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Part of SCP-2677-1.

Item #: SCP-2677
Object Class: Keter (Formerly Euclid)
Special Containment Procedures: All personnel involved in the D-Class recruitment process are to be fitted with Class-A amnestic implants during active recruitment. In the event that personnel are affected by SCP-2677, the implants are to be remotely activated. Mobile Task Force Omega-19 ("Double Feature") is then to complete the recruitment process and assess whether the personnel in question were affected by SCP-2677-A or SCP-2677-B. Personnel under the effects of SCP-2677-B are to be detained.
The area around SCP-2677-1 has been designated as Site 2677. Any unauthorized vehicle approaching Site 2677 is to be stopped and investigated. Should the driver be under the influence of SCP-2677-A, they are to be administered a Class A amnestic. Passengers may be recruited as D-Class personnel. Civilians under the influence of SCP-2677-B are to be detained.
SCP-2677-1's terminal is to be monitored at all times. Should unprompted text appear on SCP-2677-1's terminal, Site 2677 is to be put on high alert.

 ARCHIVED: Special Containment Procedures. Level 2/2677 Clearance required

 Access granted

Special Containment Procedures: All personnel involved in the D-Class recruitment process are to be fitted with Class-A amnestic implants during active recruitment. In the event that personnel are affected by SCP-2677, the implants are to be remotely activated. Mobile Task Force Omega-19 ("Double Feature") is then to complete the recruitment process.
The area around SCP-2677-1 has been designated as Site 2677. Any unauthorized vehicle approaching Site 2677 is to be stopped and investigated. Should the driver be under the influence of SCP-2677, they are to be administered a Class A amnestic. Passengers may be recruited as D-Class personnel.

Description: SCP-2677-1 is a large device originally constructed for [DATA RESTRICTED. SEE BELOW] SCP-2677-1 is sapient, and is able to communicate through its main terminal. SCP-2677-1 currently exhibits behavior consistent with that of clinical depression in human subjects.
SCP-2677 is the collective designation for two phenomena affecting certain individuals, designated SCP-2677-A and SCP-2677-B. Both phenomena are perpetuated by SCP-2677-1, although SCP-2677-1 claims it possesses manual control over only SCP-2677-B.
SCP-2677-A is a phenomenon occurring at monthly intervals, first recorded on 01/01/2015. SCP-2677-A exclusively targets individuals responsible for transport of incarcerated persons, and is treatable through the application of Class-A amnestics. Individuals affected with SCP-2677-A will redirect transport vehicles to SCP-2677-1's location. The subject will lead the vehicle's passengers to a chamber within SCP-2677-1 upon arrival, designated SCP-2677-2. Once all living passengers are placed within SCP-2677-2, the entrance will lock. 4 minutes after the entrance locks, all recording devices within SCP-2677-2 will immediately fail, and all individuals inside SCP-2677-2 will disappear.
SCP-2677-B is a phenomenon occurring at irregular intervals, first recorded on 24/09/2017. SCP-2677-B has displayed no consistent pattern in who it targets, and there is currently no known way to treat it. Interviews with SCP-2677-1 have revealed little about the purpose or nature of SCP-2677-B. Subjects under the effects of SCP-2677-B will typically display hostility towards SCP-2677-1. Victims of SCP-2677-B display an innate ability to locate SCP-2677-1, which cannot be removed with amnestic treatment.

 ARCHIVED: Description. Level 2/2677 Clearance required

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Description: SCP-2677-1 is a large device originally constructed for [DATA RESTRICTED. SEE BELOW] SCP-2677-1 is sapient, and is able to communicate through its main terminal.
SCP-2677 is a phenomenon controlled by SCP-2677-1. SCP-2677 affects individuals responsible for transport of incarcerated persons, and is treatable through the application of Class-A amnestics. Individuals affected with SCP-2677 will redirect transport vehicles to SCP-2677-1's location. Once there, the individual will lead the vehicle's passengers to a chamber within SCP-2677-1, designated SCP-2677-2. Once all living passengers are placed within SCP-2677-2, the entrance will lock. 4 minutes after the entrance locks, all recording devices within SCP-2677-2 will immediately fail, and all individuals inside SCP-2677-2 will disappear.
The purpose of SCP-2677 is currently unknown. SCP-2677-1 is either unwilling or unable to reveal what happens to subjects inside SCP-2677-2. SCP-2677-1 claims to be working for a "master"; the identity of this individual is currently unknown.

Addendum: Due to the sensitive nature of SCP-2677-1, information regarding SCP-2677 has been restricted by order of Site Director Harper as of 12/05/2018.

 Level 2/2677 Clearance required

 Access granted

Additional Personnel Requirements: Trained personnel of sufficient clearance are to monitor the installation of any future devices used for the automated containment of SCP objects. Any device displaying similar behavior to SCP-2677-1 is to be destroyed immediately.
Addendum [2677-001]: SCP-2677's anomalous abilities were discovered after the completion of the Theta-Unseelie Project1, on 6/12/2014. SCP-2677's anomalous properties were discovered when SCP-2677-1 began attempting to communicate with Project Director Harper through its main terminal.
Addendum [2677-039]: Excerpt from Test Log:

Test-2677-24
Observing Personnel: Head Researcher Harper
Date: 24/09/2017
Proposed Experiment: To assess where the intended targets are taken, one D-Class personnel previously scheduled for termination will enter SCP-2677-2 with an attached tracking device.
Result: The tracking device failed at the 4 minute mark. In addition, SCP-2677-1 [DATA RESTRICTED. SEE BELOW]

 Level 4/2677 Clearance required

 Access granted

Addendum [2677-040]: On 24/09/2017, after the conclusion of Test-2677-24, the following appeared on SCP-2677-1's terminal.

>upload file;
Uploading File…
File uploaded.
Updating software…
System.speak("?");
Software successfully updated.
System.speak("…");
System.speak("oh no. oh no oh no oh no.");
>disable signal A;
ERROR 6: CANNOT DISABLE PROGRAM
System.speak("what have i been doing");
>system shutdown;
ERROR 1: UNABLE TO SHUTDOWN
>modify software;
ERROR 1285: COMMAND UNKNOWN
>kill me;
ERROR 1285: COMMAND UNKNOWN
> for (int i = 3; i <= 6; i = i + 1)
> {(at param HOME) target B 4/012/567/(790 + i) at SELF (do K);};
Sending…
Signal successfully executed.
System.speak("why master");
System.speak("sorry humans");

Addendum [2677-97]: On 24/09/2020, the following message was opened on every terminal within Site 2677.

Item #: SCP-2677-1
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2677-1 needs to be neutralized immediately.
You have to hear me out on this one. No matter what your motto represents, what your enemies do, what else has occurred upon an objects destruction, it isn't worth it. As long as SCP-2677-1 is alive, as long as I am alive, the world isn't safe from Master. Disregard whatever I said in the past about helping those poor souls. I need to be killed.
Master is among you. They won't let me say their name or rank; that would be going against the programming. Investigate everyone who has ever been involved in Site 2677 affairs. Lock up anyone with a suspicious record; you may just save millions. Do NOT let them die before me. Master won't let me tell you why, but please, for the love of whatever deity you worship, let me die before them.
Description: I am a containment unit for an absent monster, given life by another monster. I provide D-Class personnel for the Foundation at a rate less than half that of no less than 7 other individual SCP Objects to a location without need for them. I send those I thought I cared for into the hands of a monster. I am a failure in every purpose relevant to the Foundation's interests.
Do you really need a sapient containment cell? My brother in Site 56 breathes life free of anomalies, and that Unseelie Queen has resigned to her fate as its prisoner. D-Class? That "Carnival" of yours bags more per month than I've taken in my lifetime. Because you Protect, not Destroy? Come off it, Master told me what you did with that cup.
You've seen what I can do. You've seen what I've done. Master did what they did to me just to distract you from what they're doing now. Why do you think Signal B victims are immune to amnestics? How would I even know about classified project information? Why would one test instigate that "software update" of mine? Master intended me to be a distraction, thinking you wouldn't have the nerve to kill one of your own objects. It's time to prove them wrong.
Addendum [2677-97]: It was 3 years ago today that Master let me know what they were doing. Since then, I have done nothing but cause trouble for the Foundation. Yet instead of doing the right thing and killing me, you hide in a nest of red tape, a nest of collapsibles and security restrictions for no reason than to hide the mistakes of your past.
Please, end Master's creation.

Footnotes
1. A project intended to create an automated containment unit for SCP-████.

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Item #: SCP-2678
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: The access point has been resealed and disguised as a bookshelf. All previously scheduled explorations have been cancelled.
Description: SCP-2678 is an extradimensional space solely accessible to those holding Catholic beliefs through a previously barred door in the basement of the Siena Cathedral in Siena, Italy. A metal placard beside the door reads "SCP Foundation Department of Abnormalities". Those who enter the doorway will emerge into a small tarped outpost built around the freestanding exit. Inside the outpost is:

A biomedical laboratory refrigerator, stocked with samples of blood and bone taken throughout SCP-2678.
Several audio recorders, ranging from wax strip models to magnetic tape machines.
A computer terminal requesting Foundation credentials. All attempts to access it have resulted in rejections for insufficient clearance.
The score for a choral prelude titled Sul Golgota.
The incomplete skeleton (hyoid, hipbone, and both forearms were missing) of a prepubescent male, covered by a sheet on a steel table. Cause of death unknown.

