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Archived Interview Logs:
A similar instance of SCP-XXXX was discovered after a foundation agent was dispatched to inform his mother of Researcher Charlie's death. Following Site Director Light's request, she has agreed to accompany foundation personnel to Site-85 for further testing and observation. The following are the initial interviews done with her instance of SCP-XXXX and her.
Interview Log XXXX.1
Interviewed: SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Dr. Jonas
Foreword: As SCP-XXXX is incapable of producing any noise, it is allowed to write its' answers on a whiteboard provided.
<Begin Log>
Dr. Jonas: SCP-XXXX, are you able to understand what I am saying?
SCP-XXXX nods its' head.
Dr. Jonas: Are you able to communicate through speech?
SCP-XXXX shakes its' head and makes a writing gesture. Silence follows for approximately thirty seconds as Dr. Jonas searches for, and takes out a whiteboard and marker.
Dr. Jonas: Can you write something on the whiteboard?
SCP-XXXX: Alright.
Dr. Jonas: Can you introduce yourself?
SCP-XXXX: I am Charlie's teddy bear! I was a gift to him for his 3rd birthday and he loved me so much! We spent so much time together and he never left home without me! However, as we grew up, he stopped playing with me as much and he threw me away after leaving to live with his girlfriend.
Dr. Jonas: Are there other instances of you appearing elsewhere?
SCP-XXXX: No, I don't think so.
Dr. Jonas: What happened after you manifested?
SCP-XXXX: I remember that after she noticed me in her bedroom, she got a call. I'm assuming that it was to break the news to her as she fainted after picking it up. When I woke her up, she was muttering about how he couldn't possibly be dead before she started laughing about how stupid she was for believing the call.
Dr. Jonas: She thought that the call from Dr. Agnes was a lie? Did you try to convince her?
SCP-XXXX: She was only on the call for half a minute so I don't think Dr. Agnes had time to convince her or explain. I tried to do it myself but she continued ignoring me until you brought her here, so I waited for the news to settle in.
Dr. Jonas: So, while you were waiting for her to process the news, what did you do?
SCP-XXXX: Seeing as how I couldn't convince her, I observed her daily routine so I could help her fall back into it before she alters it too much when she is grieving.
Dr. Jonas: Why exactly are you so keen on helping her in the first place?
SCP-XXXX scratches its' head.
Dr. Jonas: Would you like me to elaborate?
SCP-XXXX: No, I just need time to think.
Dr. Jonas: Alright, take as much time you need.
SCP-XXXX: I want to provide physical companionship and lend a listening ear to her as she has no one else to grieve to. I don't want her to hurt herself or bottle up any feelings because she has nobody to turn to.
Dr. Jonas: How do you know that she has no one to turn to?
SCP-XXXX: She was living alone in her house and barely went out while I was there so I assume that she doesn't have anybody to reach out to.
Dr. Jonas: I see. Thank you for your time, SCP-XXXX.
SCP-XXXX: Can I keep the whiteboard? It's much easier to use than pieces of paper.
Dr. Jonas: Sure, go ahead.
<End Log>
INTERVIEW LOG XXXX.2
Interviewed: Ms. Upston
Interviewer: Dr. Jonas
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Jonas: Good morning, Ms. Upston.
Ms. Upston: Good morning.
Dr. Jonas: I am Dr. Jonas, Mr. Upston's colleague. Where did you find the teddy bear?
Ms. Upston: I saw it sitting on my bed after my morning jog. It freaked me out a little as it could not sit up straight when Charlie had it, and it was thrown away when he moved out.
Dr. Jonas: When did you first notice that something was out-of-the-ordinary?
Ms. Upston: I got a call from someone who I assume to be his colleague telling me that Charlie was dead. I fainted from the shock and woke up on my bed somehow with the bear pressing a wet towel on my face.
Dr. Jonas: What happened after that?
Ms. Upston: I freaked out after realising that it was not a hallucination and threw it out of my window, but when I turned back, it was on my bed. Then, I tried running out of the house, but it was on my dining table when I got to the first floor.
Dr. Jonas: Do you recall your conversation with the caller?
