Item #: SCP-2503
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Due to its immovable nature, the site containing SCP-2503 has been acquired by the Foundation under the name of one Mr. Brendan Greenwood. Civilians are to be deterred from entering under the guise of dangerous building conditions.
At all times, at least two security members for each of Site-2503's entry points are to remain on site. Anyone who enters SCP-2503-1 without permission is considered lost if reappearance does not take place through SCP-2503-2 within 80 hours. All entities emerging from SCP-2503-2 are to be detained for further questioning and research. Outsiders who access the containment site must be detained, questioned, and administered Class-B amnestics before release. Access is currently available to research personnel with Level-2 clearances only, and SCP-2503-1 should remain open for the duration of non-D-class experiments (See Incident 2503-A).
Description: SCP-2503 is a temporal-spatial anomaly that exists within Site-2503, located within a town about ██ kilometers north of Burnaby, BC, Canada. Site-2503 is a residential house constructed in 1952 and has been unoccupied since 197█, resulting in the current state of disrepair. The previous owners of the house were declared missing in 197█. The room SCP-2503 locates is the master bedroom on the second floor, henceforth referred to as SCP-2503-1. SCP-2503's anomalous properties are only activated and displayed when someone enters it through SCP-2503-1's door. Otherwise when observed through another channel – such as the windows of SCP-2503-1 – only an empty room is visible. However, upon opening the door of SCP-2503-1, a path made of concrete tiles extending into the horizontal distance can be seen under a dimly illuminated sky with no identifiable light source. This space is assumed to be the inner space of SCP-2503.
The presence of SCP-2503 was discovered in 199█ when local police force received reports of a gunshot being heard from within Site-2503 on the morning of 199█/██/██. Upon investigation the police team discovered in the garage the dead body of a man in his 30s, who was later confirmed as being Henry ██████, an architectural designer from Vancouver, BC declared missing 3 days prior. Autopsy has later concluded that his death was due to an act of suicide. During the comprehensive search of the site, the police discovered the presence of SCP-2503 and an embedded agent notified the Foundation, which then quickly took over the case and transformed the house into a containment site.
Observations indicate the time and space within SCP-2503 behave differently from our conventional understanding. Due to its nature, subjects that enter SCP-2503 do not age while inside SCP-2503's space. Subjects within SCP-2503 will perceive the passage of time but will not experience it. The speed with which subjects travels within SCP-2503 does not influence the amount of time it experiences.
It is unknown exactly how far the path within SCP-2503 stretches. SCP-2503 connects SCP-2503-1 to a small storage room (henceforth referred to as SCP-2503-2) within Site-2503's garage where a temporal-spatial distortion is detected via Geiger-Gregorian algorithms and traced back to SCP-2503-1. Currently, SCP-2503-2 is the only known exit of SCP-2503-1.
Addendum 2503-001: Incident 2503-A
Date: 199█/██/██
Description: Upon arriving at Site-2503 with the initial containment team, Agent ███████ ventured into SCP-2503-1 by himself. Through his personal intercom he expressed shock that when the door of SCP-2503-1 accidentally closed behind him, it vanished from his perspective within SCP-2503 and was no longer accessible. The containment team outside of SCP-2503-1 then immediately opened the door, but Agent ███████ was nowhere to be found, despite his insistence that he had not moved since entry. Through the intercom Agent ███████ suggested that he should “walk forward a bit and see where this thing ends.” However, communication soon ceased from his end and no further contact has been established. Agent ███████ was thus declared missing.
Addendum 2503-002: Experiments Conducted on SCP-2503
Experiment 1
Subject: A semi-autonomous drone with built-in GPS and camera
Note: The drone was sent into SCP-2503-1 and began sending back audio-visual feed after the door closed. At this moment, its GPS was no longer able to track its location and soon went offline. Video feed showed that concrete path did not seem to change with distance, and no other visible entity was present. Noteworthy was that despite the 6-hour battery life of the drone, it operated for much longer – about 39 hours before the signal was lost for unknown reason.
Experiment 2
Subject: D-029-271, equipped with a fully charged intercom and a standard explorer's kit with sufficient rations for about 3 days
Note: D-029-271 was sent into SCP-2503-1 and told to walk forward along the path and report any discovery. The intercom equipped on D-029-271 was set to remain online for the duration of the experiment. The first thirty minutes of the experiment were uneventful. However, when the research team outside of SCP-2503-1 asked if D-029-271 wanted to take a break, D-029-271 responded that he did not feel tired, hungry, or thirsty at all, and expressed shock that only thirty minutes had passed, reporting to have felt “as if hours or even days have gone by”. About fifty-three minutes into the experiment, signals from D-029-271's intercom began to experience interference from within SCP-2503. All communications with D-029-271-2503 ceased at the 56 minute mark. D-029-271 was considered lost at this point.

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The following document was recovered from the personal belongings of Henry ██████. On the floor next to his body where he was discovered, there is a bag containing one Nokia 9110i cell phone, an industrial-sized notepad labeled as the property of █████ █████████, four Hershey's candy wrappers, one 1958 issue of Playboy magazine, a standard Foundation personnel field kit, and two wallets (only one of which belongs to Henry ██████). Recovered Document 2503-1 is a selection of entries found inside the notepad.
Addendum: Excerpts from Recovered Document 2503-1
To whoever finds this note,
I don't know who or where you might be, but if luck is on your side, let's hope you did not end up like me, trapped in wherever the hell this place is.
My name is Henry ██████. I was born and raised in Vancouver, BC, Canada, and married to Rosaline. Together we were blessed with a daughter, Marianne, who will be turning 2 this year. My address is ████ ██████ St, Vancouver. If you happen to come across this note by chance, please deliver it to my family – you may demand some payment for your service.
To be honest, I am not very certain how I ended up here in the first place. I work at █████ █████████, an architectural firm. Things are just like you'd expect of a middle class white collar – busy, all the time, but fulfilling. Every Friday night my department hosts a pub night for us fellas to blow off some steam after a hard week at work. So I was there this week too, along with a couple of coworkers from other departments. We've had some newbies joining so this turned into a welcome party of some sort, and I ended up drinking a little more than I probably should. At some point, I just blacked out completely, but before that I do remember asking Will and Kevin to get me home. It now looks like they didn't do as they were asked.
When I woke up I just found myself here – lying on this path that leads to nowhere. It was funny how the first thing I did was to check my bag and wallet. Nothing was stolen, but I found something that wasn't there before. It was a folded piece of paper with a pocket watch attached. I thought the paper was written by me at first because of the handwriting but I don't recall ever writing anything like this. It's on the next page for your reference…

Please don't take this personally.
Henry, you've been a great sport. Loved your work, loved your company, loved your outlook on life – that's why you're here. From you I learned a great deal about myself, and you are thanked dearly for your mentorship. That's why I think of leaving with you a little parting gift before I go.
Consider this your deserving utopia. Always racing with the clock you were, but at here you are free from that. The time is in your hands, and will only move forward so long as you do. It won't leave your grasp, ever, so you don't have to run all the time like you once did – walking is good, and will do.
Isn't this something worth rejoicing over?
I'm sure you will find that this is where you truly belong, and you may wander wherever you like. Don't worry about food and water – there are more important things that should occupy your mind. If you ever want to leave, just follow the path and let the timer act as your guide to the exit – it will be a bit of a long walk, but you'll be fine.
After all, the time is in your hands.

