_DarkPutty_ - SCP Sandbox III

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Item #: XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be kept in a standard testing chamber, attended by no fewer than two armed guards at all times. Access to the chamber outside of testing requires approval from Dr. Rerot and Site Administer █████. Access is forbidden until further notice. This includes janitorial staff. See addendum SCP-XXXX-A. Personnel subjected to the anomalous effects of SCP-XXXX are to be considered lost, and no recovery efforts are to be made. In the event of any on-site security failure, stationed guards are to enter, lock the door, and await further instructions. Testing is to be conducted at the discretion of Dr. Rerot. Testing is forbidden until further notice. See Addendum XXXX-A.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a stone fountain exhibiting anomalous violation of both mass conservation and locality. The fountain continuously produces water without an external source. Consumption of the liquid present in SCP-XXXX results in instantaneous transportation to an unknown area. This effect is not present in water collected and removed from SCP-XXXX. Testing suggests no anomalous character in water collected from SCP-XXXX.

Addendum-XXXX-D

Discovery:

SCP-XXXX was discovered in Mendocino National Forest in the United States by a civilian hiker, David Drockins who reported it to National Park Service law enforcement. Noting the lack of an external water source, responding Park Rangers contacted local police. {According to Wikipedia, Park Rangers are feds, I'm not sure why they would call local police} Responding police officers instructed the Park Rangers to transport SCP-XXXX to a ranger station and wait for investigators. {Why does law enforcement care to begin with? Why are the cops in charge of the rangers? Why don't the cops put the fountain under police protection?} A foundation asset embedded in the Mendocino Police Department, Agent █████, arrived at the Ranger station and found only one Ranger, cowering underneath a tree. Foundation operatives were dispatched to the station and charged with examination and seizure of SCP-XXXX, culminating in its relocation to Site-64. David Drockins and the Ranger were detained. After questioning, they were amnesticized and released.

Interview XXXX-D-1

Interviewer: Level 4 Researcher Dr. Rerot

Interviewed: David Drockins

Foreword: David Drockins was interviewed at the request of Agent █████.

Dr. Rerot: Hello, Mr. Drockins. Thank you for being cooperative with us.

David Drockins: Of course. Can I ask why I was detained? Also, who are you with?

Dr. Rerot: We are with the National Park Service. We need to ask some questions about the fountain you've found. Would that be okay?

David Drockins: I guess so.

Dr. Rerot: Excellent. First, did you notice anything unusual about the fountain?

David Drockins: Yeah, actually- me and the rangers. When I found the fountain it was at the bottom of the trail. I found it odd so I called the Park Service and told them about it. When they arrived we found out it had no water connected to it.

Dr. Rerot: Well that is very unusual. Thank you. Now, Did you interact with the fountain in any way while waiting for the Rangers?

David Drockins: I did slide down and took a look, but it just looked like a normal fountain- aside from the whole "no water" thing, that is.

Dr. Rerot: Please tell me what happened after the Rangers arrived.

David Drockins: The Rangers noticed it not having a water source also. They were told by authorities to move the fountain to their station. They let me continue hiking until you guys picked me up.

Dr. Rerot: I think we're done here. Thank you for your cooperation. We are very sorry for the trouble this may have caused. Please follow me and we can check you out of here.

<End Log, [November 21, 2013. 15:33 PM]>

Closing Statement: David Rerot was amnesticized and released.

Notes: Dr. Rerot: He only knew about the water thing. We didn't need to interview him. We just needed to administer amnestics.

Interviewer: Dr. Rerot:

Interviewed: Park Ranger Allen Grode

Foreword: Allen Grode was one of the Park Rangers who recovered SCP-XXXX. Grode exhibited marked emotional distress before and during the interview.

Dr. Rerot: Hello, Ranger Grode. Thank you for your cooperation. I need to ask a few questions about what happened. Are you able to answer them or should we give you some time to relax?

Allen Grode: I don't know. I'll try my best.

Dr. Rerot: That's all we need. Can you tell me what happened after you took the fountain to the ranger station?

Allen Grode: We put down the fountain and waited for MPD to arrive. My partner, Jack, was with me. He was fine for the first 5 minutes but then he poked around. I walked up to him and he said we should see what was giving it water.

Grode pauses.

Dr. Rerot: Please, continue.

