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Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: The village located in ███████ has been contained by the Foundation and converted into site-█. Any roads leading to this location have been blocked off and redirected.

Nobody outside of testing purposes without explicit permission from the Senior Researcher are to enter SCP-XXXX and it is to be under surveillance at all times.

Anyone seen within the grounds of SCP-XXXX are to be immediately detained and taken for questioning. It is unknown whether escape from SCP-XXXX is possible, though should anyone be found and debriefed, a cover story will be provided assuming the duration of their stay was substantial prior to their release.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a house within a small abandoned village located on the outskirts of ███████. The village has been long uninhabited and contains numerous abandoned buildings. SCP-XXXX contains a door, unlike any other building observed throughout the area, which when entered transports anyone entering into SCP-XXXX-1. Once entered, the victim will notice the building seems much cleaner than that which was shown from the outside. The interior portrays a completely spotless and well kept house with working electricity and running water. The victim will also notice the time of day has now shifted to night as looking out of the windows shows the outside being devoid of any light. This will remain for the entire duration of their stay within SCP-XXXX-1 as it does not have any day-night cycle. Time is also much slower inside SCP-XXX-1 and it can take up to 2 months for an inhabitant to feel any effects of tiredness.

It is unknown how many people currently inhabit SCP-XXXX-1 as anyone to enter does not seem to have encountered one another. It is entirely possible each victim is transported to a new version each time. Gathered data suggests that each victim is entirely alone within the area. The village inside SCP-XXXX-1 seems to be endless and changes around the victim, the location of the house they find themselves in when entering changing locations when out of sight as seen from collected data.

An inhabitant of SCP-XXXX-1 may find themselves not alone as several mentions of SCP-XXXX-2 are made from collected data. SCP-XXXX-2 seems harmless, remaining in hiding and keeping SCP-XXXX-1 clean and tidy when out of sight. SCP-XXXX-2 also seems to dispose of any corpses and personal belongings from SCP-XXXX-1 and bury them within the backyard of SCP-XXXX.

During an inhabitants stay within SCP-XXXX-1, a sense of calmness and happiness overcomes them whenever they are within the house. The adverse effect is had however when leaving the house, causing the victim to feel gradual growing effects of depression, anxiety and a constant need to be back within the house. SCP-XXXX-1 removes all negative feelings and keeps any inhabitant feeling completely relaxed even when faced with certain death when kept within the house for a long period of time.

It is unknown whether there is a way to exit SCP-XXXX-1 once it has been entered though none has been found as of present time.

Incident-XXXX-1: An A4 notebook was found within the backyard of SCP-XXXX and brought to the attention of the Foundation on ██/██/20██. Upon receiving this notebook, SCP-XXXX was inspected and the backyard was excavated to discover █ human corpses buried within the dirt. The notebook contains what seems like school work within the first half, the second half containing details of presumably one of the buried victim's time within SCP-XXXX-1 which is transcribed below.

+ Transcription of A4 notebook detailing Incident-XXXX-1

BASED ON A TRUE STORY

I've always found diaries to be stupid but I guess I don't have anything else to do at this point. If I'm not alive when I'm found, it's best this is at least out there. Someone else can explain it. So, I'm in somewhat of a difficult situation. Some reeeaaally weird shit is going on and I'm not quite sure how to even explain it.
Okay. Alright, I go exploring sometimes. Well not exactly often but I like to just explore different areas. Somewhat like urban exploring, abandoned buildings and areas are nice to see. A few friends and I were visiting a local nearby village. As far as we'd heard, nobody lives there anymore and it's been completely abandoned for decades now. Probably full of crack dealers or has some weird satanic cult that gather there so we wanted to go during the day and leave before it would get too dark. Thing is, that didn't quite work out.
We were exploring buildings of course, just looking around to see what we could find. As always, there was graffiti and vandalism around most of the town as is standard for most of these ventures. Even found a couple of syringes on the floor because abandoned areas are popular hot spots for this kind of stuff. Building after building, nothing incredibly interesting. Though it was fun whilst it lasted.