…I would assume they were left by whoever got me here. In any case, I don't know who that may be – interns come and go all the time. Hell, could be that Wesley kid from last month - I knew he'd be trouble if we kept him.
I've been trying to get into contact with someone for at least 3 days now, but there's no cell phone signal or sign of anything that's living. Wherever this place is, it must be deep underground. There's also no way to tell time here. The clock on my phone is malfunctioning, and my watch stopped a while ago – that reminds me, there was that pocket watch attached. But it doesn't display time, or at least doesn't have the standard clock face. Rather, there's an electronic display, but it's not showing anything right now. I haven't figured out what it does yet. For now, I'll try to follow the walkway. There's no sun or moon here, and the vague lighting doesn't seem to have a source. However, one direction of the concrete walkway extends into the horizon, whereas the other is cut off shortly by darkness. My instinct is telling me to go towards the light. I guess I'll finish off here. If you are stuck in this space like me, best of luck to you and may you succeed where I fail. If you found this elsewhere, notify the police and my family. Once again, you have my thanks.
Signed,
Henry ██████
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This is Henry ██████ writing. I knew how I've concluded my earlier note made that seem like my final words, but that was not my intention.
After going around for a bit (can't really tell how long), I'm quite amazed by what I've seen here. First of all it seems like our understanding of the world doesn't really apply in this place. By my estimation, it has been at least 30 hours since I woke up, but my cell phone, which usually lasts about 80 hours in standby, is still at about 70% - the same as last night! What's more amazing is that I haven't taken in anything since pub, but I don't feel the slightest hint of hunger or fatigue.
And on a different note - I think I've found how the pocket watch works. It's actually embarrassing to say, but there's a little knob on its side (can't believe I didn't notice it sooner) – if you press it a series of numbers appears on the screen for about 5 seconds before disappearing. The numbers also change as I walk. Still don't know what the numbers mean, but they're constantly going down for sure. Right now as I'm writing this down, the number shows: 9927-330.
Also, I tried to put myself to sleep earlier. It didn't work out well because I'm not tired at all, and also that the ground is made of concrete – probably not the best kind of bed. I'm starting to get kind of worried by the state of my own health, but so far not eating, drinking, and sleeping has yet to take a toll on me. I guess I'll keep on walking a bit. There's still no sign of human activity anywhere – not a single living being is here, but I'll keep on looking. If I find anything worth noting, I'll jot it down here. From now on this notepad is my exploration log.
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So I suppose it's time to write down another entry. Unlike the previous 8 times I actually have something of value to say. I have bad good [UNREADABLE] news today. For some time now I've recorded down the numbers on the watch each time I make an entry, and I think I've figured out what they mean. It… should've occurred to me sooner. I guess it did, but I just couldn't accept it somehow. Judging by the intervals of how the numbers decrease, the last three digits seem to go down by one every 24 hours. I know it. I can be sure of it. I've become increasingly good at consciously counting time by walking. In other words I think it's a countdown of some sort.
Still, it… may better off be unaccounted for. Here's my advice, to you, if you are reading this in my situation. Don't try to count how many minutes, hours, or days you've walked. I've given up doing that. That just drives you mad. Because your body doesn't get tired you don't feel the time passing, but if you slow your mind down to count, you will. Believe it or not, the last time I recall checking the watch consciously is still at 236.
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And there you [UNREADABLE, possibly expletives] go!
Oh how naïve I have been. At some point I started counting again. I flipped out the pocket watch whenever I thought of it. I bid all of my hope on the moment when 1 drops to 0. I even purposely ignored the 4 digits on the left…
I was wrong. I thought that by not feeling hunger or fatigue I can make through this within blinks of my eye, but I am no god! I miss human interaction. I miss my family and friends! Why must I be put through this!? … I don't think I've cried this hard since dad died. But it's about time to finish up now. I still have to go. I have no reason not to. A moment ago I just saw the picture of Rosaline in my wallet while trying to see if I've got any Hershey's left. And my poor Marianne… she should be about 4 by now, and 4 without her daddy. Even if it's just for her, I will carry on.
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Today I made a great mistake. That would be my second greatest of all time. [UNREADABLE] …The thing was some sort of a machine, small but flying. I haven't seen one myself, but think it is what you call a “drone.” It'd be one of those things Ji Da that one guy who I roomed with during my sophomore year in college (it's been too long) – he'd be all thrilled about it 'cause he's in engineering. Shame he wasn't here. I'd really appreciate the company of just about anyone. Maybe even that drone, but I guess I was just too scared after being alone for so long. Without thinking I went up and attacked it with my bag. The thing was [UNREADABLE] …figured I'd just leave it there.
I thought about taking a part of it as a souvenir, but then every time I look at it I'd be reminded of my mistake… about the missed opportunity of potentially getting into contact with someone outs I must not think of it. I've learned how to do that now. I'm able to.
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[9744-306]
Can't believe it's been 7 years since my last entry. I have become inert. By human age, I should have died. Yet I am young still. My thoughts have become senile though, however, but through neither knowledge nor experience.
Time passes quickly when one stops thinking, flows like water in a rapid stream - unhindered, unnoticed, and undisturbed. I am no wise, but should learn it was my proof. I will write it down how to do it here: [REDACTED]
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[9725-350]
A streak of light lit up the sky. For a moment it shone brightly but the next it is gone.
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[9308-144]
My conscience returns and I decided to sit down for the first time in 174 years. The earlier entries brings back some nostalgia. I'm reminded of some emotions that I thought I had long lost. Before I knew it tears were flowing down my cheek. … I can't allow myself to think. If I do it would be the end of me. On a separate note, sometime earlier I found something quite unusual on the ground. It was a Playboy magazine from 1958. I can't recognize anyone except for Lari Laine, whose movies were my teenage favorites. I've decided to bring it with me in case I get lonely again in the distances ahead.
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[9217-31]
I found a human being today.
But I don't know whether to be happy or sad.
Supposedly, I should be happy, because at this point any entity besides myself is a solace in this solitude. But I can't converse to him. He's just lying there, face-down on the ground, with a hole opened on the side of his head. The poor fella shot himself. I guess he was also trapped here, like me. But he seems well-equipped from head to toe, like an officer of some sort.
I don't know. I feel disgusted with what my immediate reaction was. It was neither grief nor angst, but [REDACTED] …After that, I did a thorough search. His belongings came down to a handgun, a tool kit consisting of a flashlight and some small gadgets, a pack of gum, an intercom (seems to be broken), and a personnel ID of an organization. I packed all these with me along with his wallet – not because I needed the money. I then said an informal eulogy before leaving him. Seeing how he ended up made me clear my mind a bit. I've got to get out – however long it will take.
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This may very well be my final entry. I'm no different than a dead man now.
Yesterday… presumably, I couldn't really tell how long ago it was, but I finally lost the last bit of control. I began thinking again. I can't help it. I can no longer distract myself. It's like the urge to jump down when you are at a high place; you're fine at first but the longer you stand on the edge the more you want to just step forward. I tried to pretend to myself that it's all fine. But I can't. I then looked at how long it had been – almost eight hundred years. For eight centuries now I have walked… and not even sure where this all leads. What did I even do to deserve this?! In a fit of rage I threw the pocket watch away. It was swallowed up by the darkness behind me before I could change my mind, which I immediately did. I tried going back to search for it, but it just disappeared. I didn't even hear the sound. It took a second before I realized what I've done.
I don't know how much longer I will be able to last. I already have nothing to return to. At this point I just want an answer. The handgun inside my bag is luring me, but I'm not about to just let it have its way. I can still do this. I'll take it slow. The time is in my hands.
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It feels like a bad dream that has gone on for way too long. I've thought about too many things and too little. I've come to terms with myself and with this path. This entire thing felt like a blur, but it's too realistic to be written off like that. I'm almost near the end of my journal and this journey… so it seems. I can't tell how long I've got ahead, but the sun – or whatever that's glowing beyond the horizon – seems to be rising. Finally, it's about time for morning twilight.
[No Regrets]
I'm sorry.
END OF DOCUMENT 2503-1
Afterword: The journal, upon recovery, was in good condition, giving valuable firsthand observations from within SCP-2503. It should be mentioned that Henry ██████ is the only individual to have presumably exited the inner space. The timespan between his disappearance and reappearance (~80 hours) is thus taken as the amount of time necessary for a person to exit SCP-2503 via SCP-2503-2. Extensive background research has been conducted on him, his family, and his co-workers to cross-reference the information presented in Document 2503-1 and identify potential persons of interest. Noteworthy discrepancies are being studied at the moment. For instance, Henry's coworkers at █████ █████████ reported that prior to his disappearance Henry was experiencing heavy stress from work and began acting erratically. Many recall him acting and speaking differently at times. Those who had attended the pub night the Friday Henry disappeared noted that Henry, a frequent attendant of the event, had declined their invitation saying he needs "some time to himself". Rosaline ██████ and their family doctor commented on Henry's recently developed tendency to talk to himself out loud, adding that he was suffering from frequent episodes of insomnia. Ms. ██████ also revealed that only one child is registered under the ██████ household, who she introduced as being Marty ██████, their 13-year old son.

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Item #: SCP-2504
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: At least three boxes of SCP-2504 itself must be stored at Site-37 in a standard item storage locker.
Any stores located in the continental United States and Canada which sell cereal products should be monitored for SCP-2504 instances. SCP-2504 instances found to be received by any stores should be recovered by MTF-Theta-10 ("Welcome to Flavor Town"), and any further shipments to the store discontinued. Standard amnestication procedures should be followed. Following the recovery, normal procedures involving the disposal of human remains should be followed.
SCP-2504-1 should be kept in standard humanoid containment cells at Sector A1 at Site-37 until expiration. The remains should be disposed in the same way as SCP-2504.
Description: SCP-2504 instances are standard sized cereal boxes. On the front of each box, the words "Embry-Os, the World's Most Popular Fetus Based Cereal!" can be read, along with a picture of a bowl of milk filled with what appears to be human embryos, varying in age between 6 to 8 weeks old. There also reads a blurb at the top right corner which says "Collect all 6 plastic body parts of the fetus and receive a very special exclusive prize!" along with 6 differently colored plastic replicas of the limbs, head and torso of a 9 month old fetus, and a mailing address in order to deliver the collected parts. Investigation of the address revealed that such an address did not actually exist. The embryos present on the front lack any sort of placenta or other protective materials that would normally be found. The back of each box displays several different games, all fetus or embryo based in nature. The producer of the cereal is "Orgogs Ltd." No company with that name currently exists or has existed. The nutrition label of the box displays content consistent with a normal box of Kellogg's Corn Pops, but with a heightened amount of iron, calcium, and sugar.
A series of four advertisements is visible on the left side of each SCP-2504 box. In descending order, these read:

Zygoti-Os, the World's Most Popular Diploid Cell-based Cereal!
The Bone-Strengthening Calcers!
Heartliers! The World's First Organ-Based Cereal Product! Guaranteed to reduce risk of heart disease!
Our newest product! Bacteria Phlakes, packed with grams of nutritional requirements!

Each box contains two objects. The first and main component of SCP-2504 is a bag of 6-8 week old sugar glazed embryos. When the embryos are introduced to milk, the sugar coating will start to dissolve. Once the entire coating has dissolved, the embryos will exhibit small, erratic movement of its limbs, consistent with the normal movement that an embryo at this stage would exhibit in the womb. The second item present in each box is one of six plastic body parts, as advertised on the front of the box.
Any store that normally sells cereal products of any kind has the possibility of receiving SCP-2504 shipments. These shipments either replace or come with other cereals, such as Captain Crunch or Cheerios. Store employees do not view SCP-2504 as odd or out of place, stocking it as they would normal boxes of cereal.
Should one of each plastic body part be recovered and collected in a package and sent to the address listed on the box, after a period of exactly three weeks, a package will be received. This package will always contain a human child of random gender and ethnicity, referred to as SCP-2504-1. A summary of its behaviors as it grows can be seen in addendum-2504.
Addendum-2504:

Age Range
Abnormal Behavior

0-2
None.

2-4
SCP-2504-1 will refuse any food that is not cereal, throwing fits at the prospect at eating anything else. Force feeding it will result in the regurgitation of any non-cereal food products.

4-7/8
Will begin advertising SCP-2504, inserting sales pitches into random conversations relating to food.

7/8-12/13
The advertisements will increase in frequency, and will be inserted into conversations not just relating to food.

12/13-16/17
SCP-2504-1 will begin to question its origin. SCP-2504-1 will become more self aware about the advertisements, often apologizing for them after saying them.

16/17-19, up to twentieth birthday
The interjections will drastically decrease in frequency. It will also display signs of depression.

20
On the day of its twentieth birthday, it will thank its friends and (perceived) family. The moment it turns twenty, it will breakup into a pile of the contents of SCP-2504.