Ms. Upston: How could I forget? It was horrible. I couldn't understand her as she was crying and apologising over and over before I had time to prepare. When I finally asked her what had happened, she told me that Charlie was dead. I fainted and by the time I woke up, she had already hung up on me.
Dr. Jonas: Did you try calling her back?
Ms. Upston: Ms. Upston shakes her head. It was probably a joke so I just didn't bother.
Dr. Jonas: Dr. Jonas sighs. There's no easy way of explaining this…
Ms. Upston: Huh? What do you mean?
Dr. Jonas: It wasn't a joke. I'm so, so sorry, Ms. Upston, but he is gone.
Ms. Upston: What? You… You're lying, right? Why would you say such a thing?
Dr. Jonas: I found his dead body next to Dr. Agnes, the person who called you last week. He was killed when a specimen escaped from our laboratory and broke through one of the walls. Unfortunately, Dr. Upston was standing on the opposite side when it broke free and was killed by it.
Ms. Upston: No, no, no, no, no, he isn't dead. Not after… not after he promised to me that he would keep himself safe after his… his… Ms. Upston begins crying. No! No! He is fine! He's in his office right now! Right? Right?
Ms. Upston stands up and hits the table.
Ms. Upston: Fucking answer me! You people have a lot of fucking nerve to force him to stay back during the Thanksgiving break until the point where he stopped responding to my calls and didn't visit me even after he told me that he took some time off to return!
Dr. Jonas crosses his arms and stares silently at Ms. Upston. Her expression changes as she slowly falls back to her chair.
Oh my… oh my god… Charlie… Charlie, no! CHARLIE! Ms. Upston begins sobbing uncontrollably. CHARLIE! My poor baby… It can't be…
SCP-XXXX manifests next to her and begins to rub her back. It then proceeds to look up at Dr. Jonas and shakes its head. Dr. Jonas sighs, stands up and walks to the camera and turns it off.
[END LOG]
Notes: Following this interview, Ms. Upston became uncooperative with foundation personnel and has refused to partake in further interviews. All attempts at conversation with her that is not from SCP-XXXX has been deemed ineffective.
To: Senior Researcher Nicholas Jonas
From: Site-85 Director Y. Light
Subject: Weekly update
Good evening, Dr. Jonas.
I would like to once again thank you for taking the initiative to volunteer as lead researcher for the examination and study of SCP-XXXX. I'm currently awaiting your weekly report on any new findings and updates.
I'd also like to enquire the current statuses of both Dr. Agnes and Ms. Upston. Are their conditions stable?
Best regards,
Site Director Y. Light
To: Site-85 Director Y. Light
From: Senior Researcher Nicholas Jonas
Subject: Re:Weekly update
Good evening, Mr. Light.
My sincerest apologies for the late reply. Containment procedures have been finalised four days ago and the tracker chips are currently being shipped out to all foundation sites. We've managed to ascertain the nature of their distribution and have shared it with the other sites so they will be able to identify the subjects of SCP-XXXX. Observation of the instances currently in Site-85 show that they manifest towards their subjects when they undergo significant emotional distress. However, this is all we can observe and confirm as Ms. Upston isn't cooperating with our requests.
She isn't doing well and SCP-XXXX has shown reluctance to leave her side for now. It seems that it is the only one able to get through to her, hence I will be attempting to negotiate with it tomorrow evening.
As for Ms. Agnes, her condition is currently stable and she will be dispatched from the infirmary soon.
Yours sincerely,
Dr. Jonas
To: Senior Researcher Nicholas Jonas
From: Site-85 Director Y. Light
Subject: Re:Re:Weekly update
Good evening, Dr. Jonas.
Thank you for updating me on the project and their current situations. Please relay my message to Dr. Agnes that she may take a few days off from work after she has been dispatched. If she'd like to extend her leave she may come meet with me.
Best regards,
Site Director Y. Light
The following is a video log of a negotiation done between SCP-XXXX and Dr. Jonas two days after the events during and following Interview Log XXXX.2.
INTERVIEW LOG XXXX.3
Interviewed: SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Dr. Jonas
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Jonas: Good evening, SCP-XXXX. How is Ms. Upston doing?
