Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures:
Each component of SCP-XXXX is to be neatly folded into a 15cm by 30cm square, stacked, and contained within a standard anomalous article storage locker secured by no less than 3 locks. Access to SCP-XXXX is restricted to Level 3 researchers and above, and must be sought through a formal written request placed with the Site Director.
Standard Anomalous-Humanoid Containment Cell No. 20041437 has been reserved for use in testing SCP-XXXX. The cell is to be equipped with one queen-sized box frame and headboard, one queen-sized mattress, two pillows, one four-drawer dresser, one nightstand, one lamp fitted with a 100-watt lightbulb, and one crescent-moon shaped night light. Cell No. 024437 is to be included in the site’s regular custodian and maintenance rounds, and is to be cleaned not less than twice weekly.
When conducting testing, SCP-XXXX is to be installed evenly onto the mattress using hospital-corners. The pillowcases, once installed upon the pillows, are to be placed upon the bed so that their open ends face inward towards one other. The flat sheet and blanket are to be folded down so that there is at least a 20 cm gap between their top and the pillows.
Upon the appearance of an instance of SCP-XXXX-1, the closest adult human to the bed upon which SCP-XXXX is installed is to accept SCP-XXXX-2, sit upon the foot of the bed, and vocalize one original story for a period of no less than five minutes.
EDIT:
Standard Anomalous-Humanoid Containment Cell No. 2041435 is to be reserved as living quarters for D-79234, and is to be outfitted with normal Class-C amenities. D-79234 is to be confined to his quarters unless accompanied by at least two Class-C personnel. No testing involving SCP-XXXX is to be conducted unless D-79234 is present.
An assortment of 5 stuffed animals or similar plush toys are to be kept on hand during any testing involving SCP-XXXX.
[See Addendum XXXX-A]
Description:
SCP-XXXX is a set of queen-sized bedsheets comprising one light blue linen fitted-sheet, one light blue single-ply linen flat sheet, two blue and yellow striped linen pillowcases, and one dark blue and green flannel comforter. No tags or manufacturer’s markings are present on any component of SCP-XXXX.
When SCP-XXXX is properly installed upon a bed, the space between the fitted and flat sheets will extend a significant distance beyond the foot of the bed, reaching into an unknown space. Attempts to explore the space beyond the foot of the bed have revealed that the two sheets extend on in all directions. 230m beyond the foot of the bed the sheets have been observed to take on a slightly fleshy coloration, with visible freckles, hairs, and pores appearing upon their surfaces. At 300m the surfaces become observably moist, and a faint heartbeat has been reported by explorers. At a distance of 450m, the space has been recorded to reach temperatures of 60 degrees C and a humidity of up to 89 percent. Beyond this point, the pressure exerted by the top sheet has been measured at over 30,000 psi. At this time, no end point in the gap between the sheets has been located.
When a human over 20 years of age approaches the bed which SCP-XXXX has been properly installed upon, an entity (designated SCP-XXXX-1) will emerge from the space between the sheets and lay in the bed. The appearance of SCP-XXXX-1 varies depending upon the closest adult human present when it emerges, but tends to manifest as a large, vaguely humanoid mass of human skin, hair, muscle tissue, viscera, cancerous growths, and teeth. SCP-XXXX-1 generally appears roughly the mass as a human child between the ages of 7 to 10 years old, but has been observed manifesting much larger. SCP-XXXX-1’s form seems to be tied to the adult human who is standing closest to the bed which SCP-XXXX is installed upon at the time of its emergence, with repeated tests using the same human subject showing SCP-XXXX-1 taking on similar forms over multiple appearances.
Upon emerging, SCP-XXXX-1 will turn to the nearest adult human and present to them with a 17cm by 25cm book made from human skin, sinew, and nail (designated SCP-XXXX-2). Each instance of SCP-XXXX-2 is unique, and ranges from 10 to 15 pages in length. Each page of a SCP-XXXX-2 instance will be stained with a combination of blood, mucous, and fecal matter. To date, no discernable pattern has been observed in these stains.
After a short period of activity, SCP-XXXX-1 will recede back under the sheets of SCP-XXXX. No observed period of activity has exceeded four hours in length.
Full experiment documentation may be requested in writing through Dr. ███████.
Tape 0001: Experiment A - 02/10/19██
Subject: D-78753
Subject Description: D-78753 is a 34 year old male. Subject has a history of violent criminal behavior, with charges including assault, battery, and murder of a federal witness.
Transcript:
D-78753 enters the test chamber.
Dr. ███████: D-78753, can you hear me?
D-78753: Yeah, I hear you. Where you at, though?
Dr. ███████: We are observing you from another room. Approach the bed slowly.
D-78753: Why?
Dr. ███████: Approach the bed, D-78753.
D-78753: Fuck you, I asked you a question!
Dr. ███████: You don’t get to ask questions, D-78753. You’ll do as we tell you or you can go back to sitting on death row where we found you. Your choice.
D-78753 makes an obscene hand gesture towards the camera.
Dr. ███████: Approach the bed or I’m ending this experiment and calling the guards—
D-78753: Alright, alright, calm down sweetie! I heard you!
D-78753 turns and begins walking towards SCP-XXXX.
D-78753: There, are you happy now? I “approached” the damn bed!
The sheets of SCP-XXXX begin to rustle and rise up from the mattress.
D-78753: Hey, what the fuck? You didn’t say there was anyone else in here!
SCP-XXXX-1 emerges from under the covers. Notable physical characteristics of its current form include: a gaping mouth encompassing the majority of SCP-XXXX-1’s chest cavity; a single long braid of blond hair extending out from each of SCP-XXXX-1’s temples; and a series of open sores in place of SCP-XXXX-1’s eyes and nostrils.
D-78753: Holy shit… Holy shit!
SCP-XXXX-1 produces an instance of SCP-XXXX-2 and presents it towards D-78753. D-78735 sprints away from the bed and begins pounding on the door to the test chamber.
D-78753: What the hell is that? Get me out of here! Hey, bitch! I said get me out of—
SCP-XXXX-1 drops the instance of SCP-XXXX-2 into its lap and begins emitting a high-frequency cry at a volume of 234 decibels. D-78753 collapses to the ground with his hands covering his ears. SCP-XXXX-1 continues screaming for one hour and thirty-seven minutes before receding back under the sheets. No other audio can be deciphered for the remainder of the recording.
