Item #: SCP-5185
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Instances of SCP-5185 are to be located and secured by Site-37 staff. SCP-5185 instances are to be contained in a dog day care center within Site-37 with a chain link fence separating them from research personnel.
Description: SCP-5185 are an unclassified subspecies of giant house spider (Eratigena atrica). Each possesses the physical, psychological, and social needs of an average domesticated canine. When first brought into Foundation care, each SCP-5185 instance was approximately the size of a six to ten week-old puppy, with their internal biology modified to allow them to survive at this size. Each instance has since grown to the size of a border collie (45.72 cm - 55.88 cm tall). SCP-5185 instances also have a base level of intelligence congruent with that of an average border collie.
SCP-5185 instances have been observed showing aggressive behaviour towards staff, charging at researchers while making high pitched noises similar to growling, biting the chain link fence, and lunging.
Instances of SCP-5185 were purchased from a renovated Coca-Cola branded vending machine on the sidewalk of 6th Street, Macaque, Il. The dispenser, designated SCP-5185-A, had five compartments made from plexiglas with a fleece blanket at the bottom of every compartment. Each contained one instance of SCP-5185. Despite what is advertised on the flyer, no purchase from SCP-5185-A has produced anything matching the description of a "fine dog."

Flyer for SCP-5185. Other flyers have been found reading “please adopt spider” and “free spider. just take.”

Addendum 5185-1:
Video log from SCP-5185's containment unit. Each instance is designated a number, 1-7.

<Begin Log>
7:13 AM: SCP-5185-1 wakes up after being kicked in the abdomen by SCP-5185-4. It turns to a different sleeping position before resting its head
7:24 AM: SCP-5185-6 sits up and drinks water from its water bowl. It walks over to the play set and picks up a chew toy.
7:26 AM: SCP-5185-1 looks around before bounding over to SCP-5185-6. It picks up one of its legs and bats SCP-5185-6. It looks inquisitively at SCP-5185-1, dropping the chew toy. SCP-5185-1 picks up a rope toy, shaking it around in its jaws.
7:28 AM: SCP-5185-6 grabs the rope toy, starting a tug-of-war match with SCP-5185-1.
7:30 AM: SCP-5185-1 loses. It picks up the chew toy SCP-5185-6 dropped before and sits down.
7:31 AM: SCP-5185-4 wakes up due to the commotion, followed by SCP-5185-5, SCP-5185-2, and SCP-5185-7.
7:32 AM: SCP-5185-6 cocks its head before running over SCP-5185-1 and tackling it. A play fight ensues.
7:33 AM: SCP-5185-4 hops up and joins the fight.
7:34 AM: The three instances join into a dog pile while continuing to play fight.
7:36 AM: The three instances get tired of play fighting, deciding to climb on the play set instead. Other instances soon awaken and join.
7:40 AM: Instances of SCP-5185 notice bowls of food and run over to eat.
8:01 AM: Instances are separated for personal training.
<End Log>

Addendum 5185-2:
Several undercover Foundation employees contacted the “finedadoinstagram” account about the lack of dogs being dispensed from SCP-5185-A. This interaction produced an interview.

June 14th, 2019
3:54 PM
Hello? Is this dado?

hello yes this is fine dado instagram.

Can I ask you a question?

dado sees no reason to say no.

Alright, why does your advertisement say “get fine dog free” when there are no dogs being dispensed?

dado did not give u fine dog?

You did not. I have a dog sized spider.

dado sees. dado gave u fine spider so dado sees no issue.

though spider much like dog. dado sees not y u r complaining.

Right.
So, how did you come across these spiders?

dado got spider as gift. very cool. but dado thought, y not sell mean spider on street? spider very helpful companion, yes.

mean spider? I thought they were “fine spider by dado”?
Hello? dado are you there?

dado is here. dado not fast at typing but dado learn by practice.

fine debatable. spider is gross to dado. but spider make fine gift 4 child. very good companion.

spider not eat ur child like last dado-vention.

Wait. Like last dado-vention? What does that mean!?

spider technically harmless. spider not eat school and make good pet. get spider away from dado.

Are you afraid of spiders?

dado has no fear. dado is selling product. dado just dose not want spider around dado. spider gross to dado.

u like spider?

Uhhhh. Right…
I like spiders.

then u should buy fine spider by dado. take spider off dado property.

Sure. I'll buy a spider.

thank u foundation man.

dado appreciates purchase. it gets rid of bad spider dog.

Did you make these spiders?

dado already said dado got dog spider as gift. dado did not make scary spider.

Right.

u buy fine spider. now, dado goes.

dado definitely not is scared of spider.

Seen 4:23 PM

Addendum 5185-3:
Foundation employees received a PM from the “finedadoinstagram” account approximately 3 days later.

June 17th, 2019
2:40 PM

dado asks u forget last message.

Seen 2:42 PM

« SCP-5184 | SCP-5185 | SCP-5186 »


Item #: SCP-5186
Level 4/5186

Object Class: Keter
Classified

Border of SCP-5186's area of effect

Special Containment Procedures: The area containing SCP-5186 is to be routinely patrolled by Foundation naval vessels. Any unauthorised vessels approaching the area are to be redirected and provided with the cover story that the space is part of a long-term conservation effort.
All Foundation crew members involved with containment are to routinely report in with medical staff to assess for potential exposure to SCP-5186. Should a crew mate express any distinct symptoms1, medical staff are authorised to administer amnestics across all potentially affected crew.
In the event that a patrolling Foundation vessel drifts into SCP-5186's range, all involved personnel should initiate the Blindside Protocol with immediate effect. Under no circumstances should a vessel open fire at any perceived entity without sonar confirmation from Site-39.
Description: SCP-5186 is a behavioural phenomenon linked to a 50km diameter area of open water off the coast of Chile. Any individuals entering SCP-5186's space will initially experience mild discomfort, often complaining about feelings of nausea and restlessness. Further travel into the area will inevitably cause subjects to believe they are being watched by an entity in the water.
Affected individuals are unable to physically see the entity, and all attempts to locate one with sonar equipment have so far failed. Regardless, subjects will eventually conclude whatever is watching them is large enough to completely devour both themselves and any vessel they may be situated on. This effect remains consistent regardless of vessel size. A person's belief that the entity watching them is real will only become stronger as they move further in.
Examination of an affected subject's brain activity shows heightened stimulation of the amygdala2. This effect is consistent across all subjects, and suggests a natural 'fight-or-flight' response specific to SCP-5186. Depending on the subject's mental state and the distance travelled into SCP-5186's area, this fear response3 can induce severe anxiety, dread, and depression.

Deployment of Chimera from Site-39.

Discovery: SCP-5186 was initially brought to the Foundation's attention in 1987 following the loss of a Columbian research vessel. The missing team were investigating 'The Depths that Hunger', a sea shanty spread amongst posted sailors during the 16th Century (see Recovered Document 10-B for further details). Analysis reports indicated the vessel had been written off as lost to storms by local coast guard. However, an inquiry carried out by the Foundation revealed a large portion of water which had been intentionally avoided by search and rescue teams during their investigation4.
Following reports of a potential hostile entity by exploration groups, Foundation naval vessel Chimera was deployed to assess the threat. One hour after entry, site command received a distress signal from the vessel before Chimera proceeded to open fire at the surrounding water. All orders to stop were ignored. This behaviour continued for approximately 20 minutes before a detonation onboard5 tore a hole in the port side hull. Despite possessing the means to repair the damage, the crew retreated to the uppermost deck and the vessel sank. 62 lives were lost.
A secure perimeter was established and containment procedures were enacted on 06/08/1988. Further refinement of the perimeter was put in place in 1993 following additional D-Class testing.

Recovered Document 10-B: The following is a partial transcript of the shanty 'The Depths That Hunger', a song with potential links to SCP-5186. The document was recovered from the home of Dr. Gabriela Rening, one of the missing Columbian researchers, during the Foundation's initial investigation. According to Dr Rening's notes, the song itself has existed as far back as 1513.

'Beware beware the beast beneath, of eyes and shadow and maws and teeth,
With baleful gaze that chills the bone, beware beware the thing not known.'
'Beware beware the storms at night, that drag young sailors to their plight,
For down below a horror slumbers, beware beware the depths that hunger.'
'Beware beware the silent sea, its dreaded aura causing men to flee,
For in the depths the beast does lie, beware beware its watching eye.'
'Beware beware the one that waits, its endless maw sealing our fates,
No one is safe, neither old nor younger, beware beware the depths that hunger.'
'Beware beware the shifting tides, where deep below a darkness lies,
If mind and body you wish to keep, beware beware the broken deep.'
'Beware beware the lurking threat, no man can ever truly forget,
Ready to claim those in storm and thunder, beware beware the depths that hunger'

SCP-5186 Effects Test Log Excerpts

PROCEDURE: D-1924 told to ride an unmanned dinghy into SCP-5186's range.
RESULT: Dinghy travels approximately 14 kilometres in before D-1924 suddenly falls unconscious.
NOTES: See Experiment Log D-1924 for further details.

PROCEDURE: D-3416 outfitted with SCUBA gear and a vocal transducer before swimming into SCP-5186's space approximately 20 metres below surface level.
RESULT: D-3416 swims 8 kilometres before suddenly halting. Subject refuses to look down, abandoning their breathing equipment in an attempt to quickly reach the surface. D-3416 drowns approximately 70 seconds later.
NOTES: 10 minutes prior to their death, D-3416 kept vocalising concerns about 'nothing but jaws just waiting to kill (them)'.

PROCEDURE: D-4725 outfitted with SCUBA gear and lowered into the epicentre of SCP-5186's range by helicopter.
RESULT: During the lowering procedure, the pilot suddenly initiates an emergency flight maneuver that throws both D-4725 and two other crew members into the water, killing them on impact.
NOTES: Following this incident, the use of aircraft for testing purposes has been prohibited. Consideration for extending SCP-5186's range 100 metres above sea level has been made.

