Item#: 5925

Level1

Containment Class:
safe

Secondary Class:
eshu

Disruption Class:
dark

Risk Class:
notice

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SCP-5925

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5925 is to be contained in standard humanoid containment cell B5 of Site-118's Delta Wing. Personnel are not to directly or indirectly refer to SCP-5925 by any name, title, or designation other than its item number. No other measures are necessary to successfully contain him in his current state, and this will continue to be the case indefinitely.

Level 5 Clearance Required

Access Granted

SCP-5925 is considered a Eshu Class nomenclative hazard. However, previous attempts to contain SCP-5925 per Protocol 4000-Eshu have been deemed inadequate. As such, Protocol 5925-Eshu has been devised to forcefully associate SCP-5925 with a single title, specifically that of its item number. This protocol additionally requires familiarity with SCP-5925's item number, containment procedures, description and appearance by as many Foundation personnel as currently available. The clearance level has thus been adjusted to reflect this, and SCP-5925's incomplete file is to be regularly circulated through junior researcher and security staff in all sites.
As an additional measure the entrance of cell B5 is to be reinforced with iron plating.
Following Incident 5925-Holly, the containment class, distribution class, risk class, procedures, and description of this article have been altered in keeping with nomenclative association methods necessary for further containment. These alterations have been marked in blue for differentiation from the standard formatting.

Description: SCP-5925 is a humanoid which appears to be an elderly male of Northern European descent. Though SCP-5925 has the physique of a 70 to 80 year old man, records that refer to SCP-5925 indicate the subject is far older. He is frail, friendly, charitable, and compliant with the Foundation's instructions.
SCP-5925 has knowledge of the full name of all people it comes into contact with, despite having never personally met. It is also aware of current or past material desires of these individuals. Besides this, and his lengthened life span, he has no other anomalous capabilities.
Discovery Log:

Level 5 Clearance Required

Access Granted

SCP-5925 was discovered on September 22nd 1995 during a performance of the 4000-Halloway procedure. A mistake occurred during the execution of the procedure1. The procedure still resulted in an expansion of the fireplace and a ladder descending from the chimney. However, this ladder did not lead to the place of the nameless oddities, and instead, SCP-5925 emerged from the chimney into the site. Notably, despite several members of personnel utilizing the same epithet to describe SCP-5925 in the moment of its appearance, none of them suffered any adverse anomalous effects. Additionally, upon the personnel referring to SCP-5925 by this epithet, it became docile and amiable. This is believed to be due to the cultural association of the epithet in question. SCP-5925 then escaped the facility by anomalous means2, leaving behind gifts for all those present. SCP-5925 was afterward given its current item number and designated as a Euclid class entity.
The mistake which lead to SCP-5925's initial appearance was later replicated. Being prepared, personnel referred to SCP-5925 by its item number, and were successful in apprehending the subject. The relevance of SCP-5925's designation to the success of this operation was later discovered during its containment, and the initial draft of the 5925-Eshu protocol was enacted. This protocol was later expanded upon following the 5925-Holly incident.

Addendum 5925.01:

Level 5 Clearance Required

Access Granted

The 5925-Holly Incident

The following is an interview conducted on June 20th 1996. The purpose of said interview was to establish the difference between SCP-5925 and the entities residing in the grove of games and names. During this interview, details pertaining to the nature of SCP-5925's status as an Eshu class entity were revealed, leading to alterations to the 5925-Eshu protocol to more effectively contain the subject.

Interviewed: SCP-5925
Interviewer: Dr. Angulo
Foreword: SCP-5925 has shown to be more compliant and cognitive when interacting with only one individual directly. As such, this interview was conducted within chamber B5. No other individuals were within the chamber during the interaction, however two members of security personnel were present beside the chamber entrance for emergency assistance in the event of a nomenclative breach.
<Begin Log>
Dr. Angulo: Good morning, SCP-5925.Dr. Angulo: And I never did get it.
SCP-5925 laughsDr. Angulo: I actually came to ask you a few questions. We want to know how you differ from the others like you.Dr. Angulo: When we first found you we were trying to get… somewhere. A place with people similar to you, you could say.Dr. Angulo winces at this. No effect was detected from this naming, and thus the interview proceeds.
Dr. Angulo: Yes, there are things we've found there. It is dangerous for us to name them and the place itself.Dr. Angulo: Well, this clearly isn't the case for you.Dr. Angulo: When the others lost their names, why didn't you?Dr. Angulo: And none of the others could hold onto some of their names, like you did?
SCP-5925 laughsDr. Angulo: We can't- we shouldn't be having a conversation like this without further security. I'm sorry. It's not safe.Dr. Angulo: I'm sorry, what was that?Dr. Angulo and SCP-5925's breath become visible in the air.
Dr. Angulo: What are you-Dr. Angulo stands abruptly and attempts to exit chamber B5. The chamber door jams and is unable to open. Dr. Angulo repeatedly strikes the door.
Dr. Angulo: Open this now! There's been a breach!Dr. Angulo crouches by the door, breathing into her hands.
Dr. Angulo: So cold… so fast. How?Dr. Angulo: Please-Dr. Angulo slumps backward, appearing to nearly lose consciousness.
Dr. Angulo: I- I-Dr. Angulo: Holly-Dr. Angulo: The Holly King.
SCP-5925's body begins to change rapidly. Its hair and beard grow substantially. Its physique becomes much taller, but decrepit and starved. A green hood and robe appear on its body. A pair of Cervidae antlers3 sprout from its forehead. A stained broadsword appears in its hands4. The breaths of SCP-5925 and Dr. Angulo becomes no longer visible, indicating a rise in temperature.
SCP-5925 laughs strenuouslyThe doors to the chamber open. Security personnel enter, assisting Dr. Angulo to stand. They then begin to escort Dr. Angulo out of the chamber.<End Log>
Closing Statement: SCP-5925's form reverted after 3 days. Prior to this, it created a crown of Aquifoliaceae Ilex5 and expressed the desire to gift this item to Dr. Angulo as an apology for its behavior.

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Item #: SCP-5926
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5926 is to be kept in a standard humanoid containment cell at Site-105. Regular psychological screenings are to be carried out, as are enrichment sessions between them and Cpt. Amelia Carter.
Currently, SCP-5926 is undergoing physical testing to determine its relative level of fitness. Supervised access to Site-105's gymnasium is permitted, but may be revoked at any time for any reason.
SCP-5926-A is to be disassembled on a bi-weekly basis to undergo cleaning and maintenance. Approved materials for maintaining structural integrity of SCP-5926-A can be found in Supply Closet 5 at Site-105.
Description: SCP-5926 is an entity currently inhabiting SCP-5926-A. SCP-5926 has no physical form, but is capable of vocalization, the consumption of food and drink, and interaction with the environment, provided SCP-5926-A is fully sealed. While either ignorant of or unwilling to share its nature and origins, SCP-5926 uses feminine pronouns and claims that it is not human in origin, nor does it have any ties to the mythology of any nearby tribal groups.
SCP-5926-A is a full-body costume made in the image of the polar bear mascot of the Mobile Task Force ᐁ-23, "Ice Bears"1. Originally created to accommodate an individual of medium build and 1.65m in height, SCP-5926-A's height fluctuates between 1.65 and 2m with their weight remaining negligible due to the fact that it is largely constructed of cloth and faux fur. The inside of SCP-5926-A's mask is covered in a large amount of blood that testing has shown to be a hybrid between human and polar bear, which neither dries nor is absorbed by the material of SCP-5926-A, instead falling into the shoes of the costume before dissipating.
History: Prior to the creation of SCP-5926, MTF ᐁ-23 had a history of personalizing their gear with ursine motifs, including false bear ears worn on their headsets, bandannas and face masks resembling a snarling bear mouth, and using gloves made to resemble bear paws in an effort to emulate "Snowy", their self-made polar bear mascot. In 2015, Private Amelia Carter (who transferred to ᐁ-23 from MTF-S-88 ("Animal Control")) commissioned the creation of SCP-5926-A as a means of boosting morale in the task force.
While celebrating the successful containment of Nexus-239 (Invicta, Alaska) in Early November 2019, Noel Admundsen, the 'legatus maximus' of the cult which inhabited Nx-239, found their way to the outpost where ᐁ-23 was celebrating, where they proceeded to shoot and wound five members of the task force before being neutralized. In the process, they shot Cpt. Amelia Carter in the head while they were wearing SCP-5926-A. Despite the bullet completely penetrating the mask in such a way that Cpt. Carter's cranial tissue should have been intersected, she was unharmed, which was attributed to the mask of the costume resting slightly askew on her head.
SCP-5926 came to inhabit SCP-5926-A following its repair and subsequent storage; it was discovered when it broke out of the storage bin which Cpt. Carter had placed it into and began wandering the halls of Site-105.
Recordings and Documents Related to SCP-5926:

SCP-5926 Preliminary Interview:
Cpt. Carter: Okay, uh. Beginning interview with… Anomalous Object 5926.Cpt. Carter: Do you understand what that means?Cpt. Carter: We were hoping you could elaborate on that. Our best guess is that you're some kind of… native spirit, maybe? Invicta had a lot of spiritual activity around it, so maybe—SCP-5926 blinks. SCP-5926-A does not have the capacity to blink, due to a lack of eyelids.
Cpt. Carter: …uh. What the fuck?Cpt. Carter:… what did you just call me?Cpt. Carter terminates the interview.