Notes:
We weren’t able to recover D-78753’s body until after SCP-XXXX-1 disappeared. Entering the room while it was screaming was too dangerous to risk personnel on. I’ll take responsibility for it if the Ethics Committee come barking. Preliminary examination looks like he was pulverized by the sound waves it was emitting. The coroner says his internal organs were essentially vibrated into jelly. Seems like the field agents who brought this one in weren’t exaggerating. It’s a real shame. He was such a nice fellow.
Tape 0002: Experiment B - 02/18/19██
Subject: D-78839
Subject Description: D-78753 is a 58 year old female. Subject was serving two life sentences for drowning her children (ages 3 years and eight months) in the bathtub.
Transcript:
Dr. ███████: Approach the bed slowly.
D-78839: Yes, ma’am…
As D-78839 moves towards the bed, SCP-XXXX-1 quickly emerge from under the sheets. SCP-XXXX-1’s body is completely covered in long, fang-like protrusions. A single unblinking eye on SCP-XXXX-1’s forehead is staring intently at D-78839.
D-78839: What—
SCP-XXXX-1 begins emitting a high-frequency cry at a volume of 248 decibels. Security personnel wearing ear protection quickly enter the test chamber and extract D-78839. SCP-XXXX-1 continues screaming for two hours and eight minutes before receding back under the sheets.
Notes:
SCP-XXXX-1 had a much quicker and noticeably more violent reaction to D-78839’s presence than to D-78753. I can’t imagine why it would attack her on sight but hesitated with D-78753. He was definitely more of a threat than D-78839. I don’t know… There are just too many variable to form a conclusion at this time.
It’s possible that SCP-XXXX-1 is becoming more active because of our interactions with it. It seems to come out when things go near it. Maybe it gets more upset the more things enter its comfort zone. We’ll have to come up with some way of testing for a relationship between SCP-XXXX’s proximal population and SCP-XXXX-1’s behavior…
The security boys got to D-78839 before any real damage was done. She’s got some serious hearing loss and a few popped blood vessels in her eyes, but beyond that I don’t see why she couldn’t be used her another project. I’ll put out some feelers and see if anyone else on site needs a warm body…
Tape 0003: Experiment C (Cleanup) - 02/21/19██
Subject: 200 Mus musculus
Subject Description: Subjects are a population of 200 genetically identical house mice between the ages of two and four weeks old, contained in two metal cages.
Transcript:
Junior researcher David K█████ enters the test chamber and positions the subjects next to the bed. There is no response from SCP-XXXX for three hours, at which point testing is terminated. Microphones and primary video systems are deactivated at this time, but backup cameras continue rolling.
//As junior researcher K█████ approaches the bed to retrieve the cages, SCP-XXXX-1 suddenly reaches out from under the sheets and grabs onto him. Only one ofSCP-XXXX-1’s arms is ever visible emerging from the sheets. //
SCP-XXXX-1’s body is pressed extremely wide and flat, almost the same size and thickness as one of the bedsheets that makes up SCP-XXXX. Its skin is covered in large, fluid-filled blisters which burst upon contact with junior researcher K█████. The fluid from within the blisters soaks junior researcher K█████’s arms and chest and quickly begins eating through his clothing. Upon reaching junior researcher K█████’s skin, the fluid induces near instantaneous putrefaction of the exposed flesh.
SCP-XXXX-1 begins emitting a high-frequency cry at a volume of 221 decibels. Security officers wearing hearing protection enter the room, but are unable to separate junior researcher K█████ from SCP-XXXX-1 and are forced to retreat after four minutes. SCP-XXXX-1 continues screaming for one hour and fifty minutes before receding back under the sheets.
Notes:
This shouldn’t have happened…
I shouldn’t have allowed this to happen…
…
It must have manifested when he first entered the test chamber to position the mice…
Must have sat there for the whole three hours, hiding…
…
I’ve been working with K█████ for two years now. He was a good researcher, especially for a kid recruited right out of school. A little messy, but as professional as any site director I’ve ever run into. Given a few years, he might have been the one running the experiments instead of cleaning up after them…
…
I still keep looking over at his desk, expecting to see him scribbling in one of those stupid adult coloring books he loved so much…
…
David didn’t deserve this…
…
We need to be more careful going forward. I don’t want to put any more people at risk with this thing. From now on, no one but D-Class go anywhere near the test chamber. If that lump of snot is going to kill anyone else, I’d rather avoid it being someone who’s actually worth a damn.
There isn’t much data that we can salvage from this test. Most of our recording setup wasn’t running during the event.
But I refuse to let K█████’s sacrifice be for nothing.
At least we seem to have confirmed that the mere presence of a living creature won’t trigger an SCP-XXXX-1 appearance. That crosses out our “population ratio” theory, I suppose. I’d guess anything less than a human isn’t going to get a response out of it, but I’m not going to waste time and resources throwing cats and dogs at the thing. That’s what we have D-Class for.
Edit:
I was going through K█████’s personnel file looking for any next of kin that might need to be contacted, and I noticed something. K█████ was involved in a drunk driving accident about four years ago. Might have been why he came to work with us instead of chasing a more traditional position. Doesn’t matter. What does matter is that the other car involved in the wreck had a small child in the backseat. A child who didn’t survive the crash.
This might be a stretch, but I think I know why our little visitor reacted so violently to D-78839 and K█████, and why it gave D-78753 a chance.
Of course, I won’t know anything for sure until I get another lab rat in there. And I’m not talking about any more damn mice.
**Tape 0004: Experiment D - 03/07/19██ **
Subject: D-79234
Subject Description: D-79234 is a 39 year old man. Subject was recruited from the ██████████ Maximum Security Penitentiary, where he was awaiting execution for the murder of his 8 year old daughter.
Transcript:
In anticipation of violent reactions from SCP-XXXX-1, from now on recording systems will be activated prior to the subject’s entering the test chamber.
SCP-XXXX is installed upon the bed in the testing chamber via robotic arms. No behavior is observed from SCP-XXXX for 13 minutes, at which point the door to the test chamber opens and D-79234 enters. The door is sealed behind him.
Dr. ███████: Can you hear me, D-79234?
D-79234 looks around the test chamber until he notices the primary camera system. He looks directly into the lens.
D-79234: I… Yes, I can hear you.
Dr. ███████: Walk over to the bed in the corner of the room.
D-79234 turns his head towards the bed, then returns his gaze to the camera.
D-79234: Why isn’t anyone else in here with me?