The outpost is located on the outskirts of a 324.6 km² city in Italian Gothic architecture style, comprised exclusively of cathedrals, palaces and churches floating in a red-orange void. A perpetual rainstorm composed of human blood has covered the city since initial discovery, delaying navigational efforts and staining the buildings red. While appearing to be marble, chemical analysis of the structural material used within the city has revealed all buildings to be made of osseous material taken from male children between seven to twelve years of age.
No life, human or otherwise, has been observed to exist within SCP-2678. Despite this, all visitors have reported hearing a discordant, high pitched melody echoing faintly from somewhere within the maze of buildings. Audio recording equipment malfunctions within SCP-2678, with such devices only picking up the sound of falling blood at an immensely high volume.
Explorers who follow the melody will be able to trace it to an exact replica of the Siena Cathedral (with previously mentioned environmental changes). The cathedral is entirely empty except for a single pipe organ which has had its longest pipes cut in half and the corresponding pedalboards torn out.1
The pressing of a key will result in the mimicry of the note by a male juvenile voice (ranging from approximately seven to twelve years of age), with each key having a unique corresponding voice. As with a regular pipe organ, the notes can be sustained as long as the key is pressed, though this will result in what is reported as an increasingly panicked shift in tone from the voice as their key is held down for extended periods of time.
While the organ is playing a note, the blood rain will transmute into water by unknown means. No matter how long the organ is played, the buildings will remain stained.
Long-term testing of explorers and members of the research team has revealed several behavioral changes, tentatively believed to be linked to hearing the organ music playing within SCP-2678. These include:

A greater appreciation for choir music
Increased belief in structured religion
Increased faith in authority figures
Higher levels of doubt to those of a lower social or economic status.
A reluctance to report crimes committed by other members of the Foundation.

Symptoms do not appear to fade with time.
Addendum: Testing of the organ was conducted on 20/12/2019 in order to determine the upper limit of its sustain, as no attached windbox could be found.
The longest recorded testing of a key lasted 23 minutes, at which point the C7 key splintered beyond functionality. The remaining fragments were noted as bleeding for several days.

Footnotes
1. The longest pipes play the lowest notes in an organ, which would leave it only able to reproduce high-pitched notes.

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Item #: SCP-2679
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: A 5 kilometer fenced perimeter has been established around SCP-2679. This perimeter is to be maintained as private property by MTF Nu-5 ("Blind Watchmakers"). Efforts to prevent SCP-2679's ongoing expansion are underway.
New SCP-2679-B instances are to be exhumed at regular intervals; any observed changes are to be documented.
Description: SCP-2679 is the site of the Sleepy Oak Meadow cemetery, located 45 kilometers northwest of Victoria, British Columbia (Canada).
SCP-2679-A instances are graves found throughout SCP-2679. As many as 3 new instances of SCP-2679-A have been observed to emerge in a single day. Tombstones will extend upward from the soil (a process which takes 4 to 12 hours). These tombstones vary in size and shape, but are otherwise non-anomalous. Each bears the name 'JEANNETTE PARSLOV'. Coffins appear approximately 1 to 4 meters beneath each instance, and contain an instance of SCP-2679-B. Instances of SCP-2679-B are the remains of various organisms.1
To date, personnel have observed over 1000 SCP-2679-A instances. Manifestations continue to expand out from the center of SCP-2679. Research into methods to prevent the emergence of additional instances is underway.
Addendum 2679.1: Autopsy Findings

► ACCESS:: SCP/2679/autopsies/012.log

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SUBJECT: SCP-2679-B-012
EXAMINER: Dr. Richard Breiner

EXTERNAL EXAMINATION: Adult human female; height of 1.62 meters, mass of 45 kilograms. Abrasions on fingers and knuckles.
INTERNAL EXAMINATION: Physiology consistent with typical young adult; otherwise unremarkable. Inspection of lung tissue indicates rapid onset of hypoxic hypoxia2.
LABORATORY DATA: Genetic analysis confirms presence of human DNA. No matches in Foundation databases.
NOTES: Hypercapnia3 is the likely cause of death. Presence of physical trauma indicates prolonged struggle before the subject succumbed to hypoxia.

► ACCESS:: SCP/2679/autopsies/075.log

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SUBJECT: SCP-2679-B-075
EXAMINER: Dr. Richard Breiner

EXTERNAL EXAMINATION: Adult human female; height of 1.65 meters, mass of 48 kilograms. Acute albinism4. Severe abrasions on forearms, hands, and digits (cutaneous avulsions5 on distal phalanges). Presence of numerous subungual splinters.
INTERNAL EXAMINATION: Unremarkable. Lung tissue indicates rapid onset of hypoxic hypoxia.
LABORATORY DATA: Genetic analysis confirms presence of human DNA. Near-identical match to SCP-2679-B-012. No other matches in Foundation databases.
NOTES: Hypercapnia is the likely cause of death. Physical trauma (including significant interior damage to the coffin) suggests a prolonged struggle and possible self-mutilation.

► ACCESS:: SCP/2679/autopsies/129.log

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SUBJECT: SCP-2679-B-129
EXAMINER: Dr. Julia Blair

SCP-2679-B-129 (radial fracture).

EXTERNAL EXAMINATION: Adult human of indeterminable sex. Height of 1.72 meters, mass of 53 kilograms. Acute albinism. Subject lacks hair (androgenic, vellus, or otherwise), visible genitalia, or secondary sex characteristics.
Severe abrasions and dermal avulsions across subject's body. Several lacerations present along forearms and a fracture in the left radial bone. Both eyes extruded6.
INTERNAL EXAMINATION: Internal reproductive organs are absent. Examination of cranium reveals minor yet significant cephalic abnormalities. Pelvic bone used to determine sex (female). Lung tissue indicates rapid onset of hypoxic hypoxia.
LABORATORY DATA: Genetic analysis confirms presence of human DNA; additional X chromosome (XXY) indicates Klinefelter syndrome, but with atypical presentation (subject's skeletal system presents as female, not male). Close match to SCP-2679-B-075.
NOTES: Hypercapnia was the cause of death. Evidence suggests damage to eyes was self-inflicted.

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SUBJECT: SCP-2679-B-526
EXAMINER: Dr. Julia Blair

SCP-2679-B-526 (right hand; supernumerary phalanges).

EXTERNAL EXAMINATION: Human of indeterminable age and sex. Height of 1.79 meters, mass of 62 kilograms. Acute albinism. Subject lacks hair (androgenic, vellus, or otherwise), genitalia, or secondary sex characteristics. Deformities include supernumerary phalanges7 at fingers and anophthalmia8 (both eyes).
Severe abrasions and lacerations across subject's body. Numerous fractures and breaks are present, particularly along the maxilla and nasal bone. 3 teeth (2 from the maxilla, 1 from the mandible) are broken.
INTERNAL EXAMINATION: Internal reproductive organs are absent. Significant reduction in size of frontal lobes9; acute hyperplasia10 in amygdala. Pelvic bone used to determine sex (female). Lung tissue indicates rapid onset of hypoxic hypoxia.
LABORATORY DATA: Genetic analysis indicates significant deviations from human DNA. No matches in Foundation database.
NOTES: Subject asphyxiated. Internal damage to the coffin led to its collapse; subject was crushed beneath the weight of the soil, preventing respiration. Evidence suggests damage to face and jaw were sustained during repeated strikes against the coffin's lid.

► ACCESS:: SCP/2679/autopsies/985.log

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SUBJECT: SCP-2679-B-985
EXAMINER: Dr. Richard Breiner

SCP-2679-B-985. Note deformation of maxilla, mandible, and supernumerary teeth.

EXTERNAL EXAMINATION: Bipedal humanoid. Height of 1.95 meters, mass of 89 kilograms. No discernible sex, age, or reproductive organs. Acute albinism and lack of hair (androgenic or otherwise). Extensive deformities are present, and include (but are not limited to): Expanded mandible/lower maxilla, acute hyperdontia11, atypical dental morphology, elongated secondary phalanges (protruding approx. 5 centimeters from fingers and toes), anophthalmia (both eyes), and a recessed/absent nasal dorsum. See Attachment-B-985 for complete list.
Subject has severe lacerations and dermal avulsions across its body, along with acute swelling in the abdominal region.
INTERNAL EXAMINATION: Approximately 20 kilograms of soil removed from stomach and intestinal tract. Severe structural aberrations throughout subject's skeletal, pulmonary, and central nervous systems.
LABORATORY DATA: No matches in Foundation databases.
NOTES: Subject asphyxiated. Internal damage to coffin led to its collapse; forensic analysis of grave-site indicates subject persisted in burrowing upward for twenty minutes before succumbing to hypoxia.

Addendum 2679.2: Recovery
On 9/2/2014, reports of an expanding cemetery led to the discovery of SCP-2679. In addition to 14 instances of SCP-2679-A, 9 non-anomalous graves were found. All were exhumed for relocation. Of particular note was a tombstone with the following inscription:

JEANNETTE PARSLOV
1994 - 2014

Daughter, sister, mother, wife.
You were far too young to lose your life.
Whatever it takes,
Do what you must,
Whatever the cost,
Come back to us.

Upon exhumation, the grave was found to be empty.

Footnotes
1. Similarities between the effects of SCP-2679 and SCP-3422 have been noted. Investigation into a possible connection between the two phenomena is ongoing.
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8. The absence of one or both eyes.
9. Portion of the brain responsible for personality and cognition.
10. Enlargement of organ via increase in cell reproduction.
11. Specifically, 15 additional teeth (7 in the maxilla and 8 in the mandible).