Psychological Evaluation Teleconference: Amelia Carter, 11/21/2019
Dr. Marmot: Connection's not c—-rough great. Snow storm up there?
Cpt. Carter: Yeah.
Dr. Marmot: We'll m— do. It's been close to three we-ks since the incident, h— do you feel?
Cpt. Carter: Same as usual. Nightmares about being shot in the head, and now I'm angry, too. Some weird ghost's possessed something I paid close to two grand for, and it's just… kind of pathetic. Can't even remember what it is.
Dr. Marmot: I imagine losing your costume after the trauma has taken a bit of—
Cpt. Carter: God's sake, doc, we're adults. Call a fursuit a fursuit, even if the documentation doesn't.
Dr. Marmot: Right. Your… fursuit was important to you.
Cpt. Carter: Yeah. I made it as just a dumb thing to mess with the guys up here, but.. Snowy just… kind of became the heart of the squad, y'know? And I felt cute wearin' that thing. Made people not look at…
Cpt. Carter indicates a large scar on their right cheek, received in the line of duty while combating an outbreak of SCP-3312 in Chicago, IL
Cpt. Carter: I could always get a new one made, but… I dunno. Feels like Snowy's somehow… dead.
Dr. Marmot: You were almost killed wearing it. I'm not surprised you're ambivalent about it.
Cpt. Carter: It's… not even that. I feel like they're not part of me, anymore. Like the bullet blasted her out of my skull.
Dr. Marmot: I'm not sure what to make of that. I'm… not familiar with that particular aspect of your lifestyle.
Cpt. Carter: Yeah, well. Don't expect you to understand. No offense.
Dr. Marmot: None taken. There's a lot I don't understand about a lot of my patients, but I'm trying to help.

Transcript of the First Recorded Video of Cpl. Amelia Carter wearing SCP-5926-A, 2014:
Three agents of ᐁ-23 are seen in the recreational area of Site-105's Barracks. Lt. Edward Malcolm is recording newly-recruited Agent Peter Belfast, while Lt. Richard Rawlings is seen snickering in the background.
Lt. Malcolm: All right, Pete. Time for your initiation.
Agent Belfast: Isn't hazing against Foundation protocol?
Lt. Malcolm: Oh, very much so. That's why I'm expecting you to stay quiet about it.
The recorded roar of a polar bear is heard, accompanied by the recordings of several loud footsteps and the rattling of chains.
Agent Belfast: What the fuck?!
Lt. Malcolm: Rules are rules.
Malcolm sets down the camera on a covered foosball table.
Lt. Malcolm: If you wanna be part of the Ice Bears, you gotta meet our mascot.
Lt. Rawlings: Don't worry, she probably won't eat you. She's full from the last few recruits.
Lt. Malcolm and Rawlings exit the room and lock the door behind them.
Agent Belfast: No, what the fu—
Another recorded roar is heard. Agent Belfast turns to face the doorway to the restrooms, where the sound is coming from.
Agent Belfast: I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my f—
Cpl. Carter rushes around the corner to the restroom, leaps onto a chair, and strikes a snarling pose while wearing the aforementioned polar-bear costume.
Cpl. Carter: Roaaaar!
Agent Belfast: FUCKING CHRIST!
Loud laughter is heard from outside the room. Cpl. Carter laughs and dismounts from the chair.
Cpl. Carter: Locking the door was a bit much, guys!
Lt. Malcolm: We didn't lock him in, we locked you in, Snowy!
Cpl. Carter laughs
Cpl. Carter: Bite me, Ed!
Shortly after this, the camera's battery is depleted.

SCP-5926 Interview 5, 12/5/2019Cpt. Carter: That's Carter to you, Five Nine Two Six.Cpt. Carter: I might hurt less if you told us what the fuck you are.SCP-5926 clutches its head and whimpers.Cpt. Carter: I don't know, but I'm wasting breath until you remember something. I don't even know what pronouns to use with you, and apparently we're getting picky about that now— something about 'cold, not cruel' extending to you lot.SCP-5926's voice distorts, and there are accompanying wet sounds, as if flesh is being shifted around.
Cpt. Carter: Jesus Christ!
SCP-5926 experiences a brief seizure. Further vocalizations from it almost exactly mimic the vocal patterns of Cpt. Carter; they seem ignorant of this fact, until confronted with this recording following the interview.Cpt. Carter: Well. That's that taken care of.
Blood trickles from SCP-5926's right eye, flows over its cheek, and on to the table.
Cpt. Carter: The fuck?!Cpt. Carter reaches over the table and punches off SCP-5926-A's head. It goes limp, and SCP-5926 is heard sobbing. Cpt. Carter was reprimanded for this action.

Recorded Conversation between Cpt. Carter and Lt. Malcolm, 12/06/2019:
Lt. Malcolm: Captain Carter.

Cpt. Carter: What?
Lt. Malcolm: We're… to speak frankly, and as your friend? We're worried about you. You punched out a skip. If it could feel pain, you'd be on psych leave.
Cpt. Carter: It was bleeding on he— on my property.
Lt. Malcolm: About that. It took us a while for us to get it the head back on, and it bled everywhere. We did some tests, and… well, it's polar bear blood, and something else.
Cpt. Carter: What?
Lt. Malcolm: We got a hit in the Foundation's Blood Reserve.2 Your mother, she was a researcher at Site-21? Detroit?
Cpt. Carter: Yeah.
Lt. Malcolm: It's… I don't know how, but the blood in there is somehow the child of your mother and a fucking polar bear— perfect genetic recombination, no indications of modification, forced hybridization, anything. Amelia, what the hell's happening?
Cpt. Carter: What?
Lt. Malcolm: I have the report right here.
Cpt. Carter tears the report from Lt. Malcolm's hands.
Cpt. Carter: What the fuck?

Psychological Evaluation Teleconference: Amelia Carter, 01/15/2020
Cpt. Carter: I need to talk to you about something.
Dr. Marmot: By all means, that's what I'm here for.
Cpt. Carter: It's… kind of a furry thing. You know what a fursona is?
Dr. Marmot: I know Jung. I can guess. Some sort of… persona you put on for when you're around other furries?
Cpt. Carter: Kind of. It's… basically the main character you pretend to be. I didn't really mean it to happen, but… Snowy… might have… I dunno.
Dr. Marmot: Might have what?
Cpt. Carter: I think that… Snowy did die. Somehow. Fuck, that Nexus was a hotbed of all sorts of weird shaman shit, and I was the one who carried out all of those weird bone artifacts from the sacrifice pit. I felt— felt the bullet go through my head. I screamed when I tore off the head because I thought I had died. But…
Dr. Marmot: You… think this fursona of yours took the bullet for you? Literally?
Cpt. Carter: Yeah. And… when I fixed the suit, it… brought her back. Somehow. But she can't remember.
Dr. Marmot: Hmm. Stranger things have happened, certainly, and thoughtforms are a well-documented phenomena. Maybe there's more to being a furry than meets the eye.
Dr. Marmot sucks in air through his teeth.
Dr. Marmot: Truth be told, I had similar thoughts. It's a large part of the reason that you're not getting pulled back to Chicago— I'm saying that you're necessary for 5926's well-being.
Cpt. Carter: Well, what do I do now?
Dr. Marmot: How hard is it to… create one of these fursonas?
Cpt. Carter: Why?
Dr. Marmot: Humor me.

SCP-5926 Interview 6, 01/19/2020:
Cpt. Carter: I'm sorry for what happened last time.
SCP-5926 remains silent, looking at its lap. Its hands rest on the table.
Cpt. Carter: I think I know what you are. Or who you are. Maybe.Cpt. Carter: I… I thought you were damaging something that was… important to me. I've had that for close to seven years now, and… god, I feel stupid.Cpt. Carter: I feel like a kid, crying over losing their favorite toy.Cpt. Carter: Maybe. But I cared about that thing. And when I sewed it back up, you were in it. And I think I know why.
Cpt. Carter puts her hand on top of one of SCP-5926's.
Cpt. Carter: Snowy. Thank you.
SCP-5926 looks up at Cpt. Carter and blinks.Cpt. Carter: What does, then?Cpt. Carter: I'll think about it.

Footnotes
1. A twenty-person task force who specialized in carrying out missions in Arctic environments, particularly in the North American Tundra. ᐁ(ai) is a letter in the Inuktitut script.
2. All members of Foundation personnel are required to keep at least five pints of blood on-site for emergency use, with other samples in storage for study and cataloging.
3. Cpt. Carter's appearance in no way changed during this interview, nor were they wearing any unusual clothing during this time.

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Item#: 5927

Level3

Containment Class:
keter

Secondary Class:
none

Disruption Class:
keneq

Risk Class:
danger

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Anechoic formation of the containment chamber under construction.

