Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be contained in a standard humanoid containmemt cell at Site 66. A living compartment for 4 D-Class personnel is to be established no more than 10 meters away from SCP-XXXX's containment cell, and these D-Class personnel must be given Class C amnestic and rotated out every 14 days, unless instructed otherwise for testing purposes. No other personnel are permitted to sleep any closer than 10 meters from the entity's cell.
In the event of a containment breach, a D-Class known to be afflicted with insomnia is to locate and coax SCP-XXXX back to its containment cell, and from there is to be considered MIA/KIA, and no attempts to recover the D-Class should be made.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a roughly humanoid entity standing at roughly 2.43 meters tall, and weighing just under 50 kg. The anomaly has the ability to put any creature in the Animalia kingdom to sleep via consumption of its pastel pink and blue "hair," henceforth considered SCP-XXXX-A, that grows from its scalp and tail. It has multiple similarities to both sheep's wool and cotton candy, and has been described to taste exactly like the former. Dissections of SCP-XXXX have shown an organ not found in human anatomy, which takes an unknown energy source to produce sedative-esque chemicals. These chemicals are found in heavy densities in SCP-XXXX-A.
SCP-XXXX will attempt to convince any nearby creatures in the Animalia kingdom to consume a portion of SCP-XXXX-A, and has proven itself to have a strategy of sorts; it will initially appear as a polite, well-mannered creature merely wanting to offer a snack. When this does not work or the victim does not react to its efforts, the anomaly will slowly become more manipulative and aggressive, eventually proceeding to attack and incapacitate its victim.
Once it has achieved its goal of putting its victim to sleep, SCP-XXXX, through anomalous means, will eat the sleeping creature's dreams, although no substantial damage to the victim will occur until a fortnight has passed without any third party interference. After 14 days of sleeping within 10 meters of SCP-XXXX without waking, the victim will be considered an instance of SCP-XXXX-1, and without extensive psychological assistance and remediation, will eventually succumb to brain damage resulting in organ and/or system failure. The exact nature of this neurological degrading is currently not understood by Foundation researchers.
SCP-XXXX's victims do not have to consume SCP-XXXX-A to be affected; as long as they are asleep within ten meters of the entity, it can proceed to devour the dreams of the victim. Notably, however, victims who have not consumed SCP-XXXX-A are found to be much easier to awaken than those who have.
The creature itself does not appear to need sleep or any other form of sustenance; its biological functions do not operate in the same manner as humans', despite the close similarities. For instance, despite possessing a ribcage identical to that of a human being, it has an extra pair of perfectly-functional arms protruding from just above its midsection. It also possesses legs not unlike a quadriped's hind legs, with cloven hooves instead of feet. The anatomy of its knees implies heavy surgical involvement, with scar tissue showing that at one point SCP-XXXX did possess legs completely identical to human beings.
SCP-XXXX was discovered in Quito, Ecuador, in 1985 after reports of at least two dozen missing people in the area were made. A science lab, soon discovered by police officers to be a human experimentation lab, was found to contain around three-quarters of the missing people that had been reported within the last two months. After police reported details about the cadavers lacking any apparent wounds or signs of fatal conditions and documents on substances and materials that claimed to cause anomalous affects, the Foundation stepped in.
Class A amnestics were supplied to the police force and the reports were modified to imply that the laboratory had collapsed, killing all the missing people inside. SCP-XXXX was not discovered by the police force, although the Mobile Task Force sent to investigate the lab found it in a state of emaciation, having killed many of the researchers onsite and consequently losing its supply of dreams to consume. It was contained and sent to Site 66 without incident, where it began to regain energy after enticing a Junior Researcher into its containment cell, turning said researcher into an instance of SCP-XXXX-1. Although the researcher was recovered and eventually rehabilitated, their psychological health immediately following the incident showed signs of major deterioration (See Interview Log XXXX-2).
A secondary investigation into the lab revealed that a single researcher had survived SCP-XXXX's attack, and had been living off of the food and water rations in the bunker just below the laboratory's underground levels. He, identifying himself as Dr. Santiago, was taken into Foundation custody and interrogated (See Interview Log XXXX-1).
Interviewed: Junior Researcher Jackson
Interviewer: Dr. Bronswick
Foreword: Jr. Researcher Jackson was recovered from SCP-XXXX's containment cell after roughly 15 days, and an interview was set immediately afterwards to evaluate her psychological health.
<Begin Log, 15:27>
Dr. Bronswick: Hello, Jackson. How are you today?