As standard I kept exploring until I walked through one of the buildings that surprisingly still had a door on it. Slightly stiff, I had to give it a few nudges for it to give way and open up. It was still bright outside, I thought I'd be fine to walk in alone and my two friends would just follow when they were done in the building across the road.
To my astonishment, the whole building was like it was still brand new! Hell, someone could've been living here for all I was aware. I mean, what the hell, I could've just claimed that house as my own right there and then, it was beautiful! I swear, I almost did. Eventually, I completely lost track of time. I don't know how long I was in that house but when I looked outside, it was pitch fucking black. There's no way I was in there for longer than 20 minutes! How the hell did it get so late within that time?! The house was well lit at least, all electricity working. Even a fake fireplace within the living room. In a way, I wish I'd have just stayed there.

At this point, I had also realised my friends were not with me. I shouted for them yet received no response. Simply silence. It's funny though, I didn't actually mind. I felt so comfortable and safe and calm in that house. I didn't really want to leave. So, I didn't. Not for a while at least. Just kinda stayed there waiting for the sun to rise. Why not right? No way was I about to wander an abandoned hellhole in the absolute darkness. I've seen enough horror movies. Man, I'm staying away from any of that.
Weirdly enough though, the darkness never left. It was always there. I was there for hours I swear, there was no way it could stay completely black outside for that long. It's impossible. Surely. Is it? Whatever, I wasn't about to wait around forever! Well.. Actually I was. I was pretty prepared to live there. I don't know. I miss it there so much.

Sorry, I kinda zoned out there. Not that time matters now. The sun doesn't rise anymore anyway. I can't stop thinking about the house. It was so perfect, I've never been anywhere so safe and comfy in my life. The soft lighting.. The beautiful navy blue carpet…
Oh crap I got sidetracked again. Okay so I was writing about when I left the house right? Yeah, that's it. Life's full of regrets like that.
I used the flashlight on my phone to provide some kind of light since there was no way I could see out there without it. I still had a good amount of battery. Yeah, yeah, I did try to call people with it. Surprisingly enough, there's no signal out in the middle of nowhere in some abandoned village nobody has been to in years. Should probably tell the phone company they need to increase their coverage.
It was so difficult to see anything outside. Still is. Does phone battery affect the brightness of the light on it? I could've sworn it was brighter though I've never had a full village to explore with nothing but a tiny LED before so what do I know?

So the chapter of how I became completely fucking hopelessly lost begins! Hope you're on the edge of your seat, reader. Maybe you're reading this inside the house. I could've used the entertainment whilst I was in that paradise too. Enjoy it whilst it lasts. You're probably dead too.
“Onwards!” I screamed! Making haste towards the local watering hole! That didn't really happen. It would be pretty funny though. No, I began my exploration in complete silence because I'm not a maniac. Probably.
Nothing honestly looked all that different from before. Lots and lots of abandoned buildings though noticeably, none of them except the one I left had doors. They were more like shells of houses than actual houses themselves. There's probably a metaphor to be found in that.
At a certain point there's not much detail you can give about a huge abandoned village covered in darkness. What can I say? There were a lot of houses. Pretty sure one was a store but it wasn't very different. Nothing to them. It was kinda spooky, probably would be fun to explore this place with friends at night if you're some kind of adrenaline junkie. Speaking of junkies, I was maybe a little afraid I'd see one but I have to say I was actually really hoping I would. Anyone. There's nobody here! Do you know what it does to someone to have nobody to talk to with barely any concept of time? Sure, I can check my phone's clock but I question whether it even means anything when the sun never shows up. Where the fuck is the fucking sun?! I'M PRETTY SURE YOU CAN'T JUST BLOCK OFF THE SUN!
Where even are my friends? Did they just go home? Are they lost too? Maybe they're in the house. I wish I was.

Walking. Walking. Walking. I kept walking. I was seeing nothing new, no exits, nothing except various buildings. Houses, stores, a couple of pubs. It's a village so there's not much to see.
Eventually my phone battery ran out, so I don't have my flashlight anymore. Now here I am, sat against a building in the middle of a completely empty street, surrounded by hollow buildings all alone in an endless time loop that keeps it night time forever.
Where did I get the notepad and pen? I guess I left them in my bag when I came out to explore. I use the same bag for college as I do when I go exploring, so I just have my normal notepad I use during lectures. I'm pretty sure I won't be needing this anymore so the remaining pages can alleviate my boredom. If anyone adapts this into a book, keep in all the maths equations at the beginning. They're essential to the twist ending. Here, I'll go write “BASED ON A TRUE STORY” at the beginning of my notes. Every good story needs it.
Alright, sitting here is getting me nowhere. I've accepted that nobody is coming and there's only so much I can write without seeming like a jackass mumbling to themselves. I need to find that house again. I really need to find it.
Fun fact: It's taken me what feels like actual days to write all of this. I keep zoning out and just staring into the distance, dreaming about the house. I really miss it. You know that flaring feeling you get in your chest when you get really anxious? It's like that. I'm missing something and that house is it. I know it. I'm going to go find it, I don't know if I'll manage but I need to. I've got nowhere else I want to go, I don't care if I can find an exit, I'm going back where I came from. Surely I'll find it again.

