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A rushed sketch of SCP-5767 done by Dr. Kalum Gouming. Note: Its body is very faintly outlined in blue.
Item #: SCP-5767
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5767 is to be contained in 8 x 8 x 10m standard humanoid containment cell, but is permitted to leave her cell with supervision from two or more authorized personnel, once in a 4-day period, for up to 30 minutes at a time. She may interact with any authorized personnel who have not been observed to have the following mental conditions: phasmophobia, tristophobia, or any form and/or severity of anxiety or depression. SCP-5767 needs the care, supervision, and interactions from certain personnel to remain stable. When “unstable,” SCP-5767 will turn into SCP-5767-1, which is impossible to contain by any means, and its object class is to be treated as Keter.
Description: SCP-5767 is a semi-transparent entity of 1.5 meters in height. SCP-5767 bears a humanoid appearance, similar to that of an average 17-19 year old girl, but with a few key differences. SCP-5767 has no discernable neck. SCP-5767 has large, black circles where eyes would be, with two trails of black, each connected to the bottom of each circle, going further down the face of SCP-5767. SCP-5767 has no discernable nose, ears or mouth, but is still able to communicate. SCP-5767 has no substance from the pelvis down, instead only a mass of the material that forms the rest of SCP-5767 is pulled down by gravity into a vague cone shape. A bluish-white mist makes up the form of SCP-5767. Dr. Zac Fendale, Dr. Rumor Leonardo, and one other scientist at Site-62 who wishes to remain anonymous, are in charge of supervising SCP-5767. Mark Borwahl, who was responsible for first initiating SCP-5767-1 has been terminated as of the date 09/01/2019.
Addendum, 11/12/2019, Note found on Dr. Fendale’s desk 229 hours ago:
((SCP-5767 has taken a liking to me recently. I’m genuinely glad she’s feeling a bit better. She’s begun to call me by my first name, instead of what everyone else has called me by; my formal title, Dr. Fendale. I recently asked SCP-5767 if she remembers the name that she had when she was alive. She responded by telling me that she remembers everything from her past life, even things that she would sooner forget than remember. I told her that everyone has those kinds of memories. She said her name was Fiorel Lowe. Isn’t that a beautiful name, Dr. ██████? Fiorel? If I ever have a daughter, I’m naming her Fiorel, and no one in hell’s going to stop me.
Fiorel trusts me.
That’s something that only a handful of people can say. I’m one of the only people in this goddamned facility that stands between us and an SCP out for the world to gawk at. Although, it’d probably just be another reason for those [EXPLETIVE] over at Site-91 to look at us workers at Site-112 and call us losers.
But that’s not going to happen.
Because thanks to us three, she has someone to talk to and lean on in times of need. She trusts us. She doesn’t want to leave.
Because she’s happy here.
The ploratoid ghost… is happy.
~Doctor Zac Patrick Fendale, Doctor ██████ ██████, Doctor █████ ███, & Doctor Rumor Seandra Leonardo.))
Site-112 has confirmed through multiple discussions with SCP-5767 that the events depicted in this note are based in fact, and the original name of SCP-5767 was Fiorel Shannon Lowe, a girl of Jamaican descent, until she died of a cancerous tumor on 12/31/1999. Further investigations might be needed.
Addendum, 07/29/2020, Notable excerpts from a 4-hour private interview with SCP-5767, initiated by Dr. Leonardo
SCP-5767: Why do you keep calling my time outside my cell “dog walks?”
Dr. Leonardo: Because a dog walk is what the other people at Site-112 seem to understand it best as. Just like a dog, you need some activity to remain stable.
SCP-5767: Why do I feel insulted by that…
skip ahead 42 minutes
SCP-5767: What are some of the other specimens that they have around different facilities, then?
Dr. Leonardo: The ones I'm the most frustrated about are SCP-248, which are like stickers that you put on other things, and they repair themselves… I can’t believe they have them all shoved in a lockbox instead of actually fixing the pipes leading here. But nope, I guess borderline slave labor works too.
SCP-5767: …That’s completely malicious.
Dr. Leonardo: I wish I was allowed to complain.
skip ahead 193 minutes
Dr. Leonardo: Do you ever wish you could go home?
SCP-5767: This place is my home.
Dr. Leonardo: I mean, back to where your family is?
SCP-5767: You are my family.