SCP-XXXX: Terrible. She has been crying non-stop in her bed for the past two days. I haven't left her side because I am afraid of her hurting herself. But, I managed to get her to fall asleep today.
Dr. Jonas: I am so sorry that I've inconvenienced you like this.
SCP-XXXX: It's alright, I don't blame you. She was bound to find out sooner or later.
Dr. Jonas: Alright… Do you know why I've called you here?
SCP-XXXX shakes its head.
Dr. Jonas: Ms. Upston has been uncooperative to our requests over the past two days and she has refused to talk to anyone that isn't you. So, I am trying to come up with a compromise that will allow us to keep track of her emotional wellbeing while giving her some time alone to grieve.
SCP-XXXX: You could interview me and I could tell you what we've done together!
Dr. Jonas: I've thought of that, but I prefer that she herself tell us her genuine feelings as she could fake it when she is around you. However, if you are able to do so, feel free to tell me.
SCP-XXXX stays silent for a minute before it begins writing its' response.
SCP-XXXX: How about a weekly checkup? Does this place have any therapists?
Dr. Jonas nods his head.
SCP-XXXX: How about she meets with one of them? You can record their sessions and use that instead of interviews.
Dr. Jonas: That sounds like a great idea. I think that will be pretty easy to arrange.
SCP-XXXX: I will still have to confirm with her, though.
Dr. Jonas: That's fine, could you ask her tomorrow?
SCP-XXXX nods.
Dr. Jonas: Great. Thank you so much for helping.
SCP-XXXX: You're welcome.
SCP-XXXX starts climbing down its chair before pausing. It climbs back up the chair and writes something.
SCP-XXXX: But, do you think that she would agree?
Dr. Jonas: What do you mean?
SCP-XXXX: She still blames your foundation for his death. I don't think that she would trust you guys or feel comfortable sharing something so close and private with you.
Dr. Jonas: I see. You can be assured that I will remove any information she isn't comfortable with sharing. I'll probably circulate her logs within my team, her therapist, the director and myself, which totals 9 people. It'll stay completely confidential and I won't be sharing them with those not in my team.
SCP-XXXX: That's great! Thank you for understanding. I will tell her that.
Dr. Jonas: Thank you for your help, SCP-XXXX. See you soon.
SCP-XXXX wipes its whiteboard, jumps off the chair and waves at Dr. Jonas.
[END LOG]
Dr. Jonas has arranged for a meeting between SCP-XXXX and him following SCP-XXXX-1's creation (See fileserv:/S:/XXXX/archived_files/videolog20122020.mp4 for more information). Their interview is logged below.
INTERVIEW LOG XXXX.4:
Interviewed:SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Dr. Jonas
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Jonas: Good evening, SCP-XXXX.
SCP-XXXX: Good evening.
Dr. Jonas: I noticed that you've created something and it seems to be affecting Ms. Upston. What did you do?
SCP-XXXX: I
SCP-XXXX: It forces her to do exactly what I've transcribed on the schedule, but doesn't affect her thoughts.
Dr. Jonas: Why did you do such a thing?
SCP-XXXX: Does it look like I had a choice? She's getting so much worse! She isn't taking any advice and
I don't want to control her!
[END LOG]
Closing Statement: SCP-XXXX-1 has been confiscated for further analysis. Its' contents have been logged below. Dr. Jonas has agreed to monitor SCP-XXXX-1's effects on Ms. Upston for three weeks for any changes to her emotional and physical wellbeing.
11:00 am: Wake up, eat provided breakfast
2:00 pm: Eat provided lunch
7:00 pm: Eat provided dinner
10:30 pm: Go to sleep
12.30 pm, Every Wednesday: Attend therapy session with Dr. Sam
1.30 pm, Every Wednesday: Write and provide Post-Therapy Reflection
Archived Therapy Sessions:
The following is a transcript of a therapy session conducted between Ms. Upston and Dr. Sam a day after her initial agreement.
Therapy Session XXXX.1
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Sam: Hello, Ms. Upston.
Ms. Upston: Hi.
Dr. Sam: How are you feeling?
Ms. Upston: <sniff> <sigh> Nothing. It's nothing. I'm fine. I'm feeling fine.
