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Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Neutralized (Formerly Thaumiel) (Article pending rewrite)

Special Containment Procedures: The computer storing SCP-XXXX is to be kept at Site-73 in the low threat anomalies wing in case of reactivation; the computer is stored in an armored safe measuring 1x1x1 meters.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a program residing in the computer formerly belonging David ███████, a computer technician in the town of San Francisco, California. On the side of the computer "Happy Birthday Conner", now identified as the owners son, Conner ███████, is written in black marker. Upon discovery, besides core system files, only a collection of pictures and a very small amount of painting applications were stored on the computer. SCP-XXXXs anomalous properties manifest in the form of a sentient computer program titled "Fake.exe"; this file is automatically run on startup however may be closed through the task manager. Upon start SCP-XXXX will take control of the computer, however will have no control over the mouse cursor (not needing it) and will often not interfere with the users current task. SCP-XXXX is specifically fond of drawing and in paintings and pictures it's main anomalous traits occur. Any painting made by SCP-XXXX will become sentient and any edits made to pictures of the real world will become real if made by SCP-XXXX.

Discovery: The foundation was alerted to the existence of SCP-XXXX when the family in possession of it attempted to sell it at a garage sale. The buyers reported "hackers tampering with their computer" and embedded foundation agents managed to secure SCP-XXXX after acquisition by local police. The same agents used to acquire the object were used to investigate the home of Mrs.███████, wherein they found notes leading up to the death of Conner ███████, and the suicide of his father shortly after.

Happy birthday son! Even though you're struggling at school I know you're working hard. Your mother and I saved up a little and got you something we think you'll really enjoy! It's waiting for you downstairs along with your favorite breakfast. - Dad