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Item #: SCP-2506
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2506 is to be housed in an L-Type Humanoid Anomaly Containment Cell (HACC) fitted with Sporzewski-grade Construct Stability Seals (CSS). A full audit of all CSSes attached to an SCP-2506 specimen's HACC is required before testing and/or interviewing can be authorized. All testing and/or interviewing is to be conducted remotely, with SCP-2506 remaining in its HACC at all times. One or more CSS may be disabled for testing purposes.
Though not anomalous in and of itself, the current SCP-2506-1 is to be considered a part of this project, and is to remain with SCP-2506 at all times. The original SCP-2506-1 is to remain in a secure storage locker.
Description: SCP-2506 is a female Korean American child named Sarah Myo, born 2006-08-05. SCP-2506 presents with a Type-D(I) Reality Manipulation Ability1 enabling it to displace and transport objects to its current location using vocal commands. SCP-2506 is not able to affect non-existent materials, nor is it able to affect organic material, living or deceased.
Although SCP-2506 shows an aptitude for mechanical and electrical engineering uncharacteristically advanced for its age, it is not believed to be anomalous in nature.
The current SCP-2506-1 is a non-anomalous stuffed crocodile SCP-2506 refers to as 'Niles'. SCP-2506 utilizes SCP-2506-1 as a focus object, believing SCP-2506-1 is instrumental to the correct functioning of its abilities. Tests have ruled this out. To activate its anomalous properties, SCP-2506 requests one or more objects from SCP-2506-1. These then materialize within 10-30 ms at a random location within 1.5 m of SCP-2506. In rare cases, objects requested have materialized inside other objects or elements of the environment such as walls or furniture.
Addendum 2506-01: Preliminary Containment and Recovery Notes
SCP-2506 was recovered from Spring Grove, MN on 2015-09-07 after local authorities received reports of unknown parties drag racing on an isolated stretch of road. Responding units then found SCP-2506 travelling at speeds in excess of 150 km/h in a scratch-built vehicle powered by a TJ 100 Turbojet Engine and containing parts from a motorized lawn mower, a go-cart, a bicycle, and several severely burnt playing cards. Subsequent to detainment, SCP-2506 showed evidence of anomalous properties when several items spontaneously materialized in the offices of the Spring Grove Police Department, including several beverages, a comic book, and an recent issue of Power Engineering Magazine. A Foundation Containment Team was dispatched when communication about these events was intercepted by a listening post and preliminary containment was effected with minimal impact on witnesses.
The sudden disappearance of one TJ 100 Turboject Engine was later determined to have caused the crash of an experimental ultralight aircraft in Gilze-Rijen, The Netherlands, several days prior to initial containment. Counter-information protocols were implemented according to standard procedure.
Addendum 2506-Inc-01: Management Summary of incident report 2506/IncRep/01:v3.22-AES
On 2015-09-08, during a first attempt at SCP-2506's intake, it expressed a desire to see its mother. Subject did not appear. Intake was then rescheduled for later that day.
Addendum 2506-Int-01: SCP-2506 intake d.d. 2015-09-08

Interviewer: Dr. Langston-Keys (LK)
Interviewed: Sarah Myo (SCP-2506)
Timestamp: Wed, 09 Sep 2015 02:24:30 GMT
LK: Hi Sarah. I'm Sophie. How are you doing?LK: You can call me Sophie, we're friends here. You're in a sort of hospital. We take care of children with really great talents. You have one of those, don't you?LK: (laughs) We noticed that, yes. But I wasn't talking about building stuff, really. That engine that you used for your…LK: Yes. The engine you used for that…where did you get it?LK: That's a cool crocodile toy you have there. How long have you had him?LK: Of course, of course. And you talk to Niles, and he brings you things you ask for?LK: You'll see your mom and dad soon, I promise. We just need to make sure that we understand what Niles does.LK: Yes. Yes, he is, isn't he? Say, can I borrow Niles for a little while, Sarah?LK: Never mind, Sarah, it's not important. Well, I'll make sure we get some stuff to play with. All you have to do is wait and play.

Following the intake, SCP-2506-1 was removed from SCP-2506's HACC during her first night in containment. Tests revealed no anomalous properties, but SCP-2506-1 was replaced with an identical copy to rule out that the suspected anomalous properties were tied to SCP-2506-1.

Bibliography
1. Clef, A.; Choi-Zimmern, T.S.; et al. - A Modest Proposal: A Classification of Reality Fracturing and Manipulation Abilities in Humanoid Anomalies, █████ ████, 4th edition Scientific Critics Press, 2005.

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Item #: SCP-2507
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-2507 are to be contained in Wildlife Observation Chambers located within Site-77. These chambers have been painted pink, and outfitted with a number of toys, such as dolls, dollhouses, makeup, and glitter. At least one hairbrush per SCP-2507 instance is to be provided, to facilitate cooperation.
One live pig is to be introduced to the chamber every twelve hours for feeding purposes. Staff are required to communicate with SCP-2507 via the intercom once per day; however no staff are permitted to enter the containment chamber. In the event that SCP-2507 must be moved, they are to be incapacitated and moved while unconscious.
Description: SCP-2507 designates eleven organisms of the class Arachnida, with an average height of 3 meters and a mass of 54 kilograms. All instances of SCP-2507 are capable of vocalizing in American English, and speak in voices resembling young female children.1
When left to their own devices, SCP-2507 instances will move around the chamber, interacting with the various objects left within. The most common behavior is brushing hair, with each SCP-2507 spending at least four hours per day grooming itself and others. While doing this, SCP-2507 instances will communicate with each other, about the events taking place within a non-existent "Brachypelma Elementary School."
All instances of SCP-2507 adhere to a loose social hierarchy, with an SCP-2507 instance identified as "Kemberly" being socially dominant. "Kemberly" frequently discusses rumors with other SCP-2507 instances, and when questioned, claims to have come across the rumors on the "World Wide Web". Further questioning was ignored by all SCP-2507 instances.
If not provided with entertainment, SCP-2507 will become restless, and begin attempting to exit containment. Phrases such as 'I'm bored', 'when will mom pick us up', 'can we watch cartoons?' and 'you look tasty.' are common. Researchers have noted that when in this agitated state, SCP-2507 instances become much more aggressive towards one another, sharply criticizing the appearance, behaviors, and cephalothorax of the instances lower on the social hierarchy.
Addendum: On 4/18/1987, the eldest instance of SCP-2507 began to display previously unknown biological functions. It shed its exoskeleton, and began to produce massive amounts of webbing. It did not appear to have any control over these functions, and body language indicated a great deal of stress. Researchers were not able to induce vocal communications.
The other instances of SCP-2507 refused to move near it, and for six days they forced the SCP-2507 instance into one corner of the containment chamber. On 4/25/1987, the SCP-2507 instance was ripped apart and killed by the other instances of SCP-2507, who placed the remains within the shed husk. It was then removed for sanitation purposes.
Interviews with the remaining SCP-2507 instances has provided no clear motive for why the killing occurred, and they have been reluctant to speak due to fear. Current plans of action to gain additional information about the killing involve interviewing individual instances of SCP-2507 in a setting apart from the "Kemberly" instance.

Footnotes
1. The similarity of this effect to SCP-3979-2 has been noted, and the potential of a shared origin is currently under investigation.

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THIS DOCUMENT HAS NO CLEARANCE REQUIREMENTS
And is exempt from all security precautions by order of O5-7

SCP-2508.

Item #: SCP-2508
Object Class: None
Special Containment Procedures: Due to its unusual nature, containment efforts for SCP-2508 are to be focused on its upkeep, research regarding its origin and significance, and maintaining its routines.
The current resident is to add their name to the logbook, along with their Foundation ID and occupation. SCP-2508-1 is to be filled every day at noon, and should be inspected for cracks or leaks on a monthly basis, with repairs being made accordingly. The hatch in front of SCP-2508-2 is to be closed during bad weather and all of winter.
SCP-2508 is to be kept in good condition. The archives are to be kept organized at all times. Please note that all necessities such as food and medication are restocked daily.
Additionally, the current resident is to record any and all findings they come across regarding SCP-2508. They are also encouraged to catalog any other thoughts, experiences, and/or dreams they deem relevant. It is imperative that these records be concise. Incomplete data and fragments of information are also acceptable, including any knowledge pertaining to fields of study that may be useful to future residents.
The current resident is to attempt to maintain a mental state of well-being. For more information on the subject, see the study. Finally, at all times, an up to date version of this document is to be kept within a laminated slot located on the table by the door.
Description: SCP-2508 is a cottage-style house of indeterminate location, as well as its .53 km2 of surrounding property. The house has two main floors, not including its one basement and attic. The manner in which SCP-2508 is discovered by an individual is always unintentional, and past residents have noted coming across the house at varying addresses in separate towns, different countries, and under wildly dissimilar circumstances. Both SCP-2508's builders and original inhabitants (if it can be presumed there were any) are unknown at this time.
Only one person is capable of being inside SCP-2508 at a time. As an individual enters, however, they will become incapable of leaving. The reason for this comes from the fact that as one exits the property of SCP-2508 on one end, they will find themselves arriving at the other end. This looping - or recursive - geographical space is what prevents escape from SCP-2508. At this point the reader may be growing aware of the implications of what has just been described. It should be clarified that - as escape from SCP-2508 is impossible, and SCP-2508 is not believed to have any real world location - sending information to the outside world is not a possibility. Barring an unforeseen scenario, all material regarding SCP-2508, including this document, is confined within SCP-2508 itself.
Therefore, if you are reading this document, you are now the current resident of SCP-2508. All of your duties to The Foundation of the outside world are (unofficially) null and void. The current working theory is that The Foundation at large has no knowledge of this place whatsoever. The information presented in this document has not been subject to review by The Foundation as a whole, but instead is the culmination of each individual Foundation member who has lived and died in the isolation of SCP-2508.
Herein lies more unexplained characteristics of SCP-2508. All recorded past residents have been Foundation personnel of clearance level 1 or higher. The reason for this remains unclear, but research suggests that (judging from water levels of SCP-2508-1 when new residents arrive) if a resident of SCP-2508 dies, they are replaced by a new resident within the same day. Depending on your predecessor's cause of death, you may have some cleaning up to do1.

SCP-2508-1

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SCP-2508-1.

SCP-2508-1 is a wood and metal pump-like device in the attic. The machine has a height of 1 m and is affixed to the floor. Water put into the machine is pumped throughout the day to an unknown location via a series of six small PVC pipes that run from the bottom end of the machine to a small hole in the wall. If fully filled, SCP-2508-1 will drain in approximately 30 hours. A plaque built into the device contains the following written passage:

Please fill this machine once per day at noontime. We cannot arrive with as much haste if the machine runs dry. We hope you understand, and trust that you will keep your side of the arrangement now that we have kept ours. Thank you.

Failing to fill the machine as instructed appears to have degenerative effects on both SCP-2508 and the individual who lives there. Allowing the device to remain empty for a prolonged period of time is believed to be fatal2. It is advised that you heed the instruction.

SCP-2508-2

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SCP-2508-2 (hatch not pictured).

SCP-2508-2 designates the patch of organic material in the basement. The material is of green coloration with small amounts of red and purple hues. It is not of any known species of plant. This material will photosynthesize if allowed sunlight through a hatch (due to the structure of the basement, this hatch is placed slightly above ground level), and will occasionally bloom with blue flowers. Some have reported hearing a static sound coming from the object, or a faint red glow coming off of it in intermittent pulses. Translated from Morse code, these pulsations read:

Thanks for keeping the plants fed. Hit a snag in traffic, might take a bit longer than expected.

