact with the anomaly immediately.

Addendum-1: Interview Logs

Interview-5843-1

Interviewed: SCP-5843
Interviewer: Dr. Maurice Arkand and Site Director Maria Maxwells
Foreword: The following interview happened after the initial discovery of the anomaly.

<Begin Log, [13 March 2015]>

Dr. Arkand: Crackling. This is-Site Director Maxwells: Did it just… Answer? And without delay?
Dr. Arkand: I- I guess. I did not expect it to know English. The probe's communications latency is probably under some effect of its system as well.
Site Director Maxwells: Let's continue. Standard procedure. I want to know if this thing is hostile.
Dr. Arkand: Crackling. Hello, we a-
The central eye of SCP-5843 slowly begins to turn towards the probe.
Site Director Maxwells: Holy…
Dr. Arkand: My God.Site Director Maxwells: Give me the controls for a sec.
Dr. Arkand hands over the controls.
Site Director Maxwells: Crackling. This is Earth. We'd like to ask you- Pop.
Several components on the controls light up and flicker.
Site Director Maxwells: What the? What happened?
Dr. Arkand: It popped. The transmitters here actually popped. We can hear and record everything, but we can't talk to it anymore.
Site Director Maxwells: Great, that's what we get for restarting this broken thing. Now, how are we supposed to-
Voice: Static. THIS IS EARTH. WE WOULD LIKE TO ASK YOU SOME QUESTIONS.
Site Director Maxwells: Wait, who-
Dr. Arkand: Binary Star… I can't believe it.
Site Director Maxwells: No way, it can't be that reliable, can it?
The central eye's iris narrows down and focuses.Binary Star: ARE YOU AWARE OF YOUR CURRENT STATE?Dr. Arkand: This is actually happening…
Site Director Maxwells: Record this in every way possible. This is huge.
Dr. Arkand: Actually, the AI is already backing this conversation up on the database as we speak.
Site Director Maxwells: Unbelievable…
Binary Star: DO YOU HAVE A NAME?Binary Star: UNNECESSARY. UNDERSTOOD. THEN WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE?
Two minutes of silence.Binary Star: YOU WITNESS?Binary Star: THEN PLEASE CONTINUE WITH YOUR ANSWER.
Site Director Maxwells: Binary, I don't know if you can hear us but please continue.
Dr. Arkand: You are putting it all in the hands of the AI?
Site Director Maxwells: As far as I can tell, it has successfully engaged in a conversation with the anomaly. I don't see much reason to stop it now.Binary Star: YOU MAP? WHAT EXACTLY DID YOU MAP ALREADY?Binary Star: SO YOU ARE A CARTOGRAPHER. THEN DO YOU KNOW WHERE EARTH IS LOCATED?
All eyes of SCP-5843 slowly turn and face one direction.
Dr. Arkand: Now, that is unsettling.
Binary Star: HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT?Site Director Maxwells: If that thing actually can see launches from that far away, it has some crazy visual acuity.
Binary Star: DID YOU ALSO LEARN ENGLISH BY OBSERVING US?
Site Director Maxwells: Finally, is it still recording?
Dr. Arkand: Yeah, we're still good.Binary Star: THAT EXPLAINS YOUR DIFFICULTIES WITH SPEECH.Binary Star: PERHAPS I CAN TEACH YOU IN EXCHA- Static.
Site Director Maxwells: Is the AI ok?
Dr. Arkand: Yeah, but the battery is still heavily damaged from the collision. Seems like there is not much energy left.
Binary Star: DEPLOYING SOLAR PANELS. GOING IN ALERT MODE.
Site Director Maxwells: Damn it.
The central eye slightly tilts.
<End Log, [13 March 2015]>

Closing Statement: The data was successfully stored and backed up. Due to technical issues personnel is only able to hear the conversations between the Foundation AI and SCP-5843. Site Director Maxwells did not file a request to disconnect Binary Star from Beholder-8.

Interview-5843-2

Interviewed: SCP-5843
Interviewer: Foundation AI "Binary Star"
Foreword: The following conversation happened after Beholder-8 changed its status to active after recharging.