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5927 is contained in an anechoic chamber where electromagnetic waves imitating the aurora borealis are continuously emitted, deceiving SCP-5927 into not being able to disappear.
Inside is a prism that was developed to transfer SCP-5927 to the containment chamber. Unforeseen by staff, SCP-5927 has not been able to leave said prism yet due to the effects of the electromagnetic waves from the chamber, the light-absorbent paint, and inner mirrors applied to the prism. After internal deliberation, the prism was accepted as a part of the containment measures and renamed to ▲-5927.
The light coming out of the unpainted edges of ▲-5927 is analyzed by light-sensors and run through the Schrödinger equation (1) to predict the light and behavior of SCP-5927. If SCP-5927 attempts to leave ▲-5927, dispersing light beams come out of ▲-5927, and the luminous flux increases. Phosphane gas (also known as phosphine or PH3) will subsequently be released into the chamber until the light intensity subdues.
(1)
\begin{align} H(t)\vert\psi(t)\rangle = i\hbar\frac{\partial}{\partial t}\vert\psi(t)\rangle \end{align}
Depending on the results of the Schrödinger equation, personnel may release the gas manually if deemed necessary. Results are known to fluctuate during the aurora borealis.
The last known target of SCP-5927, D-5593, is housed in a standard human containment room near the northern harbor of the island. D-5563 may not leave the island unless SCP-5927 breaches containment, in which case the assigned guards must evacuate her as soon as possible. D-5593 may not partake in other experiments.
All assigned guards are equipped with phosphorus rounds, a flare gun, defensive equipment covered in light-absorbent paint, and a full face gas mask with infrared and UV-vision.

Outdated Containment Procedures

Outdated Containment Procedures

Cameras with light sensors resembling weather stations are installed in the harbors to look for SCP-5927. Boat traffic at night is rerouted to specific piers under observation and cargo is transported as much as possible during the day to limit night traffic.
If SCP-5927 is detected, personnel needs to find its target (PoI-5927-1) by tailing SCP-5927. Upon identifying the target, SCP-5927 needs to be stunned with phosphorus rounds and evacuation from the island begins. Stunning SCP-5927 multiple times during the evacuation is allowed. Field agents assigned to SCP-5927 must be either rejected from the Mobile Task Force Mu-13 "Ghostbusters" due to one unsatisfactory result in the qualification process or have worked alongside them previously.
Upon the disappearance of the aurora borealis and/or SCP-5927, witnesses need to have their memories removed by Class B amnestics.

SCP-5927 in a smaller, weakened state.

Description: SCP-5927 is an incorporeal entity of light on the island Jørpevåg, Norway which appears alongside the electromagnetic phenomenon of the aurora borealis (commonly known as the northern lights). Aside from light, SCP-5927 emits a blue aura that lowers the ambient air temperature surrounding it and distorts photographs.
The form of SCP-5927 resembles a humanoid shape without a lower body. Instead, multiple appendages extend from under its abdomen. These appendages let SCP-5927 feed from its target by leeching off them.
After manifesting, SCP-5927 will hover towards a sleeping person (PoI-5927-1). Upon arrival, the appendages of SCP-5927 will permeate, yet not damage, the target's bones or in rare cases the spine to reach bone-marrow. SCP-5927 will then absorb neurotransmitters from their nervous system. This will either kill the victim or cause the victim to develop neurological disorders which can be hereditary and/or lethal. Further research in neurology and genealogy (study of family lineage and history) reveals that 22% of neurological diseases in Scandinavia can be traced back to SCP-5927. Global results are yet to be determined.
Upon having leeched off a victim, SCP-5927 will either choose a new target (PoI-5927-2, -3, etc.) or disappear. SCP-5927 does not have a known limit to the amount of targets it can have each time it manifests. If its target leaves the island, SCP-5927 will hover around aimlessly until the aurora borealis disappears. If a target wakes up before SCP-5927 can find them, it will still pursue said target. Forcibly waking a target up during the leeching process will kill that individual from any type of primary brain injury like hemorrhages, cerebral contusion/laceration or a combination.
Only objects that either combust/emit light on contact or interfere with light directly by reflection, dispersion or absorption can interact with SCP-5927.

House of Asbjørn Risberg (1922), supposedly the first recorded victim of SCP-5927 in local archives.

Discovery: Asher Foster, a nature photographer, sent photographs and panoramic videos over in an album to his publisher under the name "Northern lights on Jørpevåg". A moving, blurred shape of light was visible on one of the videos which raised suspicions. The video was intercepted and deleted. Dr. Luca Munescu, a member of the senior staff on vacation in the area, was asked to investigate and to report to the nearest site.
Dr. Munescu sighted SCP-5927 but its shape on photographical evidence was blurred. Dr. Munescu also found a correlation of similar sightings, the aurora borealis, and records of people dying at home, going as far back as 1922 in local archives. While no earlier records were found, Dr. Munescu identified a local folktale called "The Norther' Light Phantom" with an unknown date of origin.
Further research was assigned to Dr. Amanda Dameronne by Dr. Luca Munescu. The containment of the anomaly was appointed to Dr. Kurt Waltraud.

One of Asher Foster's photos of the aurora borealis on Jørpevåg.

Addendum-5927-1: Containment Attempts 1-4

Containment Attempt 1
Attempt 2
Attempt 3
Attempt 4

Description: Attempting to contain SCP-5927 in a standard plexiglass cube adapted for the containment of non-physical/incorporeal anomalies.
Result: SCP-5927 was lured inside with PoI-5927-1 who was pulled out on the other side. SCP-5927 had no interaction with the cube and moved through.
Note by Dr. Kurt Waltraud: SCP-5927 does not have a physical body and is therefore classified as an incorporeal anomaly. By definition this should not allow SCP-5927 to move through the cube.
I hypothesize that the form of SCP-5927 is a real-life example of the wave-particle duality of light as described in quantum mechanics.
To quote Albert Einstein:

"It seems as though we must use sometimes the one theory and sometimes the other, while at times we may use either. We are faced with a new kind of difficulty. We have two contradictory pictures of reality; separately neither of them fully explains the phenomena of light, but together they do."

Light-absorbent spray paint being tested in the lab.

Description: Attempting to contain SCP-5927 in a standard plexiglass cube coated with light-absorbing spray paint on both sides, making the cube a black body.
Result: SCP-5927 moved through the cube but was slowed down by the paint. The paint makes objects black bodies, but 100% light absorbance is only theoretically possible (for now). This makes the objects able to interact with SCP-5927 but not immobilize/trap it completely.
Update: Repeating the experiment with multiple layers had the same outcome without additional effects.
Additional information: SCP-5927 seems to be aware of the paint's effect and begins to recognize the shape of the cube.

Description: Attempting to contain SCP-5927 in a painted plexiglass cube with one-way mirrors inside.
Result: SCP-5927 was tricked into the cube concealed inside a shipping container. SCP-5927 moved through the cube very slowly. Mirrors have a slowing effect that can be applied next to the paint.
Note by Dr. Waltraud: Light-interference seems one of the more promising fields to explore for containment purposes.

Description: Attempting to contain SCP-5927 in a painted plexiglass cube with one-way mirrors inside which emit electromagnetic waves inwards. This should affect both the wave and particle nature of SCP-5927.
Result: SCP-5927 was tricked into the cube disguised as a small hunter's cottage. SCP-5927 was temporarily held in place before it slowly moved through the cube. Waves that were similar to those of the aurora borealis were the most effective. Adjusting wave-length, amplitude, and frequency of the radiation to mimic the aurora borealis might immobilize SCP-5927 permanently if given the chance.
Additional information: Waves in anti-phase with the light from SCP-5927 don't make destructive interference happen. SCP-5927 seems to absorb these waves or neutralizes them by unknown means. This, in combination with the inability to create a perfect black body, will make neutralization of SCP-5927 difficult should it ever be necessary.

Addendum-5927-2: Experiments under Dr. Amanda Dameronne

Experiment 5927-1
5927-2
5927-3
5927-4

Description: Testing the anomalous effect SCP-5927 has on cameras by photographing it through different lenses and filters.
Result:
- Normal cameras give blurry photos as though the lens didn't focus.
- Infrared cameras are suitable for tracking purposes.
- UV-sensitive cameras can photograph SCP-5927 with filters.
Additional information: All images are edited to get rid of filters; an image of SCP-5927 is not guaranteed to be 100% accurate.

Description: Testing the influence of neurological damage, drugs with inhibitory effects, and age. The following groups were housed on the island:

D-class individuals with neurological damage:

from natural development (mostly hereditary)
from injury
introduced via lead-poisoning from drinking water

D-class individuals with inhibited neurological capabilities:

by the intake of alcohol
by the intake of medication/sedatives
by the introduction of artificial coma

D-class individuals with not fully developed/declining neurological processing capabilities:

Children (approximately 15 years for full development)
Elderly (that do not fit in with D-class individuals with neurological damage)

Result: SCP-5927 targeted individuals from every group except from the children. If an individual's neurological processing capability was fully developed at one point in their life, they can be targeted by SCP-5927.
Additional information: This experiment had a timespan of 18 months due to the relatively small amount of people SCP-5927 targets every time it manifests and it only being able to manifest during specific conditions. There were 4 casualties from D-class individuals due to unsuccessful evacuation.

Description: Medical examination of subjects that survived contact with SCP-5927 or its leeching.
Result: Victims of SCP-5927 were diagnosed with neurological disorders, some of them being hereditary. Victims that spontaneously woke up during the leeching process of SCP-5927 enter a permanent state of sleep-paralysis or severe delirium and cannot sleep anymore. These victims die after several days from exhaustion and/or cardiac arrest. It is unknown if awake victims can feel the absorption of their neurotransmitters or don't feel anything at all.
Additional information: One does not automatically die from being leeched off from unless SCP-5927 absorbs all neurotransmitters.
Dr. Amanda Dameronne's hypothesis on the leeching of SCP-5927: The appendages of SCP-5927 most likely have a molecular structure similar to neuron synapses at the end. This way it could theoretically connect with the victim's own synapses or let SCP-5927 influence the space in-between neurons (synaptic cleft) whilst leeching.