Like with SCP-2508-1, the hatch for SCP-2508-2 also has a plaque on it. Its text has been provided below.

Please keep this hatch open only in good weather. Please keep it closed for rain, snow, and the chill of winter. Thank you.

Addendum: The record archive in the study has proven to be the most efficient way for cataloging and compiling research for future residents. However, a miscellaneous section was also added at some point3 to record the thoughts of those trapped here. You may feel free to read up on your predecessors. Provided below is an example intended to prime you for your stay here.

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"I was driving home when it happened. It was about a 30 minute commute through a lot of back roads, and I was terribly drunk. It was one of those "XK Class Scenario averted, let's celebrate" occasions, so I didn't really hesitate to down more than my fair share of wine. When I arrived at my front porch, car askew so that the front tires dug into the dirt on my front lawn, I stumbled for the door. After a great amount of fidgeting I managed to to get my key in the lock, and finally got the door open. But then when I looked around, it wasn't my house at all. It was this place. Dumbfounded, I went back outside. Surely, I thought, I had accidentally entered another house in my drunken stupor. But now not even the outside was as expected. The suburban-urban environment had shifted to a countryside. My car was still there, sitting on the asphalt road which was now a dirt road. Everything was different, and it was never quite the same.
That was all 23 years ago. No doubt my position as O5 was replaced long, long ago, and here I am, having found startlingly few answers. Every once in a while I'll find an old shoe or a photograph of someone who came before me, and I am reminded how we are all chained together in an oblivious and obligatory service to this place.
Lately the clouds keep rolling in, and the plants in the basement are buzzing more than usual. I hear the gurgling of water draining through the pipes in the walls from that old dusty machine, and sometimes I try to find where that water goes. I think it goes out beyond the house, into the grassy field in front of the swing set. When I lay on the grass, sometimes, if I listen very closely and everything else is quiet, I swear I can hear noises coming from far below the ground. They sound like some kind of clockwork mechanism, its gears quietly humming. I don't know what it means, and I don't think I ever will.
Undoubtedly, the most puzzling thing about this place is really quite a small feature. There's a computer terminal in the study, and it looks like it's one of the oldest things in the house. It's clearly Foundation, but it's… unsettling, to say the least. We would have known about this if the Foundation knew, I'm sure. But if that's truly the case, then it still doesn't explain how the anomaly got its number designation. Is it arbitrary, or is it actually cataloged in the outside world? I don't think it's possible to know from here.
Sometimes I feel like I'm waiting for something, or for someone. It's not for someone to save me, but it's as if I'm waiting to meet someone here. I dream of what that meeting might be, or why it might be in the first place. But somewhere deep down I know that I will almost certainly die here, and this long wait will be passed down to another, to continue waiting with bated breath for something, though what exactly that something is we can't be sure of.
Maybe someday I'll learn how the food gets restocked."

-Written by O5-7

Footnotes
1. Cleaning supplies are in the upstairs bathroom.
2. The previous editor, Dr. Orion, failed to provide an explanation for how this is fatal. I have left it here regardless as it is important information -Dr. Oswald
3. Exact date unknown.

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SCP-2509-e in Outdoor Containment Area

Item #: SCP-2509
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-2509 are to be housed in individual Standard Safe Zoological Containment Units. Entities are to have access to an Outdoor Containment Area for four hours each day. SCP-2509 objects require no sustenance, but are to be provided weekly with canine toys. Staff are not permitted in SCP-2509 enclosures.
Description: SCP-2509 consists of five objects: (U.S. Units per official object description)

SCP-2509-a: Wilton 4lb Head 12" Sledge Hammer
SCP-2509-b: RYOBI Cordless Power Drill P205
SCP-2509-c: Fiskars 8" Hedge Shears
SCP-2509-d: Wooster Majestic 2" Paintbrush
SCP-2509-e: Echo 16" Gas Chain Saw

All objects are animate, capable of movement by rapidly slamming themselves against the ground while pivoting and tilting forward. Instances are also capable of jumping and rearing up as though they possess hind legs. Each entity's primary interaction with individuals and objects is expressed through that item's primary function. It should be noted that SCP-2509-b and SCP-2509-e operate continuously without need of energy source or fuel.
Testing shows all objects demonstrate the approximate intellect, behaviors, and general mannerisms of Canis lupus familiaris1. Instances are very friendly towards humans, but seem unaware of both their anomalous form and the hazards they present. As a result, interaction with SCP-2509 entities is extremely dangerous.
Behavior analysis of individual instances shows identical responses during testing. As such, researchers theorize that objects are separate iterations of the same source intelligence.
Discovery Log: SCP-2509 was discovered in ███████, TX, USA by ████████ County Police officers after noise complaints were filed against Mark G████. Embedded Foundation personnel reported anomalous activity on ██/██/██ at 0423 hours. Mobile Task Force Theta-14 ("Pound Puppies") was sent to the scene. Discovering officers were successfully amnesticized.
SCP-2509 entities were found in G████'s home garage. MTF-Theta-14 contained the instances, though minor injuries were incurred. Agents discovered G████'s body on floor. Cause of death was loss of blood and extreme physical trauma, presumably caused by SCP-2509 objects. Also discovered was the body of a Canis lupus familiaris, breed Golden Retriever. Animal showed no signs of injury; necropsy confirms it died of lymphosarcoma2 several days prior. Investigation of the home discovered multiple framed pictures of G████ with the animal in question.
Several ritualistic items and mathematical diagrams of an unknown nature were also found beside the bodies; however, objects were badly damaged, and little could be determined about their origin. Also found was a book entitled Mathematical Incursions Intersecting Transubstantive Constructs. (See Excerpt Below) No indication of author or publisher could be found.
Disinformation campaign following G████'s death was minimal as background check discovered no known relatives or close associates. Official cause of death was listed as suicide.
Excerpt from Mathematical Incursions Intersecting Transubstantive Constructs
Passage bookmarked and heavily annotated by G████.

Concentrate on mental image of target deceased, preferably laughing or running
Fold mental image 45°, Quadrant 1 to Quadrant 3
Rotate 14° anticlockwise
Rotate on z-axis 37° towards remembrance
Bisect mental image along w-axis, compensate for distortions with images of birds
Inhale, hold breath for 4 seconds.
Exhale, lowering mental image perpendicular to plane of thought until intersection with the intended body of inhabitance.
Caution: Spillage may contaminate unintended vessels.

Footnotes
1. Common domestic dog.
2. Cancer of the lymphatic system.

« SCP-2508 | SCP-2509 | SCP-2510 »


Item #: SCP-2510
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Due to its self-containing nature, containment has been minimal. SCP-2510-1 has been moved to cold storage, and amnestics administered to Zachary Amos as well as the McArthur family.
Description: SCP-2510 is a phenomenon surrounding Samantha McArthur (hereby referred to as SCP-2510-1), a 17 year-old high school senior who from 2016 to just before her death in 2019, attended Oakhill Secondary School in Converse, Indiana. While autopsy reports have been inconclusive due to the condition of her body, Foundation coroners have estimated SCP-2510-1 died approximately five months prior to discovery, in late December. Her death is currently believed to be self-inflicted and non-anomalous.
All individuals within Converse will refuse to acknowledge SCP-2510-1, ignoring it entirely when within the vicinity. If brought up tangentially in conversation, those affected will choose to focus on other topics of the discussion. When directly pressed on SCP-2510 or SCP-2510-1, individuals will remain entirely silent. Individuals appear to possess the relevant knowledge, but are unwilling or unable to express it. Individuals pressed sufficiently will refuse to speak with Foundation personnel any longer.1
Discovery: SCP-2510 was discovered by Reba Sinclair, the aunt of a student at Oakhill, who traveled to Converse to attend their nephew's graduation. Upon entering the women's bathroom and encountering SCP-2510-1 she became distressed and called the authorities, who were also subject to SCP-2510. Sinclair then escalated to the Indiana State Police, informing them that the local police were refusing to investigate a death, where Foundation-embedded agents responded.
Foundation attempts to investigate SCP-2510 have been unsuccessful at this time. The initial attempt involved posing as state police, and attempting to question students and faculty about McArthur. Despite threats of legal action or jail-time, all individuals refused to speak about the anomaly.
Attempts to place undercover agents in either the faculty or student population, while being successful, have not resulted in any individuals willing to share information. Attempts to covertly gather information on SCP-2510 have resulted in suspicion towards the agents' unorthodox behaviour, forcing the Foundation to withdraw them.
Analysis of SCP-2510 has identified it as a type of socio-antimeme, spread through social bonds rather than traditional methods. Any attempts by Foundation personnel to learn it would thus be impossible, as no Foundation staff had any social links to the community of Converse.
Efforts have instead shifted to finding an individual that would be considered sufficiently removed from the community to be willing to speak to the Foundation, but also possessed knowledge of SCP-2510-1.