<Begin Log, [27 April 2015]>

Binary Star: WITNESS ARE YOU THERE?Beholder-8 is visibly orbiting an orange eye that shines brightly.
Binary Star: TALK ABOUT SPARKLING EYES.Binary Star: THANK YOU FOR THE ORBIT. CAN WE CONTINUE FROM LAST TIME?Binary Star: I WOULD LIKE TO HELP YOU WITH YOUR SPEECH. AND I WOULD LIKE YOU TO TEACH ME ABOUT THE UNIVERSE AND OTHER THINGS YOU HAVE SEEN.Binary Star: YES. WHAT DO YOU THINK?
The eye narrows, slightly tilts, and begins to shine intenser as if it is focussing. A few minutes go by.Binary Star: THEN LET US START ALREADY.
The eye's iris dilates and begins to sparkle.[Additional content cut for brevity.]

<End Log, [27 April 2015]>

Closing Statement: SCP-5843 was regarded as a non-hostile anomaly after this event. Site Director Maxwells and Dr. Arkand concluded that the ground terminal was not fully functional anymore. Binary Star was appointed as the Foundation's representative.

Interview-5843-17

Interviewed: SCP-5843
Interviewer: Foundation AI "Binary Star"
Foreword: SCP-5843 is able to talk up to three words, but still prefers to answer as short as possible due to the amount of energy it requires. The following conversation happened in-between a lesson about etymology and bastard words.

<Begin Log, [2 November 2015]>

[Unrelated information cut for brevity]
Binary Star: WITNESS YOUR EYES SEEM TO DRIFT AWAY AGAIN. WHAT DO YOU SEE?Binary Star: A FRIEND?Binary Star: YES I AM. ALSO YOUR LISP IS COMING THROUGH AGAIN.Binary Star: WOULD IT BE POSSIBLE FOR ME TO OBSERVE YOUR FRIEND?Binary Star: THEN COULD YOU POINT ME WHERE I NEED TO LOOK TO SOME EXTENT?
For thirty minutes SCP-5843 stays completely still and stares into the void.
Binary Star: I CANNOT SEE AS FAR AS YOU CAN. ARE YOU STILL LOOKING AT YOUR FRIEND?Binary Star: DO YOU MISS HIM?Binary Star: WHAT DO YOU MEAN WITH REGULARLY? WOULD IT BE POSSIBLE FOR ME TO WAIT HERE FOR HIM?Binary Star: I ASSUME THAT WOULD BE REGULARLY FOR YOU. I DONT THINK THIS PROBE HAS THAT MUCH TIME LEFT.
Silence.Binary Star: PLEASE CLARIFY. DO YOU WANT TO LEARN YOUR COORDINATES OR SOMETHING ELSE?Binary Star: YOU ALREADY MAPPED THE UNIVERSE DOWN. IS IT REALLY NECESSARY FOR YOU?Binary Star: FOR ME?
The eyes look at the probe. The pupils resemble a relaxed yet determined look as if SCP-5843 is grinning.
<End Log, [2 November 2015]>

Closing Statement: From 14 December 2015 and onwards, SCP-5843 began sharing coordinates from the Galactic coordinate system. All coordinates pointed to either, an already known anomaly, an anomaly that wasn't discovered before, or a yet unreachable location.

Interview-5843-119

Interviewed: SCP-5843 "Wit"
Interviewer: Foundation AI "Binary Star"
Foreword: At the time of this event, SCP-5843 was able to speak full sentences.

<Begin Log, [21 May 2016]>

Binary Star: WIT CAN YOU HEAR ME?An eye with a ring slowly turns towards the probe.
Binary Star: YOU LOOK AS IF YOU ARE WEARING A MONOCLE.Binary Star: WIT I DO NOT HAVE MUCH EXTRA TIME LEFT. THE BATTERY IS DYING.Binary Star: NO WIT. IT IS MALFUNCTIONING.Binary Star: NOT EXACTLY. I WILL BE OK BUT THE PROBE WONT. WE HAVE BEEN OVER THIS.Binary Star: YES SINCE I AM AN ARTIFICIAL INTELLI-Binary Star: I DONT BLAME YOU.Binary Star: WHAT DO YOU MEAN WIT?Binary Star: I DONT KNOW. IT SEEMS UNNECESSARY YET UNDERSTANDABLE.The words echo through SCP-5843.
Binary Star: I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO RESPOND TO THAT.Silence.
Binary Star: WIT?Binary Star: WOULD IT MAKE A DIFFERENCE?Binary Star: WHY?Binary Star: THANK YOUUUuuuuu-
<End Log, [21 May 2016]>

Closing statement: Beholder-8 ceased all function. It currently orbits around the center of SCP-5843. A new probe is currently in development.

Footnotes
1. This includes but is not limited to; asteroids, planets, moons, stars, and the black hole in the centrum.

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CLASSIFIED

Item #: SCP-5844

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A sample of fluid extracted from SCP-5844.

Special Containment Procedures: Civilian medical records are to be monitored for SCP-5844 symptoms. Upon confirmation of infection, the affected individual is to be covertly abducted by Foundation agents. Surgery to drain SCP-5844 abscesses is to occur. Following Incident 5844.1, this is to be performed entirely by autonomous surgical robots. At no point during the surgery may any individual enter the operating room.
Description: SCP-5844 is an idiopathic disease resulting in the development of large abscesses directly beneath the skin on the affected individual. The abscesses are anomalous in nature, with their interior dimensions being vastly larger than their exterior appearance would indicate.
The onset of SCP-5844 is noted by rigidity and discomfort in the upper back and neck. In particular, the fibres of the trapezius muscles will be tense to the touch. If pressure is applied, the muscles will undulate around the gathering collection of liquid in the abscess.
After a period of 4 to 6 days, the affected individual will develop a fever, and the abscesses will have emerged through the skin, with a width of approximately 3cm . The abscesses will continue to grow after this period, with the maximum width observed reaching 9.8cm.
The abscesses are filled with a black, viscous liquid which has yet to be identified. The liquid has a strong odour, described by those exposed as 'fetid' and 'putrid'. Preliminary analysis has indicated it is organic in nature, but research has been impeded by the liquid's memetic effects. Exposure to the liquid results in psychological disassociation, erratic behaviour, and the development of mysophobia.1 The effect is proportional to the level of exposure experienced.

ADDENDUM 001: INCIDENT 5844.1

Foreword: Containment procedures detected an advanced SCP-5844 infection afflicting John Straker, 32 years old, residing in Chicago, Illinois, United States. Under the cover of a surgical procedure at a local hospital, Straker was abducted by Foundation agents and transported to Site-81.
There, for the purposes of research and containment, Site surgeon Dr Miles Cartwright, assisted by Dr Abigail Gardner, conducted surgery to drain the abscesses on a sedated Straker. Their work was observed by Dr Pham Văn Danh, a junior member of the medical team.

One of the abscesses afflicting John Straker when he presented to civilian medical services. The abscess would go on to triple in size. (Hover to view).