Attached File:

+ Experiment Log D-1924

- Experiment Log D-1924

Experiment Log D-1924:
Testing Purposes: To gain a better understanding of SCP-5186 and potentially locate a source of its anomalous effect.
Additional Information: Subject was equipped with standard audiovisual recording devices and a life jacket. Additionally, the unmanned dinghy has been fitted with an onboard camera for monitoring purposes. Exploration was observed by Dr. Harking at Site-39. For brevity, the following log begins approximately 10 minutes after initial entry into SCP-5186's space.
<Begin Log>
D-1924: Hey, doc? There ain't any sharks out here, right?
Dr. Harking: I can't say we know for certain I'm afraid.
D-1924: (laughing) Fair enough. (whispered) Sea air's probably fucking with me anyways.
Dr. Harking: D-1924, please elaborate.
D-1924: I'm just not used to being so far out in the ocean, that's all. Got me feeling kinda antsy. Being stuck on this thing doesn't make things any easier, that's for damn sure.
Dr. Harking: Just stay focused on the mission, please.
D-1924: (sighs) You got it, doc.
Dinghy continues forward without issue. D-1924 is noticeably irritable, but remains seated. Subject travels for three kilometres without any major issues.
After staring at the surrounding ocean for a short while, D-1924 becomes suddenly active. He stands up and begins to peer down into the water.
D-1924: (long pause) I think there's something down there.
Dr. Harking: Pardon?
D-1924: In the water. I think there's something down in the water.
Dr. Harking: (away from mic) We might have something. (pause) Did you see anything?
D-1924: No…I mean, I don't think so. But I can definitely feel it. Like—like it's staring at me. Right now, in fact.
Dr. Harking: I see. (pause) Could you give us a quick look underwater please?
D-1924: Uhh, yeah…of course.
Camera feed is angled downwards into the water. No life is immediately visible.
D-1924: I think it's too far down, doc. (pause) Whatever it is.
Dr. Harking: Understood. Continue as normal, but try and keep an eye out for it if you can.
D-1924: Sure thing…
The subject continues to check the sides of the boat for any movement below. Given the depth of the surrounding ocean, it's impossible to make anything out beyond 100 metres. The subject appears nervous of this fact.
Dinghy travels an additional four kilometres before D-1924 begins shuffling away from the sides of the boat.
D-1924: Something…something's not right, doc. I don't think I should be out here.
Dr. Harking: I'm afraid you don't have much choice in the matter.
D-1924: No, I'm serious. I'm not supposed to be out here. (pause) If I keep going I think it's going to hurt me.
Dr. Harking: What's going to hurt you? Can you describe it?
D-1924: I—I don't know. Something wrong…in the dark. I can feel it staring at me—from everywhere. It's like it's everywhere underneath me.
When asked to look into the water again, the subject is far more reluctant to do so. The camera feed fails to pick anything up.
Dr. Harking: D-1924, are you in any way afraid of the ocean?
D-1924: Wha—I mean, no, not really. (sounding frustrated) But this isn't the same, doc. It's real. It feels real. Like I've always known whatever's down there isn't to be fucked with.
Dr. Harking: And what do you think is down there, exactly?
D-1924: (pause) I don't think I want to be out here anymore.
Dr. Harking: You're going to be fine, D-1924.
Dinghy proceeds with its journey towards SCP-5186's epicentre. At this point, D-1924 has chosen to sit in the middle of the boat. The subject maintains eye contact with the floor.
In the last few hours since D-1924 set off, they've travelled approximately 9 kilometres. Subject's breathing has become noticeably more rapid.
D-1924: (whispered) It's getting closer.
Dr. Harking: What was that, D-1924?
D-1924: (long pause) It's just a feeling. I know it doesn't make any sense but—but it's freaking me out. Something bad down there…it's—it's getting closer. And bigger. I think—(glancing around)—I think it might be too late.
Dr. Harking: D-1924, what on earth are you talking about?
D-1924: It's like everything part of me wants to just—to just get out here. I've got to get out of here. (whispered) Please get me out of here.
D-1924 begins moving towards the back of the boat.
Dr. Harking: Calm down. Everything's going to be fine. Just a little further now.
D-1924: No, doc! You don't get it—I've—I've got to get out. (glancing around) If you turn me around now, I might still make it.
Dr. Harking: You know that's not possible. Not yet anyways. We still haven't even seen this 'creature'.
D-1924: (heavy breathing)
Dr. Harking: Now why don't you calm down for a moment and explain to me wha-
D-1924: No no no, there's no time. It's getting clo—(choking sounds)—it's nearly here, man! Just turn me the fuck around! Please, man!
Dr. Harking: (away from mic) Speed it up. We're getting close now.
The dinghy's speed is increased by 5 knots. The sudden acceleration forces D-1924 on to the floor.
D-1924: No no no what are you doing? What are you doing?
D-1924 is quickly taken past the 12 kilometer threshold at this point. Subject begs to be taken back, but all pleas are ignored.
Another 2 kilometers go by and D-1924 falls completely silent. Subject has curled up in the foetal position, completely obscuring the camera. A faint dripping sound can be heard. Doctor Harking makes multiple attempts to communicate with D-1924, but to no response.
The camera feed suddenly lights up once more as D-1924's left arm unfurls and hits the floor. The hand remains motionless. Subject's skin is incredibly pale and covered in moisture. The camera is slowly rotated upwards to face the sky as the dinghy tips D-1924's unconscious body onto its back.
<End Log>

- Experiment Log D-1924

D-1924 was successfully recovered eight hours later following the recall of their vessel. Subject notably regained consciousness midway through the return journey, but showed an extreme reluctance to move from their current position. Amnestic therapy has proven effective at treating D-1924's manifested thalassophobia.

Addendum: Currently, the Foundation has been unable to identify the source of SCP-5186. However, given the potential for a Leviathan-class6 hostile entity, exploration teams were deployed to gain conclusive evidence.
Attached Files:

+ Exploration Log 1

 - Exploration Log 1

Exploration Video Log Transcript 1
Exploration Purpose: To locate the source of SCP-5186 and to identify any anomalous entities associated with it.
Assigned Personnel: Counter-Phobia Specialists Orion-12 ("Gage's Pioneers")
Additional Information: Orion-12 have all undergone experimental neural modifications, making them resistant to fear-inducing anomalies. All members were equipped with high pressure suits and recording equipment. Additional scanning equipment was distributed amongst all members. Exploration was observed by Doctor Harking at Site 39.

[BEGIN LOG]
Ori-Markram: Coms check, go.
Ori-Sapolsky: Sapolsky, loud and clear.
Ori-O'Keefe: This is O'Keefe.
Ori-Greenfield: Greenfield here.
Ori-Markram: You get all that, Doc?
Dr. Harking: Affirmative. Communications are stable. I assume you all remember the briefing?
Ori-Markram: Correct. Reports of some kind of aquatic hostile. Possibly cloaked. Big by the sounds of it.
Ori-O'Keefe: But there hasn't been any confirmed attacks, right?
Dr. Harking: It's hard to say. Getting anyone to talk about it clearly is—(sigh)—difficult.
Ori-Markram: And you're sure it's not just a cognitohazard? Some sort of perception alterer?
Dr. Harking: Well…(sighs) we really just don't know. I'm not happy about any of it, but truth be told we can't afford to ignore this. I want to cover every angle, and you guys are my best shot.
Ori-Sapolsky: (whistles) Looks like we've got a real doozy on our hands then.
Ori-Markram: Okay team, you know the drill. Once we're in the water, standard line formation. Then we'll fan out from there.
Dr. Harking: Happy fishing team.
Orion-12 proceed to dive into the waters of SCP-5186. As expected, no team members show any symptoms of SCP-5186 exposure.
Following several hours of exploration, the team fail to notice any signs of life. Sapolsky and O'Keefe are both elected to swim further down whilst the other two continue their search near the surface.
Ori-O'Keefe: Okay, preparations made. Moving out now.
The diving team proceeds to move further down. Light levels at this depth are significantly reduced, and both team members are forced to activate their flashlights. Both camera feeds depict nothing but water.
Ori-Sapolsky: Not picking up much yet, Doctor. Visibility is definitely an issue.
Dr. Harking: And nothing is showing on the sonar, correct?
Ori-O'Keefe: Affirmative. Looks like we're the only ones down here right now.
Site-39: Understood. Continue closing in on that central location. If the effect radius hasn't moved in this long, then maybe it hasn't either.
Ori-O'Keefe: Agreed.
Both divers continue to swim for another two hours with no encounters.
Ori-O'Keefe: Hang on, I might have something here.
Ori-Markram: Go on.
Ori-O'Keefe: I made a quick signal check with the scanners, just to be sure. (brief pause) I'm actually picking up something beneath us. Unknown frequency. Could be a misfire though.
Ori-Markram: Hold on, O'Keefe. Doctor, do we know if there's any drone units down there? Something with a transmitter?
Long pause.
Dr. Harking: Negative. All nearby units were pulled when you guys moved in. Is there a problem?
Ori-Markram: Unclear. We'll get back to you in a sec. O'Keefe, do you still copy?
Ori-O'Keefe: Yes, sir.
Ori-Markram: Triangulate that signal and investigate. Have Sapolsky go first if he can hear this. Me and Greenfield will try and meet you halfway.
Ori-Sapolsky: Understood.
Team proceeds as planned. Sapolsky heads towards the signal source with the coordinates provided by O'Keefe. Approximately 20 minutes later, Sapolsky reports that he's reached the seafloor.
Dr. Harking: Okay Sapolsky, do you have eyes on the source?
Ori-Sapolsky: Negative. All I'm seeing is rock down here. Not much else.
Dr. Harking: But—but there has to be more to this…you're certain you're at the right coordinates?
Ori-Sapolsky: Yes sir.
Dr. Harking: And you didn't encounter anything along the way?
Ori-Sapolsky: Negative. Nothing but endless water I'm afraid.
Dr. Harking: I see. (brief pause) Wait. Can you confirm your current depth for me, Sapolsky?
Ori-Sapolsky: Hang on. Approximately (incorrect value).
Long pause.
Dr. Harking: According to the topographical data within this area, you should have at least another 300 metres to go.
Ori-Sapolsky: (brief pause) Oh.
Ori-Markram: Shit.
The rest of the team begin to quickly converge on the signal's position. Sapolsky is instructed to carry out a more thorough investigation of their surroundings.
Dr. Harking: What's down there?
Ori-Greenfield: It's too dark.
Ori-O'Keefe: Flashlights aren't much use either.
Ori-Markram: Sapolsky, you got a better visual yet?
No response.
Ori-Markram: Sapolsky? (pause) Michaels? (pause) Doc, Sapolsky isn't responding. Is he still on coms?
Dr. Harking: The connection's weak but yes, he should be. The camera feed is too patchy though. I can't make anything out.
Ori-O'Keefe: He can't be far from the signal source, sir.
Ori-Markram: Agreed. Everyone on me. Keep your eyes peeled.
The remaining team members move in on Sapolsky's last known location. Besides the teams movements, there is no sound. Doctor Harking continues trying to make contact with the missing teammate.
O'Keefe and Greenfield proceed to check the rocky surface Sapolsky initially encountered whilst Markram looks for him further upwards.
Ori-Greenfield: Nothing down here, sir. (brief pause) Just more rock.
Ori-O'Keefe: Signal's definitely coming from here, but the thermal's aren't showing anything.
Ori-Greenfield: Just more rock.
Ori-O'Keefe: It really doesn't look like much up close. I'm coming to join you, Greenfield. Need to look at the wider picture maybe.
Ori-Markram: Just keep an eye out for Michaels, will you? (pause) Wait, up there!
Dr. Harking: What is it?
Ori-Markram: I've found Sapolsky. (pause) He's unresponsive, but breathing.
Ori-O'Keefe: (exhales).
Ori-Markram: I think he's gone catatonic.
Ori-Greenfield: Just…more rock.
Dr. Harking: Greenfield, your comms are lagging.
Ori-O'Keefe: Wait…Greenfield?
Ori-Markram: What's wrong?
Ori-Greenfield: More…rock.
Ori-O'Keefe: Greenfield, what is it?
Dr. Harking: I can't see anything. What's happening?
Ori-Markram: I don't know. (pause) Guys, what's going on?
Ori-Greenfield: More—more—rock?
Ori-O'Keefe: Sir, it's Greenfield. (brief pause) I think she's compromised.
Ori-Markram: Fuck. (exhales) Okay, whatever you do, O'Keefe, don't move. I'm heading towards your position now.
Ori-O'Keefe: Sir, it's like she's…pointing at something. Beneath us.
Dr. Harking: Hang on—pointing at what exactly?
Ori-Markram: Forget it, Doc. The mission is out of the question now. O'Keefe, prepare for—
Dr. Harking: What's down there, operative?
Ori-O'Keefe: I—I don't know. (brief pause) It's hard to tell.
Ori-Markram: Just hold on, I'm nearly there.
Ori-O'Keefe: (long pause) I'm holding on.
Ori-Markram: Right I'm here, I'm here. (pause) Yep, same as Sapolsky. Dammit. Okay, O'Keefe, get the tethers out. You link with Greenfield and I'll take Sapolsky. I'm aborting the mission.
Ori-O'Keefe: The…mission?
Ori-Markram: Yes, the goddamn—(long pause). O'Keefe, what are you looking at?
Ori-O'Keefe: Looking…looking down…the mission?
Ori-Markram: …
Dr. Harking: What's wrong with the audio?
Ori-Markram: It's not the audio. (sighs) Operative down.
Ori-O'Keefe: Down…nothing looking down…holding on to nothing.
Dr. Harking: What—Markram, what the hell is going on?
Ori-Markram: (brief pause) Something's down there. Something they've all seen. (sighs) Listen, I'm gonna try and drag O'Keefe up with me. Maybe—maybe we can figure out what this really is later.
Dr. Harking: I see…and the others?
Ori-Markram: Going back for them would be too dangerous. They'll have both sunk further down by now…I can't risk looking for them, Doc.
Dr. Harking: Understood, Markram. You're clear to retreat. (away from mic) Get an extraction team at the ready immediately.
Ori-Markram: (whispered) Let's get you home, buddy.
Ori-O'Keefe: Home…nothing but home…below…below me?
Several hours pass before Markram surfaces with O'Keefe in tow. An evaluation reveals that the affected specialist experienced severe cognitive stress similar to a 'sudden loss of reality'. All attempts to revive O'Keefe from his catatonic state fail. Extraction of both Sapolsky and Greenfield is considered too risky; both specialists have since been deemed KIA. Reevaluation of exploration methods put into consideration.