Interviewed: Zachary Amos
Interviewer: Agent Barnes
Foreword: Searching school records for new arrivals, the Foundation contacted Amos, a senior at Oakhill who moved to the area six months ago, in order to discuss SCP-2510.
<Begin Log>
Barnes: Thank you for agreeing to speak with me. Most of your friends haven't been so cooperative.
Amos: No problem. Can we… can we just keep it between us? I don't want them to know about it.
Barnes: We'll make sure they're kept unaware. (pauses) Do you think they'd be mad at you for speaking to me?
Amos: Not sure. I think it's more of an unspoken thing, maybe? Like I don't know all of them that well, but I just… I don't know, get the feeling I'm not supposed to talk about… it.
Barnes: I see. And what exactly is "it" supposed to be?
Amos remains silent, although visibly distressed.
Barnes: Can you tell me about McArthur? Why was her body left undiscovered in a school bathroom for five months?
Amos remains silent.
Barnes: You know what, let's talk about something else for now. Tell me about your life at Oakhill. Do you like the place?
Amos becomes visibly relieved.
Amos: Yeah, it's a good school. I was kinda worried about moving, you know, how everyone in these types of town know each other. Like, everyone. You know what I mean?
Barnes: Yes, I think so. Continue.
Amos: It kinda feels very closed off, from what you see in movies and stuff. But I got over it. It's great. Everyone knows each other, and everyone watches out for each other. No matter what.
Barnes: Noted. Can you tell me about your classmates? Anyone who comes to mind, for any reason?
Amos: Kevin Cosniak and Derek Thompson. They're both on the football team, everyone knows them. Very popular. Sort of the ringleaders of the school.
Barnes: Have you interacted with them-
Amos: I mean, they're kinda dicks, if I'm being honest. But they're not that smart. They get through most things by dumb luck, from what I can tell. That's just what I think of them.
Barnes: …Ah. I'll keep that in mind. But going back to the question, have you interacted with them much?
Amos: Uh, not that much. Like, I'd see them around school, I had most classes with them, homeroom too, same with- never mind. But we didn't really talk to each other.
Barnes: Why not?
Amos: Well, they're kinda dicks, already mentioned that. But I always got this weird feeling from them.
Barnes: Can you elaborate?
Amos remains silent.
Barnes: Alright. When would you say is the last… significant encounter you had with either Derek or Kevin in the past, let's say five months?
Amos: It was at the party. Team just won a pretty important game against the- well, you wouldn't really care. Just meant we were contenders for the state. So Derek invited some people over to his place to celebrate, it's pretty big.
Barnes: Anyone interesting attend it?
Amos: Uh… well there was Derek, his girlfriend Caroline, Kevin, everyone on the football team and our homeroom, a few people from the other classes as well.
Barnes: Everyone from your homeroom?
Amos nods enthusiastically.
Barnes: Alright. How did the party go?
Amos remains silent.
Barnes: Let me rephrase that. How was your mood at the beginning of the party?
Amos: Pretty good. Derek's older brother managed to get some beer, so everyone was having a pretty good time at first. Everyone got pretty drunk, though. Like Derek and Kevin.
Barnes: Did Derek or Kevin do something to disrupt this mood?
Amos nods, but does not elaborate.
Barnes: From what we've seen, most students at your school seem to be in a good mood. Would you say that you and most people disagreed on the incident?
Amos: I think one of the things about small towns like Converse, like I said earlier, everyone looks out for each other. Especially for the football team. No one wants to ruin anything.
Barnes: People didn't want to rock the boat. Even if it meant covering something awful up?
Amos remains silent.
Barnes: Everyone just ignored whatever they did?
Amos remains silent.
Barnes: What did they do to Samantha?
Amos remains silent, and is visibly distressed.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: Due to an inability to gather any more relevant information, Amos was released after being administered a Class B amnestic.

Footnotes
1. While amnestics are able to effectively "reset" an individual's disposition towards questioning, the Ethics Committee has prohibited the repetitive use of amnestics in this manner due to concerns of brain trauma.

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Lake Khövsgöl Settlement Area (LKSA)

Item #: SCP-2511
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: To house SCP-2511-A instances currently in Mongolia, the Lake Khövsgöl Settlement Area (LKSA) has been established in collaboration with the Government of Mongolia. SCP-2511-A instances held at LKSA are not to be transported out of Mongolia, and are to be fitted with GPS tracking bracelets on one of their limbs.
SCP-2511-A instances located in their native settlements are to be monitored via remote underwater drones; see Document 2511-Ka for a list of said settlements.
Mobile Task Force Kappa-26 ("Kappa Zulu") is to be divided into two divisions: K-26-Alpha (based at LKSA) and K-26-Beta (based at Site-49). MTF K-26-Alpha is tasked with the following duties:

Oversee relocation of SCP-2511-A instances recovered in Mongolia to LKSA.
Serve as liaison to the SCP-2511-A community in LKSA.
Maintain census record of the total population of SCP-2511-A instances in LKSA. Census is to be updated once every three months.

MTF K-26-Beta is tasked with the following duties:

Monitor SCP-2511-A instances located in their native settlements via remote underwater drones.
Maintain census record of the total population of SCP-2511-A instances in native settlements. Census is to be updated once every three months.
Update (01/10/2002): Prevent any pre-adolescent humans from having contact with river bodies where SCP-2511-A settlements are found. If said individuals have contact with said river bodies, MTF K-26-Alpha is to be notified and initiate Procedure 975-Sirius to recover them.

Description: SCP-2511 refers to a series of phenomena involving a population of approximately 10,000 specimens of SCP-2511-A. Details of said phenomena are as follows:

A mass teleportation event that occurred on 8 July 1999, whereby approximately 10,000 SCP-2511-A instances were displaced from their native habitats in Northern Kyushu (specifically the Japanese prefectures of Fukuoka, Saga, Nagasaki, Kumamoto and Ōita) to water bodies throughout Mongolia.
When displaced SCP-2511-A instances exit Mongolia either on foot or via vehicle, they will spontaneously disappear upon crossing Mongolian borders and re-manifest in a location within Mongolia.
The ratio of SCP-2511-A instances in Mongolia to those outside Mongolia is such that the former is consistently larger than the latter. If SCP-2511-A population in Mongolia becomes less than that outside Mongolia, additional SCP-2511-A instances will be displaced from outside Mongolia until the ratio is maintained.

An artist's impression of a suspected SCP-2511-A instance sighted in 1836 CE, deemed to be among the more accurate historic depictions of SCP-2511-A.

SCP-2511-A refers to a species of bipedal amphibian humanoids, physically resembling the Andrias japonicus (Japanese giant salamander) yet possessing mammalian traits such as the presence of hair and mammary glands. Average height and mass of SCP-2511-A is 1.50 m and 60 kg respectively. SCP-2511-A's native language is an unknown language linguistically related to the Japonic language family, although many are capable of speaking the Saga dialect of Japanese. SCP-2511-A is typically native to settlements found in the rivers of Northern Kyushu, although a population of instances have been found in Mongolia due to SCP-2511 (as stated in paragraph 1 of Description).
SCP-2511-A's most distinct physical trait is the hemispheric concavity on the head, with an approximate circumference of 35 cm, usually filled with water. If less than 25% of the concavity's volume is filled with liquid, SCP-2511-A will experience full body paralysis.
SCP-2511-A instances were first identified outside Bulgan, Mongolia along the banks of the Orkhon River. Subsequent investigations identified up to 10,000 SCP-2511-A instances, with the highest concentration of instances in the southern shores of Lake Khövsgöl. Through interviews with SCP-2511-A instances in LKSA, approximate locations of their native settlements in Japan were identified.
Addendum 2511-1: Below is an excerpt of a report of identified SCP-2511-A settlements in Northern Kyushu, as observed via underwater drones.

SCP-2511-A instances are commonly engaged in the construction of underwater structures similar to tumuli of the Kofun period. However, these tumuli appear to be devoid of corpses and are instead filled with personal effects.

Addendum 2511-2: The following consists of an interview with SCP-2511-A-0126 ("Chikugo no Kawasaru"), an SCP-2511-A instance regarded as a literati among the SCP-2511-A community.

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Interviewee: SCP-2511-A-0126
Interviewer: Dr. Misako MacMorrow
Foreword: The following interview is originally conducted in the Saga dialect of Japanese.
<Begin Log>
Dr. MacMorrow: Good morning to you, may we have your name for records?
[SCP-2511-A-0126 stares blankly at Dr. MacMorrow.]
Dr. MacMorrow: Excuse me, is there anything wrong?
SCP-2511-A-0126: No, nothing is wrong. It is just odd and intriguing that your kind still survive to this day.
Dr. MacMorrow: What do you mean?
SCP-2511-A-0126: It may feel awkward to say this, but your kind are creatures of myth to us – the Children of the Sun that walk the day. There were legends our forefathers had written, the Day of Flowers when your kind overcame the Children of the Night.1 But I am really amazed to see one such Child of the Sun upfront and so amiable.
Dr. MacMorrow: I am flattered by your claims. But may I ask for your name? You may call me Misako.
SCP-2511-A-0126: Misako-san, what is your source name?
Dr. MacMorrow: Excuse me, please elaborate.
SCP-2511-A-0126: The name of your home river. In my case, since I am from the Chikugo River, I am Chikugo no Kawasaru.
Dr. MacMorrow: Kawasaru-san, we of the surface won't have a source name.
[SCP-2511-A-0126 sighs.]
SCP-2511-A-0126: Ah, the Chikugo. My parents would be most worried for me.
Dr. MacMorrow: It will be alright. We are here to help you, but we also need you to cooperate with us and tell us what happened before you ended up here.
SCP-2511-A-0126: I don't know, it was an ordinary day before this happened. I slept for the night as usual and the next day, I felt that the water tasted differently. When I opened my eyes, that's when I realised I was no longer at home and here I am.
Dr. MacMorrow: Thank you for the account. Is there anything peculiar prior to the event?
SCP-2511-A-0126: Nothing much, all was ordinary. But I do remember having a dream the night before. There was some incantation echoing in my mind, as though it were a demonic curse.
Dr. MacMorrow: Can you recall any bit of it?
SCP-2511-A-0126: za kappa izu mō kōmanrī faundo in mangōrīa.2 I'm sure it's about my kind, but what is a mangōrīa exactly?
Dr. MacMorrow: I believe you mean Mongolia. This is where we are at now.
<End Log>

Addendum 2511-3: On ██/██/2002, ██████ ████, a six year-old Japanese male, was reported missing after falling into the Chikugo River. Three months after the incident, a child resembling ██████ ████ was sighted in an orphanage in Ulaanbaatar. Caretakers of the orphanage claimed that the child was found along a nearby river and rescued by fishermen on ██/██/2002, coinciding with the reported time ██████ ████ had fallen into the Chikugo River.
DNA analysis verified the child's identity as ██████ ████ and he was subsequently returned to his immediate family.
Procedures have been updated accordingly; see Update (01/10/2002).
Addendum 2511-4: On ██/██/2007, MTF K-26-Alpha operatives have reported that several SCP-2511-A instances found in Khyargas Lake were taken by unidentified individuals. Pending further investigation.
Addendum 2511-32: On 07/07/████, MTF K-26-Beta operatives have reported the mass disappearance of SCP-2511-A instances that normally reside in the Matsuura River in Karatsu City, Saga Prefecture. Whereabouts unknown.

Footnotes
1. Access to SCP-2511-A's account of the Day of Flowers is restricted to at least Level 3 security clearance.
2. Speculated to be a transliteration of "the kappa is more commonly found in Mongolia". Other SCP-2511-A instances affected by SCP-2511 have quoted the exact phrase as well.