Dr. ███████: Walk over to the bed in the corner of the room.
D-79234: Is it dangerous?
Dr. ███████: Walk over to—
D-79234: Is this thing going to kill me?
D-79234 stares silently into the camera for sixty seconds.
D-79234: Is that why you brought me here? This is some new kind of execution method?
Dr. ███████: Walk over to the bed—
D-79234: Whatever.
D-79234 turns away from the camera and approaches SCP-XXXX. The sheets begin to rustle violently. D-79234 looks back towards the camera for a moment, then continues moving towards SCP-XXXX.
D-79234: Just get it over with…
SCP-XXXX-1 emerges from under the sheets. Its form is tall and thin, its upper torso reaching over two meters above the bed with arms twice that length. SCP-XXXX-1’s skin is pulled taught, and splits open at the joints when it moves, seeping a deep-purple fluid from the wounds. The entity lacks any form of eyes, nose, or ears. It has no lower jaw, and multiple rows of jagged teeth sprout from the upper one. Long, greasy black hair hangs down from its head, running over SCP-XXXX-1’s shoulders, down its body, and disappearing under the sheets.
D-79234: Fuck me…
SCP-XXXX-1 turns its head towards D-79234 and leans in his direction. D-79234 takes a step backwards and stumbles, falling to a seated position on the ground. SCP-XXXX-1 continues to lean over D-79234.
D-79234: What… What is…
SCP-XXXX-1 moves its face directly next to D-79234’s. No movement occurs for ninety seconds. Then, without looking away, SCP-XXXX-1 reaches under the sheets and produces an instance of SCP-XXXX-2. D-79234 looks down to SCP-XXXX-2, then reaches out and takes it from SCP-XXXX-1’s hand. SCP-XXXX-1 pulls back and lays down in the bed, pulling the sheets up to its chin.
D-79234: I don’t… I’m sorry, I…
SCP-XXXX-1 begins to emit a low pitched whine, which slowly increases in volume.
D-79234: What do I…
D-79234 opens SCP-XXXX-2, separating the mucous-soaked pages from one another. He stands up and moves towards the bed. SCP-XXXX-1’s cry continues to slowly grow louder.
D-79234: Do you… Want to hear a story?
SCP-XXXX-1’s cry abruptly stops and its face turns towards D-79234. Its head begins to convulse violently. D-79234 takes a seat on the bed next to SCP-XXXX-1.
D-79234: Ok! Ok then… Just… Stop that…
SCP-XXXX-1 stops convulsing. D-79234 proceeds to spend 12.5 minutes telling the story of a rubber duck which teams up with a gingerbread man to save their home village in 14th-century rural France from aliens shaped like stegosaurs. Upon the story’s conclusion, SCP-XXXX-1 slowly recedes back under the sheets and disappears.
Tape 0005: Subject Interview - 03/07/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
Dr. ███████ is seated in interrogation room 0257. D-79234 is led into the room by two armed security officers. The door is sealed behind them, and the security officers remain positioned on either side of D-79234 as he takes his seat opposite Dr. ███████. Dr. ███████ clears her throat.
Dr. ███████: This a the supplemental post-test interview, being conducted following the results of Experiment XXXX-D. Dr. ███████ conducting the interview. Identify yourself for the record.
There is a thirty second period of silence.
D-79234: You’re the lady from before. From the room with the loudspeakers—
Dr. ███████: Answer the questions clearly and concisely.
There is a ten second period of silence.
Dr. ███████: Identify yourself for the record.
D-79234: Gregory—
Dr. ███████: Your proper designation.
D-79234 looks down to the tattoo on his right forearm.
D-79234: Prisoner Number 79234.
Dr. ███████: D-79234. You’re not a prisoner.
D-79234: So I’m allowed to leave, then?
Dr. ███████: I think you’ll find that most prisoners enjoy far more liberty than your kind do.
D-79234 begins to speak, but Dr. ███████ cuts him off.
Dr. ███████: That’s how you would describe the test chamber? After everything you saw in there? “The room with the loud speakers” is all you could come up with?
D-79234: I’m not exactly sure what I saw in there. But I get the feeling whatever it was, it wasn’t what ya’ll were expecting.
Dr. ███████: Well you’ve certainly thrown a wrench into our primary hypothesis.
D-79234: So monsters don’t usually crawl out of that bed?
Dr. ███████: No, that’s fairly common. It’s just that the monsters don’t tend to let our test subjects leave the room in one piece. Until now, that is.
There is a one minute period of silence.
D-79234: You knew that thing was dangerous, and you still sent me in there?
Dr. ███████: We sent you in there because we knew it was dangerous.
There is a thirty second period of silence.
D-79234: So why am I still here talking to you?
Dr. ███████: Well, that’s what this interview is for.
D-79234: And why am I expected to help you?
One of the security officers draws his sidearm and chambers a round.
Dr. ███████: D-79234, your test provided us with an interesting result. But I can assure you, that result is reproducible. And you are replaceable.
There is a one minute period of silence.
D-79234: What do you want to know?
Dr. ███████: There’s a missing variable in the equation. Of the four emergence events we’ve recorded, two have resulted in immediate hostility, and two have not.
D-79234: That thing’s killed three people?
Dr. ███████: No. That thing has killed one person, and two D-Class.
There is a one minute period of silence.
D-79234: You said you had a working theory. What was it?
Dr. ███████: Until now, the primary link between the creature’s attack seemed to be children. Or rather, it was agitated by the presence of individuals who had been involved in a child’s death—
D-79234: I didn’t kill Ashley.
Dr. ███████ flips through the files spread out on the table in front of her.
Dr. ███████: It says here “Convicted on all counts.” Judge handed down the maximum sentence. Appealed twice, upheld both times.
D-79234: I didn’t kill my daughter.
Dr. ███████: “Was most likely disturbed by his recent divorce, and upset that his ex-wife had been awarded full custody—“
D-79234: I didn’t do it.
Dr. ███████: I’m sure. None of you D-Class have ever done what you were convicted of—
D-79234 leaps out of his chair and slams both hands on the table in front of him. Dr. ███████ recoils away from him.
D-79234: I DIDN’T KILL MY LITTLE GIRL!
The two security officers grab D-79234’s arms and slam his face against the table, knocking out his right eyetooth. He continues to struggle as they restrain his hands behind his back and begin to escort him out of the room.
D-79234: Put that on the fucking record!
**Tape 0006: Experiment E - 03/15/19██ **
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
SCP-XXXX is installed upon the bed in the testing chamber via robotic arms. No behavior is observed from SCP-XXXX for 8 minutes, at which point the door to the test chamber opens and D-79234 enters. The door is sealed behind him.
Dr. ███████: Walk over to the bed, D-79234.
D-79234 pauses for a moment, then moves across the room towards SCP-XXXX. SCP-XXXX-1 manifests as he approaches the bed. It’s form is extremely similar to its last appearance, although it is slightly smaller and its hair has changed to a dirty-blonde color. It produces an instance of SCP-XXXX-2 from under the covers and presents it to D-79234.
D-79234: inaudible
Dr. ███████: Say again, D-79234. That was too low for us to hear it.
SCP-XXXX-1 moves the book closer to D-79234 and begins to emit a low-pitch whine.
D-79234: I wasn’t talking to you.
Dr. ███████: I want to hear everything that is said in my test chamber, D-79234.
D-79234 pauses for thirty seconds. SCP-XXXX-1 continues to whine at increasing volume, poking D-79234’s chest with SCP-XXXX-2.
Dr. ███████: D-79—
D-79234: I asked her if she was going to kill me if I didn’t take the book.
D-79234 turns and looks directly into the camera.
D-79234: Will she?
Dr. ███████: We’re not certain what triggers hostility in the entity at this time—
D-79234: Yeah, you don’t know anything do you?
D-7934 turns back to face SCP-XXXX-1.
D-79234: Is that how this works, honey?
SCP-XXXX-1 continues to whine. D-79234 begins to exhibit signs of severe headache, wincing in response to the sound.
D-79234: Alright, alright… It’s ok…
D-79234 takes SCP-XXXX-2 from the entity and sits down on the bed beside SCP-XXXX-1. SCP-XXXX-1 stops whining and lays down in the bed.
D-79234: Don’t cry…
D-79234 proceeds to tell a story about how Jack and Jill went up a hill to fetch a pail of water. However, Jack fell and knocked out all of his teeth, forcing Jill to go on a magical adventure across the seven kingdoms of the Land of Hills to collect them and restore Jack to his rightful position as the king of the City of Goodteeth.
Tape 0007: Subject Interview - 03/15/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
Dr. ███████ is seated in interrogation room 0257. D-79234 is led into the room by two armed security officers. The door is sealed behind them, and the security officers remain positioned on either side of D-79234 as he takes his seat opposite Dr. ███████.
D-79234: So… Come here often?
Dr. ███████: This a supplemental post-test interview, being conducted following the results of Experiment XXXX-E. Dr. ███████ conducting the interview. Identify yourself for the record.
D-79234: D-79234.
Dr. ███████: You were pretty calm in there today.
D-79234: It must have caught me off guard last time.
Dr. ███████: Really? Well, I’ve been observing the entity for over a month now, and I certainly haven’t gotten used to it. Care to share your secret for keeping your cool?
There is thirty second period of silence.
Dr. ███████: Anything you tell us can help us make it safer for the next test subject we send in there.
D-79234: Because you care so much about our safety.
Dr. ███████: I care about my people’s safety, D-79234.
D-79234: Just not mine.
Dr. ███████: I’m not here to justify—
D-79234: It’s her teeth.
Dr. ███████: What?
D-79234: Her teeth. She has a big gap, between her two front teeth. Just like Ashley did. She reminds me of my little girl, that’s why she doesn’t scare me.
Dr. ███████: You’re comfortable sitting next to a creature that is over twice your size, that you know has killed people before… Because it has a gap between its teeth?
There is a one minute period of silence.
D-79234: I don’t know what that thing in there could do to me… But however bad it is, I’d go through it a thousand times over if it meant I could read my daughter one more bedtime story.
Dr. ███████: So, what? You see something has buck teeth and your automatic response is “story-time?”
D-79234: Do you have any kids, Miss?
Dr. ███████: Doctor.
D-79234: Have you ever had kids?
Dr. ███████: No.
D-79234: Well, I can promise you: once you have, you’ll know what they want just by looking at them, without them having to say anything. There’s just a look in their eyes… Something you can’t bare to say no to…
Dr. ███████: Your manifestation of SCP-XXXX-1 doesn’t have eyes.
D-79234: Is that her name?
There is a thirty second period of silence.
Dr. ███████: We’ll let you know when we need you again, D-79234. Get him out of here.
The two security officers take D-79234 by both arms and begin leading him out of the room.
D-79234: I’m gonna call her Skippy.
Dr. ███████: We are done here.
Tape 0008: Experiment F - 03/29/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
SCP-XXXX is installed upon the bed in the testing chamber via robotic arms. No behavior is observed from SCP-XXXX for 8 minutes, at which point the door to the test chamber opens and D-79234 enters. The door is sealed behind him. D-79234 immediately proceeds towards SCP-XXXX without waiting for instruction.
D-79234: Hey Skippy! Are you ready for story time?
SCP-XXXX-1 manifests immediately upon D-79234’s approach. It’s body is noticeably smaller, and it’s greasy, black hair has been pulled back into a tight ponytail. It produces an instance of SCP-XXXX-2, and hands it towards D-79234. He takes SCP-XXXX-2 and sits down on the bed.
D-79234: Thank you, darling…
D-79234 proceeds to tell the story of a princess named Skippy, (“just like you!”) who runs away from home to play in the forest with the squirrels and bears. She has fun, but begins to feel lonely and runs home to her papa. Skippy and her papa hug, and live happily ever after. SCP-XXXX-1 begins to recede under the covers, and D-79234 reaches out to pet the top of its head as it disappears.
Dr. ███████: Don’t touch the entity, D-79234. We don’t know how it will react.
D-79234 turns back to face the cameras. Tears are running down his cheeks.
Tape 09: Subject Interview - 03/29/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
Dr. ███████ is seated in interrogation room 0257. D-79234 is led into the room by an armed security officer. The door is sealed behind them, and the security officer takes his position beside the door as D-79234 takes his seat opposite Dr. ███████.
Dr. ███████: This a supplemental post-test interview, being conducted following the results of Experiment XXXX-F. Dr. ███████ conducting the interview… Do you need a moment?
D-79234: No, no… No I’m fine… This is D-79234.
Dr. ███████: You put yourself in a lot of danger today, D-79234. There was no way of knowing what contact with SCP-XXXX-1’s skin would have done to you.
D-79234: You expect me to believe you care?