Dr. Sam: If you are feeling uncomfortable at any time, don't hesitate to tell me. We can continue this session at a later date.
Ms. Upston: I understand.
Dr. Sam: Dr. Sam nods. Do you mind telling me when you first heard the news?
Ms. Upston: I received a call about a couple of weeks ago from his colleague. She was… She was crying, screaming apologies, it was just… just awful. After telling her to calm down, she managed to choke out that Charlie was… he was gone. I got a little light-headed from the suddenness of the news and fainted. When I woke up, she had hung up already.
Dr. Sam: I've heard that you thought that it was a joke? Why would you think that it was one?
Ms. Upston: I just didn't want to believe it. I think the suddenness of the call and how I was immediately overwhelmed with her emotions played a part in me not believing it.
Dr. Sam: Did you consider, in any point of time between receiving the call to you being brought here, that the contents of the call might have been true?
Ms. Upston: I did have a small gut feeling that slowly got worse the more I… I… <sighs> I tried to contact him. <silence> It got worse when Thanksgiving came and he didn't visit me like he had promised. When I tried contacting him, he didn't answer my messages or calls, and that was when I seriously considered that he… the worst might have happened. Nevertheless, I tried staying positive and tried convincing myself that he was probably held back over the holidays at work. When I was brought here, though, the dread and worry slowly got worse and worse, even when I was fighting so hard to deny it. It got to a point where I couldn't take it anymore and ended up letting it all out during my initial interview.
Dr. Sam: I see.
Therapy Session XXXX.2
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Sam: Good afternoon, Ms. Upston.
Ms. Upston: Good afternoon… Wait, what am I doing here?
Dr. Sam: Hm?
Ms. Upston: I didn't ask for this! Why am I here?
Dr. Sam: You… walked through the door yourself.
Dr. Sam: I received some pictures from that teddy bear of yours who said that you both had a heart-to-heart, so could you tell me more about what transpired that day? (Notes: See fileserv:/S:/XXXX/archived_files/videolog090122020.mp4 for more information.)
Ms. Upston: It… It tried to get me to attend another therapy session with you but I refused. So, it told me that I could instead share what I was feeling with it, and showed me those pictures to get me to open up to it, I guess. We had a look through the pictures, I shared more about Charlie with it and… and… I got a little emotional after seeing one of them.
Dr. Sam hands Ms. Upston the set of photographs.
Dr. Sam: Which one is it?
Ms. Upston looks through the set of photographs and points at the picture of Dr. Upston's graduation.
Ms. Upston: This one.
Dr. Sam: Why is that so?
Ms. Upston: Well, firstly, there was the shock of seeing a picture you thought you'd lost forever suddenly showing up in perfect condition in front of me. Secondly, the two men in the picture are… are… <sighs> my deceased husband and Charlie. It hurts me seeing how happy we looked back then. I can't look at this picture the same anymore without thinking about how the two men I love and treasure the most are gone forever. I can't stomach the fact that two of the three in this picture have passed on in just three years.
Dr. Sam hands Ms. Upston a box of tissues and she dries her tears.
Post-Therapy Reflection
I
We talked about the pictures the teddy bear had shown me previously.
Therapy Session XXXX.3
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Sam:
Ms. Upston:
[END LOG]
Post-Therapy Reflection
Therapy Session XXXX.4
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Sam:
Ms. Upston:
[END LOG]
Post-Therapy Reflection
Therapy Session XXXX.5
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Sam: Good afternoon, Dr. Agnes.
Dr. Agnes: Good afternoon.
Dr. Sam: How are you doing?
Dr. Agnes:
Dr. Sam: Dr. Jonas told me yesterday that you had changed your mind and wanted to meet me, right?
Dr. Agnes: Yes.
Dr. Sam: What made you change your mind?
Dr. Agnes: I… I had a nightmare… about him. (See fileserv:/S:/XXXX/archived_files/videolog23122020.mp4 for more information.) It was… it was just so horrible… he was there, his body was there, right where ████ left him. He was still alive, asking me why I let it do that to him… why I wanted to him to go to my office back then. He was just screaming at me, crying, as he asked me over and over why I let him die, and then everyone who was there joined in, and I just wanted it to stop… <Dr. Agnes starts crying.>
Dr. Sam offers Dr. Agnes a tissue and she cries into it.
[END LOG]
The following is an interaction between Ms. Upston and Dr. Agnes, done during a therapy session arranged by Dr. Jonas. Their conversation is logged below.
Therapy Session XXXX.5
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Agnes: Do you think that you're the only person affected by Charlie's death? I had to watch him die in front of me! I can't sleep without my mind replaying how he died! I have nightmares where he blames me for his death! I loved him, Ms. Upston, I loved him! And now I have to deal with the fact he is dead because of me! So, if you want to be mad at someone, be mad at me! Don't blame the foundation, blame me!
Ms. Upston:
The two women stay silent as they weep. Their SCP-XXXX instances stare at each other before turning to Dr. Jonas, who shakes his head.
Dr. Agnes: I’m so sorry, Ms. Upston… Please… Please forgive me… It’s my fault…
Ms. Upston pushes her chair forward and embraces Dr. Agnes. Dr. Agnes sobs into Ms. Upston's chest as Ms. Upston rubs her back and cries with her.
Post-Therapy Session Reflection
[BEGIN LOG]
Ms. Upston: I have to do it, right? I have to pull myself together. Not only for my sake, but for Charlie. I don't think he would like to see what I have become.
SCP-XXXX:
SCP-XXXX: That's okay. I'm here for you and I promise that I'll continue to be here for you, every step of the way.
SCP-XXXX sets down its whiteboard and sits next to Ms. Upston as she cries.
Therapy Session XXXX.6
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Sam:
Ms. Upston:
[END LOG]
Post-Therapy Reflection
Therapy Session XXXX.7
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Sam:
Ms. Upston:
[END LOG]
Post-Therapy Reflection
Therapy Session XXXX.8
[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Sam:
Ms. Upston:
Dr. Sam: I hope you will continue to help her out after she's discharged.
SCP-XXXX: I will. I've promised her that I will.
[END LOG]
Post-Therapy Reflection
Today, we had a final roundup
Before her release from Site-85, Dr. Jonas received a letter from Ms. Upston, addressed to Dr. Sam, Dr. Agnes and him. The letter's contents are logged below.
I can't thank you all enough for helping me over the past two months. I hope that
To Dr. Sam, I would like to give my sincerest thanks for your constant help and advice. While I won't be seeing you anymore, I trust that the teddy bear will be able to provide the same help I've received when I was seeing you. My deepest apologies for initially ignoring your advice and deliberately making up excuses to not attend your sessions.
To Dr. Jonas, thank you so much for the flexibility in complying with my uncooperation and
To Dr. Agnes, I hope that you will stop blaming yourself. I wish that I. I can't properly express how sorry I am for immediately taking your call as a joke. I am so, so sorry that I
Archived Miscellaneous Audio/Video Logs
VIDEO LOG XXXX.1
DATE: 9/12/2020
[BEGIN LOG]
11:01 am: SCP-XXXX enters Ms. Upston's room with tray of food. It sets the tray down next to her bed, climbs on top of her and begins shaking her. Ms. Upston groans, turns around, grabs SCP-XXXX and throws it at a wall. She proceeds to cover herself with the blanket as SCP-XXXX climbs onto the bed again and sits down next to her.
11:10 am: SCP-XXXX shakes her back again and she sits up. Ms. Upston: What do you want? SCP-XXXX gestures at the tray and she picks it up. She stares at the food as SCP-XXXX grabs the whiteboard and begins writing.
11:11 am: SCP-XXXX: Good morning! You didn't seem to be eating as much lately, so I went ahead and made some breakfast for you. Ms. Upston picks up a cup from the tray and sips it. Ms. Upston: How… How do you know that I like this type of coffee?
11:12 am: SCP-XXXX: Lucky guess, I suppose. Once you're done, you should really go and shower. Your next therapy session starts in an hour. Ms. Upston sighs, sets the tray down on the bedside table and throws the blanket over herself. Ms. Upston: Tell them I won't be going… I don't feel like continuing the sessions anymore.
11:13 am: SCP-XXXX: What? I can't do that! It's already been confirmed that you would be attending mandatory sessions with Dr. Sam! You can't stop now! Ms. Upston: I can't… I don't feel comfortable talking with him about Charlie.
11:15 am: SCP-XXXX climbs onto the bed and sits down next to Ms. Upston. SCP-XXXX: If you don’t feel comfortable sharing information with the therapist, why don’t you share it with me? Ms. Upston: I don’t think that you’re the best… best… No offense, but I just don't think you've shared much common experiences of Charlie with me.
11:16 am: SCP-XXXX: Of course I haven't, but that doesn't mean that you can't share them with me!
11:17 am: SCP-XXXX reaches behind its back and pulls out a photograph. It hands it over to Ms. Upston before it resumes writing. SCP-XXXX: Could you tell me about this picture?
11:18 am: Ms. Upston: How… How did you get this picture? SCP-XXXX: What do you mean? Ms. Upston: This picture was destroyed during a fire a few years ago! How… Where did you get this from?
11:19 am: SCP-XXXX: I’m not so sure. It just appeared when I reached behind my back. Could you tell me more about what’s in this picture? Ms. Upston: This… This was taken during his first birthday. It was… It was just so amazing. I was so happy and… I guess, relieved? Like I managed to make it past the first year of parenthood without much difficulty. It was just so surprising how quickly he turned 1!
11:21 am: SCP-XXXX: What about this one? Who is she? SCP-XXXX passes another picture to Ms. Upston and points at a girl in it. Ms. Upston: Oh! She's his girlfriend! They grew up together so they were very close. They managed to stay in contact after we moved and they started dating soon after. SCP-XXXX nods and reaches for another picture.
11:22 am: SCP-XXXX: What about him? Ms. Upston looks at the picture from SCP-XXXX. Ms. Upston: That would be his best friend! They met in kindergarten and managed to end up in the same schools together, so they are also very close.
11:23 am: Ms. Upston: Oh no… How do I tell them he's gone? They've got to be so worried. SCP-XXXX: I think that there may be similar versions of me showing up to inform them of their deaths. Ms. Upston: Similar versions?
11:25 am: SCP-XXXX: I saw that there was another me that presumably showed up after his death to someone working here. I saw it comforting her at the infirmary when I was off to get your breakfast. Ms. Upston: Oh.
11:26 am: SCP-XXXX: I'm curious, with you talking about how Charlie met his best friend and girlfriend, how did you meet your husband? Ms. Upston: Oh, me? I first met him as a client for a project at work. After everything was complete, we continued to talk and meet up and we ended up getting together a couple of months. The rest was pretty much history. Ms. Upston stays silent with a small smile on her face.
11:27 am: Ms. Upston: I fell in love, and when Charlie was born, I fell in love again.
11:28 am: Ms. Upston: It was the happiest 19 years of my life… SCP-XXXX: Wasn't Charlie 21 when he passed? Why did you say 19 only? Ms. Upston looks away and stays silent. SCP-XXXX quickly erases its' response and takes out another picture.
11:30 am: SCP-XXXX: What about this picture? Ms. Upston receives the picture from SCP-XXXX and begins tearing up once she looks at it. SCP-XXXX quickly places a hand in hers as she covers her mouth and starts sobbing.
11:33 am: Ms. Upston composes herself and turns to SCP-XXXX. Ms. Upston: This is a picture of… of my husband and Charlie. We looked so happy back then… SCP-XXXX passes a box of tissues to Ms. Upston. Ms. Upston: This was taken during his college graduation and it was one of the happiest days of my life. I was so proud of him!
11:35 am: Ms. Upston: I’d give anything to spend a day with them again… I miss them so much. If only I told him to not go to that party… If only I told him to not accept the job offer here… Maybe they won't be gone… Maybe I won't be here… Ms. Upston begins crying again. Ms. Upston: After his father's death, he promised me he'd never leave me, and that was the one promise I hoped he'd never break, but… Ms. Upston sobs as SCP-XXXX, puts down the photographs and hugs her.