+ Exploration Log 2

 - Exploration Log 2

Exploration Video Log Transcript 2
Exploration Purpose: To locate the signal source initially detected by Orion-12 and to uncover any potential links to SCP-5186.
Assigned Personnel: Deep Sea Rover Unit I-12
Additional Information: Following the events of Orion-12's exploration, an unmanned drone running the prototype GeLZ intelligence programme is deployed to counteract any potential memetics or cognitohazards. Using the signal source coordinates, the drone is deployed onto the seafloor and sent into SCP-5186's space. Exploration was observed by Doctor Harking at Site 39.

[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Harking: Systems check, I-12. Are we good to go?
Rover I-12: Affirmative. Coordinates locked. Approaching target now.
Rover proceeds to move towards Orion-12's last known location before extraction. The seafloor is somewhat uneven, making traversal difficult.
Rover I-12: Frequency detected. Faint. Beyond audible spectrum.
Dr. Harking: Ah, that must be what the last team picked up on. Can you synthesise it at all?
Rover I-12: Negative. Too weak. Must get closer.
Drone continues forward. Several hours pass.
Rover I-12: Inconsistency detected. Abnormal incline encountered (62%).
Dr. Harking: An incline? (brief pause) You must be at the same point the Pioneer's got to.
Rover I-12: Sudden topographical material shift detected. Obtaining sample for identification. Please hold.
Processing…
Analysis:
Calcium (85%)
Phosphorus (5%)
Unknown (?%)
Assessment: Foreign biological material identified.
Dr. Harking: Wait…you've found—you've found it? Is—is it alive?
Rover I-12: Negative. No life signs detected. Biological material appears to be in an advanced state of decay.
Type = Remains (Fossilized)
Age = Unknown. No baseline decay model to compare.
Size = Undetermined. Fragments appear partially imbedded.
Course of action?
Dr. Harking: Well I'll be damned…map out a full 3D layout if you can and send me the data. I want to get a better look at this thing…whatever it is.
Rover I-12: Understood. Beginning scanning procedure now.
Doctor Harking doesn't hear from the rover unit for several more hours. Both its audio and visual feeds fail to pick up much in the dark.
Dr. Harking: I-12, what's taking so long?
Rover I-12: Scanning still in progress. Please hold.
Scan progress made: 00000000.1%.
Estimated time until completion: 999999h
Dr. Harking: Wait, what? (brief pause) What's going on?
Triangulation of the drone's signal shows that it's moving around in a continuous circle. It's travelled approximately 2 metres from its initial scan point.
Rover I-12: Initial interpretations available.
Analysis:
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Error. Mapping cannot be accurately carried out.
Dr. Harking: (sounding frustrated) Why not?
Rover I-12: Error. Entity does not conform to baseline perceived reality. Cannot interpret visually. Cannot understand. What is entity?
Dr. Harking: (sigh) I was hoping you could tell me.
Rover I-12: Negative. Dimensions are illogical. Appearance is illogical. What is entity?
Dr. Harking: Forget about it for now, I-12. Abandon the scanning procedure.
Rover I-12: But what—but what—but what—but what—
Dr. Harking: Goddammit!
At this point, Dr. Harking is forced to reboot the drone's systems and memory remotely. The drone's visual equipment is also deactivated to prevent further malfunctions. I-12's mission parameters are now only focused on extracting a copy of the frequency.
Dr. Harking: Okay okay okay. (exhales) Just breathe, Adam. I-12, do you have a better connection to the signal?
Rover I-12: Affirmative. Strength of frequency has increased significantly.
Abnormality detected. Signal appears to be emitting from biological matter. Method unknown.
Course of action?
Dr. Harking: From the wha—? Nevermind. Just get me a copy sent immediately. I need at least something to get my head wrapped around!
Rover I-12: Frequency successfully duplicated. Sending copy now.
Dr. Harking: (camly) Okay…this is good. Thank you I-12. That'll be all for now. (away from mic) You got it yet? (pause) Good. Play it back for me. See if you can make any sense of what the hell is go—
All communications with Site-39 cut out as SCP-5186 makes its presence known. Evacuation protocols are quickly initiated.

ATTENTION: SITE-39 DIRECTOR'S NOTICE

Following Doctor Harking's reckless behaviour, Doctor Langley will be taking over all research projects relating to SCP-5186 effective immediately. All other research efforts are to be temporarily put on hold until further notice.

Incident-01: Two days after Site-39's exposure to SCP-5186, on-site security teams were forced to respond to a Code Blue containment breach incident. According to the security logs, a Level 4 Clearance card was used to unlock SCP-████'s cell. A number of structures were damaged during the incident, including the recently established SCP-5186 Research Wing; a fire had reportedly ignited in one of the labs, destroying multiple sensitive documents.
14 staff were killed during the incident. Doctor Harking has remained unaccounted for. The following document was recovered from his office.

View Document?

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LEVEL 4 ACCESS REQUIRED

Welcome, Dr Langley

PROJECT THEIA
Live Surveillance Data

Footnotes
1. E.g. discomfort, irritation, aversion to open water.
2. Section of the brain responsible for emotion, including fear.
3. Similar to intense thalassophobia.
4. All interviewed members of the rescue effort had dismissed the area 'based on a bad feeling'.
5. Consistent with a catastrophic munitions failure.
6. Large enough to destroy a naval fleet.

« SCP-5185 | SCP-5186 | SCP-5187 »


by Ethagon

NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION
The content of this page is archived as this file has become obsolete. As archiving is an outdated process, this page will not be redirected. The only thing that this process still changes on a front-end level is the Object Class.
— Maria Jones, Director, RAISA

Item #: SCP-5187
Clearance: 2/Memetic - 4/General
Note: The General Clearance was increased, to prevent Miscommunications from accessing this file.
Object Class: Archived
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5187 is to be researched using Standard Procedure, by the Central Memetics Department.
Description: SCP-5187 is a standard cognitohazard. SCP-5187 is carried in a photograph and causes subjects to experience a mix of longing and fear of something they deem vast and outside of their understanding when looking at it. SCP-5187 can only take effect when the subject is outside.
Note: The fact that it only works outside suggests a poorer quality of production.

COGNITOHAZARD EMBEDDED. VIEWING IS ADVISED ONLY WITH LEVEL 2 MEMETIC RESISTANCE OR HIGHER

VIEW AT YOUR OWN RISK

VIEW AT YOUR OWN RISK

Discovery: The photograph of SCP-5187 was pinned to a side wall in Manhatten, New York when it was noticed by PANOPTICON1 and marked as a potential cognitohazard. The local Containment Team was ordered to retrieve the photo and bring it to the nearest Memetic Department Site.
Effect Test:

Test
Resources
Results

Exposure to SCP-5187 outdoors
10 D-Class with Naval background
All D-Class felt inspired to sail again

Exposure to SCP-5187 outdoors
5 D-Class with astronomical background (Scarcity of resource)
All but one D-Class described both longing and fear to go to space

Longterm exposure to SCP-5187 outdoors
1 D-Class with astronomical background
Subject described the fear of a scientific breakthrough.

Exposure to SCP-5187 outdoors
10 D-Class with artistic background
D-Class described various fears. Additionally, all D-Class felt motivated to produce more art

Exposure to SCP-5187 outdoors
10 D-Class selected for their lack of creativity
No significant deviation from the Control Group

Longterm exposure to SCP-5187 outdoors
10 D-Class selected for their lack of creativity
All D-Class expressed fear towards various minor hobbies

Exposure to SCP-5187 outdoors
10 tainted2 randomly selected D-Class
Standard effects were reduced by roughly 50%

[DATA OMITTED FOR BREVITIY]

Note: Other departments have drastically decreased their D-Class usage, preventing us from transferring ours to them anymore. If we do not want to rely solely on tainted D-Class, efforts should be made to increase D-Class usage back to its former level.