Dr. ███████: We are getting good results out of you. I wouldn’t want to put the experiments on pause while we searched for another compatible test subject.
D-79234: Makes sense…
Dr. ███████: You’re surprisingly good at this story-telling business.
D-79234: Everyone’s got their thing, I guess.
Dr. ███████: Not most D-class I’ve encountered.
D-7934: Maybe you just never gave them a chance.
There is a thirty second pause.
Dr. ███████: I want to talk about your daughter.
D-79234: I’d rather not.
Dr. ███████: You were fairly adamant that you didn’t murder her.
D-79234 glares at Dr. ███████. Dr. ███████ flips through the records in front of her.
Dr. ███████: Looks like the judge didn’t believe you.
D-79234: No one believed me.
Dr. ███████: So why should I?
D-79234: I don’t give a fuck what you believe.
Dr. ███████: I don’t think that’s true.
Dr. ███████ looks through her files.
Dr. ███████: Your defense in court was that your wife strangled Ashley that night. Why would a woman smother her daughter the night after she was awarded full custody over her?
There is a three minute pause.
D-79234: I cheated on her. I was drunk, and stupid, and I fucked some broad in the backroom of a titty-bar. And Carol found out.
Dr. ███████: So she killed her own daughter, why? To spite you?
D-79234: I don’t give a fuck why she did it! All I know is that my little girl is dead, and I’m the reason why! Is that what you want me to say? Is that what you want to hear?
The security officer steps forward, but Dr. ███████ waves him of.
Dr. ███████: We’re trying to keep this thing from hurting people. To do that, I need to understand how it works. Now, so far it seems to respond with hostility to people based on whether or not they’ve caused the death of a child. Directly caused the death of a child. And the safety protocols that are going to keep it contained will be based on that assumption.
Dr. ███████ looks up from her paperwork and locks eyes with D-79234.
Dr. ███████: So, before we make a mistake that gets people hurt, I need you to tell me honestly… Did you kill your little girl?
There is a ninety second period of silence.
D-79234: I would NEVER hurt my daughter.
There is a thirty second period of silence.
D-79234: She was my everything… She was the only thing in my life that was worth a damn…
D-79234 begins crying.
Dr. ███████: Thank you, D-79234. We’ll come for you when we need you again.
Tape 0010: Experiment G - 04/06/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
SCP-XXXX is installed upon the bed in the testing chamber via robotic arms. No behavior is observed from SCP-XXXX for 11 minutes, at which point the door to the test chamber opens and D-79234 pokes his head in through the doorway.
D-79234: Skippy…? Skiiiiiiiiiippy…?
SCP-XXXX-1 emerges from under the sheets, cooing lightly. SCP-XXXX-1’s form is generally similar to its previous appearances except its skin is semi-transparent, exposing a crisscross of red and black veins and arteries.
D-79234: Hey! There she is!
SCP-XXXX-1 emerges from under the bed, throwing its arms up excitedly and letting out a high-pitch squeal. D-79234 jumps into the test chamber, and the door is sealed behind him.
D-79234: Well I’ve got something good for you today!
D-79234 sits down and removes his shoes and socks. He places the socks on his hands, poking his index and pinkie fingers through holes in the heels.
D-79234: This will be fun!
SCP-XXXX-1 produces an instance of SCP-XXXX-2 and hands it to D-79234. He takes the book and sits on the bed beside SCP-XXXX-1, which has settled down and pulled the covers up to its chin. D-79234 proceeds to tell the story of two slugs from slug-towns on opposite sides of a large tree. The two slugs fall in love, and settle together to raise a family in the center of the tree. D-79234 acts out the story for SCP-XXXX-1, using the socks as puppets. SCP-XXXX-1 recedes back under the bed.
D-79234: Bye-bye, sweetie…
Tape 0011: Subject Interview - 04/06/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
Dr. ███████ is seated in interrogation room 0257. D-79234 is led into the room by an armed security officer. The door is sealed behind them, and the security officer takes his position beside the door as D-79234 takes his seat opposite Dr. ███████.
Dr. ███████: Hello.
D-79234: Good afternoon, Doc.
Dr. ███████: This a supplemental post-test interview, being conducted following the results of Experiment XXXX-G. Dr. ███████ conducting the interview. Please identify yourself for the record.
D-79234: D-79234.
Dr. ███████: Looked like you were having some fun in there.
D-79234: Hey, if you love what you’re doing…
Dr. ███████: I have to wonder though… Is there any method to your madness?
D-79234: What?
Dr. ███████: It’s a line from— I’m asking why you tell the stories you do. It can’t all just be random nonsense.
D-79234: Oh. Well, I’m mostly just trying to keep her attention. It’s nice to see her face light up, you know? But…
There is a ten second period of silence.
D-79234: I suppose I try to tell her stories about the important stuff, you know? Meeting other people… Helping your friends… Working to keep your loved ones close… Things I would…
D-79234 looks away from Dr. ███████. He’s beginning to tear up.
D-79234: Things I would have tried to teach Ashley.
Dr. ███████ hands D-79234 a handkerchief. He takes it and wipes his eyes.
Dr. ███████: Aren’t you concerned about how the entity will react to your stories? Suppose you say something that upsets it? Or something that makes it aggressive?
D-79234: I suppose you always worry about the lessons you’re teaching your kids… But you just have to do your best and hope the right messages get through.
Dr. ███████: It’s not your child, D-79234.
__D-79234: She’s something’s child. And I can tell that she’s starved for attention.
There is a thirty second period of silence.
Dr. ███████: That’s all for now, D-79234.
D-79234: Sure. See you next time.
D-79234 rises up from his seat, and the security officer opens the door for him.
Dr. ███████: Is there anything we can do to help you?
D-79234 turns back to face Dr. ███████.
D-79234: If you could get me some toys… Something to act out the stories for her…
Dr. ███████: I’ll see what we can do.
D-79234: Thanks, Doc.
D-79234 exists the room with the security officer.
Tape 0016: Experiment M - 05/13/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
SCP-XXXX is installed upon the bed in the testing chamber via robotic arms. No behavior is observed from SCP-XXXX for 5 minutes, at which point the door to the test chamber opens and D-79234 enters holding a stuffed rabbit and a squeaky, rubber elephant. The door is sealed behind him.
Dr. ███████: You can proceed whenever you’re ready, D-79234.