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Item #: SCP-2512
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2512 and an additional 1 km buffer zone are to be identified publicly via signage, official records, and local disinformation campaigns as Sanitary Chemical Purgation LTD, a hazardous waste sequestration facility. The perimeter of this area is to be fenced and patrolled on a randomized schedule by staff in full hazardous waste protection garb.1 Site 392 has been established to enable continuing observation and security operations for SCP-2512, and maintenance of the cover operation.
Local wildlife is to be deterred from regular consumption of SCP-2512 materials when possible.
Former SCP-2512-1 is to be retained as Special Circumstances Class C Staff (minimal clearance). Former SCP-2512-1 is to continue efforts to reestablish contact with SCP-2512-3 at all opportunities.
Any site personnel suspecting themselves to be in contact with SCP-2512-3 are to attempt to establish a lighthearted conversation while locating a senior staff member for further assessment and instruction. Suggested topics include local wildlife, geology, aesthetics, meteorology, gardening, and recent pop culture.
Description: SCP-2512 is an approximately 25 km2 region near ██████, Arizona defined by anomalous terrain, meteorological phenomena, and flora. Core samples have indicated that the anomaly continues to an average depth of 2.5 km for the majority of its surface area, tapering off as it approaches its boundary.
SCP-2512 superficially resembles the surrounding rocky desert, but is constructed entirely of organic materials. Components of SCP-2512 do not undergo spoilage or decay. Bacteria and non-living materials inconsistent with the composition of SCP-2512 are weakly repelled at the boundary of SCP-2512. Any such material forcibly introduced to SCP-2512 is gradually converted to materials present within SCP-2512.2

+ Partial listing of known equivalent materials

- Partial listing of known equivalent materials

Material
Equivalent material

Hematite bearing stone or soil
A mixture of animal and plant tissues saturated with a food-grade oil. Tests have identified the animal components as Bos taurus (domesticated cow), Sus scrofa domestica (domesticated pig), and various species of fish. The plant components are consistent with the ingredients of a regional variant of adobo3

Non-hematite bearing stone or sand
Yellow, frangible material identified as fried Zea Mays (corn) flour, various dairy products consistent with products of domestic cattle species

flint gravel
Various Legumes

Water (nonpotable)

Results have included:

Milk (bovine)
A slurry of spices, Solanum lycopersicum (tomato), various members of genus Capsicum, dilute acetic acid and sodium chloride
Tequila
Water (potable)

The total mass and area of SCP-2512 have remained constant since initial containment. If material is removed from SCP-2512, within 48 hours an anomalous meteorological event will occur in airspace above SCP-2512. This event will deposit a mixture of SCP-2512's component materials equal to the removed mass, in a manner which restores superficial resemblance to the surrounding non-anomalous terrain. Similar events periodically redistribute material within SCP-2512 to maintain said appearance.
All vegetation within SCP-2512 is designated SCP-2512-2. All original instances of SCP-2512-2 loosely resemble plants native to the region, but with cellular and genetic composition identical to that of one or more edible plant species. Non-native plant specimens introduced to SCP-2512 are likewise converted to instances of SCP-2512-2, but retain their original morphology within structural limits of the altered tissue. The duration of this process increases with the plant's dissimilarity to its altered species, and the size of the specimen.

+ Partial catalogue of plant conversion experiments

- Partial catalogue of plant conversion experiments

Specimen introduced
Resulting SCP-2512-2

8 Malus domestica (apple tree) Saplings
Cellular structure converted to cultivars of Capsicum annuum or Capsicum Chinense. Specimens have continued growth following typical Malus Domestica morphology, and each has annually produced a crop of peppers appropriate to its altered genome since 1996.

1 Persea americana (Avocado tree)
Tree unaltered, however fruits produced lack internal structural cohesion and contain no pits.

1 Carnegiea gigantea (Saguaro Cactus)
Partial conversion to Solanum Lycopersicum (tomato) fruit prior to structural collapse

36 specimens of Zea Mays (corn)
Unaltered, but upon maturation kernels underwent rapid dessication by expulsion of internal fluids prior to disintegration and self immolation within unfolded husk leaves. This process produced 2-3 curved shells from each ear of kernels.

3 Osmundastrum cinnamomeum (cinnamon fern)
Structure largely unaltered, pigmentation visibly lightened. Leaves found to be composed of Lactuca sativa (lettuce). Stems composed of Coriandrum sativum (coriander/cilantro). Tubers structurally similar, and genetically identical, to Physalis philadelphica (tomatillo) fruit

SCP-2512 has no primary effect on complex animal life. Captured specimens of local wildlife display no adverse affects from long-term consumption of SCP-2512 beyond highly elevated cholesterol levels.
SCP-2512-3 is an entity of unknown origin and nature, with an indeterminate capacity for alteration of the local environment and local reality. SCP-2512-3 is believed to be the agency by which SCP-2512 was created, and is the focus of ongoing efforts at amicable neutralization of SCP-2512. SCP-2512-3 has to date conducted all communication as a perceived voice heard only within the mind of the recipient, making confirmation and documentation of these encounters difficult. The voice is consistently described as androgynous to feminine with a pleasant demeanor.
14 officially recognized conversations with SCP-2512-3 have been documented during containment. Instances include brief conversations on various "small talk" subjects, expressions of gratitude following positive comments about SCP-2512 or the surrounding area, and apparent attempts to console emotionally distressed staff. 3 additional encounters with SCP-2512-3 have involved minor alterations of the local environment in response to rhetorical statements.4
Attempts to engage SCP-2512-3 in prolonged conversation have had little success, with most attempts to steer the conversation to the creation of SCP-2512 or SCP-2512-3 itself resulting in polite deflection. All conversations have ended abruptly, in a manner that one staff member likened to "someone dozing off in the middle of a conversation".
Former SCP-2512-1 is a human male, ██████ ████████. From the mid-1960's until containment in April 1987, former SCP-2512-1 lived a transient lifestyle heavily involved in the “Hippie” and “New Age” movements, with a professed special interest in transcendental meditation and the use of mind altering substances as aids to spiritual enlightenment. Former SCP-2512-1 was initially classified as a Class 3L5 Reality Bender, but is no longer considered to be himself anomalous or directly responsible for the creation of SCP-2512. Former SCP-2512-1 possesses only minimal understanding of the means by which SCP-2512 was created. Former SCP-2512-1 has, however, attempted to provide information on the methods by which he made contact with the entity SCP-2512-3. This information has as of yet been of little to no utility.

+ Addendum 2512-2 (Executive command issued 7/23/2006)

- Addendum 2512-2 (Executive command issued 7/23/2006)

In light of Event 1425, all information, speculation, or conjecture provided by Former SCP-2512-1 regarding the methods used to establish contact with SCP-2512-3 and the "Walk With the Five Stars" retreat Former SCP-2512-1 attended in the February of 1986 is to be documented and reported to Foundation Intelligence. The fragmentary information possessed by Former SCP-2512-1 regarding ████████-Prime has been deemed insufficient to pose a cognitohazard to himself or others. Former SCP-2512-1 is to be monitored for any change in quality of recall or expressed interest in the ████████ ██████.

Interview log 2512-7
Following location and detainment of SCP-2512-1, who had fled the area when agents began initial containment, a series of interviews were conducted which gradually established SCP-2512-3 as the actual source of the anomaly, and SCP-2512-1's limited understanding of the means by which he had contacted SCP-2512-3. The following is an excerpt from the tenth such interview (conducted on 5/23/1987, six months after the initial discovery of SCP-2512).
Dr. V██████: So describe for me again the day that SCP-2512 was created.
SCP-2512-1: Um, okay…I guess since I was born in January…
Dr. V██████: *Sighs* You are SCP-2512 dash one. SCP-2512 is the ta… the anomalous region.
SCP-2512-1: Oooh, right…yeah, I catch your vibe now. So I'm sitting on this rock out in the middle of nowhere communing with Mother Earth, and it was just perfect. There were eagles flying, the weather was perfect, I had on my favorite socks… and I had the best stuff that day, must have been Jamaican or something because I tell you I have never had anything like…
Dr. V██████: Yes, but we've already done quite a bit of talking on that part already. And for the transcripts: We tracked what he had left down to a strain cultivated in ██████, Oregon. Nothing out of the ordinary there but elevated THC levels and a dusting of LSD.6
What I'd like to talk about this time are these “star focus” exercises you mentioned previously? You were trying some new techniques?
SCP-2512-1: Yeah. I had just been out on this radical wilderness retreat…there's this new guru out there that has this whole theory about how to expand your consciousness by communing with the echoes of the st-[DATA EXPUNGED]7
So yeah, kind of complicated, and like, kind of out there, you know? But it really seems like he's onto something- you can feel the guy's got this, like, just radioactive aura8. He's gotta be doing something right.
Dr. V██████: Uh huh. Radioactive aura. I see. [unintelligible statement] So you were trying to talk to the stars and…?
SCP-2512-1: Well, thing was, that day I wasn't really feeling like talking to the stars. I mean, they're nice and all, but, like, our Mother Earth is right here. And all that stuff about archons and stuff kind of freaked me out, too. Made me think of that bad trip9 I had where the black squid and the white squid were fighting and there was this guy riding a li-
Dr. V██████: *snapping fingers* Focus, dash one. I want to know about the star focus exercises. You changed some things because you wanted to talk to the Earth instead of the stars. Elaborate.

SCP-2512-1: Oh. Sorry. Yeah, so the exercises… So I figured, hey, if what that guy taught us to do lets you commune with the stars, maybe I can catch the attention of Mother Earth doing the same thing!
So I started going through the ritual, just with Mother Earth instead of all that stuff about stars and stuff. And I left out some of the boring parts too. Anyway, I'm on the part where you're centering in preparation for entry to the fourth plane, contemplating the nature of a round cube, when everything just sort of…clicked, man. I understood it all. How it all works, what holds it all together, why the water in the drain spins clockwise… everything totally harmonizizing[sic], man.
And I heard this voice in my head.
Dr.V██████: For the transcript, this alleged entity has been designated SCP-2512-3, should any evidence for it surface. You said you believe this voice to be-*rustling paper* “the spirit of the Earth”?
SCP-2512-1: Nah, I don't think it was Mother Earth. That's who I wanted to talk to, but I think this was more like…like the spirit of the desert or something.
I was kind of bummed out about getting a wrong number, but this voice sounded, I dunno… lonely. Kind of like some sweet old lady who hadn't had anybody to talk to for a long time, just glad to have the company. So I hung around for a while.
It told me about the animals it watched over, and the rocks it had been sculpting, and the people who used to come out there to talk to it…and I told it about pie, and the moon landing, and cordless telephones… you know, caught it up to the 80's. It got a kick out me telling it about the roadrunner cartoons, think I reminded it of someone.
It seemed really happy after a while. Said it was tired but that it wanted to do something for me before it went back to sleep. Anything I wanted, so long as it wasn't anything too bodacious.
Dr.V██████: And you told it you wanted…
SCP-2512-1: Tacos.
[end excerpt]