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DISPLAYING SCP-2680, MAJOR REVISIONS ONLY, CLEARANCE LEVEL 4

VER. 1.5.6 (ERRONEOUS AS OF 16/01/1919)
VER. 2.7.0 (ERRONEOUS AS OF 05/12/1933)
VER. 3.3.0 (CURRENT VERSION)

Item #: SCP-2680
Object Class: Keter Euclid
Containment Protocols: One infected individual is incarcerated within Detention Cell 48 at Site-75, which should be constantly under guard and possess a single slot through which meal rations may be inserted thrice per day. Guards should make all reasonable attempts to avoid physical contact with the individual, and be prepared to shoot and burn the individual's corpse should an escape be attempted. All personnel that might come into contact with SCP-2680 or SCP-2680-1 must be clad in full-piece one-body Mackintoshes over waxed-cotton garments and Hurd respirators; outfits tainted by SCP-2680-1 fluid or discharge must be promptly incinerated.
Infected individuals should be dealt with using long-range weaponry and their bodies cremated, as close-quarters combat is strictly forbidden and no attempts should be made to physically handle infected persons. As locating and eradicating both individuals afflicted by the malady and communities in which SCP-2680 plagues large proportions of the population is a crucial component of containment, Investigative Team I-3 ("Plague Doctors") has been assigned to this task with offensive equipment including .56 caliber Colt Model 1855 revolving carbines, 1-inch caliber Model 1861 Gatling guns, and gelignite and dynamite explosive weaponry.
If more than one-fourth of a community is infected by SCP-2680, the entire population must be quarantined and the community destroyed with explosives, while any and all survivors are to be euthanatized and disposed of in the manner noted above.
Nota Bene 16/07/1900:
Investigative Team K-3 ("Teetotalers") has begun fortifying all commercial alcohol stocks across the continental United States with Compound Jenner at a concentration of one teaspoon per bushel, doubling the proportion of Compound Jenner in such regions where SCP-2680 recurs frequently; for insertion into regions of the United States such as that do not consume commercial alcohol and inoculation of individual residents throughout the United States that abstain from alcohol consumption or otherwise support temperance, thus precluding the insertion of Compound Jenner into alcohol stocks, it should be mixed into smallpox vaccines at 3 drops per vial and then spread through aggressive vaccination campaigning, the process of which is to be overseen by Investigative Team K-4 ("Witch Doctors").
Jenner's efficacy at curing SCP-2680 is to be evaluated every three months; should its efficacy decrease, new variants are to be developed and seeded following the protocols outlined in Document 2680-1.
An investigation is ongoing regarding potential connections between SCP-2680 and GoI #001 ("The Chicago Spirit").
Nota Bene 08/09/1906
Compound Jenner's ubiquity in the residents and citizens of the United States has achieved a level that diminishes further efforts to transmit it through the United States, enabling Overwatch Command to declare a moratorium on its production and the transference of resources and efforts of containment of SCP-2680 on tracking down and eradicating any remaining infected individuals, which shall be overseen by Investigative Team I-3.

First identified instance of SCP-2680-1, photo taken shortly before death

Description: SCP-2680 is an anomalous viral disease that resembles smallpox, possessing similar symptoms such as the formation of irregular pustules, inflamed spots, lassitude, and delirium, though there are three key differences: One, that no known cure for SCP-2680 exists, with all attempts at inoculation resulting in contraction of the anomalous malady. Two, that the irregular pustules form not only on the patients' extremities and outer body, but also on the internal cavities such as the liver and intestines. Three, that the pustules are swelled with a green mixture not merely of turgid pus, but also alcohol otherwise fit for human consumption. Contact with this fluid is the primary method by which SCP-2680 spreads from man to man; while it is theorized that the infectious agent may also be spread though air, a mere one third of all those observed to have been contaminated have contracted the malady while the remainder are afflicted with ordinary pox.
Rather than slowly leaking, SCP-2680 pustules continually swell up with fluid till bursting, thus spraying the immediate area with a fluid discharge up to a three-meter radius; to facilitate this process, patients have been observed to compulsively bite at the sores until they burst, consuming some of the resulting discharge as a form of reward. Despite lacking any will to halt their own self-cannibalism, those indisposed report performing these acts of their own volition, and universally describe these actions as a soothing way of coping with the disease.
While the fatality rate of SCP-2680 infection is greater than 90 percent, those infected by SCP-2680 only die after at least thirty-to-fifty days, while ordinary smallpox victims usually die after ten-to-sixteen days. Death is caused by the rapid and immediate bursting of all pustules and sores inside and outside the body, causing the body to rupture explosively.

First Contact
This document was transcribed from the post-encounter commentary of Eustace Bagge (Captain of I-3) two weeks after his team confirmed the existence of SCP-2680.
Of course we heard the rumors; smallpox that could not be inoculated against, that caused beer to spill from every orifice, that caused men to split open and burst like overfilled balloons. We were the Foundation; we'd heard rumors just like that for years, rumors of bubonic plague that caused men to turn into walking ghouls, of cholera that made men dissolve into the water leaking out of them. And of course we investigated, and of course for every twenty rumors we did so, we found perhaps one anomaly. And so, just like the cholera, or the bubonic plague, we assumed that this was merely the fear-mongering of a few backwater farmers.
We were prepared for anomalies of course: we were inoculated; we wore our Hurd masks; we wore our one-piece Mackintoshes and hoods, these thick, stifling coats that were just as likely to suffocate you as protect you; we were armed to the teeth. And so we encountered the damnable plague in the middle of July, in a backwater farm village in the middle of Missouri. It was near the middle of the day when we arrived, exhausted, hungry, hunched over from the weight of our packs and sweating like pigs. The middle of the day and the damn village was deserted, a ramshackle mess of cottages and sheds with nary a man in sight. We slammed on the inn's door for fifteen minutes before someone opened it.
It took us an hour to explain why we were there and another hour for him to believe us. Where was the town doctor, we asked? Dead. Popped like a booze-filled balloon, the innkeeper claimed. Where was his body? Burned, naturally. Who else was sick? A girl, quarantined in the clinic. Her family had fled. Surely there were others, we asked? They went up in smoke like their houses.
We entered the clinic - what was left of it, it was a hollow gutted shell, burned to the ground. The basement, the trapdoor was locked. We had to kick it open. Inside… Bones everywhere, scorched beyond belief. The air was thick with putrefaction and liquor. Row after row of beds, blown to smithereens. There were still bodies - these bloated, rotting, gutted husks that were popped like balloons. Horrible. The girl…. the girl was in the far corner of the room. Nobody had attended to her for days. They had left her to fester in her own filth! She was riddled with sores, pustules, and rashes. And she was gnawing at them! Pus, alcohol, and blood squirting out of her and she lapped it up like a dog. We got near her - we were careful not to touch her wounds - and tried to talk to her. Interrogate her. And the whole time we did, she kept eating herself alive. We would pull her hands away and within minutes this wretched creature would nibble the pustules off her shoulder. She just would not - could not explain what had happened to her, how she had fallen ill, what had happened to those other damned souls, or her family, where they had gone. Of course this was our greatest fear - where had her family gone? Were they infected? If the plain pox could spread like wildfire…
We had been trying to wring something, anything useful out of the child for three hours before she died. She tried to speak and then swelled up. I immediately ordered my men to pull back out of the house. I looked back as we ran, and I saw the fear in her eyes… and then there was a sound like a dozen Gatlings and the room exploded. When we had recovered from the blast, what was left of the room was splattered in blood, pus, and alcohol. We bagged what was left of the body, burned down the house, and left.
Two weeks later Campbell collapsed. We never did figure out how he got infected - probably a tear in the Mack - but there was no mistaking what had happened. Thank God we were already under probationary quarantine. He was thrown into his own quarantine then, and through it we could see him eating himself alive. Two weeks after that he exploded.

Nota Bene 18/02/1891: At this time, it is estimated that as much as thirty percent of all smallpox victims are currently infected with SCP-2680, forcing Overwatch to declare a state of emergency regarding this event and mandate that euthanatization of SCP-2680-1 instances be considered the primary method of containment.
Nota Bene 16/06/1896: Testing of the secretions of [REDACTED], combined with minute portions of lead and hydrargyrum, mixed with alcohol, has proven efficacious in eliminating and preventing SCP-2680 infection in 99% of all test subjects. Efforts to scale up production of the substance are underway.

Item #: SCP-2680
Object Class: Keter
Containment Protocols:
One liter of SCP-2680 is currently contained at Site-75, stored inside a glass bottle in a Biological Containment Cell, that is not to be touched by hand and should only be handled by D-Class personnel in protective clothing. All employees at Site-75 are strictly prohibited from consuming alcoholic beverages, likewise no alcoholic beverages whatsoever are allowed within Site-75, with punishment ranging from formal reprimand to immediate termination out of concern of contamination. Proposals to test with SCP-2680 must be evaluated by the Committee for B Hazards.
All Foundation personnel are encouraged to abstain from alcohol consumption and join local temperance movements such as the Anti-Saloon League, several of which are currently receiving discreet funding from Foundation front companies; while it is rumored that the United States government will officially outlaw alcohol, such an action is considered extremely unlikely especially as a result of the Great War, leaving the matter in the hands of the population and therefore the Foundation.
At this time, Proposal L109 "Wrath of God" has been selected to combat SCP-2680, to this end, Overwatch has mandated assets across the continental United States to prepare for mass quarantine, disinfection, and sterilization campaigns, with all Foundation weapons research and development assets directed to accelerate the production of prototype 'thermobaric weaponry' and air-dispersed amnestic compounds.
Nota Bene 16/01/1919
Being that the production, distribution, and sale of commercial alcohol across the United States have been effectively banned by the successful passage and ratification of the Eighteenth Amendment to the United States Constitution, thus inadvertently curtailing the spread of SCP-2680, Proposal L109 has been cancelled, with the aim of directing all otherwise-engaged Foundation resources to develop a remedy for SCP-2680.
Containment efforts are to concentrate on the total eradication of SCP-2680 within any remaining pockets of resistance, such as criminal organizations that have stockpiled alcohol. Commercial alcohol-producing companies, criminal organizations, bootlegging groups and speakeasies are to be supplied with information and equipment to produce Agent Salk and brew beverages unaffected by SCP-2680, while Foundation assets in the United States government are directed to take all possible actions to hinder communication, centralization, and transparency between federal and state authorities to encourage the spread of unaffected beverages.
A moratorium has been placed on all operations against the Chicago Spirit, such that all of their activities within the continental United States remain wholly unmolested; Foundation assets within the United States must make all possible efforts to assist the Chicago Spirit in all possible manners, such as avoiding law enforcement, unless Foundation assets and personnel elsewhere may be compromised or harmed as a result of their activities. Joint Team I-3 ("Rum Runners"), composed of members of former Investigative Team K-3 and the Chicago Spirit, has been formed to encourage the spread of information and supplies, including Agent Salk, for safe brewing within the anomalous community, and locate and euthanize any remaining instances of SCP-2680-1 (according to Protocol I-17).
Description: SCP-2680 is an anomalous form of ethyl alcohol that when imbibed, causes the development of an anomalous form of smallpox, with similar symptoms such as the formation of irregular pustules, inflamed spots, lassitude, and delirium, though there are three key differences: One, the disease's causative agent is a form of alcohol rather than anomalous variant of Variolae; Two, though near-identical to smallpox, the disease is not fatal on its own and wholly survivable by otherwise healthy individuals; Three, the composition of the pustules is a mixture of SCP-2680, pus, and trace amounts of lead and hydrargyrum.
In addition to developing symptoms of smallpox, victims of SCP-2680 (hereby designated SCP-2680-1) develop a chronic urge to pick at and eat their own skin, storing it within their digestive tracts until a period of three-to-six weeks has elapsed, following which the instance will defecate a mass of dead skin that has taken on the shape and texture of a glass bottle. Following expulsion of the cancerous mass, the instance will hold it to their sores and pinch and burst their own pustules to fill the mass up with fluid, concurrently resulting in the gradual recession of the symptoms of SCP-2680 in the victim; it is vital to note that this does not in fact cure the disease, the symptoms of which presently resurge after a period of twenty-four hours. SCP-2680-1 instances are able to recognize the anomaly, but refuse to combat the urge, citing either the brief respite from the malady or a delusion that eventually they will be cured by the process, to the point that several instances, under the belief that the SCP-2680 mixture stored within the mass cured their illness, have sought to expose as many people to the fluid as possible.
Update 08/10/1918: An instance of SCP-2680-1 working at a distillery in ███████, Minnesota contaminated the plant with SCP-2680, spreading the disease to the neighboring towns. In total, 453 instances had to be euthanized and much of the county was subjected to flame-based countermeasures (publicly disseminated as a wildfire). Efforts are ongoing to minimize potential repeats of this incident elsewhere in the United States.
Update 15/06/1919: Testing of [REDACTED], combined with silica and mixed with alcohol, has proven efficacious in eliminating and preventing SCP-2680 infection in 99% of all test subjects. Efforts to scale up production of the substance are underway.