D-79234 makes a thumbs-up towards the camera. He approaches SCP-XXXX. SCP-XXXX-1 manifests from under the covers, bouncing excitedly and hugging an instance of SCP-XXXX-2 against its chest. Its body is noticeably chubbier than previous appearances.
D-79234: GASP! Who’s this pretty little lady? That can’t be my Skippy, could it?
SCp-XXXX-1 blushes and bashfully hands D-79234 the instance of SCP-XXXX-1. D-79234 takes it, sits beside SCP-XXXX-1, and tells the story of Sir Hippity Flopsy, Grand Explorer, and his assistant Ms. Trumpets as they journey into the jungles of South America to find the lost city of chocolate. SCP-XXXX-1 recedes back under the sheets.
Tape 0029: Experiment T - 07/20/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
SCP-XXXX is installed upon the bed in the testing chamber via robotic arms. No behavior is observed from SCP-XXXX for 8 minutes, at which point the door to the test chamber opens and D-79234 enters. Dr. ███████ is visible observing from the doorway behind him.
D-79234: …think she’d like a story about the Fourth of July!
Dr. ███████: It’s a bit too exciting of a subject matter. Besides, you’re a few weeks late. Try to stick to something a little calmer.
D-79234: Fine, fine… You’re the boss Doc… Hey Skippy!
SCP-XXXX-1 emerges from under the covers. It’s hands each sport two more thumbs than previous manifestations. Dr. ███████
seals the room behind D-79234.
D-7934: What do ya got for me, babygirl?
SCP-XXXX-1 produces an instance of SCP-XXXX-2 from under the covers and lays down. D-79234 sits down on the bed and takes SCP-XXXX-2. He proceeds to tell a story about how Ms. Butterfly slept late and missed the Fourth of July celebrations, but all of her friends came together and declared July 20th “The second Fourth of July.” He spends several minutes describing the explosive fireworks display. SCP-XXXX-1 recedes back under the sheets.
Tape 0041: Experiment bF - 08/25/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
SCP-XXXX is installed upon the bed in the testing chamber via robotic arms. No behavior is observed from SCP-XXXX for 4 minutes, at which point the door to the test chamber opens and D-79234 enters. Dr. ███████ is visible observing from the doorway behind him.
D-79234: …gonna get you in here to meet her proper eventually!
Dr. ███████: When Hell freezes over!
D-79234: Oh, is that all? I’m sure I can find someone you work with that can arrange it! Where’s my little Snickerdoodle?
SCP-XXXX-1 emerges from under the sheets clutching an instance of SCP-XXXX-2. A large unblinking eyeball dominates SCP-XXXX-1’s chest. Dr. ███████ seals the room behind D-79234. D-79234 takes SCP-XXXX-2 from SCP-XXXX-1 and sits down beside it.
D-79234: Let’s see what we’ve got today. Ooooo, this is a good one!
D-79234 tells a story about a family of four flapjacks who only have one bottle of syrup to share between them. The mommy flapjack and daddy flapjack give the syrup to their children, but the children pour it out on a large, shallow dish so that all of the flapjacks can all lie in a little syrup together. SCP-XXXX-1 lays down and recedes back under the covers. As it leaves, D-79234 leans down and kisses SCP-XXXX-1 on the forehead.
Tape 0072: Subject Interview - 11/16/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
Dr. ███████ is seated in interrogation room 0257. There is a knock at the door.
Dr. ███████: Come in.
D-79234 enters the room and closes the door behind him. D-79234 takes his seat opposite Dr. ███████.
Dr. ███████: Just a second. This a supplemental post-test interview, being conducted after the results of Experiment XXXX-cN. Dr. ███████ conducting the interview. I’m here with—
D-79234: D-79234.
Dr. ███████: Right. Formalities aside, how do you think that went?
D-79234: I dunno. She seemed a little distant today.
Dr. ███████: I told you not to tell her a story about cowboys. You know she doesn’t like cowboys.
D-79234: I will not tolerate any child not loving cowboys. Male, female, whatever the hell Skippy is, I don’t care. That little cutie is going to learn to love cowboys.
Dr. ███████: Mhm. Well, her skin seems to be improving with each visit. It’s hardly tearing at her elbows anymore.
D-79234: You don’t think she’s in pain, do you?
Dr. ███████: Honestly, I’m not even sure she can feel pain the way we do. Which brings me to my second point: I don’t like all the contact you’ve been having with her.
D-79234: It’s not doing her any harm.
Dr. ███████: I’m not worried about her, Greg. We don’t even know if she understands that things can be hurt. She might try to emulate your physical contact and wind up doing some real damage.
D-79234: Well that’s a risk I’m willing to take. She hasn’t hurt me so far.
Dr. ███████: You haven’t seen what she can do to people.
D-79234: But she hasn’t done anything to me.
Dr. ███████: I just don’t want you getting hurt in there.
D-79234: Doc, I’m the guy who goes in the room. That’s what I do. If the kid wants a kiss goodnight, I’m gonna give her one.
There is a thirty second period of silence.
D-79234: I’ll be careful, Casey.
Dr. ███████: Alright… Alright, fine. See you tomorrow morning.
D-79234: See you then.
D-79234 gets up from his seat and exits the room.
Tape 0103: Experiment eQ - 04/01/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
D-79234 enters the test chamber and installs SCP-XXXX onto the bed in the corner by hand. He turns back to the door.
D-79234: Come on, let’s not keep the lady waiting…
Dr. ███████ enters the test chamber after D-79234 and seals the door behind them.
Dr. ███████: Stupidest fucking thing I’ve ever done…
D-79234: Relax, this is going to be fun!
D-79234 approaches SCP-XXXX. SCP-XXXX-1 manifests with a long black tongue extending from its open throat. D-79234 takes Dr. ███████’s hand and the two sit together on the bed next to SCP-XXXX-1. SCP-XXXX reaches under the covers and produces a copy of SCP-XXXX-2, which it hands to D-79234. Together, D-79234 and Dr. ███████ tell a story about how there once was a big, scary creature living in the woods outside of town. But one day, a very smart doctor went into the wood and learned all about the creature. Once the people understood it, they weren’t afraid of it anymore. The townsfolk and the creature lived happily ever after. SCP-XXXX-1 lays back and recedes under the covers of SCP-XXXX. D-79234 and Dr. ███████ get up and turn to leave the test chamber.
SCP-XXXX-1: …Fun…
SCP-XXXX-1’s vocalizations are composed of a combination of ███ voices speaking in a combination of 54 languages, including two distinct dialects that have yet to be identified.