Allen Grode: I told him to wait for the others to arrive but he kept messing with it. I just sat back down and watched him. Then he leaned down to the fountain and just- I don't - know! He just vanished into thin air! I swore I saw him just fade out. I-

Dr. Rerot: Calm down, Ranger Grode. Explain how it happened.

Allen Grode: I just told you! He faded into thin air! I can't explain it any better. After he vanished, I panicked and just sat down and waited for him to maybe reappear, but he didn't.

Dr. Rerot: Do you think there is a reason he vanished?

Allen Grode: I don't know, but I think he drank from it.

Dr. Rerot: Thank you, Ranger. I'm sorry this happened to you. I'll give you the room to collect yourself before you go.

**<End Log, [November 21, 2013. 16:22 PM]

Closing Statement: We have a better understanding of the fountain now. Let's set up temporary containment protocols to make sure nothing happens to our staff. I am tentatively recommending "Safe" classification. I recommend that Allen be amnesticized and given a new identity. -Dr. Rerot

Experiment XXXX-1: On November 24, 2013, object was formally designated SCP-XXXX after careful review by Site Administrator ████. Investigation into the mechanism of its anomalous transportation was ordered by Dr. Rerot. A D-class personnel, D-9412, was provided with a head mounted camera streaming to an on-site observation deck, standard-issue meal rations, a canteen, and a radio.

Experiment XXXX-1:

Foreword: D-9412 was instructed to drink from the fountain. The subject vanished and a live video feed was established.

D-9412: [Groaning] My —— head.

Dr. Rerot: D-9412, Stand up and observe your surroundings.

D-9412 grunts.

D-9412: Fine.

D-9412 stands up and began observing his surroundings. The entire observable area consisted of sand dunes as well as sandstone formations. Behind D-9412 is a exact replica of SCP-XXXX. D-9412 ordered to place a beacon on the fountain.

D-9412: Ugh for —— sakes its hot here!

Dr. Rerot: Is there a high area you can see? A view point? If so please move to that area.

D-9412: Yeah, there's a sandstone cliff near me. It looks decently high. I'll go take a look.

D-9412 reaches the sandstone cliff and positions the camera to show a large area of the dimension. The observable area closely resembles a desert. No manmade structures or life forms are currently in view.

Dr. Rerot: I would like you to explore the dimension you are in. See if you can't find any structures or unusual objects.

D-9412: How am I gonna get outta here?

Dr. Rerot: We have procedures in place. Please continue to be cooperative.

D-9412: Yeah sure.

D-9412 continues walking for 20 minutes. No other structures of lifeforms found. D-9412 requested to be returned. Request Denied. D-9412 continued to travel 40 more minutes. Dr. Rerot ordered the test to be ended as proper exploration of the dimension requires long term preparations. D-9412 was instructed to return to the fountain and drink from it. Immediately after drinking, the stream cuts to static as D-9412 materializes at the original SCP-XXXX. D-9412 given medical examination and debriefed. Dimension now classified as SCP-XXXX-1.

Revision XXXX-1

Addendum SCP-XXXX-A

Exploration-XXXX-1

Exploration XXXX-1: //On December 11, 2013, Dr. Rerot, MTF Lambda-5 Member Agent Luis, and D-5721, were briefed on their exploration. They were given SCP-109, 1 month worth of food rations as well as basic desert survival tools. They were instructed to document their exploration with a voice recorder as well as take pictures of items of interest. //

Day 1: This is Dr. Rerot. Ugh that was not a soft landing. We were told to put a beacon on the fountain so we can return after 2 weeks. 2 weeks of walking, 2 weeks of returning. We started our exploration by walking to the viewpoint where D-9412 stood. We took a look of our surroundings and it looked just like a normal desert. We decided to walk towards what we think is North for today. Didn't encounter much. Luis was complaining about the heat. The D-Class was complaining about the meal rations. I honestly can't blame them. Even with a infinite water supply it was still insanely hot. Turns out there is a day and night cycle here. Also turns out it gets really cold at night here too. We setup camp and underneath a sandstone ridge. Day 1 end log.

Day 2: We broke camp after we woke up and went in the same direction we went in yesterday. It felt a bit cooler than before so that was nice. The D-Class entertained us with stories about life in prison. Honestly it was quite interesting. Luis annoyed us by talking about his "Amazing at home workout regiment" for an hour straight. If there was ever a time I wanted to shoot someone. Nothing very interesting today. Just….more sand. So much sand.