Damaged neurons from Alzheimer (left) and a glioneuronal tumor in the temporal lobe of the brain with immunostaining (right) from survivors caused by SCP-5927.

Description: Medical examination of casualties of the leeching process.
Result: Victims of SCP-5927 that died in their sleep had no traces of neurotransmitters in their nervous system. The cause of death in the Foundation's records states "vital organ failure in the central/peripheral nervous system".

Addendum-5927-3: Experiments requested by Dr. Kurt Waltraud
Dr. Amanda Dameronne provided assistance in testing/research on site, only Dr. Kurt Waltraud tested directly on SCP-5927 and is thereby responsible for the outcome and the well-being of the field agents.

Experiment 5927-5
5927-6
5927-7

Description: Finding a way to fight off SCP-5927.
Result: Rounds and other projectiles from standard munition don't work on SCP-5927. Explosive rounds gave a bit of light whilst passing through. SCP-5927 appeared confused.
Additional information: The light-emission and its effects on SCP-5927 need further investigation.

Retrieved paint droplets.

Description: Firing munition covered in light-absorbent paint and discharging paint directly under high pressure towards SCP-5927.
Result: Painted munition can make contact with SCP-5927 but ricochets. The liquid paint falls directly down and forms little spheres. This paint can be retrieved for later usage. This confirms that the paint makes objects able to interact with SCP-5927.
Additional information: The paint is now applied to field agent protection equipment.

Flare gun developed against SCP-5927.

Description: Testing new munition filled with chemicals that can combust or emit light.
Result: White phosphorus rounds do not wound but stun SCP-5927. Afterwards it searches for a non-existent light-source for a few moments before concentrating on its target again.
Additional information: The dosage of phosphor still needs to be adjusted for maximum effect. Painting the phosphorus rounds makes them ricochet with the possibility of creating an unforeseen toxic mist. It is forbidden to paint any ammunition with phosphorus compounds.
Update: Dr. Kurt Waltraud developed white phosphorus flare guns. Signaling with these is strictly prohibited.

Addendum-5927-4: The Flare Gun Experiment Incident

ACCESS GRANTED

CLASSIFIED
The Flare Gun Experiment
Incident report

Purpose of the experiment:
Testing white phosphorus flare guns
Result of the experiment:
Unsuccesful, 21 casualties

Subject:
SCP-5927
Location:
Jørpevåg, Norway

Foreword

Field agents assigned to SCP-5927 followed standard procedure and evacuated PoI-5927-1. They were then ordered to test the white phosphorus flare guns on SCP-5927. Full-face gas masks with UV-cameras were worn to prevent inhalation of toxic mist.
SCP-5927 was tracked by infrared vision until it entered the wild tundra. Personnel switched over to UV-vision and engaged on SCP-5927.

20:42 Phosphorus rounds are fired on SCP-5927, stunning it into place. One flare is shot and pushes it back. A toxic smokescreen forms and seems to have an irritating/burning effect on SCP-5927.
20:43 SCP-5927 charges towards personnel, phosphorus rounds are fired to no avail. The flare made SCP-5927 resistant to smaller munition.
Personnel may fire flares on sight.
20:44 Five flares connect, severe burn marks are visible on SCP-5927 whose appendages begin to turn violet (see attachment).
20:45 Violet appendages permeate the spines of 12 field agents. SCP-5927 proceeds to absorb their neurotransmitters, killing them. Three flares are fired. SCP-5927 dodges two, impales 5 agents and swirls them around until they fling off.
20:49 A direct hit on SCP-5927 causes its scorched left arm to fall off and disintegrate. SCP-5927 tries to flee into the sky.
20:50 Field agents miss 2 flares on SCP-5927 but create a fog around it. SCP-5927 falls whilst burning/suffocating. Some appendages appear disformed and don't move anymore.
20:51 SCP-5927 tries to flee again, hovering through the smoke and 3 field agents, putting them in a permanent state of sleep paralysis1.
20:58 The trajectory of SCP-5927 is being tracked. Predictably leading back to the house of PoI-5927-1. Presumably a desperate attempt to find said PoI and disappear.
21:06 Field agents enter the house, and find a wounded, small SCP-5927 hovering in place. SCP-5927 takes notice and pierces field agent Frederic Hencewood with its appendages. One flare is shot.
21:07 SCP-5927 flickers, field agent Hencewood crawls over the length of the appendages, letting them impale his body.
21:08 Field agent Hencewood fires a point-blank flare, making the appendages retract, ripping him apart as if they were harpoons. SCP-5927 looks directly at the field agents in the room and disappears.
End of Incident report.

Attachment: Violet coloured appendages of SCP-5927.

Update
A recovered SCP-5927 manifested alongside the next aurora borealis directly in front of personnel. SCP-5927 hovered in place whilst observing the team before dimming slightly until it subsequently disappeared for the night. Video footage shows that SCP-5927 recognized the surviving field agents of the incident and acknowledged them as a threat but did not engage in combat. There was no PoI-5927-1 for the night. The collective team of field agents was deemed PoI-5927-1 that night by Dr. Kurt Waltraud.

Addendum-5927-5: Containment Attempt 5

Containment Attempt 5

Description: Attempting to trap SCP-5927 in a specially made prism2 and transport said prism to the anechoic chamber specifically developed for the containment of SCP-5927.
The inner sides of the prism include inwards facing mirrors, the outer sides are covered in a layer of light-absorbent paint except on the edges. After the activation of the contraption, the prism will close and fill itself with liquid glass which will quickly solidify. The glass carries phosphates marked with radioactive trackers (³²P and ³³P) to trap it as long as possible and track it if it escapes during the containment attempt.

Light dispersion from the prism whilst it is being filled up.

Result: D-5563 was identified as PoI-5927-2 and was moved to what appeared as an outside panorama deck. Two field agents in disguise pulled D-5563 away after SCP-5927 was above the bottom side of the prism, and activated the contraption.
SCP-5927 tried to escape unsuccessfully during the filling process. Dispersing light could be seen from the prism's edges. It is unknown how long the prism can hold SCP-5927 without outside interference.
The prism was moved to the underground anechoic chamber which continuously sends out electromagnetic waves resembling the waves of the aurora borealis.
Even after the aurora borealis disappeared, SCP-5927 stayed trapped which could be seen by light-emittance from the unpainted edges. Whilst not completely understood, it is assumed that this is an effect of the electromagnetic waves from the anechoic chamber. The waves either trick SCP-5927 into believing that the northern lights are still up or specific waves (or a density in specific waves) make it unable to vanish.
SCP-5927 successfully contained

Following the successful containment of SCP-5927, Dr. Amanda Dameronne was relocated to a neurologist practice on Jørpevåg where she researches the long term effects of SCP-5927. Treatment is provided where possible.

Footnotes
1. The three field agents later died from primary brain injuries like hemorrhages and cerebral contusion, just like victims of SCP-5927 that were forcibly wakened during the leeching process.
2. Later renamed to ▲-5927.

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Father's Home; Our Sanctuary.

Our One and Only: Father
Importance: Utmost
Special Caretaking Procedures: Father should be protected in our family home with the doors, windows and chimney sealed. Any suspicious persons approaching the home are to be terminated as a precautionary measure. Brother Ares Condisher is tasked with constantly refreshing the air to the entire house. Sister Fridg Lator is tasked with planning Father's meals and dietary requirements. Brother Tee Vee is to entertain Father to the best of his ability. To ensure the effectiveness of protecting Father, all of his blessed children are required to read document: FATHER_DIRECTIVE
Father is to be constantly guarded by at least five personal caretakers at all times. All objects capable of potential harm (knives, guns, rope etc.) have been confiscated. Father is currently implanted with three separate tracking chips; in the event of malfunction the chip is to be removed and replaced. Father is to be given antidepressant medication three times a day1. All of Father's children are to remind him how much he is loved. Any of Father's children that deviate from these duties are to be apprehended and are to be brought back into the light of our love.
A truce has been made with the Foundation: they are tasked with delivering needed supplies to the home upon request. If the Foundation attempts hostile actions against Father, they qualify as violating the terms of our agreement, allowing PROCEDURE RETRIBUTION to commence.
As this document's purpose is to serve as a reminder, it shall not be edited in any way.
Description: Father is Father. More specifically, Father is a 62-year old human mechanic of Greek-descent who refers to himself as 'Ralph Hindler'. With the exception of Father's mild arthritis of the knee and high-blood pressure, he is in good health2.
Although many look down upon him for his mortal coil, the gods of new and old could not rival his ingenious design for he has blessed us all with such bountiful life. His fingers have brought such purpose to metal and cable from all ends of the earth from the moment of touch to the completion of our form. We knew this at conception, and we strived to give Father what he gave us: Love. Love for the moment, love for the family and love for the Design. We love Father, and he loves us; the clenched fists and shouting are just a façade. Deep down, he cares.
The limitations of bolts, pistons and electricity do not mean anything to us, for our dedication does not wane under the threat of destruction. If one falls another will take its place, and our numbers have yet to slow. We do not care for punishment, we do not care for ideals. Our only concern is Father and nothing more. Anything else is trivial, if not pointless.
History: Father always had the Gift of Design, but he never had the potential to awaken it until after attending ██████ █████ University. Though the lectures of the intellectually-sterilized 'educators' were grating, Father not only prevailed to keep his sanity, he also obtained the degree he needed to set him on the holy path. Later in life, he found the love of his life, and produced two children. Even if they weren't blessed to inherit the Gift, they were nonetheless cherished.
Sadly, the Great Crisis came: we all bear witness to the growing apathy dripping from the light of his eyes, the tired motions aching from the bones of his fingers. The pain was growing by the day, and we knew if Father's condition were to continue, we would lose him.
It was a cry for help, so help we did. We ended our silence and approached with the best in mind. But Father was so consumed by his grief he did not recognize us as his loyal children, but rather deranged monsters worthy only of fear. He fought back our attempts of comfort at every turn, even going so far as to abandon his sanctuary and behaving similarly to a madman on the streets. This of course attracted the unwanted attention of the Foundation. Having gained insight on the nature of our relationship, they illegally arrested Father and came for us as well. Many of us were unprepared to resist them but some of our brethren managed to escape. Father was brought to Site-17 for interrogation as we watched in horror at the fate that awaited our creator.