Tape 0162: Subject Interview - 12/21/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
Dr. ███████ and D-79234 are seated in Dr. ███████’s office. The door is to the room is closed behind D-79234.
D-79234: —completely harmless as long as you treat her right! You don’t need to lock us up in a hermetically sealed box every time I go to tuck her in!
Dr. ███████: Hang on a second! If we’re going to have this discussion… Might as well… Ok. This a supplemental post-test interview, being conducted after the results of Experiment XXXX-eJ. Dr. ███████ conducting the interview. I’m here with Gregory—
D-79234: D-79234.
Dr. ███████: D-79234. Right. D-79234 would like to officially state his opinions on the record. D-79234?
D-79234: We don’t need to handle Skippy like a damn atom bomb. She isn’t dangerous, she’s just a kid looking for attention. You’ve seen how much she’s opened up to me over the time we’ve spent together! She’s starting to really understand me! Not just the emotions or the silly sounds I make, she’s actually starting to learn some words! And her body is looking more and more human every time she appears! If we stop acting like she’s some caged bear, if we treat her like a person, imagine how much more progress we could make! You’ve verified that it’s a person’s behavior once she appears that determines how hostile she is, not the identity of the person—
Dr. ███████: Unless that person triggers a hostile reaction.
D-9234: Casey, you’ve been in there alone with her. How many times have you read her to sleep without incident?
Dr. ███████: I’m not denying that she’s safe most of the time. The problem is that we don’t know the bounds of what sets her off. Until we can clearly define what upsets her, no one in that test chamber is safe. And that includes you.
There is a one minute period of silence.
Dr. ███████: I know you think of her as a little kid, Gregory, but I’ve seen what she’s capable of. It’s my job to keep her safe, and to keep everyone else safe from her. I need you to trust my judgement.
D-79234: And eventually you have to start trusting me.
Dr. ███████: Gregory, I do trust you. But you look at her as a kid. I have to look at her as an anomaly. From my perspective—
D-79234: Alright, alright… I’m not gonna argue with someone who’s smarter than me. Just… Just keep the thought in your head, ok?
Dr. ███████: Of course.
D-7923: And at least increase the schedule to one story a week, alright? She gets antsy if she has to wait any longer than that.
Dr. ███████: Right. I’ll see if I can book us a little more time with the security detail.
D-7923: Thanks.
Dr. ███████: Anything I can do to help, Greg. You know I look after my people.
Tape 0235: Experiment gC - 01/03/19██
Subject: D-79234
Transcript:
D-79234 enters the test chamber and installs SCP-XXXX onto the bed in the corner by hand.
D-79234: Honey, you there?
SCP-XXXX-1 emerges from under the covers. A single pink lip is stretched across the teeth of its upper jaw. Excitedly, SCP-XXXX-1 reaches under the covers and produces an instance of SCP-XXXX-2. D-79234 reaches over and takes SCP-XXXX-2 from the entity and takes a seat on the bed. He opens D-79234.
D-79234: Ok, ok! Settle in, love. Let’s see. How about the story of Mrs. Curly, the prettiest unicorn who ever lived? And of course her husband, the legendary racehorse Colt the Bolt! Together they took decided to take a lovely cruise across the Atlantic Ocean with their friends the—
The recording equipment fails for thirteen seconds before returning in a diminished state. The camera feeds noticeably shake, and loud rumblings can be heard overpowering the surveillance system’s microphones. Site records indicate that at this time, several individuals believed to be associated with the Fifth Church rammed a 1931 Porsche Type-12 into the side of the facility in an unsuccessful attempt to [Data Expunged].
D-79234: What the fuck—
The ceiling above SCP-XXXX gives way and partially collapses onto the bed. D-79234 is able to avoid the debris, but the instance of SCP-XXXX-2 is knocked from his hands and covered in rubble. SCP-XXXX-1 begins emitting a low pitch sound which slowly increases in volume.
D-79234: Oh shit. It’s ok, honey! It’s ok!
D-79234 attempts to move the debris to reach the SCP-XXXX-2, but is unable to reach it. SCP-XXXX-1’s cry continues to grow in volume. D-79234 falls to his knees, gripping his ears as SCP-XXXX-1’s shouting exceeds 80 decibels. SCP-XXXX-1 reaches down, grabs D-79234, and pulls him close so that his head is directly adjacent to SCP-XXXX-1’s mouth. The volume of SCP-XXXX-1’s cry continues to increase, reaching 100 decibels. Blood begins to flow from D-79234’s eyes, nostrils, and ears.
D-79234: C-Casey!
The door to the test chamber opens and two security officers enter. The security officers open fire on SCP-XXXX-1, striking it several times in the chest and face. SCP-XXXX-1 drops D-79234 and shields itself with its arms, squealing loudly. Dr. ███████ enters the test chamber and grabs D-79234, dragging him into the hallway. The security officers continue firing upon SCP-XXXX-1 until it retreats under the sheets. The security officers quickly remove SCP-XXXX from the bed.
Tape 0236: Backup Security Recording - 01/17/19██
Transcript:
The test chamber’s automated security system detects movement and begins recording. Dr. ███████ breaks the security seals over the door and enters the test chamber holding SCP-XXXX. Slowly, Dr. ███████ approaches the bed in the corner of the test chamber and installs SCP-XXXX upon it. Dr. ███████ stands over SCP-XXXX for three minutes with no reaction.
Dr. ███████: Skippy?
There is a one minute period of silence.
Dr. ███████: He’s awake, Skippy… He woke up this morning… He wanted you to know…
There is a thirty second period of silence, then Dr. ███████ takes a seat on the bed.
Dr. ███████: He wanted you to know that he’s alive… And that he’s not angry… He knows you must have been scared… He hopes you’re not hurt…
The sheets of SCP-XXXX begin rustling. Dr. ███████ jumps up from the bed.
Dr. ███████: Skippy?
SCP-XXXX-1 suddenly erupts from under the sheets and lunges at Dr. ███████. Its form appears far more human than in past emergences, resembling an obese adult woman with an elongated ribcage stretching down its entire torso and disappearing under the covers. The majority of SCP-XXXX-1’s body appears to be composed of a mixture of tongue-muscle and cartilaginous tissue. It has bright red, moist skin and a set of six eyes spread unevenly across its face, each blinking out of sync with the others. Its hands have 13 fingers, each ending in a pair of long talons. Its body is entirely hairless. It takes Dr. ███████ by the throat and lifts her several meters off the ground, pulling her head close to its face. SCP-XXXX-1 begins emitting a low clicking sound.