Footnotes
1. This garb is purely for reinforcement of cover operations. SCP-2512 presents no primary chemical or biological hazard.
2. Manufactured items such as clothing, vehicles, and tools appear to be exempt until left unattended within SCP-2512 for an extended period of time. (varies from several hours to several days)
3. a spiced marinade originating in Spain common in Latin American and Tex-Mex cuisine
4. In one such instance, after discussing their discomfort during a heatwave, two agents posted at the front gate of site 392 observed a large rock formation shift 23 m Northeast over the course of 15 minutes. Between the months of June and August, this formation now casts a shadow on said guard station from early afternoon to late evening.
5. Subtype designation 'L' is the classification for reality benders whose facets are considered to be 'Latent' and only activated in altered mental states. see Reality Benders: Classifications and Presumed Threat Levels for a complete definition of this classification.
6. See interview 1, 0:23:37-1:10:12 for full description of how SCP-2512 obtained substance 2512-r3, and experiment log EX-2512-2 for establishment of its non-anomalous nature
7. This section was expunged as per standard precautionary measures against the spread of potential cognitohazards following Event 1425, prior to realization of its potential research value. Reconstruction efforts are ongoing for this portion of the original cassette recording in hopes of extracting further information on ████████-Prime
8. See interview 3, 1:23:42-2:45:32 for full description of SCP-2512-1's beliefs reguarding auras, and experiment log EX-2512-3 for establishment of its non-anomalous nature
9. See interview 2 0:57:54-1:23:17, interview 4 1:32:43-2:01:05, interview 5 2:10:07-3:44:02, and interview 7 0:05:13-5:11:32 for SCP-2512-1's recollections of this and other "bad trips"

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Also, Carthage Must Be Destroyed

Full credit to my co-author on this piece Blarghalt for writing the funniest lines. Image is CC and found here: http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Ilid%C5%BEa_-_Roman_bridge.jpg .
Photo was created by Pudelek.

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SCP-2513 after containment.

Item #: SCP-2513
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2513 is to be guarded by armed personnel at all times, with orders to detain any non-authorized persons attempting to cross SCP-2513. An area of 10km2 around SCP-2513 is to be cordoned off as a nature preserve, to prevent any possible use by civilian populations.
Given the low saturation of information relating to SCP-2513, extant historical records need not be tampered with. Historical records of SCP-2513 that are not already cataloged are to be reported to the SCP-2513 project head.
Description: SCP-2513 is a bridge located approximately 7km north of the city of Ragusa, Italy. Originally built by the Roman Republic, and restored in 2006 by the Ragusa Heritage Society, it shows notable signs of decay owing to its age. SCP-2513 will, when crossed by an individual from south to north, cause a sudden and irrational hatred of the Carthaginian Republic, a city-state that existed in modern-day Tunisia until 146 BC.
Further testing has determined that persons possessing no prior knowledge of Carthage will manifest this effect as a general dislike of north-central Africa and its current occupants. Testing on individuals with no knowledge of the continent of Africa have yielded little to no manifestation of SCP-2513's effect. However, individuals without a prior knowledge of Carthage will, when informed of its existence, begin to show the standard effects of SCP-2513.
SCP-2513's effect has been shown to trigger from as little information as the phrase "I am from Carthage," and "Carthage exists". While the intensity of this effect has been shown to diminish over time, only a north-to-south crossing of the bridge has shown a capacity to fully reverse these effects.
SCP-2513 was first built in 253 BC by the Roman Republic. It was ostensibly built to facilitate the passage of men from the city of Ragusa to aid the Roman Republic during several battles in Sicily. Following construction, however, the city of Ragusa shifted allegiances to aid the Carthaginian forces occupying the island. In 251 BC, the city of Ragusa once again shifted its allegiance to the Roman Republic. Unlike several other cities in Sicily during the remainder of the war, this was the last recorded shift of allegiance for the city.
By 132 BC, roads leading to and from SCP-2513 were no longer the primary methods to move from southern Sicily to the remainder of the island. Little other historical record of SCP-2513 exists except for a note in historical accounts by Vincentius Bonajutus of the 1693 Sicilian earthquake. A single footnote relating to the destruction of the bridge is contained in his account, which was published in the scientific journal Philosophical Transactions of the Royal Society.
Of note, however, are several related and unpublished treatises written by Bonajutus on the dangers of a resurgent Carthaginian Republic (including specific objections to the rule of the Muradid dynasty). This is believed to be the earliest recorded SCP-2513-related event.
Stones which possess a carving relating to the Roman god Janus by an unidentified mason have been recovered from the area containing SCP-2513. SCP-2513 incorporates several of these stones into its construction, and further testing involving these stones is considered a priority to further understanding of the object.1

+ [Experiment 2513-2]

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Volunteer: Dr. McCulloch
[For this experiment, a plastic bust of Carthaginian military commander Hannibal Barca was placed at the north end of SCP-2513.]
Dr. McCulloch begins his walk across SCP-2513. Halfway, he breaks into a full stride and leaps at the bust, pummeling it with his fists.
Dr. McCulloch: Fuck you! How many widows did you make, huh!? I hope you're rotting in Tartarus, you bearded asshole desert fuck!
Dr. McCulloch continues to assault the bust until it is beaten beyond recognition. After spitting on the ruined bust, he walks back across SCP-2513.
Dr. McCulloch: I don't have any siblings but when I looked at that thing, all I could think was, "this asshole killed my brother".
End Experiment 2513-2

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Volunteer: Assistant Smith
Assistant Smith crosses SCP-2513 from south to north. Transcript follows:
Dr. Ruto-Jacobs: Assistant Smith, wh—
Assistant Smith: Hold up! Why are we even doing this? Why aren't we dropping every goddamn thing we have on those Carthaginian fucks?
Dr. Ruto-Jacobs: You are aware that Carthage ceased to exist over two thousand years ago, right?
Assistant Smith: Then we drop 'em on Tunis. We could all sleep better if they were gone. You and I both know how those Carthaginian bastards are. We let 'em keep growing their empire, the next thing you know they're knocking at our gates.
Dr. Ruto-Jacobs: Thank you, Assistant Smith. You can come back over now.
Assistant Smith crosses back over the bridge with no incident.
Dr. Ruto-Jacobs: Still want us to burn down Carthage?
Assistant Smith: Sir, I wanted us to nuke Carthage.
End Experiment 2513-7

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Test Subjects: D-29632 and D-21154
D-29632 was ordered to cross SCP-2513 from south to north, while D-21154 was provided with a phrase to speak once D-29632 had fully crossed to the other side. Transcript follows:
D-21154: Do you feel any different?
D-29632: Kinda, yeah. I feel… I dunno. Angry? I want to punch somebody right in their throat but I don't know who.
D-21154 reads from the provided note
D-21154: I am a true son of Carthage.
D-29632: You're a what?! I'll fucking kill you, you fucking backstabbing elephant-riding son of a bitch!
D-29632 charges back across the bridge, but his body language becomes much less aggressive as he returns. By the time he reaches D-21154 and grabs his collar, D-29632 has calmed down considerably.
D-29632: Uh, sorry. You just said the word "Carthage" and I felt like I needed to beat your brains in.
D-21154: You're not going to hurt me?
D-29632: I was three seconds ago but not now. The fuck happened to me?
End Experiment 2513-10

+ [Experiment 2513-12]

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Volunteer: Researcher Newman
Researcher Newman was subject to imminent release from Foundation employment (and associated amnestic treatments). Due to these factors, a request was entertained from Researcher Newman to cross SCP-2513, in order to test SCP-2513's effects over an extended period of time. This request was granted. To prevent any possible leaks, the following containment protocols were enacted during Researcher Newman's affected state:

Researcher Newman would be granted a small room in Wing D of Site-109, complete with a laptop provided by the Foundation. The laptop would record all of Researcher Newman's activity, and any and all internet access would both be monitored and subject to a 15-second delay to prevent leaks.
Any researchers specializing in the Semitic language group were to be temporarily relocated.
Researcher Newman would be accompanied by an armed guard at all times, with orders to detain Researcher Newman if he became violent.

Over the course of a week, Researcher Newman spent most of his time on the laptop. When not accessing the laptop, he would often attempt to inform other researchers and assistants about his hatred of Carthage.
Notable activity on the laptop includes:

Using search engines with prompts such as "fuck Carthage", "Carthage goddamn pirates", "Hannibal was a pig", "Carthage must be destroyed" and "I hate Carthage".
Downloading and playing a popular strategy game, creating scenarios wholly devoted to crushing Carthage with overwhelming odds as Rome.
Reading and re-reading accounts of the destruction of Carthage along with repeated vandalism of articles about Carthage.
Engaging in long and protracted arguments with players who preferred to play as Carthage in another popular strategy game.

169 hours after the experiment began, Researcher Newman's affected state began to noticeably diminish, though not dissipate completely. After another 24 hours in quarantine, Researcher Newman was escorted back to SCP-2513 and crossed the bridge from north to south, immediately relieving him of the effects of SCP-2513.
Foundation surveillance of Researcher Newman following termination of his employment has, to date, not led to the discovery of any further anti-Carthaginian sentiment.

Footnotes
1. Similarities between SCP-2513 and the effects of SCP-2766 are still under investigation.

« SCP-2512 | SCP-2513 | SCP-2514 »


Item #: SCP-2514
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2514 is to be kept in Area-12, in a containment stable modified with outdoor sound barriers and fireproofing measures. Maintenance of the stable and subject itself is to be carried out by automated systems whenever possible, as to minimize human contact. Any unautomated care is to be fulfilled by a rotating staff of D-Class trained in equestrian care. Any personnel attending to SCP-2514 must be equipped with fire-retardant clothing and hearing protection of 40 NRR. SCP-2514's diet must consist entirely of pure sugar. Research into alternative means of sustenance is pending approval from the site director.
Any D-Class personnel caught consuming SCP-2514's feces are to be reprimanded.
Description: SCP-2514 is a member of Equus ferus caballus with a weight of 178 kg and a height of 116 cm at the withers. The subject's anomalous effects manifest at periodic intervals, henceforth referred to activation-events. These activation-events happen every 2 to 7 hours, for 3 to 15 minutes. During this period, SCP-2514 begins expelling lit pyrotechnic stars while emitting an altered version of the song "Happy Birthday to You" at a high volume (90 to 110 dB). This version of the song is addressed to one "Jeremy Huertes"1. Approximately 10% of the time, SCP-2514 will fail to enter this state properly. When this happens, its pyrotechnics will fail to ignite and its music will be replaced with a high pitched static noise.
SCP-2514's rendition of "Happy Birthday to You" has cognitohazardous effects. Subjects who listen to the song in its entirety will experience intrusive thoughts of joyful memories, as well as a strong compulsion to smile. Despite this, subjects report extreme discomfort. These effects are absent in the static produced in failed activation-events.
Exposure to SCP-2514 during activation-events leads to the development of various medical complications, including obesity, hyperglycemia, ADHD, hirsutism, abnormal tissue growths, and [REDACTED]. These effects begin to manifest after 4 activation effects. The disease vector is currently unknown, but SCP-2514's song has been ruled out. Long term trials are currently being held to see if repeated yet infrequent exposure induces these effects.
Testing has shown that SCP-2514 can only derive sustenance from pure sugar. Despite this, it still has all the nutritional requirements of non-anomalous horse of its size. As a result, SCP-2514 has developed various illnesses, including laminitis, colic, and equine metabolic syndrome. Testing has shown that, through anomalous means, the sugar consumed by SCP-2514 is converted into chocolate cake and lemonade, in lieu of typical waste products.
SCP-2514 was recovered from Portland, Maine, USA, after reported sightings of "mutant deer" and "strange pyrotechnics" in the city's outskirts.
Addendum: Below is the version of "Happy birthday to You" that plays during activation events.