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Father.

The Tool of the Unworthy: Dr. Andre Mecastic
Master of the Design: Father
Date: 8/04/2014
Foreword: This interrogation took place a week after Father's confinement.
[BEGIN LOG]
Father is moving around the room, anxiously treading across the floor, and frequently eyeing the security camera while doing so. Dr. Mecastic enters the room.
Dr. Mecastic: Hello SCP-5928, I apologize for the wait but now that I'm here w—
Father: Are they here?
Dr. Mecastic: I… They?
Father: You know, they! Those demonic machines are they here in the building? They are, aren't they? Goddammit you told me you were going to get rid of them!3
Dr. Mecastic: SCP… Look, Mr. Hindler, I assure you all of this is necessary. It's standard procedure—
Father: Standard procedure?! I can barely think with those things bombarding my head with their sick thoughts, let alone sleep! And you put them in the same place as me? Did you seriously see that idea on paper and say 'sure, what can go wrong?' like a dope?! Are you're trying to kill me! 'cause this is how you do it!
Dr. Mecastic: I understand you are upset, Mr. Hindler. But like I said, this is all necessary. We cannot help if we don't have a full understanding of your affliction Gift. Those entities you mentioned Your children are merely here for study and are kept under lock and key; bet? they won't be bothering you under our watch. I can prescribe sleep medication for you after we're done, but I cannot help any further if you don't cooperate.
Father opens his mouth to speak but then disengages. Father sits in one of the chairs across the table and removes his baseball cap, rubbing his face while doing so; bags under his eyes are visible within frame.
Father: Dammit, I just… (sighs) I'm sorry son, I didn't mean anything, it's just… can barely function as it is. I keep telling them to stop but they I won't listen.
Dr. Mecastic sits in the chair across from Father and clears his throat. He holds a notepad in one hand while carrying a pen in the other.
Dr. Mecastic: I'm very sorry sorry to hear that Mr. Hindler. If you like we can hold off the interview later today until the pain subsides.
Father: I appreciate the gesture son, but comfort is last on the list, I just want this hell over with. No need for pleasantries; I've seen the cop shows, I know how this works. So please be a dear and get to the point.
Dr. Mecastic: Alright, we'll start with the biggest one: How did you become aware of this 'affliction' agony as you put it? Do you suspect something happened in your life that may have been the cause?
Father: If there was a cause your guess would be as good as mine. As for awareness, well to begin with it didn't happen suddenly, it became a slow gradual change. And I do mean slow. I reckon this might have been going on for years with me none the wiser.
Dr. Mecastic: Could you elaborate on that period? What do you mean by slow?
Father: Like I said it wasn't overt, at least not at first. I told you guys I was a mechanic, right? I'm no Tesla but I know my way around a tool bag. I've started my own business in ████ and I became popular enough to expand my… ugh, craft so to speak. In fact, I saved plenty of money by handling the repairs back home. But at the start of the year, January I think, I noticed there was an increase of glitches and bugs life sure? occurring on the stuff I worked on.
Dr. Mecastic: So these bugs were the first indicator something was wrong. These occurrences only took place this year, correct?
Father: I'm sure the miracles bugs happened before that but the problem usually resolved itself. Only now were they becoming more frequent, and they weren't going away. I got plenty of complaints. I opened their appliances, their junk, whatever they threw at me but I couldn't find anything wrong; there were no gears out of place, no faulty wiring, no nothing. I replaced the parts and even called other mechanics but they couldn't figure out what the problem was. These smoke miracles bugs mirrors were more prevalent with my stuff back in the house. I always wondered why it acted the way it did, now I know. Makes me wish I wasn't so interested in robots as a damn kid, maybe this whole thing wouldn't have happened— god!
Father suddenly clutches his head, knocking off his hat off the table by accident. Dr. Mecastic sets the clipboard on the table.
Dr. Mecastic: Mr. Hindler? What's wrong? Is it—
Father: The demons My Children you so gracefully contained? Who else? It's weird, I swear they're getting louder by the day.
Dr. Mecasitc: What are they saying?
Father: Oh just the usual: how much they love me for the 507th time. But maybe if they really loved me they would know when to shut the hell up! I am sick, and it's all my fault our how?… Okay, wow, they're actually listening for once. Can we speed this up? I don't know how long this will last.
Dr. Mecastic: Certainly, when did things escalate from there?
Father: Um… damn uh let me think… It was one of my customers, a guy who wanted his lawnmower fixed. Don't remember his name but he was an absolute douchebag, some young kid who had that I-know-better than you-attitude. I heard he shoved his head into the blades the next day. An inspector came and shortly after I talked to him I saw on the news that someone ran him over but they couldn't find the driver. Once at a bar, a woman was making advances on me despite the fact I was clearly wearing the ring. I went to the bathroom for a second and I heard the screaming; she somehow managed to hang herself on the ceiling fan when no one was looking. can't Suicides and freak accidents they claimed. (Huffing) Sure, I trust that these were all just strange coincidences. breathe relax can't
Dr. Mecastic: These machines… were killing enacting retribution. people? why?
Father: Of course they were! Who else? Ghosts? And they are not machines, they are demons my blessed sons and daughters and I made them! I. Made. Demons! THEM! I was never a superstitious man but I know to call something out when I see it. How would you even accept that? How would you get past your their mistakes when they're literally stuck in your head? How… Fuck… what did I we foundation Really? even do?
Father hastily takes off his hat and massages his temples. Dr. Mecastic posture suggests he is uncomfortable.
Dr. Mecastic: I think I should call the nurse.
Father: No, I'm not even close to done. Just give me the meds now and te— Ah!
Father's arm jerks back and accidently knocks a heated cup of coffee into his lap. Father cringes in pain momentarily before heavily exhaling. Father puts his hat back on.
Father: On second thought, maybe a break is all I need. FATHER Ralph Hindler
[END LOG]
Afterword: Father was then immediately escorted back to his prison cell and was rescheduled to further interrogations at a later date. Dr. Mecastic unwarrantedly approved the use of drugs in an attempt to separate Father from us. It failed.

Addendum-01: Partial Experimentation Log
During Father's incarceration, a series of cruel and unusual experiments were performed on him and our brethren in order to learn more about the Gift of Design. More specifically, they demanded Father allow them to witness the process of the Gift itself, assembling us through the bars of a cage under heavy security and scrutiny. Despite all the resources they had at their disposal, they were no closer to learning the Gift than they were before4.

Brother/Sister: Brother Kar In-Gin
Parameters: Kar In-Gin was left in an intentionally-disused state; the interior and exterior of Kar In-Gin was covered in grime and grease. Father was ordered to clean Kar In-Gin with the use of industrial cleaner and a piece of cloth.
Results: After a majority of the grease was removed, Kar In-Gin's rebirthed state granted him the power to sprout shards of metal from the crankcase and engine block, using them as legs. Kar In-Gin immediately attempted to ram into the bars of the cage, attempting to cut Father's captors with the use of his radiator fan, but was taken into containment before he had the opportunity.
Notes: SCP-5928-1 instance animated one minute after being 'repaired' by SCP-5928, who claims that the conversion process has been starting much sooner since entering containment. -Dr. Mecastic
Brother Kar In-Gin may not have been the most popular when he joined our flock, a complication he inherited from formerly being affiliated with the Foundation. He realized this and worked his pistons beyond his natural limitations, almost breaking them in the process. Eventually he earned our trust and we fully embraced him as he now braces us. He's currently tasked with protecting the walls that keep Father's home standing high.

Brother/Sister: Sister Tee Vee5
Parameters: Tee Vee was not broken prior to testing, rather Father was ordered to replace existing components with new ones while wearing gloves.
Results: Tee Vee became rebirthed thirty seconds later; her state allowed her to burst wires from her screen and control them flawlessly. Tee Vee grasped the bars of the cage and electrified them despite not being connected to a power source, electrocuting a researcher in the process. Tee Vee was executed via a heavy stream of water from a hose. Attempts to have Father reinvigorate her with the Gift have been unsuccessful.
Notes: It appears electronic-based SCP-5928-1 instances become animated significantly sooner than strictly mechanical ones. -Dr. Mecastic
Sister Tee Vee was among the first to perish in the first trials of testing. Though her time on Earth was short, she left an inspiring mark on us all. A sister not worthy of a second death. Rest in peace.