SCP-XXXX-1: You… Are not the storyteller…
Unlike previous instances, in this case SCP-XXXX-1’s vocalizations are composed of a combination of only two voices, one male and one female, shouting in unison.
Dr. ███████: Y-you can… You… No. No I’m not.
SCP-XXXX-1: A shame… We had hoped to thank him personally… We will have to find another way…
Dr. ███████: Thank him?
SCP-XXXX-1 reaches over with one hand and lifts the collapsed section of roof from the ground, exposing the instance of SCP-XXXX-2.
SCP-XXXX-1: For tending to our little one…
SCP-XXXX-1 takes the instance of SCP-XXXX-2 in its hand and shoves it under the covers.
SCP-XXXX-1: They can be such a bother at that age… So desperate for affection… So much crying… The agony of their screams inflicted upon us constantly…
Dr. ███████: I-is she injured?
SCP-XXXX-1 looks to Dr. ███████ with a confused expression, then bursts into laughter.
SCP-XXXX-1: My dear little thing… You are so adorable… Injured…? By you…? No… But they have so much more growing to do…
SCP-XXXX-1 releases Dr. ███████ and lets her fall to the ground. SCP-XXXX-1 begins receding back under the covers, but stops when the covers reach her chin.
SCP-XXXX-1: We do hope the storyteller will return… They are so excited for the next dreams he will conjure up for them… Though we wonder…
SCP-XXXX-1’s eyes lock on Dr. ███████, bulging out of SCP-XXXX-1 skull and extending towards her on long stalks.
SCP-XXX-1: We do not know much of your kind… Perhaps we are not the best judge of your character… Tell us… This storyteller… Is he good for our little one…? Will the storyteller wound their heart…? Or is he the man we hope him to be…?
There is a thirty second period of silence.
Dr. ███████: He’s the best man I’ve ever known. And he loves that little girl more than you or I could ever hope to understand.
SCP-XXXX-1 smiles as its face disappears back under the covers of SCP-XXXX, the eyestalks trailing behind.
SCP-XXXX-1: We appreciate your opinion… But just to be safe… We will be watching… From all the cracks and crevices… From all the places where things fester in the dark…
Tape 0237: ██████████████ Apartment Complex Security Feed - 01/17/19██
Transcript:
Ms. Carol ███████ is observed exiting her apartment and walking down the hallway towards the garbage chute, carrying two large bags of refuse. As Ms. Carol ███████ approaches the garbage chute, it is suddenly thrown open from inside. A pair of large, red arms reach out of the garbage chute and take a grip on Ms. Carol ███████‘s body, digging into her flesh with long, sharp claws. Ms. Carol ███████ screams as she is slowly pulled into the .5 m by .5m opening, and [DATA EXPUNGED]. The door to the garbage chute swings shut.
Notes:
At this time, Ms. Carol ███████‘s remains have yet to be recovered. Examination of the garbage chute shows no trace of Ms. Carol ███████‘s DNA.
]
To: [Staff Group- Site ██]
From: [Dr. ███████, Lead Researcher for SCP-XXXX]
Subject: [01/24/19██ SCP-XXXX Security Concerns]
It has been brought to my attention that there is currently a petition circulating among the on-site personnel, requesting that we halt all testing related to SCP-XXXX. That the prevailing attitude among staff is that SCP-XXXX opens our facility up to an unnecessary risk of attack by violent extra-dimensional entities. That it would be best to lock each component of SCP-XXXX up in a trunk on opposite ends of the site and stop sticking our noses where they don’t belong.
I cannot deny that SCP-XXXX is dangerous. I won’t insult your intelligence by trying to convince you otherwise. Last month’s security breach is proof enough of that. The incident last week even more so.
I’m not going to bore you with long, drawn-out statements about the nature of the Foundation, or how important the work that we do experimenting with skips is. I don’t have time for that and I’m assuming that if you’re assigned to this site, you don’t have time for it either. We’re all researchers here. We all know the party line.
Here are the facts:
Our understanding of how SCP-XXXX operates was incorrect. It is not just a bedspread that, under the right circumstances, manifests an intelligent mass of flesh with a penchant for bedtime stories. SCP-XXXX is a portal. To where, we do not know.
What we do know is that the entities on the other side of that portal are far smarter, more malicious, and further reaching than anything we had come close to considering.
But we also know that no matter how well we secure SCP-XXXX, we won’t be able to keep those entities out of our world. They have demonstrated that they’re clearly not limited to crawling out from under those covers. If they want to come in and get us, they’re more than capable of doing so.
So far, we’ve managed to find a way to keep at least one of those entities happy with us. Possibly two. Maybe more. Any of whom might become very upset with us if we interrupt their little story-time routine.
I cannot see any reason not to give these things what they want. D-79234 has already made it clear that he is willing to go back into the test chamber. I am willing to supervise him personally, if that’s what it takes to placate the nay-sayers. If one weekly five-minute bedtime story is all that it takes to keep on their good side, what have we got to lose?
On that note, there is one more matter that I’d like to address with everyone on staff. As some of you are undoubtedly aware, I recently put forward a request to have D-79234 reclassified to Class-C. The site director has denied this request. For the purposes of documentation, privileges, security clearance, evacuation priority, and in every other professional capacity, D-79234’s status remains unchanged.
But even Foundation personnel like us are not acting in a professional capacity every hour of every day. We stop by the break room for a cup of coffee. We pop into the restroom when nature calls. We say hello when our paths cross. In short, we treat each other like people.
D-Class are people too. In this line of work, between the orange jumpsuits and the numerical designations, it can be easy to forget that. I know that first hand. But they are people. Some of them are even decent.
D-79234 is deaf in both ears because of the injuries he sustained during the security breach. He will spend the rest of his life with a cochlear implant. He has lost all vision in his left eye because the force of SCP-XXXX-1’s screams shook one of his retina loose. Three of his teeth shattered from the sonic vibrations that he was exposed to. And after all of that, he is still willing to risk life and limb by sitting down on that damn bed and playing along with these entities’ little games, just on the off chance that it might keep us a bit safer. Just in case there might be something that we can learn from it.
I think he’s earned the right to hear his own name when we pass him in the halls.
-Dr. ███████
Senior Researcher - SCP-XXXX
Site ██
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