There's no way I was walking for this long before. Where the fuck is it?! I NEED TO FIND THIS HOUSE RIGHT NOW IT'S IN MY [Remainder of the page is covered in scribbles, rendering the text unreadable.]

I get the metaphor now. Every house other than that one is completely hollow. That's the only one that is filled, the one full of light and hope. I need that right now. I feel as hollow as the rest of these buildings. I've walked for so long, I've ran and ran and ran and I've tried to find it. It's almost like it never existed. This whole village is mostly straight roads, navigating it isn't difficult when you adjust to the uncomfortable blackness. I just want this depression to go away.
[A crudely drawn picture of SCP-XXXX covers the rest of the page.]

How long has it even been? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? [This goes on for two full pages.]

I found it! Oh my god, yes, sweet beautiful god thank you! Who do I pray to? I actually managed to get back to the house! HAHA YES!! It's strange, it feels so much warmer within these walls yet there was actually no weather outside that I could feel. It was just normal. No wind, no cold, no warmth. It didn't feel like anything out there. Though when I walk within that door, I enter the confines of this building and suddenly feel completely happy and warm and peaceful. It's a beautiful feeling. Suddenly, just like that, all of my anxiety and bad thoughts just fade away like a cloud. I'm going to get some rest, I'm a little exhausted after all that walking and I think I've earned a lovely peaceful sleep. I can't remember the last time I closed my eyes.

Big news, reader! This is some crazy stuff! I charged up my phone as I slept, this place fortunately has electricity to power all the lights and I was able to use one of the power outlets. I was away from the house for around 2 months! How is that even possible? I admit, I woke up this morning feeling rather hungry, though for that to only start settling in after supposedly 2 months have advanced? No way.. My phone must have glitched or something because it had been turned off. Going 2 months without sleep or eating isn't possible at all. Speaking of which, I wonder if this place has any food. I didn't actually check.

Unfortunately, I couldn't find anything to eat. There is running water here though so I can just drink enough water to let the hunger pass. I don't need food anyway, I'm completely fine here! I didn't get hungry for months so I can stay here for some time longer. No way am I leaving now! I don't want to be lost out there when it's so warm and perfect in here.
I'm happy here, I don't care if I have to starve.

Not much to do here. Though I'm happy just laying in this room and writing for a while. Like a teenage schoolgirl with her legs swinging up in the air, laying on her tummy dreamily whilst writing abo
I thought I'd heard something downstairs. I immediately went to check, I'd love to talk to someone after so long of being alone! Disappointingly, there was nobody there. I heard clinking of glasses and footsteps though when I searched throughout the house, nothing. Nothing at all.
Strangely enough, there was nobody there though the house had been cleaned once again. I had left a glass on the kitchen counter, beside the sink. It had vanished. Everything I'd left even the slightest bit untidy had been made spotless once again and put back into order. Is someone cleaning up after me? Maybe they're trying to mess with me? I hope I get to meet them at least.

I forgot what sunlight looks like anymore, it's weird to wake up to the darkness still being outside the windows though you get used to it. Months and months are going by. I'm getting increasingly hungry but that's okay, I don't mind. It's a truly wonderful place to die at least. Hey, if anyone finds me can you bury me in the back yard when I die? I want to stay here even in my resting place. Possibly my fondest memories have been created here I think.
I'm truly happy, at ease, at peace with myself. I'm slowly losing energy. It hurts a lot. Though it's okay, I'm sure the cleaner will take care of things and leave this place spotless as always! I still didn't even meet them.

I don't have to worry anymore. Everything finally makes sense.
Is this the end? I'm so tired, I can't keep awake too much longer. At least I get to fall asleep by the fireplace. I know it's not real, but that's okay.