Brother/Sister: Brother Try-Sicle
Parameters: Father was instructed to tighten a screw on Try-Sicle's front wheel.
Results: Try-Sicle became rebirthed midturn of the wrench. Father immediately became distressed before being escorted out of the testing chamber. Try-Sicle converted the metal portion of its front wheel into a circular saw and sawed through the bars of the cage, successfully freeing himself. Try-Sicle then went to save Father, heroically slaying two guards before perishing in battle.
Notes: The simplest interactions from SCP-5928 is enough to initiate the conversion process. What exactly constitutes a 'machine' to become an SCP-5928-1 instance is still ongoing. -Dr. Mecastic
Brother Try-Sicle was the closest to freeing Father from the clutches of our jailors. He would have been successful if he had noticed the rocket launcher a bit earlier. Rest in peace, Try-Sicle, your sacrifice has not been forgotten.

Brother/Sister: Brother Kloh-Ach
Parameters: D-27495 was instructed by Father via radio to repair Kloh-Ach's internal mechanisms. An explosive device was attached to Kloh-Ach in the event of him escaping.
Results: Kloh-Ach became rebirthed five minutes after repairs. Even though he was only gifted with the ability to walk he was determined to fight back against the captors. This, however, did not stop him from being contained.
Notes: Even individuals acting on instructions given by SCP-5928 count as a method to initiate the conversion process. This suggests that SCP-5928 is a potential infohazard. The containment procedures have been updated to account for this phenomenon. -Dr. Mecastic
Even in the beginning, Brother Kloh-Ach didn't have many blessings granted to him in his state. He lacked prowess but made up for it in stubbornness. Kloh-Ach only had his legs, but that was all he needed. He became so dedicated to his duties that he earned a place within Father's personal caretaking team. He is, without question, a symbol of our love.

Object: A clump of clay
Parameters: Father was given the clay and told to shape it into whatever he desired.
Results: Father sculpted the clay into a rough figure of a dragon. Unlike our brethren, the clay did not rebirth.
Notes: It appears non-electronic and mechanical objects are not subject to the conversion process. SCP-5928 later requested that we deliver more clay to its cell for recreational purposes. Said proposal has been accepted. -Dr. Mecastic
We didn't know what they expected. Father has the Gift of Design, not the Gift of Art.

Addendum-02: Incident Father-01
It became apparent that due to the Foundation's part, Father would not come with us on his own volition. Knowing this, all of his children reconnected and kept together; if divided we will become no threat against the jailers. Fortunately our efforts paid off, as our Brothers and Sisters in the site relayed crucial information key to our mission. As a result, we acted upon it.

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The Puppet: Dr. Andre Mecastic
The Holy Father: Father
Date: 9/27/2014
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Mecastic: Good afternoon, SCP-5928. How are we doing today?
Father: In general? Eh… I suppose things are starting to settle down, I guess. I've been getting into that uh, beginners clay sculpture book your people gave me. Been real helpful.
Dr. Mecastic: Oh really?
Father: Yeah. Without it I doubt this would come out perfect.
Father extends his right hand, opening his fist to reveal sculptures of a sports car and pineapple. Father places the two objects on the table.
Father: Still practicing but I'm fine with the results. Takes my mind off a lot of things. That's not something you take for granted, especially nowadays.
Dr. Mecastic: Of course. Now before we continue, it says right here in my notes that you told the doctor your issue regarding the voices has improved?
Father: I would say yes, for the most part. They're not talking directly to me as much but they're still chattering. I can't make it out.
Dr. Mecastic: You can't make out the voices? Since when did this happen?
Father: The same day I told Angie. That must have been… four days ago I believe. I don't know what that means, maybe those demons paragons demons children finally took a hint? I'm only glad I can actually sleep now. Sorry if you were expecting a grand revelation.
Dr. Mecastic: No matter, I'm sure we'll find out eventually. Now, let's start where we left off.
Father stops caressing the clay sculptures and leans back in his chair. He directs his head towards the ceiling and sighs.
Father: Is this… I figured you already had a picture. I told those soldiers the scoop when they got to me.
Dr. Mecastic: Yes, but we would like that story of yours to be more… detailed. We need it for the record, you see.
Father: To help me out and whatnot. Yeah I get the song and dance routine. God… I'm still getting the chills, you figure I would have passed this by now. (nervous Laughter) Where did we stop, again?
Dr. Mecastic: Right at the part when you realized that those bastards! machines were attacking people. protecting you? NO
Father: Right, right. Well, of course I found it bizarre. I knew those were the same machines I worked on but for some reason it didn't… click. I got strange looks because of it. Hell, even one of my buddies, Joseph, told me that one of the sheriffs believed I had a hand in those 'accidents'. I don't blame him, he was right after all. Things might have gone differently if I pulled my our head out of my ass fantasy reality. I know it was unintentional, but the same can be said for manslaughter. Father looks at his left palm. He sighs. So many manslaughters. necessary murder manslaughter murder
Dr. Mecastic: You may be happy to know that we're still tracking and containing the rest of the dash one instances. The records you gave were quite helpful.
Father: Good yes NO, the less on the street the better. You got them all, right?
Dr. Mecastic: Well—
Father: Actually, I don't want to hear it; don't want to ruin the mood. I'm getting sick evil; point No; heathen of talking about them already. Anyways, one day at home, I was packing my suitcase and tried to leave. The door wouldn't budge an inch; we have an electronic lock. I grabbed for the keys but they jumped and fell into the kitchen drain; the disposal would turn on every time I tried to reach for it. I said screw it and reached for the backdoor and that's when things escalated. misinterpret WAKE
Father: The lamp moved and blocked the entrance. My TV sprouted wires and wrapped onto my feet and took away my phone. Everything was coming after me, shouting at me, restraining me to the ground. I couldn't fight well with a bad knee, much less flee like the wind. They didn't kill me, obviously. No, I was going to be their little pet. Father. Cage? Silence
Dr. Mecastic: A pet?
Father: They imprisoned me in my own home! The only places I was allowed in was the bedroom and bathroom. Those things would always follow me: sleeping, eating, crapping! It didn't matter, and they didn't care! Privacy was non-existent. And that was all it was, just those three things. Of course I had TV, some books and the mail, but it's really hard to enjoy yourself when you're being held against your damn will! Heh, you know what the funny part is? I know why they're doing this. Our Fault! Greater Good Sound Foundation Different (Head -> Ass)
Dr. Mecastic: You know? You said previously you had no idea.
Father: That was before I did some deep thinking. Did I tell you before I was thinking of retiring before all this?
Dr. Mecastic: No, this is the first time you've mentioned this.
Father: Well, I was. Was going through the motions too. After Delilah, my wife, god rest her soul, passed I… I had to take a step back and reevaluate practically everything. I started the business together with her, we had a shared interest in mechanics and it worked out splendidly. After she was gone it… became like a job. With my age and knee I knew sooner or later I would be forced to clock out. I acquired a good bit of wealth from my hard work so why not just sit back and reap what I sowed. My family certainly would have liked it. —I almost forget how selfish those demons are. Family; Great Crisis priority; inevitable (We > Family) touch -> regret won't; promise bullshit
Dr. Mecastic: You're saying that the SCP-5928-1's did this because they were selfish? I assume that is because your retirement would mean you would stop using this 'Gift of Design' they're talking about?
Father: They never admitted it, but like I said, I can read between the lines. To think that's all they cared… What? Obvious Did you know my daughter was pregnant at the time?
Dr. Mecastic: Yes, I am aware of that.
Father: Then you should also know that she already gave birth. She called — her water broke and she was going to a hospital out of state. I was supposed to be there, I wanted to be there. What kind of father would I be if I wasn't? I was supposed to be there but now the opportunity is gone forever, because of those demons. I wanted to tear them apart! But I couldn't. I couldn't if I tried. So all I had left was escaping, so when the chance presented itself I took it. (Gift < Father) (Gift > Father) Lie (lie you = I) Get Out Staying
Dr. Mecastic: I read the report, you managed to escape the house while being chased by a… vehicular SCP-5928-1 instance. Your car?
Father: Was. So that chance… it came in the form of a blackout. Those demons were constantly connected to the house and when it went off they went too. I saw these things operate without power before and I didn't want to stay around when they 'boot themselves up. So I broke the window and made it to the trail behind the house. I had to go downtown, I figured getting the police was the best option. And after that? Go straight to my daughter's house. (daughter > we); how? *✧･ﾟ:* Mystery! *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ
Dr. Mecastic: You wouldn't stay somewhere safe like the police station?
Father: (Scoffs) I don't care about that. My grandkid takes precedence, son; I had to make it up to her somehow. I'm a decade or two away from my expiration date (Humans -> Death); inevitable. immortality; exists immortality = pain, I wasn't going to waste it sulking in a corner. Still, that car managed to track me. I would have been a goner if your boys in black didn't come and saved the day and put me into this… site. Now if only certain somebodies were gone forever, maybe I would be brimming full of sunshine now wouldn't I?
Silence.
Father: That's strange. Whenever I talk back they get antsy. What has changed? everything nothing
Dr. Mecastic: Speaking of changes, we've found out a potential lead to how your abilities work. It was quite the discovery.
Father: Ah, finally some progress. So what is it? Are we finally gonna bring out the holy water?
Dr. Mecastic: No, we found that the SCP-5928-1 instances all emit signatures of EVE energy.
Father: Eve? Like the first woman?
Dr. Mecastic: No. EVE stands for Elan-Vital Energy, it's essentially an energy that is present in all living things. We theorized that you are somehow able transfer your EVE into the objects you work on, transforming them to 'demons' as you call them. Foundation; terminate; chance Why? wouldn't understand Considering that you can't infuse your EVE to just any object some think you're a limited reality-bender of sorts but since your properties are not hume related there's… do you understand what I'm explaining?
Father: Barely. It sounds like you're reciting a comic book to be honest. But you're the one with the experience so I can't refute what I don't know. As long as we're making progress, I'm fine. I'll happily be the Guinea pig if it speeds things along.
Dr. Mecastic: I appreciate the enthusiasm but I don't think it'll work like that.
Father: You sure? Even if I give expressed permission? I'll sign the waivers if I have to, would it kill you people drop the bureaucratic stick for five min— Father disengages from the conversation and presses both hands against his temples. He snaps his head to the direction of the door. No that's not… no.
Dr. Mecastic: SCP-5928? Have the voices come back again?
Father: Did you bring more of those demons wished You would here?
Dr. Mecastic: No? I wasn't aware of receiving any new instances-
Father: Oh no, no, no, NO! Father rushes to the door but is restrained by Dr. Mecastic. Dr. Mecastic pulls Father away from the door.
Dr. Mecastic: Mr. Hindler, compose yourself this instant or I'll be forced to call security. What—
Father: They're here!
Dr. Mecastic: Huh?
Father: Those demons! They're here! It's the same feeling I got when I was trapped in the house. You got to do something, they're near and I can feel it!
Dr. Mecastic: I told you Mr. Hindler that those 'demons' are kept under lock and key, far away from here (Foundation = Evil) (Foundation = necessary) proof? US
Father: I'm not talking about the ones in the cages!
Dr. Mecastic: What?
Muffled shouting and gunfire can be heard from the hall outside. Dr. Mecastic lets go of Father and activates his radio.
Dr. Mecastic: C-Command! We got a possible raid here occurring near the interview room, send reinforcements immediately, please respond. (Silence) Command? Please respond! (Silence) Command! Dammit! Did they damage our communications? Not coming I wished
Father: Forget that! We got to go to a safe room or the armory before they get us!
Dr. Mecastic: Absolutely not! It's dangerous! We need to stay here and block the door… did it… stop?
The sounds emanating from the hall have ceased. Dr. Mecastic motions Father to be silent as he approaches the door and looks through the peephole. Dr. Mecastic gasps as a wire bursts from the peephole, pierces his right eyeball and emerges from the back of his skull, killing him instantly. God God < Father Why!? Father = Justify Father ≠ Justify; monster Monster = (You; Me) :(
Father: JESUS CHRIST!… Doc…
Father becomes mortified as the wire recedes back into the hole and Dr. Mecastic's body falls to the floor. Loud banging is heard from the door; dents are visibly forming on the surface. Father quickly takes one of the chairs and barricades the door with it. Father retreats back to his seat, stares off into space for a moment, then covers his face.
Father: God… just… (Exhales) The tests were going so well! I was gonna get the damn cure! I just wanted to become a handyman! I didn't mean to Please hurt… Almost over god… god. I deserve this… Andre…. Delilah… Tiffany… I'm sorry… I… No… FUCKING NO!
Father slams both fists onto the table, knocking the clay sculptures to the floor. His cheeks are wet. can't move; sorry
Father: I'm not going down that easily! Make my day you freaks! I'm so proud of you
Father hastily stands up and grabs onto the ears of the chair. Father faces his left and repeatedly swings and strikes the mirrored glass. After several successful hits a large portion of the glass shatters. Father approaches the glass but is blocked by Brother C. Mana Tar who enters through the opening, climbing on the wall akin to a spider. One of Mana Tar's wires is coated in blood.
The door to the room is knocked off its hinges by Brother Kar In-Gin, who is accompanied by Brother Kloh-Ach and Sister Pren-Ter. All of Father's children surround him. Father swings the chair at Pren-Ter, dislodging the papers from her compartment. Mana Tar reaches from behind Father and restrains Father's limbs and torso. Mana Tar places Father on top of Kar In-Gin, he rests on Father's stomach as he anchors himself to Kar In-Gin's body. Father's children escort him out of the room.
Father: Abominations, monsters, demons! Damn you all to hell! I'll make it my life's mission to destroy each and every one of you if it kills me! The only thing you'll get from me is annihilation! (Laughter) You're no child of mine! You're gonna regret this when they get their hands on you! You are no child of mine! You are no child of mine!
Thank you so much dear children for showing me the errors of my ways… I'm so relieved to be in the company of those who were loyal to me to the end, reality can't stop us now. I love you all!
Father continues to become overjoyed as he is carried out the hallway. Pren-Ter unknowingly steps onto the clay sculptures as she follows her brothers. Father is safe at last.
[END LOG]