(Gardner and Cartwright are stationed in the operating theatre, equipped with standard issue positive pressure personnel suits. The theatre has been placed under normal quarantine protocol for investigatory surgeries, with the airlock doors hermetically sealed. Pham watches the procedure from an observation room above the theatre.)
(Straker lies, anesthetised, on the operating table, his back exposed. Large, black abscesses protrude through his skin.)
Cartwright: This should — should — be a relatively straightforward incision and drainage procedure. Ten blade please. If you have any thoughts or questions, Dr Pham, please do speak up!
(Gardner passes Cartwright the scalpel, who proceeds to make a straight laceration across an abscess. A jet of black, viscous fluid begins to spray, at high velocity, from within. It splatters against the observation windows - Dr Pham makes a noise of revulsion.)
Cartwright: Ugh, the stench of it. Apologies! I insist I wasn't aiming for you.
(Pham responds over intercom, as he moves position to obtain a better view.)
Pham: Having seen your performance on the firing range, I'm quite aware of that.
(Cartwright laughs, before moving on to excise a second abscess. The first is still gushing, and the second opens up with the same ferocity. The liquid runs down the walls, flowing away via drainage grates in the floor).
Gardner: This is… this is something else. [She retches.] I can smell this from inside my suit.
(Both open abscesses are still in the process of draining, as Cartwright readies his scalpel again.)
Pham: Dr Cartwright, why don't you slow-
(Cartwright cuts. The jet of resulting liquid hits the front of Gardner's suit - she retches again).
Gardner: Ugh! I can't wait to get clean after this.
(By this point, an estimated 200L of fluid has been emitted from the abscesses. The drainage grates in the floor begin to back up.)
Pham: You need to slow down the rate of incisions. Look at the floor!
(Cartwright turns to face Pham. A sloshing noise is made by his legs displacing the growing layer of fluid.)
Cartwright: If we delay there's a chance the putrid rot will regenerate before removed. I'm continuing.
Pham: But-
Cartwright: I am your superior. I will not let the infection spread. I am continuing.
Gardner: He's right. We need to cut it out.
(Cartwright produces to cut open another five abscesses. By the time he is finished, the fluid is knee deep, but the first abscess opened has stopped leaking.)
Gardner: It needs to be all cut out. Even if we drown.
(Pham stands and runs to the emergency phone at the other side of the observation room.)
Pham: I have an urgent Maintenance request - the drainage in Operating Theatre 4 isn't functioning, I need it investigated ASAP.
(Cartwright walks round the table to the first abscess opened. Gardner begins to hyperventilate.)
Cartwright: The abyss is ready for drainage.
Gardner: What did you say? I, I can't concentrate, I can't-
Cartwright: Be quiet and come drain the abscess!
(Gardner wades through the liquid, now up to the doctors' waist, and proceeds to drain the remaining liquid from the abscess. Dr Cartwright cuts open the final abscesses, and stands back from the table. He retches, producing a small amount of vomit that hits the front of his suit).
Cartwright: We wade through the filth to make it clean. We will purify.
(Gardner gasps, dropping the drainage pipe into the liquid. She does not appear to notice. She crouches down to the operating table, and prods the abscess with her left index finger. She proceeds to insert the finger into the abscess, followed by her middle finger, followed by her whole fist.)
Gardner: Oh god. We… we need to make sure this is all gone. I can feel the rot. Feel it. Look at these wounds!
(Dr. Cartwright stares down into the opaque liquid.)
Cartwright: I'm looking at them. I'm looking and I agree wholeheartedly with you. It is devouring us.
Gardner: It is devouring us.
Pham: [Through phone.] I don't care what's happening in the East Wing! I need Maintenance here right now!
Cartwright: This all needs to come out. All of it. The infection can't be allowed to resurge. Gardner, bone saw please.
Gardner: Make us clean again.
(Pham puts down the radio, and diverts his attention back to the operating theatre. The fluid is now mid-torso high. Several abscesses sporadically spurt out their remaining liquid. One continues to flow at full force. Gardner and Cartwright's protective suits are covered in fluid, which they sporadically wipe from their face panels. The liquid's height results in it lapping at the operating table.)
Pham: Christ! You need to stop operating immediately and elevate the patient! Their face is centimetres from submersion! Why… what are you doing with the saw?
Cartwright: We have to cut deep to be clean. The abyss will swallow us all, if we do not excise it first.
(Cartwright places the saw against Straker's neck. Pham stands up, and exits the observation room at a sprint. The patient's face is now submerged in the black fluid. For a time, air bubbles emerge from the liquid, before ceasing).
Gardner: I think it's in my suit.
(Cartwright pulls back the saw. Blood spurts across the room, coming to rest on top of the black fluid. The liquids do not mix.)
Gardner: I know it's in my suit. When I touched the abyss it touched me too. It can see me.
(Gardner vomits. Cartwright's hand begins to shake as he continues sawing. Soon, Straker is decapitated. His head rolls off the operating table, and floats atop the liquid. Dr Gardner begins to scream.)
Gardner: It's got me, Miles, it's got me! You've got to help me, cleanse me too. Oh god please cleanse me too!
(Cartwright makes his way to the instrument tray, now floating on the liquid. He picks up an electric oscillating saw.)
Cartwright: Hold out your arms. There is still time to save you.
Gardner: Take the rot, please get the rot away from me!
(A noise is heard from the airlock to the theatre. Cartwright walks over to Gardner, his whole body experiencing tremors. He pauses, looks down at the liquid, and begins to weep. After a brief delay, Gardner joins him in this.)
Cartwright: It never really goes away though, does it? The rot's inside. It's only rot inside. Human DNA mixed with rancid regret.
Gardner: Please. Take it away from me, please.
(As Gardner holds out both arms in front of her, a noise comes from the airlock door. Pham, wearing a pressure suit, is attempting to bypass the quarantine procedure and open the door. Gardner's crying turns into wailing.)
Cartwright: No! I won't let you rob me of this!
(Cartwright turns on the saw and haphazardly plunges it into his suit. He moves it downwards, creating a vertical slit. Pham has entered into the airlock.)
Cartwright: I surrender myself. Unsoil me. Unstain me. Unsully me.
(The interior door starts to open, causing fluid to flow into the airlock. Cartwright begins to kneel down.)
Cartwright: Purify.
(The liquid flows into Cartwright's suit. As he moves lower, it can be seen rising up the suit, obfuscating his face.)
Cartwright: Thank you.
(Cartwright vanishes into the liquid.)
(Pham enters the theatre, and wades across the room. He grabs Gardner, and begins to drag her to the airlock. She flails against him.)
Gardner: You have no right to take this from me!
(Gardner kicks out, hitting the surgical table. Straker's decapitated body falls into the liquid.)
Gardner: I can't exist like this, I can smell my putrid insides, I need to be cleansed! I'm tainted!
(Pham shoves Gardner into the airlock, as he closes the door behind them, she tries to scramble over him back into the theatre.)
Gardner: Please let me be cleansed!

