"Brain Freeze" Flavor

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-XXXX are to be stored into a electronically locked freezer unit on Site-19. After testing, all subjects who have consume SCP-XXXX-1, upon expiration, are to have their brains removed and put in storage. If an individual brain has shown to be too unstable to reliably contain, it is to be dissolved in hydrofluoric acid.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a collection of 849 commercially branded tubs of vanilla ice cream, 48 oz. The container is entirely sky blue in color. A stylized image of a cartoon raindrop wearing a scarf and licking an ice cream cone is shown on the front of each tub. The words: “Vanilla Chilla by the Raindrop Company” is written in white ink of the lid.

The ice cream (Hereby called SCP-XXXX-1) inside SCP-XXXX is invulnerable to heat; all attempts to melt it resulted in failure. When a subject consumes any portion of SCP-XXXX-1, their brain will begin to anomalously decrease in temperature. This occurs roughly in the span of two (2) hours, starting off at the baseline temperature and finally dropping off at -40°F. There are five (5) stages to the effects of SCP-XXXX-1, each lasting approximately twenty four (24) minutes.

Stage 1: Subjects report to be experiencing feelings of calmness and euphoria. No change in brain temperature.

Stage 2: The scalp, temples, and forehead become numb. Subjects experience a minor migraine. