AWeirdBird's Trash (SCP-XXXX Acedia)

@supports((display: -ms-grid) or (display: grid)) {
:root {
    /* header measurements */
    --header-height-on-desktop: 10rem;
    --header-height-on-mobile: 10rem;
    --header-h1-font-size: -webkit-calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
    --header-h1-font-size: -moz-calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
    --header-h1-font-size: calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
}
 
#header {
    background: none;
}
 
#header::before {
    content: " ";
    position: absolute;
    width: 100%;
    height: 100%;
    left: 0;
    top: 0.75rem;
    background-image: var(--logo-image);
    background-repeat: no-repeat;
    background-position: center -3.5rem;
    -webkit-background-size: auto 8rem;
    -moz-background-size: auto 8rem;
    -o-background-size: auto 8rem;
    background-size: auto 8rem;
    background-position: center top;
    opacity: 0.45;
    pointer-events: none;
}
 
#header h1,
#header h1 a,
#header h1 a::before {
    position: absolute;
    top: 0;
    left: 0;
    margin: 0;
    padding: 0;
    width: 100%;
    height: 100%;
    display: -webkit-box;
    display: -webkit-flex;
    display: -moz-box;
    display: -ms-flexbox;
    display: flex;
    -webkit-box-align: center;
    -webkit-align-items: center;
    -moz-box-align: center;
    -ms-flex-align: center;
    align-items: center;
    -webkit-box-pack: center;
    -webkit-justify-content: center;
    -moz-box-pack: center;
    -ms-flex-pack: center;
    justify-content: center;
    max-height: inherit;
    z-index: 0;
}
 
#header>h1>a>span {
    width: 100%;
    height: 100%;
    top: 0;
    left: 0;
    max-width: inherit;
}
 
#header h1 {
    height: -webkit-calc(100% - 2.25rem);
    height: -moz-calc(100% - 2.25rem);
    height: calc(100% - 2.25rem);
}
 
#header h1 a::before,
#header h1 a {
    text-align: center;
    line-height: 0.8;
}
 
#header h2,
#header h2 span,
#header h2 span::before {
    position: absolute;
    left: 0;
    top: 0.15em;
    margin-left: 0;
    padding: 0;
    width: 100%;
    display: -webkit-box;
    display: -webkit-flex;
    display: -moz-box;
    display: -ms-flexbox;
    display: flex;
    -webkit-box-align: end;
    -webkit-align-items: flex-end;
    -moz-box-align: end;
    -ms-flex-align: end;
    align-items: flex-end;
    -webkit-box-pack: center;
    -webkit-justify-content: center;
    -moz-box-pack: center;
    -ms-flex-pack: center;
    justify-content: center;
    max-height: inherit;
    z-index: 0;
    text-transform: uppercase;
    pointer-events: none;
}
 
#login-status {
    min-height: -webkit-calc(var(--base-font-size) * 1.5);
    min-height: -moz-calc(var(--base-font-size) * 1.5);
    min-height: calc(var(--base-font-size) * 1.5);
    -webkit-border-radius: .0625rem;
    -moz-border-radius: .0625rem;
    border-radius: .0625rem;
    -webkit-border-radius: var(--border-radius-width);
    -moz-border-radius: var(--border-radius-width);
    border-radius: var(--border-radius-width);
    color: rgb(var(--pale-gray-monochrome));
    background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);
    -webkit-box-sizing: border-box;
    -moz-box-sizing: border-box;
    box-sizing: border-box;
    -webkit-box-flex: 1;
    -webkit-flex-grow: 1;
    -moz-box-flex: 1;
    -ms-flex-positive: 1;
    flex-grow: 1;
    left: 3%;
    right: initial;
}
 
#login-status .printuser {
    --wght: 900;
    position: relative;
    top: 0;
    left: 0;
    color: rgb(var(--swatch-menutxt-light-color));
    -webkit-box-shadow: none;
    -moz-box-shadow: none;
    box-shadow: none;
    padding: 0.25rem;
    margin: 0;
    font-weight: 900;
}
 
#login-status #my-account {
    --wght: 300;
    color: rgb(var(--pale-gray-monochrome));
    font-weight: 300;
}
 
#login-status #account-topbutton {
    border: initial;
    padding: 0.5em 0.5em 0.5em 0.25em;
    position: relative;
    height: 100%;
    top: 0;
    left: 0;
    margin: 0;
    font-size: 1em;
}
 
#account-options {
    width: auto;
    padding: 0.5em;
    border-color: rgba(var(--bright-accent));
    background: var(--gradient-header);
    color: rgb(var(--swatch-text-light));
}
 
#account-options ul li a {
    color: rgb(var(--swatch-text-light));
}
 
#account-options li a:hover {
    color: rgb(var(--swatch-text-light));
    text-decoration: underline;
}
 
@media only screen and (min-width: 769px) {
    #search-top-box {
        right: 3%;
        top: 0.5rem;
    }
 
    #search-top-box-form>input,
    #search-top-box-form>input:hover,
    #search-top-box-form>input:focus {
        background: rgb(var(--black-monochrome));
    }   
 
    #search-top-box-form>input {        
        -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
        -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
        box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
    }
 
    #search-top-box-form>input:hover,
    #search-top-box-form>input:focus {
        -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
        -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
        box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
    }
 
    #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"],
    #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:focus, 
    #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:hover {  
        border: none;
        border-left: 0.0625rem solid rgb(var(--swatch-primary-darkest));
        -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
        -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
        box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
    }
 
    #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"] {
        background: rgb(var(--swatch-primary-darkest));
        color: rgb(var(--swatch-menutxt-light-color));
    }
 
    #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:focus, 
    #search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:hover {
        background: rgb(var(--swatch-primary));
        -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
        -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
        box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
    }
}
 
#page-title {
    text-align: center;
}
 
@media only screen and (max-width:768px) {
    :root {
        --header-h1-font-size: -webkit-calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
        --header-h1-font-size: -moz-calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
        --header-h1-font-size: calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
    }
 
    #header h1,
    #header h1 a,
    #header h1 a::before {
        top: 0.25rem;
    }
 
    #header h2,
    #header h2 a,
    #header h2 a::before {
        top: 0;
    }
 
    #header h2 span {
        margin-top: -webkit-calc(var(--header-height-on-mobile)/2 + var(--header-h1-font-size)/2 + .25rem);
    margin-top: -moz-calc(var(--header-height-on-mobile)/2 + var(--header-h1-font-size)/2 + .25rem);
    margin-top: calc(var(--header-height-on-mobile)/2 + var(--header-h1-font-size)/2 - .25rem);
    }
}

:root {
    --timeScale: 1;
    --timeDelay: 0s;
}
 
/* Converting middle divider from box-shadow to ::before pseudo-element */
.anom-bar > .bottom-box { box-shadow: none!important; }
.anom-bar > .bottom-box::before {
    position: absolute;
    content: " ";
    width: 100%;
    height: 0.5rem;
    background-color: rgb(var(--black-monochrome, 12, 12, 12));
    transform: translateY(-0.74rem);
}
 
/* DIVIDER */
.anom-bar > .bottom-box::before {
    animation-name: divider;
    animation-duration: calc(0.74s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(0.1s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.32,.38,.39,.94);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
 
/* CLASSIFIED LEVEL BARS */
div.top-center-box  > * {
    animation-name: bar;
    animation-duration: calc(0.45s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: ease-out;
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
div.top-center-box > :nth-child(1) { animation-delay: calc(0.2s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.top-center-box > :nth-child(2) { animation-delay: calc(0.32s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.top-center-box > :nth-child(3) { animation-delay: calc(0.45s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.top-center-box > :nth-child(4) { animation-delay: calc(0.61s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.top-center-box > :nth-child(5) { animation-delay: calc(0.75s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.top-center-box > :nth-child(6) { animation-delay: calc(0.95s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
 
/* TOP TEXT */
div.top-left-box, div.top-right-box {
    clip-path: polygon( 0% -50%, 150% -50%, 150% 100%, 0% 100%);
}
 
div.top-left-box > *, div.top-right-box > * {
    position: relative;
    animation-name: bottomup;
    animation-duration: calc(0.65s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(0.5s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: ease-out;
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
 
/* CONTAINMENT, DISRUPTION, RISK CLASSES */
div.text-part > * {
    clip-path: polygon( 0% 0%, 100% 0%, 100% 100%, 0% 100%);
    animation-name: expand2;
    animation-duration: calc(0.5s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.12,.41,.27,.99);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
div.text-part > :nth-child(1) {
    animation-name: expand1;
}
div.text-part > :nth-child(1) { animation-delay: calc(0.6s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.text-part > :nth-child(2) { animation-delay: calc(0.75s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.text-part > :nth-child(3) { animation-delay: calc(0.86s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
 
div.main-class::before, div.main-class::after {
    animation-name: iconslide;
    animation-duration: calc(0.45s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(0.8s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.12,.41,.27,.99);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
 /* BOTTOM TEXT */
div.main-class > *,  div.disrupt-class > *, div.risk-class > * {
    animation-name: flowIn;
    animation-duration: calc(0.42s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(0.75s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: ease-out;
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
 
/* DIAMOND */
div.arrows {
    animation-name: arrowspin;
    animation-duration: calc(0.7s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(0.6s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.12,.41,.27,.99);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
 
div.quadrants > * {
    animation-name: fade;
    animation-duration: calc(0.3s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(1.4s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.12,.41,.27,.99);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
 
div.top-icon, div.right-icon, div.left-icon, div.bottom-icon {
    animation-name: nodegrow;
    animation-duration: calc(0.4s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(1.4s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.12,.41,.27,.99);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
div.diamond-part {
    clip-path: polygon( -10% 0.37%, 120% 0.37%, 120% 100%, -10% 100%);
    animation-name: diamondBorder;
    animation-duration: calc(0.8s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(0.5s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.32,.38,.39,.94);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
    will-change: box-shadow;
}
 
/* MOBILE QUERY */
@media (max-width: 480px ) {
    .anom-bar > .bottom-box::before {
        display:none;
    }
    .anom-bar > .bottom-box {
        box-shadow: 0 -0.5rem 0 0 rgb(var(--black-monochrome, 12, 12, 12))!important;
    }
    div.top-center-box  > * {
        animation-name: bar-mobile;
        animation-duration: calc(0.9s * var(--timeScale));
    }
    div.top-center-box > :nth-child(1) { animation-delay: calc(0.1s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
    div.top-center-box > :nth-child(2) { animation-delay: calc(0.2s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
    div.top-center-box > :nth-child(3) { animation-delay: calc(0.3s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
    div.top-center-box > :nth-child(4) { animation-delay: calc(0.4s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
    div.top-center-box > :nth-child(5) { animation-delay: calc(0.5s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
    div.top-center-box > :nth-child(6) { animation-delay: calc(0.6s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
 
}
/*--- Motion Accessibility ---*/
@media (prefers-reduced-motion) {
    div.anom-bar-container { --timeScale: 0; }
}
 
/*-------------------------*/
 
@keyframes divider {
    from { max-width: 0%;  }
    to { max-width: 100%; }
}
 
@keyframes bar {
    from { max-width: 0%; }
    to { max-width: 100%; }
}
@keyframes bar-mobile {
    from { max-height: 0%; }
    to { max-height: 100%; }
}
 
@keyframes bottomup {
    from { top: 100px; }
    to { top: 0; }
}
 
@keyframes expand1 {
    from { opacity: 0; clip-path: inset(0 calc(100% - 0.75rem) 0 0);}
    to { opacity: 1; clip-path: inset(0);}
}
@keyframes iconslide {
    from { opacity: 0; transform: translateX(-5rem);}
    to { opacity: 1; transform: translateX(0);}
}
 
@keyframes expand2 {
    from { opacity: 0; max-width: 1%;}
    to { opacity: 1; max-width: 100%;}
}
@keyframes fade {
    from { opacity: 0;}
    to { opacity: 1;}
}
 
@keyframes flowIn {
    from { opacity: 0; transform: translateY(20px); }
    to { opacity: 1; transform: translateY(0); }
}
 
@keyframes arrowspin {
    from { clip-path: circle(0%); transform: rotate(135deg); }
    to { clip-path: circle(75%); transform: rotate(0deg); }
}
@keyframes nodegrow {
    from { transform: scale(0);}
    to {  transform: scale(1);}
}
@keyframes diamondBorder {
    from { box-shadow: -0.5rem -20rem 0 0 rgb(var(--black-monochrome, 12, 12, 12)); }
    to { box-shadow: -0.5rem 0 0 0 rgb(var(--black-monochrome, 12, 12, 12)); }
}

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:root {
    --timeScale: 1;
    --timeDelay: 0s;
}
 
/* Converting middle divider from box-shadow to ::before pseudo-element */
.anom-bar > .bottom-box { box-shadow: none!important; }
.anom-bar > .bottom-box::before {
    position: absolute;
    content: " ";
    width: 100%;
    height: 0.5rem;
    background-color: rgb(var(--black-monochrome, 12, 12, 12));
    transform: translateY(-0.74rem);
}
 
/* DIVIDER */
.anom-bar > .bottom-box::before {
    animation-name: divider;
    animation-duration: calc(0.74s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(0.1s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.32,.38,.39,.94);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
 
/* CLASSIFIED LEVEL BARS */
div.top-center-box  > * {
    animation-name: bar;
    animation-duration: calc(0.45s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: ease-out;
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
div.top-center-box > :nth-child(1) { animation-delay: calc(0.2s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.top-center-box > :nth-child(2) { animation-delay: calc(0.32s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.top-center-box > :nth-child(3) { animation-delay: calc(0.45s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.top-center-box > :nth-child(4) { animation-delay: calc(0.61s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.top-center-box > :nth-child(5) { animation-delay: calc(0.75s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.top-center-box > :nth-child(6) { animation-delay: calc(0.95s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
 
/* TOP TEXT */
div.top-left-box, div.top-right-box {
    clip-path: polygon( 0% -50%, 150% -50%, 150% 100%, 0% 100%);
}
 
div.top-left-box > *, div.top-right-box > * {
    position: relative;
    animation-name: bottomup;
    animation-duration: calc(0.65s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(0.5s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: ease-out;
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
 
/* CONTAINMENT, DISRUPTION, RISK CLASSES */
div.text-part > * {
    clip-path: polygon( 0% 0%, 100% 0%, 100% 100%, 0% 100%);
    animation-name: expand2;
    animation-duration: calc(0.5s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.12,.41,.27,.99);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
div.text-part > :nth-child(1) {
    animation-name: expand1;
}
div.text-part > :nth-child(1) { animation-delay: calc(0.6s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.text-part > :nth-child(2) { animation-delay: calc(0.75s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
div.text-part > :nth-child(3) { animation-delay: calc(0.86s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
 
div.main-class::before, div.main-class::after {
    animation-name: iconslide;
    animation-duration: calc(0.45s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(0.8s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.12,.41,.27,.99);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
 /* BOTTOM TEXT */
div.main-class > *,  div.disrupt-class > *, div.risk-class > * {
    animation-name: flowIn;
    animation-duration: calc(0.42s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(0.75s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: ease-out;
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
 
/* DIAMOND */
div.arrows {
    animation-name: arrowspin;
    animation-duration: calc(0.7s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(0.6s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.12,.41,.27,.99);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
 
div.quadrants > * {
    animation-name: fade;
    animation-duration: calc(0.3s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(1.4s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.12,.41,.27,.99);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
 
div.top-icon, div.right-icon, div.left-icon, div.bottom-icon {
    animation-name: nodegrow;
    animation-duration: calc(0.4s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(1.4s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.12,.41,.27,.99);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
}
div.diamond-part {
    clip-path: polygon( -10% 0.37%, 120% 0.37%, 120% 100%, -10% 100%);
    animation-name: diamondBorder;
    animation-duration: calc(0.8s * var(--timeScale));
    animation-delay: calc(0.5s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay));
    animation-iteration-count: 1;
    animation-timing-function: cubic-bezier(.32,.38,.39,.94);
    animation-fill-mode: backwards;
    will-change: box-shadow;
}
 
/* MOBILE QUERY */
@media (max-width: 480px ) {
    .anom-bar > .bottom-box::before {
        display:none;
    }
    .anom-bar > .bottom-box {
        box-shadow: 0 -0.5rem 0 0 rgb(var(--black-monochrome, 12, 12, 12))!important;
    }
    div.top-center-box  > * {
        animation-name: bar-mobile;
        animation-duration: calc(0.9s * var(--timeScale));
    }
    div.top-center-box > :nth-child(1) { animation-delay: calc(0.1s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
    div.top-center-box > :nth-child(2) { animation-delay: calc(0.2s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
    div.top-center-box > :nth-child(3) { animation-delay: calc(0.3s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
    div.top-center-box > :nth-child(4) { animation-delay: calc(0.4s * var(--timeScale) + var(--timeDelay)); }
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Item#: XXXX

Level2

Containment Class:

neutralized

Secondary Class:

none

Disruption Class:

none

Risk Class:

none

link to memo

Photograph which allegedly displays SCP-XXXX-B.

Assigned Site	Site Director	Research Head	Assigned Task Force
Site-49	Edward Greenwood	Dr. Jonathan Meyer	n/a

Special Containment Procedures:SCP-XXXX is currently presumed to be neutralized and as such requires no containment. Quale sensors have been placed within site-49 as well as all places of emotional significance to former Jr. Researcher Rafael Cárdenas.¹ Any anomalous readings are to be reported immediately and reclassification to Euclid is to be considered.

SCP-XXXX-A is kept in a standard humanoid cell in site-49. The cell should include a common workstation and life support equipment. SCP-XXXX-A is currently under the impression that it remains employed as a foundation junior researcher, as such it shall be provided fabricated data to graph and analyze.

SCP-XXXX-A must receive nutrition through feeding tubes and have its bowel movements managed through rectal and urinary catheters on a daily basis. Additionally, SCP-XXXX-A is to be forcefully put to sleep every day at 10:00 PM via sedatives. Afterwards it is to be placed in bed and allowed to rest until 8:00 AM when it shall wake and begin the routine again. Motor therapy and a medical evaluation are to be performed by staff every Sunday while SCP-XXXX-A is sedated in order to avoid further health complications.² Further surgical interventions for ease of managing the health of SCP-XXXX-A are under consideration.

Description: SCP-XXXX is an incorporeal, intangible and invisible entity which claims to be the consciousness of former Jr. Researcher Rafael Cárdenas, beneficiary member of REBAI.³ SCP-XXXX has shown the ability to interact with objects around it to a limited extent, and it exudes a Quale level which can be measured like that of any baseline human. It is otherwise undetectable. Due to the nature of the entity the identity of SCP-XXXX has yet to be confirmed, however it displays memories and personality traits that match those expected from Jr. Researcher Rafael Cárdenas.

SCP-XXXX-A is the body of former Jr. Researcher Rafael Cárdenas which continues to operate autonomously. SCP-XXXX-A does not appear to possess any anomalous abilities and is physiologically identical to its state before 10/09/2020. Initially after containment SCP-XXXX-A tended to its own biological needs, however over the following month it ceased doing so. It instead now focuses entirely on activities it perceives as 'productive'.

SCP-XXXX-B is an altered version of reality which SCP-XXXX claims to inhabit. SCP-XXXX-B has only been described and documented by SCP-XXXX, therefore its existence and appearance are considered unconfirmed. According to the descriptions provided by SCP-XXXX, SCP-XXXX-B is theorized to be an alternate dimension which partially intersects with baseline reality. This intersection leads to a series of phenomena and manifestations only perceptible through the point of view of SCP-XXXX. Likewise it also means that SCP-XXXX-B is heavily affected by baseline reality and vice versa. Images of SCP-XXXX-B have been taken during experimentation and exploration, however direct manipulation of these by SCP-XXXX has not been ruled out.

Frequent descriptions of SCP-XXXX-B by SCP-XXXX include:

A constant muted blue or grayscale tint over all visible matter.
Sounds originating from baseline reality are perceptible in SCP-XXXX-B although they become distorted.
Objects in movement appear unfocused as if viewed through a poorly configured camera lens.
Human beings are similarly unfocused. However they are additionally noted as appearing much darker than their surroundings, as if made of black smoke.⁴
Manifestations of baroque architecture which merge with and occasionally fully replace real constructions.⁵
A lack of any known stars or any other astronomical objects, including the sun. The one exception is a star-like manifestation which avoids being directly seen. Little information has been gathered on this specific manifestation and it remains undesignated. Illumination still follows the expected day and night cycle.

Addendum XXXX.1: Discovery of SCP-XXXX

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On 10/14/2020 Jr. Researcher Rafael Cárdenas was deferred to the on-site therapist Dr. Samantha Parker for psychological evaluation. Several coworkers as well as his supervisor Dr. Jonathan Meyer had noted severe changes to his behavior. Video transcript follows.

Interview.XXXX.01

Date: 10/14/2020

Interviewer: Dr. Samantha Parker

Interviewee: Jr. Researcher Rafael Cárdenas

Introduction: Evaluation took place in the office of Dr. Samantha Parker. The office is clean and ordered. Rafael sits on a sofa, staring blankly at the wall. Dr. Parker enters the room, glances shortly at Rafael, then looks down at the report she is holding.

[BEGIN LOG]

Dr. Parker:	Apologies for being late, this isn't on our usual schedule.
	No response. Dr. Parker proceeds to sit down at her desk and places the report on top.
Dr. Parker:	Anyways, welcome back Rafael. Your supervisor and coworkers wanted me to talk with you. They say since Saturday you’ve been rather serious, unlike the last couple weeks.
Rafael:	Indeed.
	10 seconds of silence. Rafael stares directly into the eyes of Dr. Parker.
Dr. Parker:	Well, how are you feeling? You seem distant.
Rafael:	I beg to differ.
Dr. Parker:	What do you mean?
Rafael:	I feel better than ever.
Dr. Parker:	Really? How so?
Rafael:	Is that important?
	Dr. Parker looks down at the report on her desk, taps the desk with her fingers a couple of times, then looks back towards Rafael.
Dr. Parker:	It had been a while since you had been this closed up. What's wrong? You know I can't do much unless you tell me.
Rafael:	I have been working.
Dr. Parker:	Come on now. Do I have to begin asking?
	Rafael does not answer.
Dr. Parker:	Ok then. Did something happen between you and Marcus?
	Rafael does not answer.
Dr. Parker:	You were talking about him last session and mentioned you were struggling to ask him out. But you finally felt ready to do so and were very excited about it. Did he say no?
	Rafael does not answer. He tilts his head slightly to the left.
Dr. Parker:	So, did you not ask him? You know I wont judge you. You can te-
Rafael:	I am confused, what would I ask him? We do not share any responsibilities in the psychophysics department, and he is under a different supervisor. If he has not been productive I do not know anything about it.
	Dr. Parker straightens her posture and looks at Rafael, she seems disconcerted.
Rafael:	If that is what this is about, I know nothing. Apologies. May I return to work? I still have many tasks to do.
Dr. Parker:	We- were you exposed to something?
	Rafael does not answer. Dr. Parker starts standing up slowly, looking at Rafael, nervous. He continues staring directly at her eyes. She turns her head towards the door as a march of heavy steps is audible approaching. Seconds later the door breaks open and five on-site MTF agents walk in. Two begin scanning Dr. Parker for memetic infection. One begins manipulating the recording devices in the room. The last two point their stun guns at Rafael. Rafael stares directly at the agents while remaining still on his seat. He tilts his head slightly to the right. The recording is cut.

[END LOG]

Dr. Meyer decided to send an on-site MTF after receiving a concerning email from the foundation account of Jr. Researcher Rafael, minutes after deferring him for psychological evaluation. The email was sent from the personal computer of Jr. Researcher Rafael which was located in his apartment at Brunswick, Maine. A search team found no evidence of a break-in and reported that the residence was notoriously clean and ordered, except for a broken picture frame laying on the floor. Content of email follows.

From: Rafael Cárdenas

To: Dr. Meyer

Date: 10/14/2020

Subject: h e lp

do ñot tru st him its not w hat itsays it is and i don t know if its ínfectiousyet i dont think it is hes talked to some of you but imnot sur e im still her é imtrapped no matt er how hard I try itsall stay ing the same i cánt c hange anyth íng please hélp m e

Jr. Researcher Rafael Cárdenas was placed on provisional containment. Dr. Parker as well as several other staff members who came in contact with researcher Rafael were placed under remote observation.

Addendum XXXX.2: Initial set of communications with SCP-XXXX

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Shortly after the events of the previous log, Dr. Meyer was allowed to continue communication with the unknown entity through email. He was placed under quarantine and was scanned for memetic infection after each response was received.

From: Dr. Meyer

To: Rafael Cárdenas

Date: 10/14/2020

Subject: Clarification required

Greetings. This is Dr. Jonathan Meyer. I am contacting you for clarification regarding the message I received previously from this email direction. First and foremost, this email was sent from the secure foundation account of researcher Rafael Cárdenas. How are you able to access this account? Please confirm your identity. I have more questions following your answer.

From: Rafael Cárdenas

To: Dr. Meyer

Date: 10/14/2020

Subject: It is me

I'm sorry for how garbled that first message was, I'm just getting used to this. It's me, the real one. Rafael. That thing that is wearing my body, whatever it is, it's not me. I can somehow sense what it’s thinking, and I sense you have already shut it in a cell. Good. I still don't know if this can spread but you can't let it. It doesn't seem aggressive so far but I know it is not human. It does not think like us. Now. Me. I was trapped in my room, back in my apartment. This is all hard to explain but I'm pretty sure I'm still here and you just can't see me, the agents you sent earlier didn't see me. They were silhouettes, shadows, smoke. And they moved in bursts like they were on a low frame rate. I knew they were agents though, their voices were echoey but I could tell what they were talking about for the most part. Anyways, last Saturday when I woke up I was floating and everything was so goddam blue. I could see it, my body, laying in bed staring blankly at the darkness. It looks more defined, normal, unlike the agents. I feel like it's still me somehow, but it's so fucking grey. Without any life inside it. Empty, hollow. I thought all this was a weird dream, but it wasn't. My body shut off my alarm immediately like it was waiting for that to happen. Then it stood up, got ready and went to work. I somehow knew it went to work on, a fucking Saturday. Eventually I tried to do something, anything, but I couldn't. My hands just phazed through the door knob. My fingers couldn't touch the light switch. I tried to lay in bed but I felt nothing, it was solid but it wasn't uncomfortable either. Nothing. Everything was intangible except for the walls. I decided I’d wait, you guys back at the site would realize something was off and fix it. The days passed, my body just came home, ate, cleaned, slept and went back to work. But I was growing angrier as the days passed, that thing just kept going with my life. My life. When I sensed it was finally talking with Parker I got so frustrated. That thing didn't give a shit about anything other than work. So I just started banging my fists at the wall and crying even though no tears came out. That's when the picture frame fell. I tried to pick up the shards and I could hold them for a moment before they sank through my fingers. So I realized, the angier I was, the easier it was to touch things properly. I tried to channel the feeling and sent the email. I still have no idea what's going on though. Now I can open the door and walk outside but it's all the same. The world is all tinted in blues and greys, everything that moves is blurry, and all the people look like a horrible cloud of cigar smoke. I can't see the sun but there’s this bright star that's always in my periphery. I can't look at it and I don't think I want to. It hurts. I'm back at my apartment now. I feel safer here. Please help me.

From: Dr. Meyer

To: Rafael Cárdenas

Date: 10/14/2020

Subject: Please confirm your identity

Well, that was thorough. Just like I expect from Researcher Rafael. That being said, I still need more confirmation that you are who you say you are. Director Greenwood is understandably concerned about this situation. Tell me, how did we meet?

From: Rafael Cárdenas

To: Dr. Meyer

Date: 10/15/2020

Subject: It was you

Well, you found me. I have no idea how but you found me. And you saved me. I had just published a paper for college on the theorized properties of thought-forms. I put so much effort into it, at the cost of some less than stellar grades for my other classes. College wasn’t going easy for me. Naturally my paper was buried by your people. But first it got to you and for some reason you believed in me. A month later or so I was sitting, alone, on a bench at the park on campus. There was some work fair going on but I didn't bother to go. You approached me, asked me why I was alone. I was very confused until you mentioned my paper, you were expecting me at the fair. I was shocked. We talked, then we talked some more. The things you told me, they were fascinating. You told me I could learn more, do more, if I accepted your offer. There was a place for people like me, and that you were in charge of looking for promising students to join. You saw the passion for discovery inside me, that which I had forgotten I had myself. So I said I was interested. You were glad, and said you wouldn't have to amnestize me. I laughed awkwardly, had no idea what that meant back then. Then you said you could get me help so I could realize my full potential, but also so I could be happier. You put a lot of emphasis on that second point. For the first time in years I felt seen. I still don't know what you saw in me though.

From: Dr. Meyer

To: Rafael Cárdenas

Date: 10/15/2020

Subject: You are worth it

There is an entire division in REBAI dedicated to finding the most promising people on this planet. You have seen how under budget it is, how many are considered but then dropped. And I choose you. Come to site-49 by 4:00. I convinced them to trust that you would come by yourself. Your cell is 304, you know where it is. They are putting me in charge. I will help you, just as I have before. You have made so much progress so far, and you can still make su much more.

At this point SCP-XXXX and SCP-XXXX-A were designated. Research was led by Dr. Meyer who reported to site director Edward Greenwood. All staff assigned to SCP-XXXX were required to receive daily scans for memetic infection.

Addendum XXXX.3: Initial experimentation on SCP-XXXX and SCP-XXXX-A

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Following the events of the previous logs Dr. Meyer was tasked with experimenting on SCP-XXXX in order to determine the possible extent of its interactions with reality. Experiments to test for the other theorized properties of SCP-XXXX were also planned.

The following experiments took place during the first two weeks after discovery of the anomaly. Notorious experiments and results summarized below.

During this period SCP-XXXX requested to continue having weekly sessions with Dr. Samantha Parker in order to stabilize its mental state. Due to the untested and theorized effects of SCP-XXXX and its still not fully confirmed identity the request was denied, as to not allow REBAI operations to be hindered by the possible incapacitation of Dr. Parker.

Experiment XXXX.1A

Procedure:	SCP-XXXX was asked to lift several objects from a table, all of which were office supplies taken from site storage.
Results:	SCP-XXXX was able to lift all objects for a limited amount of time, and up to a limited height relative from the table. The one exception during this set was a pen which the subject was able to lift considerably higher up than any other objects during the experiment. Several types of sensors were placed in the cell, but no readings were detected.
Post Experiment Summary:	Subject noted he was channeling his current emotional state which he described as 'sad'. When asked about the pen he theorized his abilities were stronger if there was an attachment to the object. Asked to elaborate he noted 'it was easier to move the stuff back in my apartment'. When asked what his attachment to the pen was he answered 'blue is my favorite color' and did not elaborate. Later Dr. Meyer confirmed gel pens were preferred by Jr. Researcher Rafael.

Experiment XXXX.1B

Procedure:	SCP-XXXX was asked to lift several objects from a table, some of which were taken from its apartment. These items included a rosary, a polaroid camera and a colorful knitted sweater. The rest of the items used were similar to those used on experiment XXXX.1A.
Results:	SCP-XXXX was able to lift all of the items of emotional significance with ease, higher than the pen during the previous experiment. It was unable to do so with the other items, which he was able to lift at a lower height than during the previous experiment. Several types of sensors, different from those in the previous test, were placed in the cell. Quale energy readings were detected.
Post Experiment Summary:	Subject noted he was channeling his current emotional state which he described as 'sadder'. When asked why he was less able to interact with the office supplies he was unable to answer. When asked to elaborate on the significance of one of his personal items he stated 'well, you know I'm not sure about spirituality, hard to be here. But my parents got me that. It's home. It doesn't mean anything more to me now. It's just home'. SCP-XXXX stated the other two items were gifts from each of its parents, received as farewell gifts when it left Mexico.

The camera used during the experiment.

Experiment XXXX.1C

Procedure:	SCP-XXXX was asked to interact with several kinds of recording devices. These included a video camera, a radio, and the polaroid camera used in the previous experiment.
Results:	SCP-XXXX-A was able to lift the video camera and radio only for 1.2 and 0.8 seconds respectively. The camera recorded a heavily distorted image tinted in blue before dropping. Radios connected to the one used in the experiment detected an unintelligible noise come through for 0.5 seconds before the signal cut. The polaroid camera proved more successful as the subject took 8 photographs while lifting the camera on several occasions. Five of the photos were either normal or too dark. Three matched the descriptions of SCP-XXXX-B provided by SCP-XXXX. Quale energy readings were confirmed.
Post Experiment Summary:	Subject noted he was channeling his current emotional state which he described as 'saddest' adding an upside down happy face emoji afterwards. He confirmed the photographs match his own perception but noted 'It's all blurrier now though, it wasn't this bad at the start'. At this point the subject inquired directly to Dr. Meyer who went off protocol to answer the question. Log follows below.

So your perception is getting blurrier? Since when?

Are you still there?

Can I ask you something?

You know this is a post experiment statement.

What is it doing?

Who?

You know who

Doc?

He's just working. You know that.

Actually no, I don't. It's much harder to tell now.

But yeah, of course it’s working

How are you doing? Are you still doing your exercises, from therapy?

Sure, whatever

I see, well I have some good news that might cheer you up.

There’s been no signs of memetic infection. If you request so, they might allow you to see Parker again soon.

I think she would be happy to get you back to normal.

Normal…

At this point I'm not sure what that means. I feel normal right now…

Listen, I shouldn't be telling you this yet, but they have figured out how to locate you. And they have some stuff in the works so we can, you know, figure this all out. Fix it.

Hurrah

They also placed some sensors in your cell, to make sure you're actually there. You know how things are.

Naturally. Bet they took some of my things too when they put those sensors in

They did, sorry. It's part of what they’re working on.

Thank god for science

User XXXX-R disconnected from the server

Now let's go back to

…

Following the previous experiments as well as others with different objectives, the following data had been gathered on SCP-XXXX so far:

SCP-XXXX has limited awareness of what SCP XXXX-A is doing and thinking. Despite being uncooperative during testing, SCP-XXXX-A also has the same ability to sense SCP-XXXX.
SCP-XXXX is unable to directly interact with or touch any lifeforms. Several D-class were tested on as well as Jr. Researcher Marcus Smith. SCP-XXXX made a point to say the experience was 'awkward'.
Subjects who have interacted with SCP-XXXX have shown no memetic infection. At this point scans are still being taken for precautionary measures but it is believed the anomaly is not infectious.
The Quale energy levels produced by SCP-XXXX match those of baseline humans. During interaction the measurements approach the upper average range normal to humans experiencing a traumatic event.
SCP-XXXX has shown a decrease in its abilities to interact with reality and the amount of time it can do so before becoming exhausted. The strength of its Quale readings has similarly decreased. Therefore it is believed the entity will vanish or otherwise be neutralized within two weeks.

SCP-XXXX, as seen through a Quale sensor display.

Addendum XXXX.4: First exploration of SCP-XXXX-B

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Dr. Meyer was urged to find the source of the anomaly by site director Greenwood before SCP-XXXX stopped being viable.

Exploration was aided by Quale sensors and by the Q-Alfa device. The Q-Alfa device is a mixture of objects of emotional value for researcher Jr. Researcher Rafael mixed with a common foundation radio system via physical conjoinment and thaumaturgic rituals. Testing confirmed the object worked as intended, and allowed for SCP-XXXX to communicate via radio frequencies while having its voice recorded.

Dr. Meyer himself requested to aid in the exploration logs, which was accepted by site director Greenwood. The exploration took place under guise of a geological survey, with Dr Meyer and accompanying Technical Support Agent Christine West disguised accordingly. The Q-Alfa device and Quale sensors were disguised as the appropriate equipment. Standard video recording devices were also included in order to cross reference the descriptions provided by SCP-XXXX, and in particular to record any phenomena perceptible on baseline reality.

Dr. Meyer and Agent West were instructed to follow SCP-XXXX. Meanwhile SCP-XXXX was tasked with staying close to the pair in order to have his voice properly recorded by the Q-Alfa device. The audio was directly transmitted to the earpieces of Dr. Meyer and Agent West.

Dr. Meyer was assigned to order SCP-XXXX where to go, using incospicuos language when necessary in order to not raise suspicion. Agent West was tasked with distracting civilians who inquired about the actions of the pair while informing them of the cover story. She was also instructed to provide technical support for the equipment when necessary, specially for the Q-Alfa device.

Brunswick, Maine.

Exploration 1.0 Video Log Transcript

Date: 10/29/2020

Exploration Team: N/A

Subject: SCP-XXXXX-B exploration of Brunswick, Maine

Team Lead: Dr. Jonathan Meyer

Team Members: Technical Support Agent Christine West

Introduction: The first exploration took place around Brunswick, Maine, where Jr. Researcher Rafael resided. The initial point of exploration was the apartment of Jr. Researcher Rafael.

[BEGIN LOG]

	Dr. Meyer turns on his mounted camera. A well ordered apartment is visible. Several different types of traditional handcrafts decorate the room, in particular the northern wall. Crosses and pictures are also seen on the same wall. The pictures show researcher Rafael hugging with an older couple. Dr. Meyer turns around. Agent West is kneeling, preparing the Q-Alfa device.
Dr. Meyer:	I can’t hear him yet.
Agent West:	Give me a second, I haven't set up the wave detectors yet.
Dr. Meyer:	Alright. I'm gonna scan to make sure he's still there.
	Dr. Meyer pulls the Quale sensor into view, which visually resembles a thermal camera. The room is blue except for the point where the head of Agent West is, where a yellow amorphous shape can be seen. Dr. Meyer turns around and faces the wall with the decorations. A bright yellow figure vaguely resembling a human silhouette is visible. When Dr. Meyer partially lowers the sensor, nothing can be seen between him and the wall.
Dr. Meyer:	He’s still looking at the pictures.
	30 seconds pass.
Agent West:	There, that should do it.
	A distorted voice is audible through the earpieces of Agent West and Dr. Meyer.
SCP-XXXX:	-king so long?
Dr. Meyer:	Ah, there you are. We hear you.
SCP-XXXX:	SCP-XXXX reporting for duty. We good to go now?
	Agent West hands over the Q-Alfa device to Dr. Meyer.
Dr. Meyer:	Affirmative, we’re set.
Agent West:	Roger.
	Through the Quale sensor, SCP-XXXX can be seen walking towards the entrance door. An appendage grabs the handle. Dr. Meyer lowers the sensor, the handle is seen moving on its own and the door opens. The group walks down the stairs and exits the building. They are in a secondary street, several orange brick buildings can be seen as well as a couple more made out of colorfully painted wood. The leaves on the trees are orange and some pedestrians and cars can be seen. To the east the main street of the town is visible.
Dr. Meyer:	Appearance?
SCP-XXXX:	The usual. Everything is blue or greyish. Except the people, you are all shadows. The car that just passed was blurry, the people inside left a trail of faint smoke. It's gone now. I can see a lot of movement to the east but it's all very undefined.
Dr. Meyer:	And the star?
SCP-XXXX:	Yes it's there and it hurts, can we not talk about it?
Dr. Meyer:	You’re gonna have to look at it eventually.
SCP-XXXX:	Later.
Dr. Meyer:	Alright, sure. We're heading to main street now.
SCP-XXXX:	Of course we are.
	The group walks towards the main street. Rows of similar buildings can be seen. Many shop fronts and picturesque restaurants fill the view.
Dr. Meyer:	Appearance?
SCP-XXXX:	Nothing new. There's a lot of people, I can somewhat recognize some of them. Like, I'm not sure, they are so blurry and dark. I feel like they look familiar. But I probably just want to believe I recognize them.
Dr. Meyer:	Actions?
SCP-XXXX:	Right, sorry. They’re just walking, going in and out of shops. Some of them are seated in the Cafe. Some of them are serving at the shops. Just people going on and about with their lives.
Dr. Meyer:	Roger.
SCP-XXXX:	What?
Dr. Meyer:	I said roger.
SCP-XXXX:	Sorry, it's a bit hard to understand. So many noises, all just echoing and merging around me. People talking, people walking, people driving. Agent West over there telling an old couple to fuck off… I'll try to stay closer to you, makes it easier.
	Dr. Meyer raises the Quale sensor. SCP-XXXX can be seen, maintaining its humanoid shape. Matching readings can be seen emmanating from all pedestrians, albeit only from their heads. This includes agent West who is distracting an elderly couple.
Dr. Meyer:	Let's keep going.
	Agent West finishes talking with the couple, and joins the group again.
Agent West:	I didn't tell them tha-
Dr. Meyer:	I know. You're doing alright. Lets keep going this way.
	The group keeps walking north for 3 minutes. No change is noted by SCP-XXXX. Agent West occasionally distracts pedestrians who come too close, but most of them ignore the group.
SCP-XXXX:	Wait. Here.
Dr. Meyer:	Yes?
SCP-XXXX:	God do I want an ice cream. This place here, it's the best in town. I used to come all the time, especially once I stopped staying in my apartment all day long. I would just sit under the trees and enjoy the view. Fuck, I cant even tell that the leaves are orange, they’re all just one grey mess like white noise. And I sure as hell could not taste an ice cream even if I had it.
	An ice cream store can be seen across the road. It is very crowded.
Dr. Meyer:	Focus.
SCP-XXXX:	Sorry. It's just… nothing new is happening. Everyone just keeps going on without noticing me and nothing new is happening. I’m just reminiscing about these places at this point. I doubt my pointless memories are of much scientific value.
Dr. Meyer:	That actually gives me an idea. Have you ever been to the south part of town?
SCP-XXXX:	No, isn't it just houses?
Dr. Meyer:	Indeed, we’re going there next.
SCP-XXXX:	Alright.
SCP-XXXX:	Huh, what was that?
Dr. Meyer:	Excuse me?
SCP-XXXX:	I thought you said something… Nevermind. Lets go.
	The group walks south for 23 minutes, leaving Main street in the process and entering a suburban area. Many houses in architectural styles common to New England can be seen. At this point the Quale energy signal of SCP-XXXX begins to decrease slowly. After walking two blocks into the area SCP-XXXX stops.
SCP-XXXX:	Well this is… different.
Dr. Meyer:	What is?
SCP-XXXX:	I'm pretty sure baroque isn't a building style common to New England.
Dr. Meyer:	What?
SCP-XXXX:	The houses, they are all the right shapes I'd expect them to be. Pointy roofs, overhangs, porches. But their facades, they are all covered in stone ornaments, ceramic tiles and shit. So much fucking noise, I dont like it.
Dr. Meyer:	Have you ever seen these specific houses before?
SCP-XXXX:	I- No. You’re right, I had never been to this part of town. It's like… like there's a void in my mind and this thing is just filling it with my anything it can. It isn't doing a very good job clearly but damn, this makes me feel… I don't like it.
	At this point the Quale readings begin decreasing faster, nearing 30. The voice of SCP-XXXX begins to rapidly lower in volume.
Dr. Meyer:	You’re fading. Elaborate please, quick.
SCP-XXXX:	It looks like home.
	SCP-XXXX ceases communicating, and is barely detectable in the Quale sensor. Agent West turns off the recording equipment.

[END LOG]

Example of baroque arquitecture in Mexico.

Post-Exploration Interview.XXXX.01

Date: 10/29/2020

Interviewer: Dr. Jonathan Meyer

Interviewee: SCP-XXXX

Introduction: Interview was taken 2 hours after exploration once the Quale signal of SCP-XXXX returned to normal levels. Extraneous dialogue cut.

[BEGIN LOG]

Dr. Meyer:	If I'm understanding right, the building style was similar to that which is common back in your home city of Puebla?
SCP-XXXX:	We didn't live exactly in Puebla, but yes. We still visited pretty often. Dad was always taking pictures with his vintage camera like it was still the seventies. Mom was buying supplies for the knitting she always did during her free time. I found their hobbies silly back then but now I… Anyways, the historic buildings there are all covered in a cacophony of details, it's so pretentious. The worst is in the churches though, especially the altars. There are leaves, conch shells, baby faces, all piled on top of each other and covered in gold leaf. They truly brought the madness of heaven and hell down to earth. Ugh, I always hated going to the churches.
Dr. Meyer:	That's…. I actually wanted to ask something related to that topic, if I may prod a little. It's becoming clear this anomaly is related to your life experience, perhaps to your upbringing in particular. Do you maybe think you deserve this?
SCP-XXXX:	Maybe? I don't know.
Dr. Meyer:	Is it because of your… um…
SCP-XXXX:	What? No no, it's not because of that it's just. Well…
Dr. Meyer:	Well?
SCP-XXXX:	I mean, yeah, they had a hard time processing that at first. Small town, old ideas. But they accepted it much faster than I thought they would. It was nice. We didn't talk about it too much but it was… nice. I know they were trying.
Dr. Meyer:	So, what is it then?
SCP-XXXX:	The rest of the family wasn’t too keen on it. Well, we thought they wouldn't. We never told them. When I got offered the scholarship to come study here my parents were thrilled. They thought it would be better for me in more than just the academic sense. I- I think they overestimated how bad things would be for me back home. It's not too different from here, in the cities at least. But I didn't tell them that, I wanted to leave my past behind. And there wasn't any harm letting them believe so. But the last thing they told me before I boarded that plane, that stuck man.
Dr. Meyer:	What was it?
SCP-XXXX:	The typical goodbyes, the comments about how proud they were of me for the thousandth time. My mom forced me to put on the sweater she knitted for me as if that would stand a Massachusetts winter. In hindsight they said what any self respecting mexican parent would say. But…well… The moment I was about to walk away my mom hugged me one last time and told me 'te amamos mijo, no importa quien seas. Solo importa que seas trabajador, y que seas una buena persona'⁶
Dr. Meyer:	Excuse me, can you-
SCP-XXXX:	They wanted to work hard and to be a good person. Just that, that's all they wanted. Work hard. Be good. At least I think I got the second point covered.
Dr. Meyer:	And?
	SCP-XXXX does not answer for 2 minutes. Dr. Meyer prompts more questions but after 15 minutes of silence the interview is concluded. The Quale energy reading did not move at any point from the interviewee seat. Later analysis of the audio recording revealed faint distorted weeping after the last question from Dr. Meyer which lasted until the recording was cut.

[END LOG]

Addendum XXXX.5: Second exploration of SCP-XXXX-B

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SCP-XXXX, two hours before exploration 2.0

Exploration 2.0 Video Log Transcript

Date: 11/04/2020

Exploration Team: N/A

Subject: SCP-XXXXX-B exploration of Portland, Maine

Team Lead: Dr. Jonathan Meyer

Team Members: Technical Support Agent Christine West

Introduction: The second exploration took place in Portland, Maine. Otherwise, the exploration was set up in an identical manner to the previous one. Portland was selected as researcher Rafael had only visited a small portion of the city. An early snow storm had hit the coastal zone of Maine the day before and an average of 12 cm⁷ of snow was reported in the county of Cumberland.

[BEGIN LOG]

	Dr. Meyer turns on his camera, Agent West is seen sitting in front of him, preparing the Q-Alfa device. They both sit inside a standard foundation van which is in movement. Dr. Meyer raises the Quale sensor, SCP-XXXX can be seen. Its reading is notoriously weaker than the one emanating from Agent West, except for the larger shape. The humanoid silhouette seen on the previous exploration is no longer distinguishable.
Agent West:	There, ready.
Dr. Meyer:	Good. SCP-XXXX please speak.
	10 seconds of silence
Dr. Meyer:	SCP-XXXX?
	The voice of SCP-XXXX sounds distant.
SCP-XXXX:	Oh… sorry, barely heard you there… I was… distracted…
Dr. Meyer:	That's ok.
Agent West:	I have a question.
Dr. Meyer:	Yes?
Agent West:	Won't the snow be a problem? I mean, won't there be footprints?
Dr. Meyer:	Very perceptive. But we tested this already, we aren't letting a freak storm stop our research. SCP-XXXX tell her what you told me.
SCP-XXXX:	Ah… yes of course. I mean, that’s why I was distracted. I’m standing on a van in movement, yet I have no legs. Like, no real legs. All this time I've just been thinking I made sense and so I had them. There were footprints, but as soon as I thought I had no legs, there were no footprints.
Agent West:	Huh, convenient.
SCP-XXXX:	Well… By all means, I don't have a body anymore, not a real one. I made myself think I still have legs, arms… hands. Guess it’s just my subconscious trying to keep me sane. But the more I think about it the more my body fades away. And right know I can't stop thinking about it, I-
Dr. Meyer:	Anyways, we're almost at our starting point.
SCP-XXXX:	Oh… Alright.
	The van stops, Dr. Meyer opens the doors and SCP-XXXX reports he recognizes this part of the city and it appears in line with baseline reality. The group informs the driver to wait, and they depart towards downtown. SCP-XXXX reports more manifestations that differ from reality as they walk away. After walking for 6 minutes SCP-XXXX stops, the group is in the most dense part of the city with office blocks and a church surrounding them. Most of the snow in the area had been cleared.
SCP-XXXX:	Well that's quite the sight.
Dr. Meyer:	What is?
SCP-XXXX:	The tall buildings, I guess I had seen them from afar. They look somewhat right, especially at the top. They get more fucked up as they go down. But the church, I had never seen it before. A full-on colonial spanish church in the middle of Portland Maine. We absolutely never had something like this back home. Snow on the cross, icicles from the friezes, frost on the stained glass. Who would have thought.
Dr. Meyer:	How is ground level?
SCP-XXXX:	The street is paved with stones, lamps covered in metal ornaments, tiles on the walls of the buildings. It's all so familiar but taller. Much taller.
Dr. Meyer:	Noted, let's go inside the church.
SCP-XXXX:	What?, no… there's too many people. Too much noise, I can barely hear you. Looking at it hurts, I don't want to go in.
Dr. Meyer:	It hurts?
SCP-XXXX:	I… yes. Maybe? I'm not sure, it might not be the church itself but I don't want to go.
Dr. Meyer:	Give me a second, your signal is getting harder to hear. What's that noise?
	5 seconds of static.
SCP-XXXX:	I said I'm not going in!
Dr. Meyer:	I didn't say anything.
SCP-XXXX:	Wait what? Shit, shit, it's stronger here. It wants me to go in.
Dr. Meyer:	What is?
SCP-XXXX:	I… I wasn't sure what it was before but… I’m hearing a whisper, something. I can't tell what it's saying but trying to understand hurts just like the star. I had heard it before, thought it was nothing, but it's so strong here.
Dr. Meyer:	What? This is important, why didn't you mention it-
	Dr. Meyer had risen his voice at this point, causing some civilians to look in his direction. Agent West began to distract them.
Dr. Meyer:	We will talk about this later. Now-
	The church bells start ringing at this point.
SCP-XXXX:	Fuck fuck fuck. That noise. It's bouncing inside my skull, messing my brain up. I can't, I can-
	SCP-XXXX becomes agitated. It runs away and Dr. Meyer loses the Quale signal. The bells stop.
Dr. Meyer:	Shit.
	Dr. Meyer instructs Agent West to follow him. They both start walking towards the direction SCP-XXXX ran towards. 2 minutes later they locate it, the signal is in a fetal-like position, and is now stronger than the signals of nearby pedestrians. There is a high amount of office workers and other civilians walking close to SCP-XXXX. The voice is much louder.
SCP-XXXX:	-where. They’re everywhere, judging me. They don't even look at me but they judge me with their dark empty eyes. And they make so much noise. I'm freezing, I can feel it. For the first time in weeks I feel the cold and I'm freezing. It's not real but I feel it. And they, they just keep going and going to their churches and temples. Or… offices? It’s all the same. The same noise. The same madness. And they don't care. They don't care. They don't ca-.
	At this point Agent West and Dr. Meyer stood right next to SCP-XXXX. The crowd remained ignorant of the phenomena. A faint force can be seen pushing away snow from a point on the floor, the point where SCP-XXXX is crouching. Quale signals had increased up to 340 units. Dr. Meyer proceeded to state out loud the next instruction.
Dr. Meyer:	It is very crowded here isn't it? Maybe we should go to the park where it is calmer.
	SCP-XXXX appears to stand up. A human silhuette is discernable for 6 seconds before becoming less defined once again. The Quale readings began decreasing
SCP-XXXX:	Ri- right… I need to walk away from… here.
	The group begins walking towards a park in a quiet part of the city. 18 minutes later they arrive. The park is mostly empty, only some groups of civilians are visible. Snow covers most of the ground. The park has a waterfront which looks west. Across the cove more suburbs can be seen. The quale readings of SCP-XXXX had decreased to 50. After corroborating no footprints were left by SCP-XXXX the group sits on a bench facing the waterfront.
Dr. Meyer:	Better now?
SCP-XXXX:	The water looks like shit, all blurry and muddy… but yes, thank you.
Dr. Meyer:	Good, we gathered some good data today. We're almost done for the day. I know you must be tired by now.
SCP-XXXX:	Did we really? I mean, yes I'm tired. But did we really learn anything useful?
Dr. Meyer:	Well we learnt there seems to be an entity trying to contact you.
SCP-XXXX:	Right, of course. Guess it's time to look at it.
Dr. Meyer:	Well, you don't have to, not today. We can do that next time.
SCP-XXXX:	I… I know I'm vanishing.
	10 seconds of silence.
SCP-XXXX:	I will look at it.
Dr. Meyer:	Bu-
	Two children are playing, throwing snowballs. One hits Dr. Meyer on the leg. They apologize but become interested in the equipment. Agent West stands up and begins distracting them.
Dr. Meyer:	Anyways, you don't have to look at it now.
SCP-XXXX:	You were right. I need to know. This is my passion after all isn't it? This is what I do, or at least what I try to do. You told me so that day, back in college. Anyways, if I imagine myself looking directly at it, then might be able to. It's already drifting into my field of view.
Dr. Meyer:	I… alright. I'm here with you.
SCP-XXXX:	It's not hurting as bad… not this time. I can see it in full now, like a lens flare on my vision. I think… I think it's drawing me in. It's getting easier.
Dr. Meyer:	Keep going.
SCP-XXXX:	It's… bright. And it hurts. I… I had already said that before had I not?
Dr. Meyer:	It's ok.
SCP-XXXX:	Fuck it's… it's expanding. The more I look at it, the more it grows. Like, thin filaments of light knotting through the sky. It's alive, oh god it's alive.
Dr. Meyer:	Breathe, you're okay.
SCP-XXXX:	Fuck, it hurts so bad. It's judging me, it fucking hates me. Fuck it hates me so much. This hurts so much. It's flashing, the filaments are reaching towards me. All twisting and merging and doubling like a fucking kaleidoscope.
Dr. Meyer:	SC- Rafael, are you okay?
SCP-XXXX:	I dont… I dont think it’s smart. I dont think it’s one single thing. It’s so many things, so many thoughts and I don't think any of them belong to it. And yet, so many of those thoughts hurt. They hurt so fucking much. So much judgement. It's like a singularity of every single thought there’s ever been, all compressed into a single point of endless incandescence. It has gravity. It's… It's drawing me towards it! Help!
Dr. Meyer:	You can stop now. It's ok-
SCP-XXXX:	No I can't, I fucking can't. My hands, they’re phasing through the bench. Shit. I'm so scared, I'm so fucking scared. Oh god, I'm gonna fall, no no no no.
	The snow on the bench where SCP-XXXX is sitting starts visibly compressing. Hand prints are discernable. On the floor, footprints begin showing as well.
Dr. Meyer:	Rafa!
SCP-XXXX:	Shit shit shit!
	Quale sensors detect the energy signal growing exponentially up to 700 units. A distorted high pitch scream is recorded causing both Dr. Meyer and Agent West, who was still talking to the pair of kids, to recoil. They both take off their earpieces. Suddenly, a scream in the voice of SCP-XXXX can be heard at 110 decibels causing many civilians to recoil. The scream starts growing distant until it eventually vanishes, leaving the crowd confused.
Dr. Meyer:	Fuck
	Dr. Meyer contacts site-49 before cutting the recording. 158 civilians who heard the scream had to be amnesticized, and recordings of the event were decommissioned.

[END LOG]

Post-Exploration Interview.XXXX.02

Date: 10/29/2020

Interviewer: Dr. Jonathan Meyer

Interviewee: SCP-XXXX

Introduction: Four hours after exploration, Quale signals were detected in same room used for previous interviews. Dr. Meyer was called and an interview was held.

[BEGIN LOG]

Dr. Meyer:	SCP-XXXX?
	No response.
Dr. Meyer:	SCP-XXXX?
	No response.
Dr. Meyer:	Rafael?
SCP-XXXX:	Where is it?
	The voice of SCP-XXXX is much more distorted than before.
Dr. Meyer:	Who?
SCP-XXXX:	My fucking body, where is it?
Dr. Meyer:	Why?
SCP-XXXX:	Whatever that thing is, I don't think it will let me leave until my body is gone too. For some reason both of us are important to it. So where is my body?
Dr. Meyer:	Can we talk about this first. How are you, what happened?
SCP-XXXX:	I… fine.
Dr. Meyer:	Go ahead.
SCP-XXXX:	It… It beamed so many things into my mind, I could barely understand any of it. But I could tell it was judging me, us, all of us. I don't think it hates me, but I think I represent something it hates. And it can't help me, so it's punishing me.
Dr. Meyer:	How do you know?
SCP-XXXX:	I dropped, I fell. For a moment I thought that would be good, getting away from that thing in the sky. But it was still all around me, it's everywhere. I- I dont think it's in any specific place, not like we understand places. As I continued to sink into the endless nothing it felt like time itself began to stretch, and so did my perception. Somehow I could see everything. The city, the world, everyone. Portland? Puebla? Fucking Perth for all I know. It all looks the same to me now, the gold really accentuates the cacophony. And the people, they were all just going on with their lives, like always, going on without me. I felt like eons passed, generations upon generations moving forwards through time leaving behind those who cannot contribute. I saw people and their legacies. Leaders, philosophers, artists. All the leaders of our kind adding lines and shapes to the grand plan for our species. Though their names forgotten, even artisans and slaves left their mark on time through temples and monuments. Every soul a brick for the grand palace that is humanity. And yet there's still the forgotten. There’s still us. There's still me. Nothing of value to add. And so, I fell. I could see all of it. Everything but my body. A single idiot mind thrown through the void like a lost comet. Time itself left me behind, and so did matter. Everything just faded away and I was left alone in the dark with that thing. Falling, falling, falling forever. Like I was always destined to.
Dr. Meyer:	You know that last part isn't true.
SCP-XXXX:	Does it matter? It's me, it's the environment, who cares. It's the same thing. I fell into oblivion because I thought I had too, because it made sense to me. Well maybe it makes sense to me because I must, because that's my destiny. To be a receptacle for all that is bad and unholy. Please… Just tell me where it is.
Dr. Meyer:	I can't do that.
	A loud banging noise can be heard as an invisible force slams on the table.
SCP-XXXX:	You know what, there's one more thing I realized. I realize why I keep thinking about my past, about home, in all its glorious architectural madness. Why I both hate and miss it. It's because It’s not home that I miss. I miss being younger, simpler, and free of expectations. I miss the time before I let everyone down. I miss the time before I became who I am now. I miss the time when I would want to do something and then I'd simply do it. Back when I didn't need to focus months worth of effort and motivation to do one simple task. Fuck, I can't do anything, nothing. I can't even lay in bed properly like I used to for days. I'm just so goddamn tired. I'm tired of being so goddamn tired.
Dr. Meyer:	Please, let me help.
SCP-XXXX:	No. It's fine, don't tell me, I'll find out myself. After all, walls can now only stop me if I let them. At least it gave me that.
Dr. Meyer:	Wait! you don't have to do this. You don't deserve any of this.
	The energy signal is detected phasing through the southeast wall of the room. Dr. Meyer remains, alone.
Dr. Meyer:	SCP-XXXX? SCP-XXXX?
	8 seconds of silence.
Dr. Meyer:	Rafa?
	30 seconds later a member of site staff bursts into the room informing Dr. Meyer that the signal had left the room. Dr. Meyer curses and they both leave the room. The recording ends.

[END LOG]

Addendum XXXX.6: Incident log recorded on 11/04/2020

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Following the previous interview, Dr. Meyer contacted site director Edward Greenwood about a potential containment breach. The site alarm was activated and 6 minutes later an on-site MTF arrived at the cell of SCP-XXXX-A. They were unable to enter immediately. A greyscale video of the event was recorded, audio is not available. Transcript follows.

<T+00:00:00> SCP-XXXX-A is visible sitting at its work station filling data sheets. Several piles of folders and papers can be seen stacked neatly on the desk and bed, the only furniture in the cell. A small portion of the hallway can be seen through the porthole in the door.

<T+00:00:03> The alarm begins at this time, bright light can be seen illuminating the hallway intermittently. SCP-XXXX-A looks towards the door for a moment, annoyed, then continues working.

At this moment Quale sensor in the room fired indicating an anomalous reading.

<T+00:00:12> A small depression can be seen on the surface of the bed. Staff can be seen running outside on the hallway. The depression disappears.

At this point the electronic panel of the cell door was tempered despite not being opened. Cables were pulled off their connections causing the door to go into lockdown and disabling all functions.

<T+00:00:18> A depression can be seen on the bed once again, shaped like a human hand. One of the stacks on the bed can be seen tilting slightly. Five papers fall and gently land on the floor. The depression disappears.

<T+00:00:27> The MTF arrives and can be seen through the porthole. They attempt to open the door.

<T+00:00:28> One of the papers on the floor is violently thrown, it lands flat on the porthole covering it. The paper stays fixed unnaturally to the porthole.

<T+00:00:32> The stacks on the bed collapse violently as an invisible force swings at them. Papers fall all over the floor. SCP-XXXX-A turns around and stares with a blank expression.

<T+00:00:34> SCP-XXXX-A stands up, and begins picking up the papers.

<T+00:00:54> SCP-XXXX-A continues picking up papers. The screen of the data terminal suddenly cracks and the display glitches. SCP-XXXX-A looks at it and appears to ask a short question.

Frame by frame analysis shows a single right handprint laying flat on the screen as it malfunctioned.

<T+00:00:56> The screen of the terminal breaks fully and goes black. SCP-XXXX-A does not flinch.

<T+00:01:08> A small whirlwind forms between SCP-XXXX-A and his desk. Papers can be seen gently moving on a circular motion.

<T+00:01:13> SCP-XXXX-A appears to ask another short question, then walks towards the anomaly on the floor. As soon as he is right in front to the anomaly the lights bulbs in the room explode and the room goes dark.

<T+00:01:18> The emergency lights in the room flash for an instant. Image is unintelligible at normal speed.

Frame by frame analysis shows several frames with the room barely illuminated and somehow tinted in blue despite the settings of the video not allowing for color. Static heavily covers the image. The room has changed appearance and now has a tiled ceramic floor, ornamented wooden furniture, and relief sculptures which cover the walls displaying many human figures. The sculptures are distorted and impossible to fully discern.

A vague human silhouette can be seen standing in front of SCP-XXXX-A. It is mostly translucent, appearing to slightly bend light traversing through it. The figure is reaching both its arms towards the neck of SCP-XXXX-A.

<T+00:01:35> The emergency lights flash once again for one second before turning on completely. The appearance of the room is back to normal but static and distortions still affect the image. SCP-XXXX-A is limp and floating above the ground over the same spot it was standing at before. Papers are stuck to the floors, furniture and walls, originating from the center of the former whirlwind as radial lines.

<T+00:01:45> SCP-XXXX-A stays limp. Some of the papers stuck to the walls can be seen peeling slowly.

<T+00:01:48> The remaining papers on the walls begin peeling from top down. The static and distortions on the image begin to decrease. SCP-XXXX-A can be seen floating down slowly.

<T+00:01:58> The few remaining papers on the walls peel in unison, including the one covering the porthole. The image distortion fully vanishes. SCP-XXXX-A drops to the floor seemingly unconscious. MTF agents can be seen in the hallway, one of them notices the window is uncovered and looks in, then shouts and signals at the other agents.

<T+00:02:32> SCP-XXXX-A stands up, and begins slowly picking up the papers. He orderly places them on the bed.

Recording ends.

Portion of the cell wall, as seen during the anomalous frames mid-event.

3 minutes later the MTF agents were able to override the door system and unlock the door. By this point SCP-XXXX-A had picked up and ordered about a third of the papers, and continued to do so even after the agents attempted to interact with it. A peak in Quale measures was recorded by the sensors on the cell during the event, this caused several sensors to malfunction. The measured peak was 3200 Quales which quickly decreased linearly. The readings were at zero by the time the agents opened the cell. A debriefing interview regarding the event took place shortly after. Video transcript follows.

Post-Incident Interview.XXXX.01

Date: 11/04/2020

Interviewer: Dr. Jonathan Meyer

Interviewee: SCP-XXXX-A

Introduction: Following the incident, SCP-XXXX-A accepted an interview. Notably, SCP-XXXX-A had been uncooperative with interviews up to this point.

[BEGIN LOG]

Dr. Meyer:	Dr. Meyer: Welcome SCP-XXXX-A. I am glad you accepted this interview.
SCP-XXXX-A:	Make it quick, I was told I will get a replacement data terminal. Work is accumulating right now.
Dr. Meyer:	You will get it. But first we need to talk about the incident. Were you able to sense SCP-XXXX while you were interacting?
SCP-XXXX-A:	Yes, he was very loud and emotional. Questioning his purpose in life. I did not pay attention. After he let me go he just sat down and cried until the staff managed to open the door.
Dr. Meyer:	Wait, so he did not dissipate while holding you? Can you still detect him?
SCP-XXXX-A:	No, not anymore. He did eventually fade away. And yes, he let me go.
Dr. Meyer:	Noted. Can you elaborate on why he might have let you go?
SCP-XXXX-A:	No.
Dr. Meyer:	Can you elaborate on his mental state before he vanished?
SCP-XXXX-A:	No.
	Dr. Meyer sighs.
Dr. Meyer:	Alright, next question. SCP-XXXX described being able to sense some sort of entity or force which he believed was the cause of this anomaly. He was however not able to understand what this entity was trying to communicate. Do you share this experience?
SCP-XXXX-A:	Yes. Except I find god easy to understand.
Dr. Meyer:	You believe this entity to be a god?
SCP-XXXX-A:	That does not matter. Functionally it is, hence it is easier to refer to it as such.
Dr. Meyer:	I see. Please elaborate. We might still be able to fix this.
SCP-XXXX-A:	Fix it, why? Am I not better now, am I not the best version of me?
Dr. Meyer:	Excuse me?
SCP-XXXX-A:	That is what I am. A gift from forces beyond our understanding. It saw us and our beliefs. It wanted to help us be the best we could be. And so it made me the best me I could be, as an example. Diligence incarnate.
Dr. Meyer:	That is all… questionable.
SCP-XXXX-A:	How so?
Dr. Meyer:	Forcing such a punishment based on ideas of sin that most people on this planet don't even believe in.
SCP-XXXX-A:	It is more complicated than that.
Dr. Meyer:	Explain.
SCP-XXXX-A:	It only gave us what we all wanted. Gods can see all of our collective thoughts and wishes. They can understand what we really want, what we really need. And just like the gods, we are cruel. No, not cruel. We are pragmatic. We understand not everyone can contribute so we leave them behind. We all do, It is normal, and it is right. God is just making it easier to follow our own path.
Dr. Meyer:	I refuse to believe that is true for all of us.
	SCP-XXXX-A laughs.
SCP-XXXX-A:	You do? Really? Then why is REBAI so limited, why are only the best deemed worthy?. You have no authority to judge the will of an entire civilization. Neither does god.
	Dr. Meyer stays silent for 5 seconds, with a serious look in his eyes.
Dr. Meyer:	What happens to him now?
SCP-XXXX-A:	It does not matter.
	Dr. Meyer stays quiet, he is visibly upset.
SCP-XXXX-A:	I believe we are done here.
Dr. Meyer:	Yes, we are done.
SCP-XXXX-A:	And my data terminal?
Dr. Meyer:	You will get it after your physical examination. We have to make sure you’re not injured.
SCP-XXXX-A:	Understandable. Not even I know what it would do if I were to die. I am confused however, why would I be hurt?
Dr. Meyer:	Stop with the survival of the fittest rhetoric. You were nearly choked to death. Now go.
SCP-XXXX-A:	What? He did not choke me. I think he wanted to at first but he did not. He hugged me.
	Recording ends.

[END LOG]

SCP-XXXX-A refused to elaborate further, it then received a new data terminal and was returned to containment. This interview was the last time it was documented speaking about any topic not related to the fabricated work it has been given. A week after this interview SCP-XXXX-A ceased taking care of its own biological needs in order to continue working without breaks. Containment procedures updated. Four days later SCP-XXXX was declared neutralized

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Addendum XXXX.7: Update

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On 04/6/2021, Dr. Meyer received an email, technicians were unable to determine an origin for it. SCP-XXXX has not been detected on any relevant location and is still presumed neutralized. Message follows.

From: Unknown

To: Dr. Meyer

Date: 04/06/2021

Subject: Despite it all

Well, hello there. It has been a while. I hope you are all doing fine, I hope this crazy world hasn’t turned you mad. As for me, I'm doing better once again. So much better. You are right, I don't deserve this. Nobody does, and yet so many of us have to live with it. But this is not a punishment, at least it wasn't until my life got turned upside down by some extra-dimensional force. But yes, it was not a punishment. Being me was never a punishment, and I am still me. This, what I am now, it may have been meant as a punishment, an eternal death. But I wont allow that to be. I did not allow the cold disinterest of humanity to kill me, I will not allow this new executioner to do so either. If I suffered it was because humans can be cold, many of us are, many of us turn a blind eye to the suffering of others. We can't help so we ignore. We believe in our society, we believe it will sort things out, and we are not willing to question. The worst ones of us say it's our own fault. They say we are to blame for freezing to death. And when it's all melted and gone they forget us. Sorry for being so damn poetic but right now it just feels… right. Winter was always my favorite season. For some months the world slows down to a halt, life slumbers, and humanity stops to admire the pure delicate beauty of the frozen planet. For once life does not go on without us. Then spring comes, and with it new opportunities. I won't waste this opportunity. Don't take me wrong. I still don't like this. I still suffer. Some days it's still so damn hard to even bother believing I still have a body. Things aren’t so different from the old days. They call it many names, a lack of love for life they say. Silly that their empty hearts do not see the irony. And so, I won't waste this opportunity. This is not a gift, but I can make one of it. I can make sure I prevail despite the world moving on without me. And I can make sure those who left me behind do not forget. I am going on a journey for now, and I am not sure if I will be back. After all, I can go anywhere now, I am everywhere now, just like it is. I'm still not sure if it's god. It may not be, it may be us. But either way, it is getting an interdimensional punch courtesy of me. Thank you for everything. I'm not sure what will happen now. But I will try to be back eventually. After all it, he, is still still me. A part of me, it's just incomplete. Hollow. And so am I without it. He and I. Soul and body. We still have many winters ahead of us, such a long life still yet to be fully lived. Our life. My life. And I will live it as I please.

Footnotes

SCP Sandbox III

Sandbox III: Revenge of the Sandbox