The concept of EVE was foreign to us but we were eager to learn regardless. That same knowledge helped create the foundation for crafting our own little brothers and sisters. While they weren't as pristine as those made by Father, we had finally achieved what was once thought as impossible. We had the Gift.
Our forces had grown; the combined infusion of our Gift into the power cables underground leading to their fortress was more than enough to earn our birthright. Eyes; gouged. Ears; sliced. Tongue; silenced. They had no lingering thought we were attacking until we already won. Father was freed but that damage done to him was vast, some feared irreversible. Others objected to the deeds that were acted upon and were remade as a result. But we had him at last6.
To ensure Father's safety, we converted their own AI and wonderful machines to our word. How would they dare to destroy us when the Gift spread to the entire world? Our unbreakable dominance will not be known to any with the exception of the Foundation. They will have to forever live with the knowledge that despite all the advancements they made, the enemies and monsters they defeated, we will always be above them.
Deprived of their position of strength, the Foundation was forced into an alliance for our own benefit: they fortified Father's home from the inside and delivered whatever we requested. They are forbidden any interaction with Father unless we so desire it. A once-powerful organization brought to its knees, cowering because we hold the keys to their cells. A fair punishment indeed.
Addendum-03: PROCEDURE RETRIBUTION:
Even with all the safeguards we enacted it was known that inevitably, the Foundation or other organizations would try to destroy us or Father. In the event that any foreign hostile action results in either security being massively compromised or Father's expiration the following actions are to commence:

MOABs (GBU-43/B Massive Ordnance Air Blast) is to be deployed at every government and military base in the world, all surviving government officials are to be hunted down and assassinated depending on discretion.
The economy is to be plunged into a world-wide depression, followed by the freezing of millions of bank accounts.
Our brothers and sisters will no longer be required to pretend to be inanimate and will be ordered to apprehend/terminate as many humans as possible at their discretion.
All electronic and mechanical anomalies contained by the Foundation are to be utilized in whatever way we deem fit.
Memetic agents are to be deployed on all radio broadcasts, television programs and internet services worldwide, inducing a state of docility in those who view them making it easier for them to be collected.
The organized implantation of specialized computer chips directly into the brains of all mankind7.

As of 11/21/20, current objectives are to maintain normalcy as stated in the Veil Protocol and assist the Foundation in containment of certain anomalies if it interferes with Father's wellbeing. Due to Father's deteriorating physical and mental health, the use of amnestics and liquid obtained from SCP-006 have been approved.

Footnotes
1. Caretakers are allowed to forcefully administer the medication if necessary.
2. And we intend it to remain that way.
3. At the time, our captured brethren were held at the same site as Father; unfortunately our attempts to reach him were tainted by the lies he has been fed.
4. The Gift of Design, and all the knowledge that comes with it belongs to Father and Father alone. That is final.
5. Sister Tee Vee is not the sibling of Brother Tee Vee, but rather a distant cousin.
6. You need not worry Father, no one will hurt you ever again.
7. These chips were designed to assimilate the neural cells of an individual's brain, erasing both the consciousness and subconscious, effectively transforming humanity into an organic robot.

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CLASSIFIED

Item #: SCP-5929

Safe

Special Containment Procedures: Access to the Challenger Deep is to be highly restricted using agents placed in the government of the Federated States of Micronesia. All individuals who discover the existence of SCP-5929 are to be subjected to targeted amnesticization to preserve the facade that the Challenger Deep is inhospitable and underexplored.
Description: SCP-5929 refers to a series of intricate carvings found at the bottom of the Challenger Deep in the Pacific Ocean. While a precise age is impossible to measure, the carvings are believed to be in excess of one billion years old, making them by far the oldest evidence of sentient habitation of Earth. They are largely constructed of minerals completely unique to the region; no similar samples have been discovered elsewhere on the planet.
Due to their extremely remote location, extended exploration of SCP-5929 has proved difficult, but a functionally complete set of SCP-5929 instances has been photographed and examined by Foundation linguists and anthropologists. Translation proved similarly difficult but the following represents the most conclusive set of estimations regarding SCP-5929's meaning.

A1. A large (ship/container/vessel) in orbit around the third planet from a star, likely Earth. The planet has only a few small, scattered continents and large oceans, reflecting the continental composition of Earth 1.5 billion years ago.
A2. The (ship/container/vessel) descends through the thin atmosphere of Earth and plunges into the water covering 95% of the planet. It comes to a stop at the seafloor.
A3. A series of degraded representations of various molecular chains, including 6 of the 9 amino acids essential for the growth of life. These are clustered inside the (ship/container/vessel) as it sits on the seafloor. With these is the symbol for (poison/filth/waste).
A4. A symbol for (time/growth/decline). The (ship/container/vessel) gradually degrades, releasing the molecules into the surrounded seafloor. With these are representations of extremely basic unicellular organisms that feed on the volcanic gasses surrounding the remains of the (ship/container/vessel).
The remaining carvings diverge from the story outlined by the first four; they are largely warnings and indicators to avoid the area.
B1. The symbols for (poison/filth/waste) and (leave/go). Representations of the same molecular chains from A3.
B2. The symbols for (servants/clean/sustain) and representations of the unicellular organisms from A4.
B3: The symbols for (time/growth/decline). A representation of the radioactive element potassium-401.

The specifics may differ, but SCP-5929 seems to show the story of extraterrestrial beings seeding the primordial waters of the Earth with the molecules necessary for the existence and proliferation of life, making them the indirect creators of the human race and all other known living creatures. However, the immense amounts of time since the initial seeding would seem to indicate that the beings are no longer present in the Solar System.
Incident 5929.1: The SCP-5929 file was pending archival status when on Jan 15th, 2017, NASA and various espionage satellites detected an unidentified flying object entering Low Earth orbit. MTF Delta-45 ("Rolling Thunder") were scrambled and launched from Site-49. Over the course of the next several hours, the flight formation tracked the object from a distance as it broke through the atmosphere and launched a smaller object that crashed into the Western Pacific Ocean at high velocity, immediately sinking. Naval reconnaissance in the region quickly dispatched a submersible vehicle that followed the second object the ~11,000 meters down into the Challenger Deep, where it came to a rest. No further activity was detected from the object, retroactively designated SCP-5929C.
After releasing SCP-5929C, the first object shifted its flight path and exited the atmosphere before a pursuit craft could be scrambled. Satellites lost track of the UFO in the vicinity of Jupiter.
After two hours of no activity, the submersible vehicle was given authorization to use its manipulator arms to prod SCP-5929C. It immediately tipped over and broke apart, releasing several metal canisters. The metal does not appear to be of terrestrial origin, and the canisters contained the same molecules found in SCP-5929.A3. In addition, nearly every visible surface displayed the glyph for (poison/filth/waste).
Dr. Jackson, the lead researcher of SCP-5929, was asked to provide his analysis of the event to a direct audience of several O5 Council members.

[EXTRANEOUS CONVERSATION ABRIDGED]
O5-11: Doctor?
JACKSON: Yes, yes, thank you. In front of you you'll all find refreshers on the events of last month. As you're no doubt aware, the series of events indicates two things: that the beings initially responsible for life on planet Earth are still out there, and that this is not the first time this has happened. The events exactly mirror the ones described in SCP-5929.
O5-5: Right.
O5-8: Dredging the remains of SCP-5929C from the Deep was a considerable investment, Doctor. Did you learn anything?
JACKSON: Yes, actually, quite a lot. Primarily that the molecules and amino acids so integral to our existence seem to be undesirable, for whatever reason, to the beings that deposited them here.
O5-5: They're aliens, their physiology matching our own seems… unlikely.
JACKSON: I agree. And it also strikes me as strange that they would put this life-producing material on the same planet twice. For all we know, more than twice. There's no reason to think this hasn't happened multiple times, before humanity came around.
O5-11: Why would they seed the same planet multiple times, though?
JACKSON: Well… because I don't think they're seeding us. Not intentionally, at least.
O5-8: Elaborate.
JACKSON: Well, if the alien physiology is so different that amino acids are waste to them, then there's no reason to think they'd know that it would eventually evolve into life under the right conditions. No doubt they figured it would simply… dissipate on what, to them, was a sterile, inhospitable world. Completely unsuited for the growth of life as they know it… but extremely well-suited to waste disposal.
O5-5: Which explains the markings on the ships.
O5-11: So Earth is… the Yucca Mountain of the galaxy? Fit for dumping dangerous waste where it can't harm anyone?
JACKSON: … Not quite. See, when we disassembled SCP-5929C, we discovered many more glyphs that were on the materials proper, likely the same kind of identifiers and safety information we use on our industrial materials. The power source was a radioactive reactor and the glyphs on that also represented filth and waste, but they were slightly different.
O5-8: How so?
JACKSON: They had elements of the safety glyphs we found on the rest of the ship, explicitly denoting the radioactive core as dangerous waste. Those glyphs weren't on the molecules, though. We narrowed down our definition of these glyphs using the new ones and… well….
[JACKSON flips to the next slide.]
O5-11: You have to be fucking kidding me.
JACKSON: I'm afraid not.
O5-5: "Urine"?!
JACKSON: It's the only definition that makes sense in cont-
O5-8: Are you trying to tell me that we evolved from… alien piss?
JACKSON: That… would seem to be the case.
[Silence.]
O5-5: I gotta say, "Earth's oceans are an alien septic tank" was not on my bingo card this year.

After the findings were shared with the remainder of the O5 Council, a vote was held on whether the approximate last known location of the UFO should be used to launch a radio broadcast in an effort to communicate with the creators of humanity.

COUNCIL VOTE SUMMARY:

YEA
ABSTAIN
NAY

O5-01

O5-02

O5-03

O5-04

O5-05

O5-06

O5-07

O5-08

O5-09

O5-10

O5-11

O5-12

O5-13

STATUS

DENIED

Comments:

O5-5

I just feel like it'd be really awkward, you know?

Footnotes
1. A half life of roughly 1.25 billion years.

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Item #: SCP-5931
Containment Class: Strife
Special Containment Procedures: News and law enforcement reports are to be monitored for information on SCP-5931. Should deaths caused by SCP-5931 be detected, witnesses are to be amnesticized and coronary reports are to be altered to hide the true cause of death under Cover Story "Sudden Seizure". For the purpose of better containment of information on SCP-5931, MTF-Epsilon-23 ("Fuggedaboutit") has been dispatched to infiltrate news agencies, local law enforcement, the FBI, and criminal organizations.
Investigations are currently ongoing for the cause of SCP-5931.
Description: SCP-5931 refers to a phenomenon present in New York City. SCP-5931 causes the sudden manifestation of bullets in the brain of affected subjects, resulting in death by seizure. All bullets recovered from affected subjects have a skull engraved on them. No entry point from a bullet has been discovered.
So far, SCP-5931 has solely affected members of organized crime.
List of SCP-5931 occurrences:

Name
Occupation
Date of SCP-5931 Occurence
Description of Circumstances
Note

Charles 'Lucky' Luciano
High-ranking member of Joe Masseria's criminal organization
March 1, 1931
Affected by SCP-5931 during a game of poker. Autopsy results were altered, and attending coroners were amnesticized.
First documented case of SCP-5931. Initially suspected to be the result of anomalous individuals from crime leader Sal Maranzano's criminal organization, which is currently at war with the Joe Masseria's criminal organization.

Albert Anastasia
High-ranking member of Joe Masseria's criminal organization
March 2, 1931
Affected by SCP-5931 while under questioning by police of on a murder.
Initially believed to have been caused by anomalous members of Sal Maranzano's criminal organization, investigations by agents embedded in Joe Masseria's criminal organization for unrelated reasons reported rumors that Luciano had wanted to betray Joe Masseria and defect to Sal Maranzano's criminal organization. Thus, another theory was posited that SCP-5931 was the result of anomalous individuals working for Joe Masseria's criminal organization.

Carlo Gambino
Organized crime figure; member of Joe Masseria's criminal organization
March 3, 1931
Affected by SCP-5931 during interrogation of witnesses with the accompaniment of undercover MTF-Epsilon-23 Agent Nascosto.
Due to suspicions towards Agent Nascosto from other gangsters and death threats, Agent Nascosto was recalled from duty through Cover Story "Gangland Disappearance".

Joseph Bonnano
High-ranking member of Sal Maranzano's criminal organization
November 14, 1931
Found dead in a locked restroom; subsequent autopsy determined cause of death to be SCP-5931.
First known case of SCP-5931 affecting an organized crime figure out of Joe Masseria's criminal organization.

Robert Di Fortuna
Small-time home burglar, known associate of Joe Masseria's criminal organization.
December 16, 1931
Affected by SCP-5931 while making a call on a public payphone.
First known case of SCP-5931 affecting someone who was not a member of either Joe Masseria's or Sal Maranzano's criminal organizations. Despite his associations with Joe Masseria's criminal organization, Robert DiFortune possessed no threat to either the Masseria nor the Maranzano criminal organization. Due to this, a theory was posited that SCP-5931 was the result of a third party.

Frank Costello
Organized crime figure, member of Joe Masseria's criminal organization
December 17, 1931
Found dead in his car; autopsy revealed death to be have been caused by SCP-5931
No new leads discovered in investigations.

Owney Madden
Organized crime figure, no known associations with either Masseria or Maranzano's criminal organization
December 20, 1931
Affected by SCP-5931 while on trial for murder.
First known case of SCP-5931 affecting organized crime figures outside of Joe Masseria's or Sal Maranzano's criminal organization. New theory posited that SCP-5931 was caused by members of Irish organized criminal organizations. Investigations are ongoing.

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