Creative Analysis: (Written by one of the test subjects)
I know there were other parts, but it was the darkness on that photo that really pulled me in. It was like that night, back when I still went stargazing, with a night so clear you can see the distance of the stars. The depths between them. It's one of those things a camera can never really capture. Because the camera does not understand the sheer endless gap that connects one celestial to the other. But our heart does. And I am drawn to that hole, the vacuum antithetical to life; I want to fill it with just the most minuscule of motion and get trapped in its freedom far and wide from any help.
Note: Is creative analysis in this age still necessary? It's the only stain on an otherwise clean procedure.

Scientific Analysis:

Concept
Description
Portion of SCP-5187
Likelihood of Embodiment3

NOO-327543
The longing for somewhere else
25%
89%

NOO-224989
Cosmic horror
23%
93%

NOO-427565
Passion
6%
58%

NOO-427932
Inspiration
4%
62%

NOO-427000
The Flow
4%
5%

NOO-224572
Existential Dread
7%
54%

NOO-327543
Fight or Flight
10%
93%

Background Concepts
-
21%
98%

NOO-745933
SCP-5187
100%
93%

The photograph conveys the concept of SCP-5187 with a purity4 of roughly 51%.

Note: In response to the message we received. Notes in the document are the best way of documentation and communication. It is not our concern that smaller departments prefer more inconvenient methods, like embedding e-mails into the article.

Apprehension:
Due to its focus on art inspiration and the low purity of cognitohazard conveyance, it is assumed that SCP-5187 was created by an individual associating with GoI-0267 ("Are We Cool Yet?"), since work of this quality is in accordance with this GOI's more rudimentary cognitohazard creation.
A meme was constructed, to instil the idea in the subject to visit a designated meeting point in Manhattan. This meme was constructed in a way that will most likely only affect individuals associating with the themes of SCP-5187 and GOI-0267.
The local containment team has been instructed to observe the meeting point. The meme has been released to the public to catch the subject.
Note: This containment team seems to fulfill our standards. Should we order a reassignment?
Reproduction:
A separate team of Central Memetics Department researchers has been tasked with reproducing SCP-5187 based solely on the concepts SCP-5187 is made of. The team did not have access to SCP-5187.
After 2 weeks the team was able to reproduce a version of SCP-5187. Additionally, the conveyance purity could be increased by 32%, and Background Concepts reduced by 9%. This version of SCP-5187 now requires at least Level 3 Memetic Resistance for full neutralization.
Interview:
As expected the creator of the first version of SCP-5187 arrived at the designated meeting point and was apprehended. An interview was deemed unnecessary. The subject was amnesticized and released to the public.

This file is archived since all research has been completed. All information about SCP-5187 can now be found in the concept and cognitohazard repository under NOO-745933.

Access SCiPNET Email? One (1) new message!

Re:SUBJECT

To: Central Memetics Department
From: Explanation and Research Department
Subject: Reexplaining Project: SCP-5187

As part of the Reexplaining Project, my department is proposing reopening research into SCP-5187. ExaRD has filed SCP-5187 as a "potential anomaly". In its current state, this file does not provide sufficient evidence for anomalous behaviour. The observed reactions can easily be attributed to normal emotional responses, which may or may not be the intention of the artist. At the very least more creative analysis should be considered.
Regards
Director Weld

To: Explanation and Research Department
From: Central Memetics Department
Subject: Re:Reexplaining Project: SCP-5187

There is no reason for reopening the archived file of NOO-745933. The research was completed using Standard Procedure, no further action is required. The paranormal science of memetics is completely understood, but recognizing its nuances requires a certain expertise in this field. We therefore highly suggest not to take any further inquiries into memetic SCP-Objects in general. Such actions might compromise your department's usefulness to the Foundation.
Regards
[COGNITOHAZARD REMOVED]

Footnotes
1. The Foundation's worldwide surveillance system.
2. D-Class that developed a memetic resistance due to extended exposure to cognitohazards
3. Measures the probability of how likely the average viewer will associate the specific concept with the photograph
4. Measures how little the Cognitohazard is tainted with other non-relevant concepts. A higher purity will also increase the strength of the cognitohazard's effect.

« SCP-5186 | SCP-5187 | SCP-5188 »


Item#: SCP-5188
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: Foundation agents in all major television networks are to monitor for SCP-5188 and prevent any broadcasts before they reach civilian audiences. While the danger to civilians presented by SCP-5188 is negligible, public acknowledgement of its anomalous qualities would lead to a potential Lifted Veil scenario.
For research purposes, one television at Site-59 is to receive and record uninhibited broadcasts of SCP-5188. Transcription efforts by research staff are ongoing.
SCP-2803-A is not to be made aware of Foundation suppression efforts for SCP-5188 under any circumstances. In addition, SCP-2803-A is to receive a monthly supply of forged fan mail for SCP-5188 and a "royalty payment" consisting two kilograms of a 50/50 blend of sand and pink glitter.1
Description: SCP-5188 is "Fronglyfoot Street", an animated2 situation comedy produced by TotleighSoft corporation. Episodes are 22 minutes long; at time of writing, 108 episodes and nine seasons have been recorded at Site-59.
SCP-5188 makes use of TotleighSoft's signature "Snoflak-o-Vizhon", a perception-altering technique that tailors the show's content to match each viewer's personal preferences for entertainment. Despite the claim that "no two [people] will see the [same show]",3 identical transcriptions of SCP-5188 between similarly-minded researchers have been noted. Currently, the highest number of recorded variants to an individual episode (including SCP-5188-Gamma) is 57.
The show centers around the Fronglyfoots, a family consisting of the male protagonist, his wife, their precocious two-year-old daughter, and a dog. All other factors (such as the characters' names, occupations, location, financial class, supporting characters, and whether or not the dog is capable of speech) depend on the individual iteration.
In addition, viewers who possess a nerve bundle previously identified as a "Rosetta cluster" will be immune to the perception-altering effects; the resulting show will be SCP-5188-Gamma.
Addendum: Transcription Excerpt from Season 4, Episode 11, Scene 1

SCP-5188-12
SCP-5188-23
SCP-5188-Gamma

Transcriber: Junior Researcher N. Tamino
Main Character Ethnicities: African-American
Setting: Eugene, Oregon
Episode Title: Micro Brewing for Dummies
<Begin Log>

INT. FRONGLYFOOT RESIDENCE, LIVING ROOM - DAY
Nina[Wife] is vacuuming. Auggie[Daughter] is playing chess with Pascal[Dog, St. Bernard]. Auggie moves a piece.

AUGGIE
Check. HA! What say you to such
strategic brilliance, Phillistine?!

Pascal yawns and falls asleep on the board.

AUGGIE
Fool! You're no Alexander, and this is
no Gordian Knot. Up with you, beast!

Auggie attempts to pry Pascal from the board. He sleepily places a paw on top of Auggie's head.

AUGGIE
(Sarcastic) Ye gods, such brilliance.

Bob[Husband] enters the front door, sweating and flustered.

NINA
Bob!
BOB
Oh, hey Nina. Wanna hear a joke?
NINA
How about first you tell me where you've been.
BOB
It's related. What's vinyl-sided, rectangular,
and filled with 50 cases of concord grapes for
no reason?
NINA
What?
BOB
(Smiling nervously) …NOT our garage.

Nina crosses her arms and glares. Awkward silence.

BOB
…anyway, do you know a place where I can
get some brewer's yeast in bulk?
NINA
You're grounded.
BOB
Hey, now. I'm thirty-five, you can't ground me!
I drive a Mercedes!
NINA
Where's the Mercedes?
BOB
…under the grapes. I'll be in my room.

Bob goes up the stairs.

AUGGIE
Guess I'd better not tell her about my
lemon stash!

<End Log>

Transcriber: Junior Researcher L. Matapang
Main Character Ethnicities: Anthropomorphic lizards
Setting: Unnamed Trailer Park, Louisiana
Episode Title: Nice Melons
<Begin Log>

INT. FRONGLYFOOT TRAILER, CENTRAL AREA - NIGHT
Lucinda[Wife] is playing Russian roulette while sobbing. Meat[Daughter] lays out a chess board before Wristopher Calken,[Dog, Borzoi] who is convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

MEAT
Awright, we doin' this? We doin' this.
WRISTOPHER
Meat, I need you to call 911.
MEAT
That's not how ya play. Ya gotta move the
pieces around 'n' say "king me" 'n' shit.
WRISTOPHER
No, seriously I just dropped a gallon of
Forty Sauce and I'm dying. Call an
ambulance. Now.
MEAT
The fuck's Forty Sauce?
WRISTOPHER
Olde English and WD.

Meat picks up the chessboard and leaves.

MEAT
…yeah, you too dumb for this game.
I'mma go get Mousetrap or summat.

Scott[Husband] enters the front door, whistling the Soviet national anthem.

SCOTT
Okay, y'all know that gun ain't loaded, right?
LUCINDA
Just let me have this.
SCOTT
'kay, cool. So, like, guess who just bought
5,000 watermelons?
LUCINDA
(sarcastic)
Wow. I don't know. Who.
SCOTT
(pointing to self) THIS GUY!
LUCINDA
Oh my god. I'm shocked. Why would you
buy 5,000 watermelons.
SCOTT
Your dad's inheritance had to go somewhere.
I'mma go throw 'em at God now for cursing
me with existence.
LUCINDA
Aim for the giant eyeball on his crotch.
SCOTT
Oh, is that his weak point? Thanks, wifey!

Scott leaves.

WRISTOPHER
Tera Patrick, into your arms, I
commence my soul…

<End log>

Transcriber: Junior Researcher E. Gualtieri (Note: has a Rosetta cluster)
Main Character Ethnicities: Ambiguous from decomposition
Setting: A derelict conference room of the SCP-2803 compound.
Episode Title: "Friut"[sp]
<Begin Log>

INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY
The room is covered in a yellow gelatinous substance that has crystallized. "Concubine"[Wife], a deceased office worker, dangles limply from the ceiling, attached by the top of her head to a tendril belonging to SCP-2803-A. She bounces up and down, speaking through unknown means.

CONCUBINE
I am doing a thing. I am doing a thing.
Witness me doing this thing.

"Offspring"[Daughter], a small humanoid effigy made out of staplers, a disembodied cardiovascular system, and crystallized biofilm, dangles from a similar tendril toward "Vassal"[Dog, (n/a)]. Vassal is another dangling effigy - quadrupedal, and made from bones and computer keyboards.
(note: all characters speak in the same voice. The currently speaking character is indicated by shaking and flailing.)

OFFSPRING
We will partake in brief enjoyment.
VASSAL
My refusal extrudes from my mouth and
slathers negation upon your ears.
OFFSPRING
You are without permission!

Vassal is dragged back and forth throughout the room, screeching.

OFFSPRING
I hope you did not enjoy your petulance.

LORD[Husband] enters the room. He is the former executive of the SCP-2803 compound, impaled on one of SCP-2803-A's tendrils like a finger puppet.