Jackson: I'm… Alive? I. Thought I was dead. Why aren't I dead?
Dr. Bronswick: SCP-XXXX apparently doesn't kill its victims. Just puts them to sleep.
Jackson: No no no, you don't get it. That.. thing. It gets in your head, does something to your mind.
Dr. Bronswick: I'm sorry?
Jackson: That monster in that cell. It eats your brain away without ever touching you. It'll act like it wants to help you, like it doesn't mean any harm, and then it's too late. I, (Jackson begins to hyperventilate, grasping at the table) I thought I saw that thing everywhere, just watching. Not saying anything, although I knew it could. Not doing anything. Staring at me with those stupid fucking eyes, those pink bullshit eyes that never seem to close for longer than a second and they're just watching, judging, waiting for you to break and then that thing jumps at you and eats you alive and-
Dr. Bronswick: I think we'd better end this here, Jackson. It can't hurt you anymore, don't worry.
<End Log, 15:36>
Closing Statement: Clearly, a balance between keeping SCP-XXXX from dying and keeping it from killing others is needed if we are to contain it. If there is no balance, more people like Jackson will be harmed. - Dr. Bronswick
Interviewed: Dr. Santiago
Interviewer: Dr. Bronswick
Foreword: Researcher taken from the human experimentation lab in Quito, Ecuador, was questioned to determine SCP-XXXX's origin. The interview has been translated from Spanish to English for convenience.
<Begin Log, 13:04>
Dr. Bronswick: Good afternoon, doctor.
Dr. Santiago: Um. Hello.
Dr. Bronswick: Formalities out of the way… Let's get started then. What can you tell me about SCP-XXXX?
Dr. Santiago: Oh, is that what you named him? Um. Let me think. We were working on this project, yeah? As a group. Me and my team, I mean. We wanted to make this weapon, because we would hear a lot about these people in the jungle, you know? Amazon rainforest and all that. Indigenous tribes that refused to give up their ancient lands for the sake of industrialisation. Of course, the government down in Brazil especially did not like that, but they could not mention that much about it publicly, so they tried to contact other governments and-
Dr. Bronswick: I asked you what could you tell me about SCP-XXXX, not your history.
Dr. Santiago: (Nervously) Well, yeah, I was getting to that point. These guys told us to make a weapon and we had no idea what to do with that information, so one of my partners said we should use what works best against people; other people. We asked the government about the idea, and they sent us some civilians. Low-class people, nobody who would be missed too much.
Dr. Bronswick: Was SCP-XXXX one of those people?
Dr. Santiago: Sort of? He was one of them to begin with. We started working with ways to take out the indigenous tribes. Not kill them, of course, but… you know. Put them to sleep, and when they woke up they were no longer in the way.
Dr. Bronswick: I see.
Dr. Santiago: Yeah. Except, see, it was a pretty hard thing to accomplish. The human body evolved to survive, and not much else beyond that. Trying to make it do something it has never needed to do before is a lot more complicated than it sounds. Like telling a robot to do something it has never been coded to do.
Dr. Bronswick: There were failed experiments, then.
Dr. Santiago: Plenty of them. Um. It took at least six or seven attempts before we figured out what we wanted to do, and then another three or four people had to die before we could make it work for us.
Dr. Bronswick: When it did work, what happened?
Dr. Santiago: Hell broke loose.
Dr. Bronswick: …Care to elaborate?
Dr. Santiago: The guy, he was different. Not human. Not right. The surgeons there, said they wanted to test some new things on him while they were at it. I think that was what really fucked him up. (Dr. Santiago begins to sound agitated, his breathing becoming sharper) I guess it was understandable, looking back. If I woke up with an extra set of arms and Diablo's legs, I might have freaked out too. I do not know how the people cutting him open never stopped to consider that option, but I do know one thing.
Dr. Bronswick: And what would that be?
Dr. Santiago: He should have never left that operation table alive. I think maybe he died there, and something possessed him. Something took over. He became a monster. He… It… I… (Here, Dr. Santiago lurches out of the chair and attempts to exit the room, to which Dr. Bronswick turns off the recording tape).
<End Log, 13:34>
Closing Statement: Dr. Santiago should be applied Class C amnestic and then allowed to return to his family, although a cover story will need to be made. While this is not conclusive information to SCP-XXXX's origins, as Dr. Santiago's condition is borderline paranoid, it is safe to assume at least some of his story is the truth. - Dr. Bronswick