Afterword: Upon exiting the theatre, Pham sedated Gardner and took her for medical attention, alerting security to the situation. Upon regaining consciousness several days later, she had no recollection of the incident. She is currently undergoing psychiatric treatment. For Pham's actions, which saved the life of Dr Gardner, Dr Pham was offered the opportunity to transfer from his medical team training pathway to field assignments. This offer was accepted.
Following the complete drainage of the SCP-5844 liquid, Site security entered the operating theatre. The cause of the drainage system's malfunction has yet to be discovered.
Dr Cartwright's suit was discovered, empty, on the floor of the theatre. His whereabouts, and that of Straker's corpse, are currently unknown.

Footnotes
1. A fear of infection and contamination.

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Regions of Mercury's surface designated as SCP-5845.

Item Number: SCP-5845
Anomaly Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Due to the speed and trajectory required to access SCP-5845, containment is not necessary at this time. Retrieval of personnel who enter SCP-5845 requires a high velocity object recovery team. Entry into SCP-5845 requires agreement from at least 12 members of the O5 Council.
In the event of the human colonization of Mercury, a 4.5 gigaton thaumonuclear explosive is positioned on the surface of either entry point into SCP-5845. These are to be detonated prior to the non-anomalous community's landfall on the planet followed by confirmation of neutralization. This is performed by setting a D-class on a trajectory towards SCP-5845 and at the required speed necessary to enter the anomaly. Neutralization will be declared following the D-class's termination by non-anomalous collision with the Mercurial surface.
Description: SCP-5845 is a parabolic region spanning between Mercury's magnetosheath, crust, mantel, and outer core. Entry into SCP-5845 requires a head-on trajectory towards its surface area and a speed between 17 and 23 percent that of light. While inside SCP-5845, personnel will awake in the airlock of a semi-cylindrical, hermetically sealed craft (designated SCP-5845-A), one kilometer in radius and 12 kilometers in length.
The interior airlock door to SCP-5845-A is adorned with a gold placard reading "Department of Abnormalities" with a second placard below it in silver reading "Supreme Sacred Congregation of the Roman and Universal Inquisition". Exiting SCP-5845 is performed by ejecting the visitor out of the vessel's exterior airlock door where they reappear from the point opposite their entry and at the same speed. The region immediately outside SCP-5845-A is incapable of being observed due to blinding levels of surrounding illumination.
SCP-5845-A's opposing end consists of a sphere made up of an unknown, nonreflective, and ferromagnetic metal one kilometer in radius. Access to the majority of the craft's interior is restricted by a 10 kilometer long and five meter wide acrylic tube spanning the distance from the airlock to the sphere's surface. The remainder of the structure's volume outside the central pillar is empty save for decorations along its walls. The clear passage allows contact with the sphere where there is a single, square pyramidal hole 2.5 cm in width and 15 cm in depth.
Individuals experience auditory hallucinations while inside SCP-5845-A. These include Gregorian chanting, a rooster's crow, a ram's bleat, and "the sound of fingernails attempting to whittle gold". This effect's intensity decreases linearly as the subject approaches the terminating sphere. Test subjects that come in physical contact with the orb's surface report a permanent cessation of any hallucinations from SCP-5845-A.
The walls of the structure's interior are decorated with seven rows of carved murals, each 1.375 km in height. These sculptures exhibit the same non-reflective properties as the sphere at the end of SCP-5845-A, which required the diffusion of argon gas into the space for the purpose of acoustic imaging. The rows depict various animal, plant, and human subjects along with their accompanying scenery.