11:40 am: Ms. Upston: I'm sorry, I need some space. Could you tell Dr. Sam that I won't be going for today's session? SCP-XXXX nods and leaves the room.
11:41 am: SCP-XXXX closes the door and leaves Ms. Upston in her room. She sobs silently as she sifts through the photograph. She looks at the graduation picture and touches Dr. Upston's face.
11:43 am: She hugs the stack of pictures as she continues to cry.
12:10 pm: She lies down back down on the bed and covers herself with the blanket. She proceeds to cry herself to sleep.
12:23 pm: SCP-XXXX returns to Ms. Upston's room and notices her lying on the bed. It walks towards her and climbs onto her bed. It gently shakes her for a few seconds before stopping and sits down against her.
[END LOG]
After the events from VIDEO LOG XXXX.1, Ms. Upston has isolated herself from foundation personnel and has refused to attend anymore therapy sessions with Dr. Sam.
After approximately two weeks of isolation and refusal to interact or cooperate with foundation personnel, SCP-XXXX-1 was created. Following its creation, SCP-XXXX has shown signs of significant emotional distress. SCP-XXXX and Ms. Upston's interaction preceding its creation is logged below.
VIDEO LOG XXXX.2
DATE: 20/12/2020
[BEGIN LOG]
11:00 am: SCP-XXXX enters Ms. Upston's sleeping quarters with another tray of food. It climbs onto her bed gently shakes her. Ms. Upston wakes up, notices SCP-XXXX and rubs her eyes. Ms. Upston: What do you want now?
11:01 am: SCP-XXXX: I'm worried for you. You haven't been eating a lot and everyone's been concerned. When was the last time you showered? Ms. Upston: Why do you care so much?
11:XX am: SCP-XXXX: Dr. Sam has been asking where you've been. I can't keep making excuses for you. Please, meet him. Ms. Upston swats the whiteboard away from SCP-XXXX. Ms. Upston: Why are you so fucking adamant about me meeting him? No amount of therapy is going to get my son back! SCP-XXXX turns to her as she continues. Ms. Upston: No amount of help you try to provide for me will get my son back. You don't know shit about how I am feeling, and it's fucking pathetic how you try to empathise with me. You're nothing but a soft toy. Just leave me alone. Ms. Upston throws the blanket over her. Ms. Upston: Leave.
11:XY am: SCP-XXXX hesitates and writes something on its whiteboard. SCP-XXXX: I'm sorry about this. You're right, I can't tell how you're feeling, so you have to tell them yourself. I'm really sorry. SCP-XXXX leaves the whiteboard against her bedside drawer and leaves her sleeping quarters.
VIDEO LOG XXXX.3:
1:02 am: Dr. Agnes thrashes in her bed and screams. Dr. Agnes: Charlie! Charlie! No! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! SCP-XXXX manifests inside her room and attempts to wake her up, but fails. It demanifests, presumably remanifesting in Dr. Jonas' office.
1:04 am: Dr. Jonas runs into Dr. Agnes' sleeping quarters, turns the light on and shakes her awake. Dr. Jonas: Agnes! Wake up! Wake up! Dr. Agnes opens her eyes, notices Dr. Jonas and begins crying.
1:10 am: Dr. Jonas: Agnes, what happened? Dr. Agnes: I saw him… I saw him… he was blaming me for his death! Dr. Jonas rubs her back as she retches and coughs while SCP-XXXX remanifests next to her with a glass of cold water. She takes the glass from SCP-XXXX and attempts to drink from it, but drops and shatters it.
1:11 am: Dr. Agnes: I'm sorry… I'm sorry! She resumes crying as Dr. Jonas sighs and calls for a medical personnel.
1:14 am: The on-site medical personnel arrives and brings Dr. Agnes to the infirmary. SCP-XXXX follows after her.
AUDIO LOG XXXX.1
Dr. Jonas: Good afternoon, Ms. Upston. How are you doing?
Ms. Upston: I'm doing fine.
Dr. Jonas: Good to hear. Before we release you tomorrow, I need to go through some administrative stuff.
Ms. Upston: Alright.