CONCUBINE
Lord! We welcome you ambiguously.
LORD
Be silent!
CONCUBINE
I am disobedient.
LORD
Indeed. I have acquired the fruiting bodies.
CONCUBINE
For what purpose? You are well aware that
fruiting bodies do not belong in the implied
counting-house.
LORD
My ignorance is a shining, bulbous gonad. It must
be rubbed with folly over and over until
the climaxing waves of character development
wash over the area, sink, and disappear as if
they never existed. For this is what reaps
the royal sturple from the consumer and thus
unto our God.
CONCUBINE
I tremble from how correct you are. May
your ignorance vibrate for eternity, and may
my indignace undulate in kind!
LORD
I must go, for my lucrative stupidity cannot
reach its peak among this scenery in particular.

Lord leaves.

Offspring and Vassal loudly vomit a thick black organic syrup onto the floor.
<End log>

Footnotes
1. Due to misinformation protocols, SCP-2803-A is under the belief that this substance is called "royal sturple" and is the most precious form of human currency, reserved only for a handful of social elites.
2. It should be noted that the "true" iteration, SCP-5188-Gamma, is live-action.
3. Approximation from a TV Guide advertisement; original text was spelled too poorly to be precisely identified.

« SCP-5187 | SCP-5188 | SCP-5189 »


ITEM #: SCP-5189
OBJECT CLASS: Keter
SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES: It is currently unknown how much of SCP-5189 is present within the ocean. An offshoot of MTF Gamma-6 ("Deep Feeders"), MTF Gamma-6a, is actively searching the ocean for new cases of SCP-5189 to be contained.
In most instances, SCP-5189 can be transplanted to the nearest available aquatic facility with only minor casualties. However, in the case of an SCP-5189-1 infestation, the area must be cordoned off at an area of 60 80 meters from the nearest instance of SCP-5189 and elimination procedures are to take place left undisturbed until further notice1.

Instances of SCP-5189 forming SCP-5189-1.

DESCRIPTION: SCP-5189 is the designation for anomalous variations of organisms of the order Laminariales2. Specimens of SCP-5189 are physically identical to their respective species except for the occurrence of a mouth-like structure at the holdfast3 of each organism. This mouth is made of organic algae matter as well as dentin, formed through an unknown process, to create numerous teeth similar in size and shape to Galeocerdo cuvier, known as the tiger shark.
Instances of SCP-5189, at times when humans are within an area of about 80 meters, will whisper words to beckon humans to come near. Specimens of SCP-5189 do not possess vocal cords, but their voices are frequently described as "female," "pleasant," and "alluring." The voice of each instance of SCP-5189 is unique, but always asks for the individual to come nearer. Instances of SCP-5189 do not respond to other individuals, whether human or nearby instance of SCP-5189.
Once a human is within range, instances of SCP-5189 will move their thalli and blades in order to grab onto the person. Specimens of SCP-5189 have a remarkable grip, making it unlikely for a human to escape after being grabbed on to. Once attached to a human, instances of SCP-5189 will pull the person towards their mouth and begin the consumption process.
Consumption occurs at a slow rate for specimens of SCP-5189, being approximately one bite each half-hour. Because no organs are attached to their mouths, the victim's flesh and viscera, once chewed, floats out of the mouth and into the surrounding water. This results in a frequent red coloring of the water around instances of SCP-5189. Instances of SCP-5189 will hold their victim until the consumption process is finished, with the process usually taking one or two days for a human to be completely eaten. Living bodies are held above water, while deceased ones are left below. Thus, it is common to see hanging, half-eaten bodies on instances of SCP-5189 at any given time, with a surviving victim held on the surface to bleed out.
Specimens of SCP-5189 can and will hold on to multiple people at a time, leaving their bodies floating underwater being held by the thallus. Instances of SCP-5189 show no discernment between bodies when taking bites, leaving the partially-eaten bodies hanging until all are finished.
Instances of SCP-5189 will grow together like their anomalous counterparts. Once a group of SCP-5189 has exceeded 50 specimens within 100 meters, it is an instance of SCP-5189-1. Instances of SCP-5189 in SCP-5189-1 will rip apart bodies held by other instances of SCP-5189, usually resulting in the body being split between four to six specimens.

Another instance of SCP-5189-1.

INCIDENT 5189-1: On 01/15/21, MTF Gamma-6a was dispatched to eliminate the first recorded instance of SCP-5189-1, located off the southern California coast. Utilizing procedures previously used to eliminate smaller gatherings of SCP-5189, MTF Gamma-6a proceeded to reduce the population size.
Approximately two hours into the process, MTF Gamma-6a was eliminated by SCP-5189-1. Instances of SCP-5189 appeared to work together in order to subdue and drown the task force, and split the bodies evenly throughout the instance of SCP-5189-1.
After two hours, G6a-Cap was promptly disemboweled after the rest of the team could not wrest him free from an SCP-5189 thallus. This resulted in much of the force being close enough for other instances of SCP-5189 to reach them. The rest of the force was eliminated after the range of SCP-5189-1 was proven to be larger than anticipated. The heads of G6a-8, 13, and 31 were all bitten off, the teeth being sharp enough to pierce the skull and lacerate the brain. G6a-3, 14, 18, 24 and 29 all died of blood loss within half an hour of multiple major arteries being torn open. G6a-2, 5, 8, 11, 21 and 22 were torn apart between multiple instances of SCP-5189 and died almost immediately. All other members of MTF Gamma-6a died or are are dying4 much slower due multiple nonfatal wounds.
UPDATE: As of 01/23/21, while many body parts have been recovered, there are still numerous bodies hanging from instances of SCP-5189.

Footnotes
1. Testing is currently taking place as to ascertain an effective method of eliminating instances of SCP-5189-1 or reducing the amount of SCP-5189 to manageable levels
2. Kelp
3. The base, or "roots," of the algae
4. Report was written a day after the incident.

« SCP-5188 | SCP-5189 | SCP-5190 »


Item #: SCP-5190
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: Due to its nature, SCP-5190 is considered self-containing, and thus is not subject to specific procedures.
Description: SCP-5190 is the collective designation for an unclear but insignificant percentage of the human population, who are subject to an anomalous phenomenon which influences their effect on the world around them.
Instances of SCP-5190 will make little to no significant impact to the world around them throughout their lives — and any societal or environmental change they do manage to bring about will revert shortly after.
All SCP-5190 instances are subject to a minor perception filter effect which increases the difficulty of noticing them, the strength of which increases exponentially the more other individuals are nearby. The strength of this filter, however, reduces to almost zero whenever the instance is engaging in acts that would be considered criminal or otherwise socially inappropriate1.
Despite what most SCP-5190 instances believe, the majority of their personal relationships reach the level of acquaintance at best — when pressed, most individuals who know SCP-5190 instances have described them as vaguely pleasant but ultimately insubstantial. In 80% of interviews conducted with individuals acquainted with SCP-5190 instances, they have had significant difficulty fully recalling details such as the instance's name and features; in the remaining 20%, they have failed to remember these details altogether.
Following death, memories of the SCP-5190 instance will rapidly fade from the minds of all individuals who have encountered them. All observed cases have resulted in a complete loss of memories pertaining to the instance after a period of three days, save for a vague notion that the subject in question has forgotten something of little importance.

Addendum 5190-1: Due to lack of Foundation interest, further information on this anomaly is not available.

Footnotes
1. Note, however, that the prospect of performing these kinds of actions provokes severe anxiety in most SCP-5190 instances.

« SCP-5189 | SCP-5190 | SCP-5191 »


Item #: SCP-5191
Object Class: Neutralized
Special Containment Procedures: Agents are to watch the formerly publicly available mailing addresses of SCP-5191 until a period of two years has passed without receiving a letter. If an order is received, agents are to track, interrogate, and amnesticize the source, as well as anyone who may have known of the sender's actions.
Description: SCP-5191 was formerly the U.S based organization known as "Your Little Munchkin1" and later "Little Munchkin Inc.2" The purpose of this organization was to provide newborn children to couples and families unable to procreate or adopt.
Although the company was considerably well known for decades, the Foundation only became aware of anomalous activity in 2001, when documents were leaked to the public. It was discovered that after 1968 a majority of participants would describe in great detail the child they wanted, referencing the desired appearance, emotional state, and behavior patterns the child would present in the future (see Document-5191 Collection). Comparing the orders to the children produced showed 97.8% 100%3 accuracy to the desired qualities.
In response, the Foundation forcibly drew the company to bankruptcy and purchased its assets. SCP-5191's sperm and egg banks showed no signs of genetic abnormalities or engineering. As such, it has been determined that Little Munchkin Inc had discovered an anomalous method for determining the future development of a fetus. It is unknown when the company developed this process, as all records of the procedure have been destroyed in their entirety.
Document-5191 Collection: The following are recovered letters received by SCP-5191.
Document-5191-1 (sent on April 23, 1953):

Dear Mr. Stork4
I am ten years old. I have been an only child my whole life. I have friends at school, but I can never bring them home with me; they always have to go on their bikes back to their own moms and dads. I wish to have a friend that I can spend time with at home. Mom and Dad say they want another child, but don't know if they have the responsibility. But I can be responsible for a new sibling. We already have a cat named Nabby. I take care of him all the time. I'm also an assistant for the teacher at school. I can help my new sibling learn.
Please send me a new sibling soon.
Gabriel

Document-5191-2 (sent on February 5, 1965):

Dear Your Little Munchkin,
My husband and I would like to make a request. See, we have been looking for not just any child, but a child with beautiful blue eyes. We haven't found any at nearby foster homes, and we can't have a baby with certainty.
We hope this isn't too strenuous for you, but we trust that whatever employee reads this letter will be kind enough to take an extra moment and pick the child we're looking for. You understand, right? It feels like striking blue eyes are becoming such a rare quality nowadays. We would be delighted to make a charitable donation to make it worth the trouble.
Thank you for reading.

Document-5191-3 (sent on June 10, 1968)

Dear ████████ ██████5
I wanted to congratulate you on your recent step forward as a fully formed company. What you have established is a business model that is truly eternally stable, something I know for certain others in the business world are jealous of.
I would also like to inquire about any open positions you may now have open. Why, I have experience as a full-time investor and a board member of ██████ Inc. With me working under you, you're profits will triple on top of what you will already be pulling in.
Thank you for your consideration,
█████ █████████

Document-5191-46 (sent on November 19, 1969)

Hello, YLM,
I've heard about some of your new features from a friend of a friend, and this has finally pushed me to take that step and become a parent! I would like to start with three children. That may sound like a lot, but there's no need to worry about my financial situation. I make more than enough to support them all.
The only quality I would like is for my children to not cry. Oh, I won't mind if they get pouty or upset, but please, crying will drive me insane! I don't want to have to spend the entire night calming them down; I at least want to enjoy my programs in peace.
Can't wait for my delivery! Thanks so much, make 'em cuties!

Document-5191-57 (sent on January 14, 1975):

Dear YLM Inc.
I would like an infant boy of seven pounds and three ounces. His name will be Adam. He will grow into a tall, slender boy with hair that is easy to brush to the side. He will be able to find answers on his own without having to ask me or his father questions. When we are at parties, he will stand quietly until he is spoken too. When he answers, he will give answers that charm the hosts. He will be willing to try and enjoy any food, and will not complain about wearing any kind of clothes. He will have a pleasant singing voice. He will be capable of passing through the highest of business colleges, then move on to being a solid investor so he can gain financial independence as soon as possible.
Thank you for processing this request.

Document-5191-6 (sent on December 26, 1998)

Dear Customer Experience Representative,
I am here to file a complaint. The daughter you sent me has done just the most embarrassing thing.
Just yesterday, we were at a neighbor's Christmas party. We were exchanging gifts, and for a few years now my gift to the crowd has been my daughter singing "Silent Night" for everyone. They've always found it acceptable. But last night, when she was in the middle of singing, her eyes started to drift away from the crowd. Her gaze dropped to her feet as she lowered her head. By the time she was finished she was scrambling off to the restroom. And when I followed her, there I found the problem: Her eyes were all watery. She stayed there the rest of the night, while everyone else at the party kept giving me these awful, pitiful looks.
She was either sick or emotional. Which, according to your advertising, is impossible. I ordered a healthy, functional child, and she's been so until last night. I've done nothing to damage her. I've provided food, water, and caretakers for her. I've given her an entire house worth of space. I've left her alone. I can prove to you that there was no mistake on my part. I couldn't have done anything to harm her.
I would like you to send some people over and return Valery to how she used to be. I'm able to pay any fee you'd like, and possibly a bonus if you get here quickly. I don't want to have to think about this for long.
Sincerely,
Adam Jacobson

Footnotes
1. Formed in 1933.
2. Incorporated in 1968.
3. Behaviors originally viewed as discrepancies are now believed to have been intentionally added by the company.
4. York the Stork was the charity's mascot. Promotions often asked that interested children send their letters to York.
5. The founder and CEO of Your Little Munchkin.
6. The following contained a cash payment of $630.
7. The following contained check payment of $4,500.

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2/5192 LEVEL 2/5192
CLASSIFIED

Item #: SCP-5192

Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: CCTV and Satellite footage is to be monitored in an attempt to detect SCP-5192 instances. If an instance is detected, it is to be disarmed via a weighted mannequin being thrown through the store door. If this does not trigger SCP-5192's activation, a single D-class worker is to be deployed into the instance.
Footage from Addendum 001 is currently being cross-referenced against missing persons databases. For confirmed matches, forged corpses and cover stories are to be produced, with the former positioned for discovery by local law enforcement.
Description: SCP-5192 is an anomalous phenomenon affecting abandoned commercial stores globally. On occurrence, SCP-5192 will displace the current interior of the store and replace it with an empty interior, with the walls, ceiling, and flooring constructed out of an unidentified metal.
The storefront will also be affected. The title of the store will change, or a name placard will appear if not already present, ostensibly offering implausible products and services; examples include "FREE MANSHUN FOR U" and "WE GIV U GOLD 4 3". The title of the store will be written in the local area's predominant language, and frequently includes errors relating to syntax, spelling, and grammar.
Upon a person, or group of persons, entering an SCP-5192 instance, the anomaly will activate. A metal shutter will fall over the shop front, and those trapped within will be transported to an extradimensional location (Plane 5192-α). After a short duration of time, ranging between 2 and 8 minutes, the shutter will reopen autonomously, and the store's original interior will have been restored.

ADDENDUM 001: INCIDENT LOG

+ OPEN ADDENDUM 1 +

- CLOSE ADDENDUM 1 -

Foreword: An instance of SCP-5192 was detected in Boston, Massachusetts, United States. A team was dispatched to investigate, including D-1891. The D-class was equipped with an ocular camera implant, and was instructed to enter the store to investigate.

[BEGIN LOG]
D-1891 stands before the SCP-5192 instance. The sign outside reads "ERAZ YUR DEBTS". The windows are boarded, but a sign hung on the door reads "OPEN".
D-1891: Okay, I'm heading inside now.
(D-1891 enters the store. It is abandoned, save for a wooden table at the back of the room, upon which rests a white, organic material.)
(The walls, ceiling, and mesh flooring are comprised of what appears to be a rusted metal. D-1891 looks down at the mesh floor they are stood upon. Only darkness can be seen below it. They look back up, and walk to the table. At closer distance, the organic material is identifiable as a mass of salted herring.)
D-1891: Err… hello? Is anyone there?
(Without warning, a metal shutter slams shut over the storefront, sealing off the door and windows.)
D-1891: Oh no.
(The entire room suddenly begins to fall downwards at speed. Approximately 5 seconds into this process, water begins to flood into the room through the floor. D-1891 attempts to avoid the liquid by climbing on top of the table. These attempts are soon thwarted, as gravity within the room inverts, sending D-1891, the table, and the water crashing onto the roof-turned-floor. The room is soon completely submerged.)
(D-1891 begins to struggle for breath, as the darkness above slowly grows lighter. He gasps for air, and inhales a mouthful of water, clutching at his throat.)
(Suddenly, the crate emerges from the water, and the liquid is drained out as it is shaken from side to side. The shadow of a large, unseen entity can be seen through the mesh of the ceiling, holding the crate.)
[Unidentified]: Let's see what we got 'ere then…
(The ceiling of the crate is revealed to be a lid, which the entity removes, revealing their form. Looming above D-1891 stands a crustacean entity resembling a gigantic Maine lobster1, hereafter designated SCP-5192-1.)
SCP-5192-1: Wahey, we've got a live one!
(D-1891 begins to scream. A second entity, SCP-5192-2, moves into frame. In the background of the shot, a mast and equipment visible indicate D-1891 is now located on a form of fishing boat - the sound of the ocean tide hitting the boat can be heard. Their implanted geolocator has ceased functioning.)

A specimen of Homarus americanus, which SCP-5192-1 and -2 resemble, being prepared for consumption, by staff in the O5 kitchen.

SCP-5192-2: Blimey, this one's a talker ain't it?
(As D-1891 looks up at the entities, the sky above can be seen. Despite the bright daylight, two fluorescent green moons can be seen, along with as-yet-unidentified star constellations).
D-1891: Oh please don't hurt me, I'll do whatever you want, oh Christ, please listen to me, I'll do whatever I promise, just-
SCP-5192-1: Ever wonder what they're sayin'?
SCP-5192-2: Nope.
SCP-5192-1: Ha! Me neither, throw it in the pile.
(5192-2 reaches into the metal crate, and picks up D-1891 with its right claw. D-1891 flails in an attempt to break free, striking the entity with its fists and feet.)
SCP-5192-2: Oh, we'll be having none of that mister.
(SCP-5192-2 expands its left claw, stretching the white rubber band pulled over it. It lowers the band over D-1891's torso, and places it there, locking his arms in place.)
SCP-5192-2: Now, off you fuck.
(SCP-5192-2 flings D-1891 into a container close to the centre of the boat's deck. He closes his eyes for the duration he is air bound, and lands with a wet thud, ceasing his screams. Upon opening his eyes, D-1891 discovers he is surrounded by the corpses of fourteen adult humans. Their blue faces indicate oxygen deprivation through drowning as the cause of death.)
(D-1891 begins to hyperventilate, before pausing as they spot another living human, sans rubber band, across the container from them. Through post-incident analysis, this individual has been identified as Luca Brambilla, from Milan, Italy. A missing persons report for Brambilla was filed the day subsequent to the incident.)
(Unable to stand, D-1891 scrambles over to them, pushing themselves along with their feet.)
D-1891: Hey, hey you, we've got to get out of here. Do you have any idea where we are?
(Brambilla stares at D-1891 with a look of shock on their face, before opening their mouth to speak:)
Brambilla: [Unintelligible.]
(A series of short, high-pitched whistling noises are vocalised by Brambilla, as they retreat from D-1891.)
D-1891: The hell is your problem? Come over here and untie me!
(Brambilla keeps their distance from D-1891, then goes down on their knees and begins to pray. As they do, they resume vocalising the whistling noises.)
D-1891: You can't understand me either… that's great. Just great. GREAT!
(D-1891 begins to thrash, kicking their legs wildly at the container's walls. For 89 minutes, they make no further vocalisations, with the exception of sporadic laughter, and no other noteworthy events occur. The sky above can be seen moving, confirming the boat is in motion.)
[LOG REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
(The boat comes to rest.)
SCP-5192-2: Right, I'll take these up the dock — see you shortly.
(SCP-5192-2 approaches the container holding D-1891, Brambilla, and the corpses. It picks it up in its claws, and begins to ambulate across the boat. From D-1891's vantage point, the surroundings are unable to be discerned.)
(After 15 minutes, SCP-5192-2 stops, and engages in conversation with another, unseen entity, SCP-5192-3.)
SCP-5192-2: Alright Norris, how's it going?
SCP-5192-3: Welcome your highness! It's so good to be graced with your company.
(Both entities are silent.)
SCP-5192-2: Is that a joke?
SCP-5192-3: Of course it's a joke! Where the hell have you been? Lunch service started 20 minutes ago!
SCP-5192-2: Easy mate, winds were against us today, sea too. Come take a look.
(SCP-5192-3 approaches the container held by -2, and looks inside. The entity resembles an Atlantic Rock Crab.2 It makes a noise reminiscent of sighing.)
SCP-5192-3: If that's all you got, that's all you got. I'll take the lot.
SCP-5192-2: Dead ones too?
SCP-5192-3: Aye. Chowder's on the menu today.
(SCP-5192-3 takes hold of the container, and carries it inside a nearby building to a room resembling a commercial kitchen.)
SCP-5192-3: Ingredients are 'ere! What's the orders?
(A fourth entity, SCP-5192-4, comes into view. It is similar to -1 and -2 in appearance.)
D-1891: Not like this.
SCP-5192-4: One thermidor, one boiled.
D-1891: Oh please, not like this.
SCP-5192-3: Great, you can handle them both.
SCP-5192-4: Err… are you sure, boss?
SCP-5192-3: Question me again and you'll get the thick side of m'claw round ya head. Get to it!
(SCP-5192-4 approaches the container, and stares at its contents. After a moment, they reach in and pick up Brambilla, before placing him down on the adjacent worktop counter.)
D-1891: Please, no.
(SCP-5192-4 takes a kitchen knife, handle modified to fit a crustacean claw, and makes an incision on the back of Brambilla's neck. The human emits his loudest vocalisation yet, and begins to spasm.)
SCP-5192-3: Christ, you've nicked it! What have I told you before, it needs to be one clean cut. Get out the way…meat'll be all tense now, 'less we're lucky.
SCP-5192-4: I asked if you were sure…
SCP-5192-3: Quiet! Just take care of the other whilst I sort your mess.
D-1891: You bastards watching at the other end, it's your fault. You're the reason it's like this.
(SCP-5192-4 returns to the container, and picks up D-1891. He does not struggle. As he is lifted up, a greater section of the establishment is exposed to D-1891's ocular camera.)
(SCP-5192-3 can be seen removing Brambilla's spine with its pincers, butterflying the torso, and proceeding to pour a white sauce into the chest cavity. Brambilla's left leg twitches throughout.)
(A serving window provides a viewpoint from the kitchen to an adjacent dining room. The area is densely populated with crustacean entities. The majority appear to be eating meals comprised of human components. SCP-5192-4 arrives at a hob, where a pan of boiling water is on the heat.)
D-1891: Oh no, no no, please no! No!
(With its spare claw, SCP-5192-4 lifts the lid off the pan.)
SCP-5192-4: Here we go, little fella.
(The entity drops D-1891 into the boiling water. )
[D-1891'S VOCALISATIONS REDACTED]
SCP-5192-4: God, I hate it when they scream.
SCP-5192-3: Oh, that's not screaming. It's just air escaping from their face holes.
[END LOG]

Afterword: Feed suspended due to D-1891's ocular camera abruptly cutting out, due to heat and water damage. All further testing is suspended.

Footnotes
1. Homarus americanus.
2. Cancer irroratus.

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Item #: SCP-5193
Object Class: Neutralized
Special Containment Procedures: As SCP-5193 has failed to materialize for a period of over one year, it has been declared Neutralized. As a result, no containment procedures are necessary.

+ Previous Containment Procedures

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When it is Friday, Foundation agents disguised as tourists are to arrive at the Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Washington, D.C., before SCP-5193 materializes. When SCP-5193 materializes, the agents are to monitor the area for individuals who attempt to make any kind of contact with it until it dematerializes. Such individuals are to be detained and amnesticized, along with any individuals who witness SCP-5193's materialization or dematerialization.

Description: SCP-5193 was an anomalous entity that would manifest near the Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Washington, D.C., every Friday at 5:00 p.m. SCP-5193 appeared to be James ██████, an American man who served in the United States Marine Corps from 1964 until his death in 1968. James was 25 years old at the time of his death.
Upon manifestation, SCP-5193 would walk along the Memorial Wall for a period of exactly one hour, at which point it would dematerialize. All attempts to make contact with SCP-5193 during this period were unsuccessful, as physical contact could not be made with it and it did not react to any attempts at conversation.
Addendum: Incident Report
On 26/10/2019, a man arrived at the Vietnam Veterans Memorial at 4:57 p.m., and immediately approached SCP-5193 when it manifested. Foundation agents began approaching the man to detain him, but decided to allow him to interact with SCP-5193 after it visibly reacted to his presence. A log of the resulting incident follows.

Begin Log
The man approaches SCP-5193. SCP-5193 stops walking and turns to face him.
Man: Is it really you?
SCP-5193 stares at him, but does not respond.
Man: I'll take that as a yes. How have you been?
SCP-5193 does not react.
Man: As you can see, I've grown now. Got a job, started a family, got old. I wish you were there to see it.
SCP-5193 lowers its head. The man does not say anything for approximately 30 seconds.
Man: You know, I didn't even understand the concept of death when you were killed out there. Momma told me that you were so brave that they just had to keep you after the war. I didn't figure out what actually happened until years later.
SCP-5193 does not react.
Man: I felt your absence at every stage of my life. High school graduation, getting married, all that. Now that you're here, all of those moments, they don't matter.
SCP-5193 looks up and takes a step toward the man.
Man: It's funny, I've spent most of my life trying to think of what to say here, but I'm at a loss for words now that I'm actually talking to you. I guess all I really want to say is that I love you, and I wish I could say it more.
SCP-5193 smiles. The two hug, and SCP-5193 dematerializes. Foundation agents move in to apprehend the man.
<End Log>

The man was later identified as Robert ██████, the son of James ██████. When questioned, Robert claimed that he was at the Vietnam Veterans Memorial to pay his respects, and had no knowledge of SCP-5193 prior to its manifestation. Robert was unable to explain how he was able to make physical contact with SCP-5193, and failed to provide any other useful information. Since this incident, SCP-5193 has ceased manifestation, and it was declared Neutralized on 26/10/2020.

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Item#: 5194

Level3

Containment Class:
euclid

Secondary Class:
none

Disruption Class:
vlam

Risk Class:
caution

link to memo

SCP-5194 Upon Recovery.

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5194 is currently contained in drydock A-6 at Site-184. Drydock A-6 is undergoing renovations to see the installation of a Faraday cage surrounding SCP-5194. Broadcasts originating from SCP-5194 are to be monitored, recorded, and stored on-site for 30 days prior to deletion.
As of Transmission Deviation-07/09/20201, no attempts to access the interior of SCP-5194 are to be undertaken.
Description: SCP-5194 is an autonomous submersible bearing the designation: SCP: WM-C-DS3. While the submersible model is consistent with autonomous vessels in use by the Foundation since 1986, SCP-5194's designation code does not conform to any recorded Foundation vessel.
Additionally, SCP-5194 emits a continuous, looping shortwave radio broadcast, consisting of:

15 seconds of audio dots and dashes, which can be decoded utilizing International Morse Code.2
83 seconds of audio dots and dashes, which can be decoded utilizing Foundation Morse Code Cypher-MUN4.3
43 seconds of static.

Recovery: SCP-5194's broadcast was detected by Foundation Naval Assets on 04/09/2020. Vessels redirected to identify and contain SCP-5194 were unable to intercept prior to SCP-5194 beaching 200m from Site-184, located on the Eastern Coast of Nova Scotia. Site personnel were then able to recover SCP-5194 with negligible public awareness.

Addendum-MC-1: The following transcription is broadcasted by SCP-5194 in International Morse Code:

SCP WM C DS3 TRANSMITTING IN THE DARK ENCODED MESSAGE TO FOLLOW

Addendum-MC-2: The following transcription is broadcasted by SCP-5194 and decoded using Foundation Morse Code Cypher-MUN4.4

ATTENTION FOUNDATION PERSONNEL: SCP-WM-C-DS3 TRANSMITTING IN THE DARK.
LOCAL DATA STORE EXCEEDING MAXIMUM CAPACITY. REQUESTING DATA TRANSFER.
AUTHENTICATION REQUIRED.
CHALLENGE: THE MOON PULLS THE SEA.
RESPONSE:

Addendum-TD-07/09/2020: Following containment of SCP-5194, Foundation personnel attempted to gain entrance to the vessel's interior. SCP-5194's access ports appeared to be locked from within, and approval was given to force access into SCP-5194. Upon attempting to cut into SCP-5194's dorsal access port, the regular broadcast ended, and the following message was broadcast in International Morse Code. Following the conclusion of this transmission deviation, and the cessation of entry attempts, SCP-5194 resumed its typical broadcasting.

FAILURE TO CEASE UNATHORIZED BREACH ATTEMPT WILL RESULT IN ERASURE OF LOCAL DATA STORAGE

Due to the potential importance of data stored upon SCP-5194, the attempt to access the vessel's interior was halted, and no further attempts are to be made.

+ RESTRICTED TO LEVEL 4 PERSONNEL ONLY. PLEASE INPUT LEVEL 4 CREDENTIALS TO CONTINUE.

- LEVEL 4 CREDENTIALS ACCEPTED

Good evening, Director Barrett.
Loading File: SCP-5194-CL4….

Item#: 5194

Level4

Containment Class:
esoteric

Secondary Class:
thaumiel

Disruption Class:
ekhi

Risk Class:
danger

link to memo

SCP-5194 Upon Recovery.

Description - Level 4 Clearance: SCP-5194-A is an autonomous, submersible, mobile data-storage and relay vessel utilized by the Foundation during R&D Initiative Waning Moon - Ceta. SCP-5194 was launched by the Foundation on 03/11/1994 for the purpose of remote storage of memortic data,5 transmitted from SCP-5194-B. On 21/04/1997, following the suspension of all projects conducted under Initiative Waning Moon - Ceta, SCP-5194-A was given orders to self-terminate; SCP-5194 transmitted confirmation that local data stores had been cleared and that it would undertake immediate self-scuttling actions. No further transmissions from SCP-5194 were detected, until its appearance near Site-184 on 04/09/2020.
SCP-5194-B is an autonomous, memortic sink capable of interpreting, translating, and transmitting memortic data into binary code. SCP-5194-B is currently located on the Earth's Moon at selenographic coordinates: 25.2103oN, 39.0126oW. SCP-5194-B was installed by the Foundation at its current location on 17/10/1997 and designed to operate indefinitely. Although deactivated during the suspension of Initiative Waning Moon - Ceta, the physical disassembly of SCP-5194-B was deemed unnecessary and a misallocation of Foundation resources.
Foundation Response to the Appearance of SCP-5194-A: Following the appearance of SCP-5194-A, an inquiry into Initiative Waning Moon - Ceta was opened. Foundation records have identified the following personnel as directly involved with the creation and operation of SCP-5194-A and SCP-5194-B. Efforts to locate Dr. Yost Minen for questioning are underway.

Foundation Personnel:
Role in Initiative Waning Moon - Ceta:
Current Status:

Dr. Gregory Werner.

Research Lead: biological effects of Oros-Class Amnestic.

Under house arrest.

Dr. Sylvia Morrison.

Research Lead: applied memortics.

Deceased - 18/08/2009.

Dr. Oswald Grisdal.

Junior Analyst: memortic data conversion and transmission.

Under house arrest.

Dr. Yost Minen.

Research Head: Initiative Waning Moon - Ceta.

Location unknown, last seen 10/03/2015.

Addendum I-01: The following interview was conducted after the discovery and containment of SCP-5194-A.

AUDIO TRANSCRIPTION

DATE: 11/09/2020.
NOTE: Dr. Gregory Werner had been placed on house arrest following the opening of Ethics Committee Investigation - Case Number: 11A82N. Agent Murphy had been assigned with interviewing Dr. Werner on his affiliation with SCP-5194-A and SCP-5194-B.

[AUDIO BEGINS]
Agent Murphy: Dr. Werner, my name is Agent Murphy. Director Barrett has requested I interview you regarding your involvement in Foundation Research and Development Initiative Waning Moon - Ceta.
Dr. Werner: Director Barrett? What, are they not giving Rogers access to the Ethics Committee interviews? At the moment, I'm not too inclined to repeat myself to save Barrett some paperwork.
Agent Murphy: I appreciate your candor, Dr. Werner. Unfortunately, recent events have necessitated me being here. Am I correct in assuming this is familiar to you?
Agent Murphy offers Dr. Werner an envelope containing SCP-5194-CL-4's file. Dr. Werner proceeds to read through the file before responding. Dr. Werner remains silent for a period of time after placing the documents on the desk.
Dr. Werner: I, well… This doesn't make sense; DS3 - SCP-5194-A now, I suppose - shouldn't be operational. But even if it were, there's no reason why its data storage would be full -
Agent Murphy: I'm glad to see that you are taking this seriously, Dr. Werner. Perhaps we can start at the beginning. What were, in your understanding, the goals of Waning Moon - Ceta?
Dr. Werner: It was to be an answer to a problem. The amnestics we've been using for decades - they're all dependent upon a subject's biological response. Waning Moon was an attempt to surpass this limitation utilizing memortic theory.
Agent Murphy: You hadn't mentioned memortic theory in your previous interviews, Dr. Werner. I find that slightly alarming - could you elaborate on this concept and its relation to SCP-5194?
Dr. Werner: It was hardly relevant to the questions I was asked previously. Dr. Morrison was the expert on applied memortics, and as she explained it, an individual's memories are not solely biological; they exist on a different conceptual level. Memortic-layer was the term she used.
Agent Murphy begins to write in a small notebook, Dr. Werner leans backwards in the chair and watches him, smiling for a moment before resuming a neutral expression.
Agent Murphy: You can continue, Dr. Werner.
Dr. Werner: Well, she suggested that sentient individuals exhibit a force of attraction on this memortic-layer, with the strongest bonds existing between them and memories essential to their self-identity. Sure, we had the tools to affect a person's ability to remember certain events, but conventional amnestics leave memories conceptually present and tethered to the subject, causing the problems we see with their long-term effectiveness.
Agent Murphy: Returning to my initial question, Dr. Werner. What does this have to do with SCP-5194-A and -B?
Dr. Werner: Everything. Dr. Morrison theorized that objects with sufficient gravitational pull warp the memortic layer in a way analogous to their influence on space-time. She suggested that, a black hole for example, wouldn't just pull physical matter and light into it, but upon a certain threshold, an individual's memories and self-identity would be consumed and lost. It was Yost Minen's project, Waning Moon - Ceta, that fully saw the possibilities this theory offered - he thought all they needed was to get that thing onto the moon.
Agent Murphy: You're referring to SCP-5194-B? Foundation records state it was deactivated-
Dr. Werner: But it's still there, isn't it? What you're calling SCP-5194-B was an attempt to amplify the natural force exerted by the moon on the memortic layer toward certain, targeted memories. Oros-Class Amnestic was the signal: a way to identify such memories.
Agent Murphy: My understanding is that Oros-Class Amnestic was never widely utilized. Why was that?
Dr. Werner: The whole thing didn't work. There was a break-down in the chain of connections. We went through our funding - then the additional funding - then command shut us down.
Agent Murphy: Thank you for your time, Dr. Werner. If you recall anything further, please do be in touch.

[END LOG]
NOTE: I am suspicious of Dr. Werner's explanation surrounding the suspension of Waning Moon - Ceta. Pending Director Barrett's approval, I am requesting access to restricted archives which may be relevant to my Investigation.
[APPROVED].

Addendum I-02: The following document has been attached to SCP-5194-CL4's file by Agent Murphy.

INTERNAL MEMO: SCP WM-C Memortic Sink tests (04/12/1997).
FROM: Dr. Sylvia Morrison
TO: Dr. Yost Minen.
DATE: 04/12/1997.

Dr. Minen,
I am excited to report that operational tests of WM-C MS1 are proceeding as scheduled and thus far appear promising.
We have established a definite memortic-binary link, and WM-C MS1 and WM-C DS3 are showing green across the board. I have Oswald running checks on the data flow to ensure nothing is lost there, and he's told me its all looking stable - for now at least.
Our only hiccup came during testing: our Leporidae subject, 0004, appeared to enter a catatonic state following the administration of Oros Class Amnestic. Dr. Werner is reviewing the chemical compounds to determine the cause. Despite this, all indications suggest that the trial was a success - data from 0004's memortic sphere seems to have been successfully extracted; we should be able to access it via WM-C DS3's transfer shortly.
We're going to be able to see its memories.
— Dr. Sylvia Morrison

Addendum I-03: The following interviews were arranged by Agent Murphy's request to further question Dr. Werner.

AUDIO TRANSCRIPTION

DATE: 13/09/2020.
NOTE: Following my investigation into the suspension of Waning Moon - Ceta, I have reason to question the account given by Dr. Werner. My intention is to address his role in the creation of Oros-Class Amnestic.

[AUDIO BEGINS]
Agent Murphy: Dr. Werner, when last we talked you had claimed the suspension of Waning Moon - Ceta involved the failure of SCP-5194-A and -B to operate properly; I believe that you intentionally misled me with that assertion.

Dr. Werner: Agent Murphy, I'm unclear on what grounds you have for these accusations.
Agent Murphy shows Dr. Werner the memo attached as Addendum I-02.
Agent Murphy: I've also had a closer look at your history at the Foundation, Dr. Werner. You've been working here for nearly 60 years, and in those decades, you haven't made many friends - tend to keep to yourself, avoiding social gatherings and non-work-related functions-
Dr. Werner: I hardly see how my personal preferences are relevant.
Agent Murphy: Yes, I was getting to that. Although you've stayed distant from your colleagues, you've displayed a surprising attachment to your current position: you've turned down three on-site promotions and four transfer opportunities to other, larger Foundation sites. Some of these potential projects were directly tied to your personal work. We've already established you aren't staying here because of the people here.
Dr. Werner: As I said before, I fail to understand how my personal, life decisions are relevant to your inquiry.
Agent Murphy: Well then there's the matter of your research assistants; it appears that in your role as Head Researcher of Site-184 Aquatic Animal Wing, you've put in an unusual number of transfer and dismissal requests. The most recent of which has led the past to catch up to you. Dr. Werner, it is abundantly clear that you've been hiding something these past years - but why are you still bothering? You know as well as I do that you're likely to be dismissed from your position, and if I can be blunt, it won't be long until you take this secret to your grave. You have an opportunity here, Dr. Werner, to set the truth straight. I assure you things will come to light in time, wouldn't you rather it be done in your own words?
Dr. Werner is silent for nearly a minute before speaking.
Dr. Werner: It was my fault. I couldn't refine Oros-Class Amnestic to only target specific memories, as we intended; I couldn't figure out the biological-memortic transition. And because of that, SCP-5194-B would rip everything from an individual: all their memories, lived experiences, everything that could constitute a self-identity - gone, pulled hundreds of thousands of kilometers away. The subject wouldn't die; their bodily functions still worked fine, but they weren't people anymore - they were husks. We were shut down because we weren't amnestizing people, we were annihilating them.
Agent Murphy: Thank you, Dr. Werner. That will be all for today.

[END LOG]

AUDIO TRANSCRIPTION

DATE: 14/09/2020.
NOTE: Following the previous interview, Agent Murphy asked to speak with Dr. Werner again to address a concern noted in the first interview.

[AUDIO BEGINS]
Agent Murphy: Dr. Werner, thank you for agreeing to speak to me again. I was reviewing our first conversation, and something you said caught my attention. You mentioned that SCP-5194-A was a data store for Waning Moon - Ceta. Can we revisit that?
Dr. Werner: I suppose so, Agent Murphy.
Agent Murphy: You expressed surprise regarding SCP-5194-A's recent transmissions, regarding the local storage exceeding its capacity. Why is that?
Dr. Werner: Murphy, the existence of SCP-5194-A is a surprise to me. By all accounts, that vessel should be a derelict wreck on the ocean floor. But even if we had left it operational, it wouldn't explain SCP-5194-A reaching its memory capacity.
Agent Murphy: Why is that?
Dr. Werner: SCP-5194-A was built to store hundreds of thousands of hours of memortic data transferred from SCP-5194-B. By the time Waning Moon - Ceta was scrapped, we hadn't utilized over 99.9% of the local storage: storage that should only be filled when it receives a transfer from SCP-5194-B, which should only happen when SCP-5194-B extracts memories from individuals, which should only happen when Oros-Class Amnestic is administered, which - to my knowledge - hasn't happened since 1996.
Agent Murphy: So that would mean -
Dr. Werner: That SCP-5194-A is full of hundreds of thousands of hours of memories, and we have no idea where they came from.

[END LOG]

Following this interview, SCP-5194's Disruption Class was elevated to Ekhi and its Risk Class elevated to Warning. Dr. Gregory Werner has claimed no knowledge of the Response to SCP-5194-A's Challenge, arguing that this was only known to Dr. Yost Minen. Efforts to locate Dr. Minen are ongoing.

Footnotes
1. See Addendum-TD-07/09/2020
2. See Addendum-MC-1 for transcription.
3. See Addendum-MC-2 for transcription.
4. Foundation Morse Code Cypher-MUN4 was utilized by the Foundation between 1972 and 1993.
5. Data related to the independent existence of an individual's memories, functioning on a conceptual level, as theorized by Dr. Sylvia Morrison (1993).

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Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5195 is secured in a lead-lined deep-storage chamber at Site-95's underground facility. It is isolated from all contact and radiometrically monitored for deviations from expected norms.
Description: SCP-5195 is an early 17th century baroque globe produced in Vienna by an unknown craftsman. When acted upon with sufficient force or energy, this force (scaled up) occurs in a region of earth corresponding to the same point on the globe. This effect extends an undetermined distance out from the globe's surface.
SCP-5195 was purchased in 2008 by Joshua Zayne, an American tech-investor. In 2010 — after losing his fortune in online trading — Mr. Zayne extorted several competitors by jamming satellites with directed radio signals aimed at SCP-5195. He used a similar technique to broadcast anonymous demands across these satellites.
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MYSTERDEEZ: Yo.
XIAOSHAN: I am contacting you on behalf of my organization to ask that you cease all action pertaining to the disruption of communication satellites immediately.
XIAOSHAN: You have not only damaged commercial interests, but the interests of numerous global agencies. Agencies that rely on these satellites to save lives.
XIAOSHAN: Turn yourself in, and I promise you clemency for all illegal activities you have committed up to this point.
XIAOSHAN: We know what you're doing, and we know how you're doing it. This is your one and only opportunity to walk away.
MYSTERDEEZ: lol.
MYSTERDEEZ: Y'know, I was initially a little worried someone would be smart enough to figure this out. Thanks for confirming that I've got nothing to worry about, shit-for-brains.
MYSTERDEEZ: You wouldn't be contacting me like this if you had even the SLIGHTEST clue of who or where I am.
MYSTERDEEZ: And no, you've got no idea what I'm doing or how I'm doing it. I've got the whole world in the palm of my hand. Literally.
MYSTERDEEZ: Here. Lemme show you what I can do with just my pinkie.

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