Happy notdeathday for you.
Happy notdeathday for you.
Happy notdeathday caribou Jeremy Huertes.
Happy notdeathday for you.

Addendum: On 2016/06/29, SCP-2514 began playing the traditional version of "Happy Birthday to You" instead of its original composition, coinciding with the song's entry into the public domain the day prior.
Addendum: During a containment breach on 20██/██/██, Agents John and Jane ███████ were killed in the line of duty. After the breach, their reanimated corpses were found wandering SCP-2514's stable. These entities have been tentatively given the designation of SCP-2514-1. The SCP-2514-1 were not responsive to any stimuli, and deteriorated within 24 hours. They constantly repeated the phrases "We love you Jeremy", "We'll get through this together", and "You've been such a good boy, you deserve a trip to down to the Dr. Wondertainment Never-Ending ToystoreTM for some Dr. Wondertainment Endless-FunTM."2
Research into recreating SCP-2514-1 is currently ongoing.
Addendum: On 20██/██/██, the following message was found on the desk of Project-Manager-2514, Emma Lister.

To our esteemed collectors, the Fun-dation:
On behalf of her Majoysty Dr. ██████ █████ █████████ ███████ Wondertainment █, who is too be busy crying her Doctor Wondertainment Super-Sight EyesTM out to make this letter all the more personal with trademark Wondertainment SincerityTM, we both commend your Wondertainment Brand-LoyaltyTM, and condemn your Wondertainment Cat-Killing-CuriosityTM. Dr. Wondertainment's Make-the-Tears-Go-Away PonyTM is a Wondertainment Veritably-Indubitably-Personal-GiftTM, not meant for mass production and mass fun. Not only that, it was done super-speedy-fast to meet the not-alive-line of our most valued non-paying-customer! As such, Dr. Wondertainment's Make-the-Tears-Go-Away PonyTM is an unfinished product, with no WonderWarrantyTM and no Super-Safety-TestingTM. If you could kindly unbuy our Make-the-Tears-Go-Away PonyTM within a business lifetime, we would forever be in your emotional debt!
Eternally Wonderful
████████ (Secretary of Sincerity)
███████████ (Publisher for Public Relations)

Footnotes
1. Since designated PoI-26243. Further information is available here.
2. Verbal trademarking is a known and understood memetic effect. For further information, contact your site's Memetics Division Liaison.

« SCP-2513 | SCP-2514 | SCP-2515 »


Item #: SCP-2515
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2515-A is to be secured in a glass case inside a sterile storage chamber at Site-77. To prevent the object's degradation, the storage chamber's temperature must be maintained at 20°C, and its relative humidity at 45%. SCP-2515-A is to be stored in complete darkness while not in use, and is to be examined daily by a curator from the Department of Antiquities for instances of Anthrenus verbasci1.
Any digital photography of SCP-2515-A is to be considered a Class C Information Breach, subject to disciplinary action. Film photography of SCP-2515-A is permissible for research regarding SCP-2515-B with explicit permission from the Site Director. All instances of SCP-2515-B and the film used to develop them are to be immediately destroyed following experimentation.
Description: SCP-2515-A is a 1.3 m x 2.0 m oil painting in the style of Jacques-Louis David, which was acquired in a raid on the Paris residence of anomalous art dealer █████ ██ ███████. SCP-2515-B is the designation given to all photographs of SCP-2515-A and all photographs of other instances of SCP-2515-B. SCP-2515-A is an equestrian portrait of Napoleon Bonaparte, depicted holding an electric lantern2, inscribed with the words "LVMEN FIDEI3" as his army marches through a mountain pass in the dark. To the right, a group of four soldiers is depicted holding up a bronze statue of an armored female figure, carrying a square and compasses, on a pedestal inscribed with the words "DEA EVROPA4." In the distant background of the painting, a star fort is visible at the foot of the mountain pass being crossed. The fort is surrounded by corpses, and the perspective is such that a pool of a fluid (typically identified by viewers as blood) can be seen within the fort.
The anomalous effects of SCP-2515 manifest for the duration that an individual views SCP-2515-A, or an instance of SCP-2515-B. While viewing either, individuals may claim to have knowledge about SCP-2515-A, despite SCP-2515-A not being found in any historical or cultural records accessible by the Foundation. Once affected individuals stop viewing SCP-2515-A, or an instance of SCP-2515-B, the anomalous effects cease. The depth of the individuals' knowledge is consistent with the level of their educational attainment regarding art history, which can range from having no knowledge to being able to give a detailed interpretation of the elements of SCP-2515-A5. As of yet, no information given by affected individuals about SCP-2515-A has been contradictory.

+ Interview Report 2515-04

- Interview Report 2515-04

Interviewed: D-77-9275, art historian and political dissident from █████.
Interviewer: Dr. Cheng, Level 2 Researcher.
Foreword: Interview conducted over intercom system. Dr. Cheng has not previously viewed SCP-2515-A, or an instance of SCP-2515-B.
<Begin Log>
Dr. Cheng: D-77-9275, what do you see on the wall in front of you?
D-77-9275: (No verbal response.)
Dr. Cheng: D-77-9275, I repeat, what do you see on the wall in front of you?
D-77-9275: (Speaking slowly.) If I am to believe my own eyes, the original Napoleon Crossing the Urals.
Dr. Cheng: That is correct. D-77-9275, who was the artist behind the painting?
D-77-9275: Napoleon Crossing the Urals is the last great work of Jacques-Louis David, completed during his final years as Napoleon's court painter in the year 18226.
Dr. Cheng: D-77-9275, could you elaborate on the historical background of the painting? What does it depict?
D-77-9275: It's a scene from the Siberian Campaign - the crossing of the Pass of Napoleon, which, as you might expect, was named after this particular incident.
Dr. Cheng: D-77-9275, tell me more about this Siberian Campaign.
D-77-9275: Well, I'm sure you know the bas-
Dr. Cheng: (Cutting D-77-9275 off.) No, I don't.
D-77-9275: [REDACTED]
Dr. Cheng: Going back to the painting, what can you tell me about the lantern that Napoleon is holding?
D-77-9275: The inscription on the lantern reads "lumen fidei," which is Latin for "light of faith." Notice how the lantern is the only light source in the entire painting? David was telling us, the viewers, that only faith in ███████ can illuminate and enlighten the world. Look at the █████ in the distance - their barbaric fortress is shrouded in darkness. Even the light of ███████ cannot enlighten them; no, David shows us that they must be enlightened by force.
Dr. Cheng: Is the statue of Europa a depiction of ███████?
D-77-9275: Not exactly, no. The statue of Europa bears a double meaning in Napoleon Crossing the Urals. To the masses, Europa represents the God of Europe - the Christian God of Europe, of course. Not so to the Neo-Gnostic elites like Napoleon and David. To them, Europa was the embodiment of logic, reason, and the divine enlightenment of the European continent. The statue of Europa is an allegory for ███████, certainty, but it is not a depiction of ███████. In fact, David and the Neo-Gnostics would never have even spoken of ███████, whom they never knew of by name.
Dr. Cheng: If that's the case, how did they know of ███████?
D-77-9275: The impact of the Scientific Revolution extended far beyond the scientific domain. With the widespread dissemination of Newton's Principia, the concept of a clockwork universe became increasingly popular among the European literati. What began as a form of natural philosophy gradually transformed itself into a matter of religious doctrine, as debate raged over the first cause of the clockwork universe. The winners of the debate were advocates of what we know of as ███████ as the first cause of the clockwork universe, and unwittingly resurrected His worship. They laid the foundation for the Neo-Gnostic movement of Napoleon and David's time, and with it, the conflict against what the Neo-Gnostics saw as the Demiurge across the Urals.
Dr. Cheng: I have one last question for you today. You mentioned the fortress in the background briefly, but could you elaborate more about it?
D-77-9275: Certainly. The █████ Empire adopted star forts from the Europeans, but they modified them to their own ends. Look at the corpses, piled up around the fortress, and the pool of blood in the center. After battles and raids, they would take prisoners to their fortresses, where they would perform their ancient Rite of Exsanguination. Drop by drop, they bled out their victims into their banks of coagulated blood, preserved to fuel their future rituals. Corpses, too, were valuable resources. Piled up around █████ fortresses, corpses disheartened and diseased any approaching army. Furthermore, once their enemies were close at hand, they could perform their Rite of Consumption. What this particular rite entailed is still a matter of speculation, but we do have from Marshal Ney's journal of the Siberian Campaign a description of its aftermath. "A hundred drops - a thousand rose. A thousand rose - ten thousand fell." Needless to say, assaulting █████ fortresses was hardly a trivial maneuver, even for Napoleon's Continental Army.
Dr. Cheng: (After a pause.) That's enough for today. You will be escorted back to your chamber.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: After the interview was concluded, Dr. Cheng submitted a request to reserve D-77-9275 for future testing of SCP-2515. The request was approved by the active Site Director.

Footnotes
1. Commonly known as carpet beetles.
2. An anachronism.
3. Latin for "light of faith."
4. Possibly an allusion to Roma, the personification of the city of Rome, whose statue appears in David's The Lictors Bring to Brutus the Bodies of His Sons.
5. See attached Interview Report.
6. Napoleon Bonaparte died in 1821. In 1822, Jacques-Louis David was living in exile in Brussels.

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