Dr. Jonas: Firstly, I must instruct that you keep your experiences here over the last two months a secret. Our foundation is doing its best to maintain its veil of secrecy from the general public, so I can't stress enough how important it is that you not share these encounters with them.
Ms. Upston: I understand.
Dr. Jonas: This also goes for the teddy bear. I must ask that you hide it away from the public and inform us if you are taking it outside. If anybody sees it moving, appearing or disappearing, inform us immediately.
<Ms. Upston nods.>
Secondly, you are to submit weekly reports of the teddy bear to me. Just tell me if there have been any behavioural changes you observed as well as a summary of what you two did together, like places you visited, what activities you did together, et cetera. Do you understand?
Ms. Upston: Yes. How long do I have to do this for?
Dr. Jonas: I'm currently uncertain, so I ask you do this for about a month first so we can see how it goes.
Ms. Upston: Okay.
Archived Weekly Reports of SCP-XXXX
After her discharge from Site-85, she has been tasked with sending weekly reports of SCP-XXXX's behaviour to Dr. Jonas.
To: Senior Researcher Nicholas Jonas
From: Ms. Lily Upston
Subject: Weekly report DD/MM/2021
Good afternoon Mr. Jonas,
When we got home, I realised that the teddy bear had stopped teleporting to my immediate location when I leave it on its own. I did a little test of my own where I placed the bear inside my bedroom and left the house, and it didn't follow me. Like what you emphasised about keeping everything I've experienced a secret, I bought some curtains immediately after so it wouldn't be caught moving around.
It seems that while it does still help out with the chores and continues to try to help me, its' help is slowly decreasing as I slowly get back on my own two feet. It still provides me company when I'm eating and when I'm sleeping, though.
However, something major also happened this morning. When I went to the supermarket to buy some food for myself, I just started to cry. I'm not sure whether it is me realising I'd never be able to cook for him anymore or what, but when I did so, the teddy bear immediately appeared in front of me and began to comfort me. I'm sure there were a few witnesses following its' appearance, so I rushed home as quick as I could to send this to you. Sorry in advance for any inconvenience caused.
Sincerely,
Lily Upston
Notes: All secondhand witnesses have been traced down and treated as per the procedures specified in the Special Containment Procedures above.
To: Senior Resarcher Nicholas Jonas
From: Ms. Lily Upston
Subject: Weekly report DD/MM/2021
Good evening Mr. Jonas,
I recently met up with his girlfriend and best friend following some advice from the teddy bear. We talked about Charlie and what he meant to us, and that was when I learnt they had similar teddy bears who had informed them about, and were also helping them cope with his death.
There aren't any major changes in its behaviour since my last report. It still provides company and is constantly checking up on me. It also comforted me after I cried again following my visits to his girlfriend's and best friend's.
Sincerely,
Lily Upston
Notes: Following this weekly report and further information provided by Ms. Upston, tracker chips and instructions have been mailed out to them.
To: Senior Researcher Nicholas Jonas
From: Ms. Lily Upston
Subject: Weekly report DD/MM/2021
Good evening Mr. Jonas,
The teddy bear has been recently encouraging me to try out a new hobby. We had a little talk about what I could do to distract myself from the pain, but I just don't feel comfortable trying anything new for now.
It has also been doing its' hardest to help me fall back to my regular routine even after it stopped putting me on its' schedule. I've been trying my best to follow its' advice and slowly readjust my life.
There aren't any major changes in its' behaviour that I've observed since I sent my last report.
Sincerely,
Lily Upston
To: Senior Resarcher Nicholas Jonas
From: Ms. Lily Upston
Subject: Weekly report DD/MM/2021
Good evening Mr. Jonas,
I finally visited Charlie's grave today. It was fairly quiet at the cemetery, with only the teddy bear accompanying me. It was nice to see his grave covered in flowers and cards, that gives me some assurance that he had met a lot of wonderful people when he was still alive.
The hole in my heart left by Charlie is still there, and while it can heal over time, it will never go back to how it was originally. The emptiness will still be there.
I really miss him.
There is nothing about the teddy's bear behaviour that has changed since last week, but I realised we have grown a lot more closer following my release.
I've also decided to name the teddy bear after him.
Sincerely,
Lily Upston