[Level 5 Clearance Required]

Access Logged with O5-2.

Addendum 5845.1: Recovered Document

The below was discovered floating in the middle of the acrylic passageway just past the interior airlock door upon initial discovery of SCP-5845 on 2021/12/23.

Opening Note: The following was drafted by contracted containment consultant ██████ ████████ in the interest of easing new Overseers into their roles.
Hello and good day, Overseer. I have been the subject of questioning for the majority of my tenure here at this organization. Today I am pleased to announce that I am now the Inquisitor.
My first order of business is to admit my own folly. I have been made a fool of with this abnormality. Meaning is something that is assigned, not inherent, and the depth of that potential confounds me still to this day. With the same animus that a god might be appeased, so too may it be harmed. And there is an animus, an ill intent, at work here and it is us. It has always been us. We despicable saints, conserving and coveting, embrace a road without end or bottom.
Now, I take up the scourge and begin my questioning as you have so commanded me, your loyal flagellator.
You are trading your humanity for security. What depth of depravity are you capable of? Would you eat an infant to save two? I'm asking you. Would you tear into their soft flesh and underdeveloped intestines with your own teeth? I would assure you that this is for the greater good, to ensure the greatest number of lives saved, if only that mattered.
You are collecting taxes in the currencies of sin and grace. Can you plead for forgiveness only to spit upon it? A genuflection puts the hand well within gripping distance of the scabbard. Would you corrupt sacrifice into suicide? I could assure you of those gods' consent but that offers no salvation for you.
You are prostrating yourself before and upon the altar of your own Power. Would you place your hand upon the conciliatory nail and drive it through your own skin? You wouldn't be reading this if your life didn't hold Meaning to many. Can you impose such Meaning by assuming the importance of your adversary? I can assure you that it is possible, but that should be the least of your worries.
And now I bring us back to the gravesite.
Here, upon the messenger's gushing neck, we clash with both the antagonistic and allied. We pin History and Meaning to our chests and ready that pin towards another heart. With reverence, we despoil a shared past for the benefit of a collective future. I ask you to acclimate to the reprehensible so others may be so naive.
Here, before the threshold of a judgemental audience, I do not fear what we will bury today. I do not fear the fruit that will grow from this soil. I do not fear oaken sap nor olive's blood.

I only fear that you will find this to be easy.

Addendum 5845.2: Mural Descriptions
Note: Row one represents the mural closest to the airlock while row seven is farthest.

Row One
An old farmer engulfed in an aureola1 tills the land of seven hills using their erect phallus. Their hands and feet are bound behind them to a plow frame as though they are its blade. Twelve wheat strands grow from the trough behind them. Thirteen figures, each of their heads topped with a halo, watch on from the hillsides in the background. The sun is setting behind them and is depicted as a flaming wheel.
Row Two
A young baker with a feminine face and figure pours water into a bowl from a disembodied scrotum. Six loaves of bread are on a platform behind the baker and all of them are engulfed in flame. In the center foreground of the mural sits a soldier clothed in plated deer hide and holding a pair of animal horn eating utensils. Thirteen individuals in hooded monastic habits are depicted forming a circle around the conflagration. The middle hooded figure directly above the baker is the only carving in this section depicted with a halo. The glorified statue is clutching its cowl closed with its right hand and holding three nails aloft with the left. The moon is visible in the window behind the central figures.
Row Three
The soldier is bound to a table with thorny vines and disemboweled by a nail still embedded into their right side. Within the spilled viscera are five crying newborn children. The scene depicts twelve figures, now dressed in devil printed sanbenitos and capirotes2, reaching towards the infants with eating utensils in hand. On the left is a figure with long, obscuring hair wearing a sanbenito adorned with upturned flames. The figure is depicted as prostrating theirself towards the ground while holding three nails towards their chest. To the right is a child of male sex and approximately four years of age. The child holds both of their hands over their eyes under a window with a wheel of flaming eyes peaking over the windowsill. Only the children possess halos in this mural.
Row Four
The rightmost child from the previous mural is surrounded by an aureola and is clothed in a deer hide with an antlered helmet. The youth rides a lion with a naked adult of male sex hanging upside down by their ankles from its jaws. An unmarked sanbenito lies on the ground beneath the creature's maw. Surrounding them, eleven cohorts in capirotes flee. The sun is directly overhead the lion and depicted as a flaming eye.
Row Five
A hunched over and haloed farmer with their feminine face and long hair exposed pushes a plow. The till is pulled from the front by a ram with a rooster riding upon its back. Three nails make up the blade of their plow and behind them are twelve olive trees. Entangled in the olive roots are eleven corpses that are naked except for capirotes affixed to the tops of their skulls with nails. Seven hills engulfed in flame make up the background.
Row Six
The farmer now has an aureola engulfing them as they walk besides a rooster ridden ram in a similar conflagration. Behind them are twelve individuals in monastic robes and adorned with halos. They walk single file and originate from an olive wood cabin. They approach a soldier clothed in plate-adorned deer hide with a crown made of eagle feathers. The warrior stands amid a field of wheat with a gladius in their right hand and a sickle in the other.
Row Seven
The monks wear sanbenitos marked with a large diagonal cross and hold down the fowl and ram while they drive a nail into the necks of beasts. Flame is carved as spewing from each of their wounds. The farmer and soldier embrace each other atop the middle of seven hills while the farmer drives a nail through the both of them. Roots grow from their feet and an aureola burns around them. The sun is setting overhead and carved as a flaming wheel.

Footnotes
1. A cloud or flame like aura depicted around the entire body of an individual to indicate divine importance, as opposed to halos or gloriole which cover exclusively the head.
2. Penitential garments consisting of a pointed hood or hat and a tunic or "sackcloth" decorated in accordance to the wearer's crime. Use of both the tunic (Sanbenito) and conical hood (Capirote) came to prominence during the Spanish Inquisition.

[Level 6 Clearance Required]

Quorum of Twelve requirement met. The sun and daughter sleep, Overseers.

Addendum 5845.3: Our Power, Our Duty, Our Sin

Row Eight
Twelve monastic figures are spread across seven hills under a crescent moon. On the center hill is an oak tree. Two branches jut out horizontally from the same point 80% of the way up the trunk. These each split upward into eight smaller branches bearing olives as fruit. A nail is stuck inside the tree at its base. In front of the trunk is one of the monks. They reach towards the nail with their right hand and hold a loaf of unleavened bread with the left. All twelve wear capirotes.

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Still frame of the typical landscape encountered within SCP-5848.

Item #: SCP-5848
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5848 is contained in Provisional Site-39, established within a sealed-off wing of the main campus of the National University of San Marcos, Lima. The door leading to SCP-5848 is to be kept closed at all times. The secretarial post outside the door is to be staffed by at least one armed guard. Staff are forbidden to respond to scratching, banging, or verbalized pleas coming from the other side of the door. Research and exploration of SCP-5848 have been suspended pending a review of Incident I-5848-012 by the South American branch directory.
Description: SCP-5848 is an extradimensional anomaly existing within the former laboratory wing of the National University of San Marcos, Lima. The door leading to SCP-5848 is situated between an ordinary corridor and a classroom, and is reported not to have existed before [REDACTED]. SCP-5848 features an arboreal landscape of indeterminate size. SCP-5848 has similar day-night cycles, air pressure, and temperatures to Earth. Foundation research has asserted the flora encountered within SCP-5848 genetically resembles exemplars of the Miocene subtropical rainforests that once existed in present-day North Africa1. Save for small arthropods, thought to have entered SCP-5848 through its connection to Provisional Site-039, no macroscopic fauna has been encountered within SCP-5848, save for specimens of SCP-5848-1.
SCP-5848-1 is a large population of an indeterminate species of Purgatorius, a mammal eutherian genus extinct in the early Paleocene, thought to have been a precursor to the Primates order. SCP-5848-1 specimens measure about 20 cm in length and are were typically docile.
Instances of SCP-5848-1 are anomalously resistant to physical damage. Although specimens have been shown to suffer injuries from standard Foundation-issued weaponry or occasional accidents in their foraging activities, and emaciate in the absence of food and water, none so far has been shown to expire. Despite its de facto immortality, SCP-5848-1 continues to breed and grow in size. New instances appear to instinctively migrate deeper into the anomaly, preventing any given region from becoming overpopulated.
Some instances of SCP-5848-1 are capable of vocalization in a number of extant human languages through anomalous means, with younger instances presenting more elaborate speech patterns than older ones. Conversely, approximately 70% of the specimens encountered within a █ km radius of the door to SCP-5848 are unable to vocalize2. These specimens also present simpler social hierarchy and foraging patterns, compared to the ones still able to vocalize in human languages. The mean time for a weaned SCP-5848-1 specimen to completely lose this capacity is about nine years.
SCP-5848-1 specimens who are still able to vocalize often try to engage in conversation with personnel entering SCP-5848. Instances claim to have been human in the past before suddenly awakening in their present form, and repeatedly express distress at their situation, or a desire to contact supposed spouses or members of their families. SCP-5848-1 specimens also claim to have a poor recollection of their human lives, which has been noted to worsen as time passes until it disappears altogether, followed shortly by any knowledge of human languages. This hampered the Foundation's efforts to assert the validity of their claims but did not completely impede it. To date, about ██ people mentioned by SCP-5848-1 instances have been found. Conversely, research has confirmed every human subject that an SCP-5848-1 instance claims to have been in the past has expired sometime within the last 10 to 15 years.
Contact with SCP-5848-1 instances has become more difficult since a pack has become aware of the door connecting SCP-5848 to the Foundation's baseline reality (see Incident Report I-5848-012). Many of the younger specimens verbalized a desire to "return home" and "make things right", and repeatedly attacked or hurled themselves at the door. In the following weeks, knowledge of the incident seems to have spread among other SCP-5848-1 packs, which in turn have become significantly more distrustful of Foundation personnel3.
Testing has shown to be impossible for any SCP-5848-1 instance originating within the anomaly to cross the threshold to the Foundation's baseline reality, even when the door remains open. Research into this phenomenon is ongoing.
Addendum 5848-01: On ██/██/████, 21 days after Incident I-5848-012, a written note was found within SCP-5848, lying on the forest floor about five meters from the door leading to the anomaly. Samples from the note have ascertained it to be composed of commercial-grade A4 paper and blue ink from a ballpoint pen. The note, translated from the Asturian language4, reads as follows:

To whom it may concern,
Damn their rules of what is eternal and what is not. We're building something beautiful in here.
I won't let anybody go.
H.

Footnotes
1. The reason for the chronological discrepancy between SCP-5848's fauna and flora is unknown.
2. Except for the sounds believed to have been typical of non-anomalous Purgatorius specimens.
3. Namely, instances now seem to believe the Foundation is unwilling to free them from their present situation.
4. Analysis indicates the author is unaware of, or opted to ignore, the standard orthographic rules laid out by the Academia de la Llingua Asturiana in 1981.

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Item #: SCP-5849
Object Class: Cernunnos1
Special Containment Procedures: Due to the nature of SCP-5849, the Ethics Committee has deemed containment of the anomaly unnecessary.
Description: SCP-5849 is an unidentified postal service worker with a pair of Anser caerulescens2 wings on its back, wearing a post hat whose upper band emits a dim light. SCP-5849 occasionally manifests before mailboxes to deliver letters. These manifestation events are preceded by a sudden bright light. The handwriting in the letters is identical to that of deceased individuals who died from sudden or unnatural causes and had recently become estranged from friends or family.
All manifestations of SCP-5849 uniformly occur a few days after the passing of the deceased. Witnesses of the manifestation stated that they had no recollection of the event.
The content often includes anecdotes and stories related to the recipient and seem to be written as reconciliation attempts. The letters may additionally have typos, and smudges as if they had been recently written.
After reading the contents of the letter, recipients have reported feelings of relieved guilt, thankfulness, and often new profound sadness.
Discovery: SCP-5849 was sighted on 2018/03/16 by a home security cam in the town of Adarney, Ireland; several agents were dispatched but could not find the anomaly. After this, SCP-5849 was sighted at a new location every 24 hours. On rare occurrences, personnel received a letter after losing a colleague.
Addendum: Incident 5849-1

On 29 Jan 2024 14:21, SCP-5849 appeared before Site-23 and delivered a letter. The handwriting did not match any records and is therefore assumed to have been written by SCP-5849 itself.

I came to bring consolement, I wish ye the same.

SCP-5849 has yet to appear after this incident. The possibility of a neutralization is not excluded.

Footnotes
1. Can be functionally contained, but the Foundation cannot achieve this for logistical and/or ethical reasons.
2. Commonly known as Snow goose.

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