Day 3: I wonder if we will come across that Rangers body here. Maybe. Its been a few weeks. He has to be dead now.

Day 4: We found something interesting today. We were walking underneath a ridge to avoid the sun and we came across an old torn up bag. It looked like its been there for at least a few hundred years. It was made of leather also. We took a picture of it and stuck it in our bags for analysis. Guess that means there were humans here. Or someone drank out of that thing a long time ago.

Day 5: My legs hurt from walking this much. The D-Class also. As for Luis I can see he is in pain also. But he just puts on the fakest damn "I'm tough" look ever and says it's because we don't do enough leg stretches. If there was ever a face I wanted to punch so bad.

Day 6: We came across a small group of sandstone houses. They were empty but were still relatively intact. There was a message etched onto a sandstone board. We couldn't recognize the language so we took pictures of the board and the settlement. It was almost evening anyway so we camped there.

Day 7: Luis and I had a scuffle today. He took SCP-109 to rinse his hair out and lost it for like 10 minutes. If we lose that canteen we're dead. I told him to be more careful next time and you know what the bitch said to me? "Mind your own fucking business doc!" IT AIN'T YOUR BUSINESS! IF WE LOSE THAT DAMN CANTEEN WE'RE FUCKING DEAD. He pushed me and I socked him in the jaw. The D-Class broke us up but Luis pulled his gun on him. I pulled mine on Luis. We both calmed down and broke camp. Nothing interesting today. I'll be sure to file a conduct complaint if we get out of place.

Day 8: Sandstorm….Fucking Sandstorm. FUCK! We can't travel in the storm. We took shelter in our tent. We're waiting it out right now but we need to hurry a little if we are to find anything else.

Day 9: The storm ended that night. We waited until morning to continue. On our way we found a corpse. The body was mummified. He had a book on him but it was in that same damn language. We took the book and a sample of the mummy.

Day 10: Luis shot the D-Class in the leg. The D-Class got into a argument with Luis. Something about rations. Luis fucking shot him. I did my best to stop the bleeding with whatever we had. I took Luis's gun from him and warned him that if he pulled shit like this again, I will fucking kill the bastard. I fucking mean it.

Day 10: I don't get the point of coming here. Its all sand and occasional buildings or corpses. What's to know? I want to get out of here. The D-Class's wound is swelling. I fear he might not make it. I'm doing my best to stop it from getting infected.

Day 11: We found an oasis. A small lake with plants and trees around it. Guess we found our first life form. There was also several boats on the shore. One of them had a net of fish bones. Though no fish in the lake for some reason. We took pictures, ran analysis and set up camp there. The D-Class's leg seemed to be getting a bit better.

Day 12: I don't think our rations will last the trip back if we don't leave now. Its only two more days anyway. I think we found enough. We're heading back now.

Day 13: Luis tried to take his gun back today. We were breaking camp when I saw him digging through my pack. The bastard must've thought he could kill me and the D-Class and get away with it. I pulled him away from my pack and punched him. He tried to stab me. He got me in the leg. He was about to finish me off when he took a bullet to the head. The D-Class saved my ass. The admin will flip his shit when he hears about this. They'll try to terminate him. I gotta save him. I stiched my leg the best I could. I think I can make it.

Dr. Rerot and D-5721 materialized in SCP-XXXX chamber after 24 days. Both were suffering from malnourishment. Both were treated and debriefed. Following review of pictures and the audio recordings, it has been determined that SCP-XXXX-1 once had civilization. Books recovered from SCP-XXXX-1 were translated from Sumerian and reads as follows:

We were the first of the world….We thrived for thousands of years. Then the Second World came. The King Sargon ruled. We wanted peace. We wanted friendship with the Second World. We send our Kings to meet Sargon. He killed them. Slain the people who guided us to prosperity. He sent his most savage warlord to our land. He presented us our king's head. We were told to bow to Mesopotamia. To be slaves to their people. We chose to protect our freedom. So King Sargon waged war. They burned our fields, sacked our houses, killed our women and children. used the power of the gods to banish our land away to a empty realm. Our land filled that realm. We cannot leave. We must stay and survive. Start anew. No one from the true world will know about us. We will be forgotten by their history. But we shall make our own. -The True First Civilization

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