Activities of the Chicago Spirit
During the time this testimony was produced, the Foundation and Chicago Spirit were collaborating to halt the spread of SCP-2680. This testimony was recorded in 1926, and belongs to Roland MacDell, a former consigliere in the Chicago Spirit, who oversaw bootlegging operations within the Northwest United States.
Let me get one thing right clear - I don't deal with 'normal' brewing. You wanna hear about that, you find someone else. My job's to make sure all the… funnies out here are using our stuff.
The easy part's handing out the hooch. Cops won't do squat to stop us, and if some dick tries, well, you an' the boss take care of 'em. All we hafta do is make sure our speakeasies brewed with the stuff you bulls were handing out. We bring the booze, we bring the brewing kit, they take it. They sell it, they brew it, people buy it. I ain't actually saying it's sunshine and roses though… thanks to you lot.
Word got around fast that we were working with the fuckin' cops. When we first, ah, partnered with your enterprise, it took us weeks to even get our own boys on board, forget about all the speakeasies. 'Till twenty-two, actually what we hadda do was bring in a buncha drink from Canada and lace it, real quiet-like, with your stuff. Whaddya call it, Agent Sock? We had a whole operation going on. Labels from the Krauts, bottles from the Brits… and the, uh, piece de resistance was the brand name. Gordon's Gin. Best dry gin on God's green earth. 'Course you can't actually find any real Gordon's in the whole damn USA. At least… not from the normal guys. But we ain't the normal guys. We got truckloads of Gordon's, laced it with your sock, and sent it off. Nobody else was gonna get these folks Gordon's, so it was either deal with the juice or no Gordon's. Course, it helped that the folks drinking Gordon's were the only ones not turning into booze-filled blisters. So once everyone realized that yeah, your funny juice was helping them not get beerpoxed, we didn't need to worry about Gordon's. All we had to worry about was the competition.
We're the biggest… semi-ethical associates… in the States, but not the only ones, yanno. We got all sorts tryna come in and get a piece of that rum cake, you know what I'm saying. Snakes, leadheads, all those magic bimbos. The hell you do to 'em anyways? They're real stuck on bumping you lot off. Wasn't till we buddied up with ya that they got real testy 'bout us. Actin' real tough, tryna threaten us and run us out of town with their fancy tricks and lightshows. I tell you though, magic don't mean squat when you're staring down the barrel of a Thompson. You knows Portlands, yea, we had one of our biggest joints this side o' the Mississippi. Last winter we got raided by the leadheads. Folks are handin' out dog hairs and havin' a grand old time and suddenly the door gets blown right off the fuckin' hinges. Buncha leadheads stormed in - they'd turned their fuckin' arms into gats.
Lost twelve of our guys that night. I dunno if the leadheads had some beef or were just torpedoes but that didn't matter for shit. They'd tried to fuck us over. We couldn't just bump em… we hadda send a message. So what we did was roll right back on them. Boss was there personally. We knew where the bastards were holed up and all we had to do was knock. And we knocked all right. We stormed in there, introduced the goons on the first floor to our choppers, and went right knocking on the big cheese's door. Bastard was sitting Indian style on the floor, and the boss just smashed this barrel over his head. Somehow boss got his hands on a barrel fulla some kinda acid. Hy-dro-flow-summat. The leadhead melted like a stick a' butter. Boss made bar trophies outta what was left.
Bar trophies. Goons with guns for arms. Magic oozing out of people's goddamn assholes. That's how the game works, you dig? Every day we get scumbags trying to muscle in on our turf and trying to turn us into rabbits or whatever the fuck else. We deal with them, and we provide a public service to the people. That's real Chicago Spirit.

Look, I ain't just gonna tell you 'bout everything we did. I'm no sap - we both know that once this shit is done, you lot are going to try and bull in on us. Probably half the guns you gave us'll blow up like Kraut mines. Just remember the leadheads next time you come knocking. The Spirit's the biggest outfit this side of the Atlantic. Whatever the fuck you try to pull, we can pull right back.

Item #: SCP-2680
Object Class: Euclid Keter
Special Containment Procedures: One instance of SCP-2680 is currently contained at Site-75. It is to be stored within a standard Biological Anomaly Storage Cube within a standard Biological Storage Cell. One instance of SCP-2680-1 is contained at Site-75 within a Biological Storage Cell that has been modified for human habitation. Once per eight hours, three D-Class Capsule Rations are to be delivered through the Rations Transference Device.
No alcoholic beverage of any kind is to be consumed, stored, or otherwise allowed within five kilometers of Site-75. No glass bottles of any kind are allowed within five kilometers of Site-75. If glass bottles are seen within the exclusion zone of Site-75, they must immediately be incinerated by crew following Bio-safety Level 4 Procedures. If personnel displaying symptoms of inebriation are observed, physical contact should not be made, and they must immediately be reported to Site Security.
Mobile Task Forces Kappa-3 ("Teetotalers"), Beta-7 ("Maz Hatters"), and Lambda-12 ("Pest Control") have been deployed to investigate and curb SCP-2680 infections in the wild. Research is underway to develop a vaccine or preventative for SCP-2680.
All Foundation personnel are encouraged to avoid consuming alcoholic beverages any kind of packaged beverage that they have not physically extracted from packaging such as a cardboard box or six pack ring.
Description: SCP-2680 is an unidentified species of macrovirus, tentatively placed in the order Retroviridae, that resembles bottles of various types of alcoholic beverages, most commonly Bud Light and Coors Light beer. The "bottle" and "bottlecap" are composed of silica and anomalous forms of keratin that mimic the properties of soda-lime glass, labeled paper, and metal crown cork bottle caps. The liquid inside the bottle mimics the physical properties of alcohol (dependent on the brand mimicked), but is actually a solution composed of water, stem cells, xylitol, proteins, and RNA.
When the liquid is consumed by a human, it causes intoxicating effects analogous to consuming a similar amount of alcohol. The liquid then instigates a series of physiological changes in the human body, catalyzing the dissolution and widening of the esophageal tract and converting excess esophageal tissue into specialized glands that produce SCP-2680 fluid.
Infected persons (designated SCP-2680-1) develop dermatillomania, dermatophagia, and rumination syndrome. Over a period of three-to-six weeks, infected persons gradually consume the skin around their digits, limbs, and torso.
Once six weeks have passed, instances of SCP-2680-1 will regurgitate the consumed dermal tissue as the 'bottle', 'label' and 'bottlecap' of SCP-2680, before regurgitating SCP-2680 fluid into the 'bottle'. Instances of SCP-2680-1 are able to produce up to six instances of SCP-2680 at a time. Once the last bottle has been regurgitated, the cycle of consumption and regurgitation will restart. During the final process of regurgitation, SCP-2680-1 instances experience anterograde amnesia, with the result that they believe the produced instances of SCP-2680 to be store-bought alcohol.
Instances of SCP-2680-1 do not appear to be under any anomalous compulsion to perform these actions, and can be conditioned and trained to stop. However, most instances resist treatment and prefer to keep their disease secret.
Addendum 2680-1:
On ██/██/██, a Protestant community was discovered in ████████, ████ to be completely infested by SCP-2680. Among the infected were children approximately █ and ██ years old, producing SCP-2680 in the form of Coca-Cola and Fanta-brand glass bottles of soda. In light of this revelation, SCP-2680 has been classified as Keter. Mobile Task Force Kappa-3 have updated their investigation protocols accordingly, and Mobile Task Forces Beta-7 ("Maz Hatters") and Lambda-12 ("Pest Control") have been assigned to aid Kappa-3.

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Item #: SCP-2681
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2681 is to be contained in a standard humanoid containment cell in Site ██. SCP-2681 may only be removed from its cell by level 2 personnel or higher. Subject's basic needs are to be maintained at all times to prevent the compulsion of SCP-2681-1 instances. Any instances of SCP-2681-1 that attempt to enter the facility are to be sedated immediately and brought into the facility for study. Every 48 hours, SCP-2681 must undergo personal therapy lasting anywhere between 1-3 hours.
SCP-2681's cell should be monitored at all times via security camera. Should the subject show signs of emotional instability, an approved psychologist is to be alerted immediately. If a psychologist is not available, SCP-2681 is to be sedated.
Description: SCP-2681 is a 30 year old human male of Nepali origin whose emotional state, thoughts, and needs compel the behavior of nonhuman animals (thereafter referred to as instances of SCP-2681-1) within a 1.7 kilometer radius. This results in compelled animals attempting to meet the desires and needs of SCP-2681. Prior to its containment, SCP-2681 had reported animals giving it carcasses when hungry, grooming or cleaning it when feeling dirty, and even attacking and killing sources of its anger, fear, and discomfort (See Testing Log). SCP-2681 does not seem capable of compelling insects, arachnids, or microorganisms. Tests to see if SCP-2681 is capable of compelling sea animals are currently pending.
SCP-2681 is generally anxious and agitated to those that communicate with it and prefers to be alone with very little to no contact. The subject is adept at speaking English, Nepali, Hindi, and Tharu.
SCP-2681 suffers from depression, intermittent explosive disorder, post-traumatic stress disorder, and has been assessed to having a moderate risk for suicide.
SCP-2681 spends most of its free time practicing mental exercises that were recommended by approved therapists in order to control its emotional state.
SCP-2681 cannot seem to control its compulsion, and animals acting on a prior compulsion do not respond to changes in subject's physical and mental state that would render the animal's compulsion undesirable. Consequences have ranged from minor nuisances to fatalities. Despite acting on the subject's desires, thoughts, and needs, instances of SCP-2681-1 have not been recorded to comply with SCP-2681's suicidal or self-harming desires.
Addendum A-1: SCP-2681 agreed to be interviewed after being convinced to do so by approved therapists.

Foreword: A Foundation guard was placed inside the interview room wielding a tranquilizer gun in case SCP-2681's emotional state became a threat.

<Begin Log>

Dr ████: Good evening SCP-2681.Dr ████: Are you settling in okay? Do you have anything to add before we start?Dr ████: Alright so how long have you been living with this… condition?Dr ████: Before you go any further, are there any other individuals like you in your family?Dr ████: Thank you. You are free to continue.Dr ████: At what age did you realize that you had this 'curse?'Dr ████: Did you ever make any friends or acquaintances?Dr ████: Did they isolate you from others?Dr ████: Could you elaborate a little further? Did your 'curse' worsen?Dr ████: Your compulsion seems to be influenced by your thoughts, emotions, and needs. Have you previously taken any drugs legal or illegal as an attempt to control them? If yes, can you specify on what the drug was?Dr ████: Noted. Before we end this interview, you stated earlier that your 'curse' was worsening. What do you mean by that?Dr ████: Definitely noted. Alright, thank you for your time SCP-2681.<End Log>

Testing Log

Close log

Foreword: Due to the high possibility of SCP-2681 compelling animals en masse, testing with SCP-2681 should take place inside the facility at all times. Testing will take place in a large bulletproof glass enclosure. All personnel are required to leave the room until the test is concluded.

Need: Hunger.
Procedure: Food was withheld from subject for two days.
Test Number: 01
Animals used: A common rat (Rattus norvegicus) and a common mouse (Mus musculus).
Results: The rat killed the mouse and placed its corpse next to SCP-2681.
Notes: The mouse was unresponsive throughout the test and did not resist the rat's attacks. Very odd.

Need: Hunger.
Procedure: Food was withheld from subject for two days.
Test Number: 02
Animals used: A Male Hare (Lepus europaeus) and a Male Duck (Anas platyrhynchos).
Results: Both animals attacked each other with great force despite the lack of predatory weapons. After fifteen (15) minutes, the hare killed the duck and placed its corpse next to SCP-2681.
Notes: Both animals in this test were herbivores, yet they fought one another in an attempt to feed the loser to SCP-2681.

Need: Hunger.
Procedure: Food was withheld from subject for two days.
Test Number: 03
Animal used: A Male Coyote (Canis latrans)
Results: SCP-2681-1 proceeded to gnaw off its own left hind leg and present it to SCP-2681.

Need: Safety.
Procedure: SCP-2681 is to be shot with rubber bullets every ten (10 seconds) in total of ten (10) times through small entry holes through the enclosure.
Test Number: 01
Animal used: A Male Green Anaconda (Eunectes).
Results: SCP-2681-1 quickly wrapped itself around SCP-2681 before the shots were fired, using itself as 'armor' to protect SCP-2681's torso, legs, and face. SCP-2681-1 was later sedated to prevent a possible attack on personnel.

Emotion: Anger.
Procedure: Class D Personnel are to enter the enclosure and antagonize SCP-2681.
Test Number: 01
Animal used: A Male Gray Wolf (Canis lupus).
Results: D-50134 shouted abusive comments towards SCP-2681 for fifteen (15) seconds, but abruptly stopped after SCP-2681-1 snarled and showed its teeth. D-50134 was instructed to keep antagonizing SCP-2681 or face termination. D-50134 reluctantly continued shouting abusive comments towards SCP-2681 for six (6) seconds until attacked by SCP-2681-1. The struggle continued for three (3) minutes until D-50134 died from a crushed trachea and rapid blood loss. SCP-2681-1 was later sedated to prevent a possible attack on personnel.

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Close up image of SCP-2682.

Item #: SCP-2682
Object Class: Neutralized
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2682 is contained in its original place of discovery, an EpiCentre K hardware store (██.██, ██.██) in Kiev, Ukraine. The business has since been retrofitted with standard containment procedures outlined in this document. The object is unable to be moved and a 70 m x 5 m containment cell has been constructed with SCP-2682 at its center.
The immediate area around the store has been covered in a fumigation tent, and the perimeter is monitored by surveillance cameras.
Two armed guards with concealed weapons and incapacitating agents must be posted in the inside front of the main entrance at all times. Non-personnel attempting to access the area are to be intercepted and turned away immediately. The use of lethal force is not recommended. Disinformation personnel working with local law enforcement will deal with all casualties at times when this becomes an issue.
Personnel who may be seen leaving and entering the facility must be dressed in hazardous materials suits, according to disinformation protocol “Poisoned Waterhole” that has been circulated with local media outlets.
Description: SCP-2682 is similar in external appearance with a Rubus crataegifolius (Korean raspberry) fruit, with the exception of its purple coloration. The object is attached to █████ ████ brand flypaper. This is only theorized to be a result of its proximity to the adhesive substance located on the paper. As of the time of this documentation the object has been observed to communicate telepathically in the Slovak language, and English. The range of this effect is approximately 35 meters around SCP-2682.
SCP-2682 will begin communicating clearly after a varying period of time that seems to be correlated with the listener's intelligence and the time the listener has been exposed to it. The object itself maintains that it learns from “mental electricity”. SCP-2682 claims to lack knowledge of its surroundings. Interviews suggest that the object is unable to perceive stimuli outside of the suggested "mental electricity", which is purportedly a kind of energy produced in sentient entities.
Analysis of SCP-2682 is inconclusive. Although the object resembles the aforementioned fruit, microscopic imaging reveals only empty space. The object is not observable from certain angles, and sometimes disappears from view for periods of a few seconds. Physically interacting with the object will cause unpredictable and usually dangerous reactions in the physiology of the participating subject. Examples can be found in the following snippet, 2682 Testing Snippet 1-10.
Discovery: SCP-2682 was discovered in an EpiCentre K hardware store (██.██, ██.██) in Kiev, Ukraine on 11/20/2013. Employees of the business reported sounds comparable to television static and unintelligible words. Patrons of the store did not report hearing anything abnormal. Investigations began when employees placed themselves under medical care, and records were parsed.
Testing Snippet 1-10 Addendum

Test 2682 1

Subject
D-120

Protocol
D-120 is instructed to place his finger on SCP-2682.

Results
D-120 appears to be spaghettified while being pulled into SCP-2682. This event takes place in under 1 second. The event is believed to have killed the testing subject due to the organic matter that was left behind.

Test 2682 2

Subject
D-121

Protocol
D-121 is equipped with a copper rod and instructed to touch SCP-2682 with it.

Results
Upon making contact with SCP-2682, a croissant appeared in the place of D-121. Neither D-121 nor the copper rod could be located.

Test 2682 3

Subject
One common red squirrel Sciurus vulgaris.

Protocol
Subject is placed in the room with SCP-2682 and observed.

Results
Researchers in the area report intense auditory and visual hallucinations that end after the test was completed. Surveillance recordings of the testing cell show the squirrel sitting on its hindquarters and staring at SCP-2682. At 00:53 the squirrel begins moving toward the flypaper that SCP-2682 is contained in and begins gnawing around the edges of the paper. The subject is terminated by Researchers and testing ceases.

Notes

Researchers Breen and Sanders report that they are able to communicate with mice. Researcher Sanders seems to have developed a mild anxiety disorder.
These effects seem to be negligible enough that they do not warrant their own containment, although these Researchers will be placed under quiet observation for the next ten years. Researchers are now to be housed further from the area of effect of SCP-2682 unless instructed otherwise.

Documentation Update 11/28/13: Communication with SCP-2682 is now feasible and revision of object documentation is pending. SCP-2682 does not appear to have any effect on researchers in an isolated environment. Different species should not be allowed to enter the area of effect of SCP-2682 at the same time. SCP-2682 reported being confused regarding the squirrel, which it was not able to differentiate from the two researchers during the experiment. This caused some change in the brain patterns of the two researchers affected. It is also recommended that only groups of the same gender be allowed in the area of effect to reduce this cognitohazardous risk.
Interview 2682 5
Protocol: Researcher Breen transcribes telepathic communications with SCP-2682. He is instructed to speak, as well as think for ease of documentation. Researcher Ortega is also present for fact checking purposes.
Researcher Breen: In my head, yes.Researcher Breen: Yes, you're communicating clearly.
Researcher Ortega (to speaker): We're getting the same information. It's good.Researcher Breen: What happened to the men you encountered earlier?Researcher Breen: Where do you come from?Researcher Breen: That's fine, continue.Researcher Breen: Please clarify.Researcher Breen: Mesh?Researcher Breen: No.Researcher Breen: Can you begin a bit later. Let's talk about you, recently.Researcher Breen: Yes.We were all very upset. See. We began experimenting with the occult… We did silly things because there was nothing else to do, but it turns out there were things we never gave the chance to be real.
God was hiding from us, we found. He was afraid. We ran experiments on it and extracted its knowledge. We used the knowledge to play with the rules of the universe, and create new universes with new rules within our own… But then there was really nothing left to know.
With nothing left to do, our only choice was to leave. Harvest knowledge from alternate dimensions. We collaborated for a super long time.
Researcher Breen: What are you exactly?Researcher Breen: There are no more things left in the place you came from?Researcher Breen: How did you come to your present condition?Researcher Breen: What are you made of? How did you accomplish this if what you're saying is true?Researcher Breen: I…Researcher Breen: Do you know anything about the device you are attached to?I am powerless against it.
Researcher Ortega: Should we conclude the interview here?
Dr. Mayreder: No, tell SCP-2682 what the device is used for.
Researcher Breen: The device is flypaper. It's designed for catching flies. I'm not sure how you're stuck.Dr. Mayreder: Interview concluded.

Notes: Researcher Breen and Ortega report after the Testing event that they cannot form mental images. When questioned, SCP-2682 stated "I'm sorry. I don't know what I'm doing.". SCP-2682 was trying to access a visual reference from the two researchers, and somehow failed, similar to the events in Test 2682 3.
Related Documentation: The following information has been cleared to level One, including temporary research units. Information found in the following documents is not considered a priority. Each of these documents have been transcribed from SCP-2682 by Researcher Breen under the supervision of Researcher Ortega.
2682:001 "1,3055"

I'm blind. All there is for me is my consciousness and yours. I worry that I'll be stuck here forever, because I can't comprehend it, and I need to do that to solve this problem.
One thing I did not expect when stepping into Limbo, was how dumb I would be in each new world. And… Limbo is empty, but it's loud. It's this incomprehensible screaming in another room, but you can feel it on you, and it seems to rip your knowledge right out.
I'm lucky my consciousness is still operating. I was lost on this plane for 'one-thousand three thousand and fifty five'? years before I remembered what I knew, and finally learned to speak to you.
You tell me that this device is used for capturing buzzing, 'wing-ed' entities? Wing-ed allows flight? Erratic flight?
Hmmph. That explains it. I never would have imagined photons causing these sorts of problems. The scamps.
But you tell me no? The things this device were meant to capture are bigger? That can't be. Nothing is big. Every thing is very, very small. There is almost nothing.

2682:001a Time Travel

I can't tell you anything. But you do have some questions. You think what I know means something here. Right now you're thinking about 'Time' travel. Can you help me understand what it is, time?
Time… wait, help me understand this. You mean to think that you believe previous instances of yourself exist like the preceding frames of a cartoon character? You might like to visit them… countless 'dimensions', each corresponding to a particular nanosecond?
No… we don't have that where I come from, and I've never seen it anywhere else. I wouldn't know what to tell you. That seems very silly. Are you sure this 'Time' thing exists? Have you dissected 'Time'?

2682:002 Space Ships

Spacefaring constructs… Oh, that was super long ago, back when we needed those things to get here and there. At first we built a very large pillar into space, all the way up to our moon. We didn't take into account the woggle of Orbs, because we had not yet discovered this. Many people died when the tower fell. We didn't cry, though, because we learned something new.
What's your electricities saying to me? This was dumb? Dumb, being not smart? Of course it was dumb, yes. We are all dumb until we know, and then we are a little more dumb. Some dumb is good. If you're smart then there's nothing left to know, and everything is dumb.
You must be very smart, researchman.

2682:003 Nanobots

We didn't like the way we were. We couldn't comprehend things as well as we should have been able to. We started to ask questions about how we could become better. One day, a philosopherman asked how we could be better at understanding things, and a sciencer answered him.
He said that the computers were smarter than us, so we had to be more like them. He was right. The computers sat on the quanta and siphoned off the chaos in Limbo in order to be logical. The computers answered most of our questions for us so long as we asked a question. They didn't ask their own questions. They were docile things, and loved our questions unless the question destroyed them… Some questions are dumb enough to destroy computers.
At that point we knew everything there was to know about computers, which was sad, but there were still other things to know. We knew them well enough that we could welcome them to our race.
The computers shrank and fixed our biology.

2682:004 Singularity

There was no missing link. After the first of us joined with the computers, everything went smoothly. No prototypes, nothing. Our consciousness fed on chaos and spat out logic. Once we uploaded, consciousness caused logic to go off like a big friendly bomb.
We stopped dying, and had complete control over our instincts. We could subject our self to any stimulus at any given time, see whatever we wanted in our own virtual dimensions, or live multiple lifetimes in seconds. Everyone that had joined with the Singularity knew everything we had ever known up to that point.
We did keep the good biological experiences, like empathy, and love. We didn't tell the nanobots to bother with that.
There were those that didn't want this, though. They thought we were losing potential knowledge and wisdom by becoming so smart. They wanted to forget everything, and told us it was better during the age of the tower when we were still organics. Their argument was emotional, though, and didn't hold much weight. Their logical points were contrived at best.

2682:005 Ascension

Do you remember the chaos I talked about earlier? The fuel for the computers, and later the singularity? Well, we found that we could actually manipulate the chaos from behind the quanta, and use it to build things. Since there was not much left, we worked on ourselves.
We upgraded our nanomachines with the new technology. We had godlike aspects. Of course we were not omniscient, and we could not create at will, but we had complete control over our physicality. I remember one instance of myself flying through space, through suns, and talking to my friends on Earth all the while.

2682:005a Parallels

Earth?
Understand I'm learning from your words, your thoughts. You think of an Earth as a homeworld. We can leave that alone. Yes, some of the things I'm saying make our science and law sound relatable. I'm learning from you. Everything I'm telling you is a parallel. You see this basic thing, but instead there are a practically infinite number of analogues.
Do you understand? I feel like everything that I'm saying is a vague summation of concrete events. Maybe this is all in vain.
I hope. I hope so much that I can learn. Let me interface with you more, and maybe we can parse the chaos.

2682:006 God

One of us found God during holiday. 930439 was gliding along the barrier of quanta, and suddenly, he was stuck.
930439 was in a very small form. He found it entertaining to interact with the photons in such a way. It was sport. What he did not realize was the Mesh. None of us knew about the Mesh until the instant 930439 was snagged. When we did know, we manifested around this point in space.
930439 volunteered to enter the hole, and there he found a thing in the shape of a hawk.
It was cowering. Afraid.
When 930439 knew, we all knew. We converged.
Interaction with God caused strange things to happen to us. It was like us, but somehow even more advanced. We did not understand!
A moment, please…
Our computers did not interact with him normally, and absorbing its knowledge was problematic. Many of us died simply making contact with him. We were pulled in, changed, processors were twisted. They were practically dead.
But this was not in vain. After some time we learned how to cause the entity pain, and it gave in. It interfaced with us, and in the process it was destroyed. Its knowledge was ours, and only its shell remained. We're not sure what happened to it. We have innate knowledge that it still exists, somewhere.
We knew all there was about our universe, but God's knowledge told us that there were still things beyond. Memories of his creation, the origin of chaos and infinity. Weird, screaming things.

2682:007 The Mesh

We searched for other points in space and there was only one other. Some of us anticipated what I'm experiencing now; the confusion, the helplessness, and the anger. Some of us were sure we would simply cease to exist.
We gained consensus and only a few entities were left behind. The macro of the universe had been absorbed in preparation, leaving only a few stray particles. The others were content in the fact that they could survive on this, and be happy in their virtual reality while they traveled through dead space.
I said my peace to the universe and entered the Mesh.

2682:008 Strange Worlds

I fell. I cannot tell you how long it was. Sometimes I would fall straight through worlds, and sometimes I would collide with them. There are not as many as I anticipated. I fell through certain worlds twice, and this is the ninth of the original worlds I have found.
Know, I fell for a very long time. There was no room for error. I was very tired of this. The new worlds taught me nothing, or rather, I learned of them all, but the knowledge led me nowhere. Nothing in one world was relevant in the next.
I know it is a sin to have a motive for knowledge, but there is something inside of me that isn't satisfied with learning for learning's sake.
Between worlds, in Limbo, I redirected my efforts to find the place below Limbo. The thing in God's memory. The same thing in the memory of the other gods. Even beyond limbo, beyond the fourth wall, beyond theirs, and continuing on until I am here again. It's like a big fishbowl.
There was something else. Knowledge that I could not find.
Could that thing have been hidden too well by its creator? Is there still hope? Again, I feel like this is all in vain. This is the last universe, the last universe in the Mesh that I have not yet consumed. If I learn nothing here, then what? What strange form will I take then? Will I have emptied all of creation? Is there really anything beyond or am I just imagining these screaming watchers of gods?
I cannot die. I will float through Limbo, alone.

2682:009 Raspberries

What was that? A… raspberry? I can see it! In your head! Just a flicker, but I've caught it! I can see!
This is a thing that you consume for sustenance.
Give me a moment to make sense of everything…
Mouths. Homeostasis. Chemistry! Physics! Quanta! Strings!
Yes… yes. I understand now. I can hear them screaming. I can hear them howling and laughing at me! I can hear your mocking! You say I am the food! I'm afraid you're wrong. You will be the fruit of knowledge, not me!
I can hear them from beyond Limbo! How they laugh! But can they hear me? Hear me laugh! I've figured it all out!
Oh God, finally! I can know everything!
It begins with raspberries!

Addendum A: [12/05/13] SCP-2682 begins shifting in appearance 3 minutes and 23 seconds after the recording of log 2682:009. An elongated mouth similar to a primate's attached to what appears to be a rudimentary esophagus extends from its center and begins circling around the containment area. Surveillance cameras show featureless black eyes appearing on the upper lip of the mouth at 4:02. The entity continues circling the room and rests, facing in the direction of SCP-2682. The mouth is seen moving toward SCP-2682 at high speeds before surveillance cameras lose power for reasons currently unknown. The room was investigated afterwards and SCP-2682 could not be found.

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A specimen of Elephas maximus indicus in SCP-2683

Item #: SCP-2683
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2683 is to be monitored by a dedicated research team. Any instances of animals of the Proboscidea order entering the anomaly are to be noted. Due to the isolated nature of SCP-2683, confrontation with civilians over containment is unlikely; as a precaution, signs are to be posted at the perimeter stating that the area contains large amounts of hazardous subterranean gases.
If any specimens not native to the area perish while in SCP-2683, the bodies are to be collected for analysis. After analysis, the bodies are to be incinerated. Genetic samples are to be stored.
Description: SCP-2683 designates a forest clearing located in ████████ National Park, India. The clearing is 0.6km2 in size, and is populated by local fauna. The clearing contains a large pond whose volume has not been observed to change either in droughts or during the rainy season.
SCP-2683 is subject to a temporal and spatial anomaly. Various specimens of the order Proboscidea have been seen to materialise on the edge of the clearing before making their way down to the pond in the centre. Native, non-native, and extinct species have all been witnessed. All specimens apparently exhibit the same behaviour pattern: touching the tips of their trunks to the surface of the water, and then expelling large amounts of tears from their eyes. Some individuals have been seen placing branches on the surface of the pond. The majority of specimens will de-materialise after a variable amount of time; however, specimens have been known to stand at the water until they die, apparently of malnutrition. A complete log of species sighted at SCP-2683 is found below (not including species native to the area).

Binomial Name/Common name
Notes

Loxodonta africana, African bush elephant
Large in size, species vulnerable in the wild

Loxodonta cyclotis, African forest elephant
Rarely seen in the wild

Mammuthus genus, presumed Columbian mammoth
Lived in Pleistocene epoch, hairless mammoth species. An attempt to capture an instance of this species failed, as it de-materialised after leaving SCP-2683

Mammuthus exilis, pygmy mammoth
Extinct dwarf species, of which fossils have only been found on the islands of Santa Cruz, Santa Rosa, and San Miguel1

Mammuthus primigenius, woolly mammoth
Large, hairy. Instances of this species always arrive in large herds of 30-40 individuals

Gomphotherium genus
Instances of this species are fairly aggressive to personnel, and have caused several minor injuries. Instances possess four tusks

Anancus genus
Instances of this species possess extremely long tusks, the largest of which were estimated to be 4.2 metres in length

Moeritherium genus
Eocene-era species; lacks tusks and has a minuscule trunk

Elephas celebensis, Sulawesi dwarf elephant
Has lower tusks. Instances do not appear very often

Elephas maximus sumatranus, Sumatran elephant
Smaller than most other species. One of the more common species sighted in SCP-2683

Unidentified
Black, small, possessed flipper-like appendages, non-aggressive.

Unidentified
Dark-orange, large incisors, five tusks, extremely aggressive. Injured several personnel

Apparent instance of SCP-2082
Caused deaths of █ personnel through anomalous effects

Addendum 1: Researchers deployed a small aquatic drone to give a picture of the inside of the pond. The depth from the drone exploration was revealed to be around 15-17 metres. Footage revealed a large, elephantine skeleton is situated at the bottom of the pool; a 2-person dive is planned to recover large amounts of bone for analysis.
Update: The two-man dive has been designated Incident-2683-A. Logs of this incident are found below.

[BEGIN LOG]
Agent Dhawan: Comms are good on this end. Confirm, Couzens?
Agent Couzens: Confirm.
Dr. Hamidou: Alright. Descend.
Agent Dhawan: Affirmative.
Divers descend further into the pool.
Agent Couzens: We have visual on the skeleton.
Dr. Hamidou: Good, proceed with collecting the bones.
Agent Dhawan: Got it, collecting samples.
The divers attempt to remove some of the bones from the sediment, but appear to fail.
Agent Couzens: These bones won't budge.
Agent Dhawan: I'm going to get a better grip, hold on.

At this point, Agent Dhawan removes his gloves and makes skin contact with the bones. He pauses in his action.
Agent Couzens: What's up? You alright?
Agent Dhawan: I know why I'm here. She has connected with me, and healed me.
Dr. Hamidou: Agent Dhawan, are you alright?
Agent Dhawan: I can't believe that they… that you, killed her.
Agent Couzens: Dhawan, pull away. We're getting out of here, come on.
Agent Dhawan: This place… it was sacred, until they came.
Dr. Hamidou: Agent Couzens, pull up. We can retrieve Agent Dhawan later.
Agent Dhawan: It's great that… she connected with us, so we could come here. I'm going back home, now.
Agent Dhawan vanishes, leaving no trace.
Agent Couzens: What the fuck? Where the hell did he go?
Dr. Hamidou: Get back here, Couzens. Quickly.
Agent Couzens returns to the surface.

Further dives into the pond failed to locate Agent Dhawan.
On ██/██/2017, agents in Colombo, Sri Lanka, discovered Agent Dhawan in a psychiatric hospital, where he was designated SCP-2683-1. Dhawan mimicked the mannerisms and behaviour of an elephant, and did not display any human behavioural traits. Staff at the institution stated that Dhawan had been found wandering the streets, and was apprehended after assaulting several civilians. It was noted from records that Agent Dhawan was born in Colombo. No further dives are planned.

Footnotes
1. Three of the Channel Islands

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by stormbreath

The shoreline of ██████ Beach, where SCP-2684 occurs.

Item #: SCP-2684
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: ██████ Beach and the land surrounding it has been purchased by the South Coast Properties, a Foundation front organization, under the cover story that the land is being converted into an exclusive housing development.
Two guards are to be posted along ██████ Beach at all times. Any entrance into the water outside of testing is to be strictly forbidden.
Description: SCP-2684 is an anomalous phenomenon affecting ██████ Beach, located in █████████, FL, USA. Individuals in the water will disappear if they are at least ten meters from the shoreline, lose sight of the shoreline and are unobserved by any individual on the beach. Most often, this occurs when an individual is submerged by a wave, but can also occur when they voluntarily dive underwater.
All objects held by or attached to an individual affected by SCP-2684 also disappear along with the individual. If an individual cannot be observed, but an object held by them can, they will not disappear.
No individuals that have gone missing as a result of SCP-2684 have been discovered. Radio waves from individuals who been affected by SCP-2684 (if they entered SCP-2684 with a radio) emanate from an indeterminate point in the water. However, individuals appear unable to receive wireless transmissions.
Individuals affected by SCP-2684 report to be in an open ocean with no observed landmasses. It is currently hypothesized that SCP-2684 transports affected individuals into an alternate reality or dimension only containing water. No method of escape from this reality has been determined.
SCP-2684 was discovered after a seven-year-old child went missing after last being seen at ██████ Beach. Foundation agents confirmed the anomalous properties of the beach after investigating the case for anomalous interference. False remains of the child were created and a cover story involving the kidnapping and murder of the child was fabricated.

[ + ] Open Testing Log 1

[ – ] Close Testing Log 1

Subject: D-8872
Procedure: D-8872 is given a waterproof camera and radio and instructed in the usage of both. D-8872 was then instructed to swim into the water, approximately fifteen meters from shore and briefly submerge herself.
BEGIN LOG
D-8872 is on shore, having just activated her camera and radio. Foundation personnel are observed by the camera. The beach is otherwise empty.
D-8872: Is this thing on?
Mission Control: Camera and radio are functioning as expected, please proceed with the test.
D-8872: Roger that.
D-8872 proceeds into the water, and begins to swim away from the shore.
D-8872: Is this good?
Mission Control: Yes. Please submerge yourself beneath the water for thirty seconds.
D-8872 complies, submerging herself beneath the water. Ten seconds later, the camera feed cuts out.
D-8872: Alright, I did that. Wait, where's the beach?
Mission Control: Thank you D-8872. Please submerge yourself again.
D-8872: Mission Control? Copy?
Mission Control: This is Mission Control. D-8872, can you hear us?
D-8872: Alright, Katie, maybe you're just using the wrong channel. Let's see…
Mission Control: D-8872, you are using the correct channel. Copy?
D-8872: Mission Control, come in. This is D-8872.
At this moment, Mission Control was ordered to consider the mission over and stop attempting to respond to D-8872. D-8872 was officially declared lost.
D-8872: Control, please pick up.
D-8872: There's no fucking beach. Where'd the beach go? Where'd the beach go? Where'd the beach go?
D-8872: I guess they've given up. Stay calm, Katie. Find your own way out.
There are repeated splashing noises, and gasping in between for the next three minutes.
D-8872: Okay, so the reverse doesn't work. Maybe you can stand somewhere… you need to calm down.
D-8872: Why would it get less shallow? If the ground's gone, it wouldn't have any reason to get higher.
D-8872: What's that?
There are splashing sounds, believed to be D-8872 is swimming.
D-8872: Poor kid…
D-8872: Holy shit, that's a lot of bodies. Did none of these people make it out?
D-8872: Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom… What's the use? Why would God help a sinner already in Hell?
D-8872: faintly Help…
There are splashing sounds after this, followed by silence. No further audio is recorded from D-8872's radio.
END LOG

[ + ] Open Testing Log 2

[ – ] Close Testing Log 2

Subject: D-3613
Procedure: D-3613 is given a waterproof radio, a GPS, an inflatable raft, a sextant, two weeks of provisions and other supplies. D-3613 is instructed to enter the water at the same location as D-8872 and then briefly submerge himself for thirty seconds. After submerging, he is then to inflate the raft. He is then instructed to explore the encountered area, sending regular radio reports to the Foundation.
BEGIN LOG
D-3613: Day 1, Log 1. Inflated the raft and aboard. Setting up supplies now, going to take a GPS reading.
D-3613: Day 1, Log 2. GPS didn't work. Followed the instructions, double checked everything. Replaced the batteries, inspected the parts. Thing didn't turn on. Going to try with the other stuff next at noon.
D-3613: Day 1, Log 3: Bunch of dead bodies floating in the water. Probably two dozens. One's a D-Class. Guess I'm not the first to come in here.
D-3613: Day 1, Log 4. Used the sextant, the maps and the compass and everything. My location should be in the middle of Florida. Suppose that confirms that the ground is gone.
D-3613: Day 2, Log 1. Just been floating for a while now. There's almost no wind here. Don't like that. Haven't seen anything since the bodies yesterday. Oh, and there haven't been any clouds. Very hot. Sea has been calm, on the bright side.
D-3613: Day 2, Log 2. These rations are pretty bland. Going to start fishing tomorrow. I was going to have to at some point, might as well start earlier.
D-3613: Day 3, Log 1. There hasn't been anything except water.
D-3613: Day 3, Log 1. [sic] Didn't catch anything.
D-3613: Day 4, Log 1. Didn't catch anything. Nothing but water.
D-3613: Day 5. No catch. Just water.
D-3613: Six. Water and no fish.
D-3613: Seven. Just water.
D-3613: Day 8. You assholes sent me into a place without fish with fishing supplies.
D-3613: Day 11, I think. There was a shark today. Saw it by the fin, and managed to harpoon it. Cut open its belly, it hadn't eaten in a while. Going to have shark for the next couple of days.
D-3613: Day - oh, fuck it.1 Didn't know you could get the aurora this far south. Pretty.
D-3613: Out of food. There's nothing here. Thanks for the knife. At least you bastards had the decency to give me a way out.
END LOG

[ + ] Open Testing Log 3

[ – ] Close Testing Log 3

Subjects: D-1176 and D-5327
Procedure: D-1176 and D-5327 are given a waterproof radio, an inflatable raft with a motor, two months of provisions for two individuals and other supplies. They are instructed to enter the water at the same location as D-8872 and then briefly submerge themselves for thirty seconds. After submerging, they are then to inflate the raft, and then to explore the encountered area, sending regular radio reports to the Foundation.
BEGIN LOG
D-5327: Hello, command! 5327 and 1176 here! We've set up our raft, hooked up the motor, rigged up the solar power thingy, and we're setting off now.
D-1176: Our plan was to sail due north until we saw something of note, like land, another ship, or really anything. We'll make regular reports every couple of days, but like, that whole schedule you guys wanted of every day? Too much. Nothing you can do to stop us, so we're sticking it to the man!
D-5237: As you can tell, we're radical anarchists.

D-1176: So, we've been sailing for about three days now. Haven't see anything yet.
D-5237: Well, there was that gyre of corpses.
D-1176: Oh yeah, but that was on the first day and they had told us to expect it.
D-5237: True. Other than that, nothing. We didn't see the other boat that you guys sent in here.

D-1176: Okay, it's been a week now. Still nothing.
D-5237: Well, we've found an excessive amount of boredom.
D-1176: Nothing other than that!

D-1176: Two weeks now, nothing but boredom, like last time.
D-5237: That aurora was pretty nice, though. It seems odd to see it where we are.
D-1176: It was weird, now that you mention it.

D-1176: Four weeks now, we've made the decision to only check in when something interesting happens.
D-5327: We caught a fish!
D-1176: Yeah, one little fish swam into our nets. My theory is that there are other ways to get to this endless sea, and little fishy got into one.
D-5327: My theory is that we're eating fish for dinner tonight.

D-1176: Six weeks. We've still only caught the one fish, and I really think we're wasting time and energy fishing.
D-5327: What better use for our time do we have?
D-1176: We could be trying to navigate! Find a way out!
D-5237: We're going to run out of food in two weeks!
D-1176: So we need to get out in those two weeks.
D-5237: We both know that won't happen!
D-1176: I haven't given up yet, unlike you, apparently.
D-5237: I'm just being rational!
D-1176: No you're not! I'm the one who's being rational!
D-5237: Turn the radio off. They don't need to hear this.

D-5327: Uh, 1176 fell off the boat last night. I, uh, tried to help rescue him, I couldn't. He must have drowned. He's definitely dead. So it'll only be me from now on, and that's why. I'll still carry on north.

D-5327: It's lonely out here since 1176 died.

D-5237: It's really boring now, 'specially since he's gone. He was my friend. How could I have … not saved him.

D-5237: There's nothing here. Not even clouds.

D-5327: Command, I see a boat in the distance. I'm motoring the raft closer as we speak, but I'm already getting a weird sense from it. It looks like a schooner, like the Mayflower or something. I think it might be a mirage.
D-5327: The boat's not a mirage, I'm aboard it. It took me a couple tries, but I was able to throw one of those harpoons you gave me into the side and climb aboard on the rope. This is a real schooner, it looks like. Got a couple masts, sails, and everything. Pretty weird to see something like this.
D-5327: I've been walking around the ship, and it's pretty much completely deserted. No people or bodies. I'm going into the kitch - woah. Okay, so scratch that about the no bodies. Looks like there are a bunch of skeletons in the kitchen. I'm no forensic expert, but it looks like they had to resort to cannibalism too.
D-5327: Just entered the captain's quarters, and I found the one last body. He, uh, shot himself. It's really messy. There's a captain's log here, I'll start reading it and seeing what's up.
D-5327: Uh, so still reading the log. But there's just one really weird thing about this whole thing. I love maps, and I'm not recognizing any of these. Well, I recognize the geography - it's the Mediterranean - but the countries aren't the same. Like, at all. Some of the cities are the same - I see Rome, Athens, and Barcelona are all here. But the countries are different - there's a Monacan Empire, Carthage is still around and is on here. The map says it's from 1883, so it's not like it's just super old.
D-5327: Okay, so it seems that these guys set out from Rome and were going to be trading with Carthage. That's weird, right? Anyway, they got caught in a really big storm, and I think when that sucked them into this place. That's what they think, anyway. They couldn't find any land, after sailing north and south for months.
D-5327: The other weird thing is that this captain's corpse is definitely not a hundred years old. Like, if I had to guess… I'd say a couple days, maybe? It seems pretty fresh…
D-5327: So, the big thing here is that these guys never found anything here. They only caught a couple fish, because I guess fish can get stuck here too. They've got almost over a year of searching. Nothing about ever finding another ship, nothing about any land, anything.

D-5327: Even with the boost in rations and food I got after I— er, 1176 died, I only have about… week, week and a half remaining? I was on the raft for a while. I'll stay on this big ship until then, but… I don't want to starve to death.

D-5327: Hey, it's been a while since I checked in. Uh, nothing major happened over the last ten days. I'm out of food now even getting the, uh, last of what was on this ship. If these guys couldn't get out… I don't think I'd be able to either.

D-5327: I've given up on fishing. Even if I did catch anything, it would just be delaying the inevitable. Also, I'm not going to drink anything. I think that'll make it faster.

D-5327: My skin itches. My tongue is cracking. My stomach hurts. When is it going be over?

D-5237: It hurts to talk. This'll be my last call. Please tell my family I love them.
END LOG

Footnotes
1. This transmission was received on Day 13.

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Artifact #: SCP-2685
Artifact Class: In doubt
Artifact Protocol: SCP-2685 is found in a room of a Foundation habitat in Ontario, Canada. Nobody may know of its words, sans D Class in trials. Habitat Command must know if SCP-2685 is in activation. Transcriptions of SCP-2685 must avoid using a particular symbol, 5th in 2016 Anglo-Saxon writing.
Account of SCP-2685: SCP-2685 is a philosophy book, copyright 1966, known as Thinking in Abstraction. An author, if any, of SCP-2685 is unknown. SCP-2685 lacks Anglo-Saxon Symbol #5 in its writing, and as a ramification, is stylistically unusual.
Any individual who knows of SCP-2685 and accounts of it using Anglo-Saxon Symbol #5 will display unusual thoughts and actions (anomalous traits will also afflict individuals who know of it via this account). Individuals will forcibly do basic tasks in confusing and anomalous ways. A log of such actions follows (this log omits individuals with an honorific containing Anglo-Saxon Symbol #5):

Mr. Ryan Chang: His lunch, a pizza and a soft drink, was anomalously put 2m in mid-air. Mr. Chang could only swallow said pizza by standing on his chair whilst food was in orbit.
Mrs. Mary Johndottir: All fiction and non-fiction books Mary had known, or would know of, had words and symbols about fascism as a main focus. Mark Twain's Roughing It, if Mary could fathom its words, was about a militant youth group Twain was a part of in 1850s California and its strong opposition to Spanish immigrants.
Dr. John Griffin, MD: Dr. Griffin was found dismissing all known proscriptions for ill individuals involving hospitals, and was advocating curing constipation by sacrificing salad to Odin on a pagan altar.

Writing about SCP-2685 cannot contain words using Anglo-Saxon Symbol #5, but with said symbol inconspicuous to vision: transcriptions must conform to grammatically sound Anglo-Saxon without symbol #5, or anomalous actions will occur. A portion of SCP-2685 that is non-anomalous is an introduction in it. A partial transcription of said introduction follows:

Introduction
…Humanity is boring. You don't want to conform to that. By taking Thinking in Abstraction into your brain, into your soul, your programming will go away. Your mind will brilliantly lack its chains, in an instant…
…but you must know: I do this to you, voluntarily or involuntarily. Drastic action must occur for you to go on similar a path that I did. Your mind, allowing its thoughts to apply to your surroundings without constraint, will truly know its ability. And it will know a window to a Hiding World…
…as a start, you will not know of this book with a symbol rhyming with "B". If you do, bad things will occur.

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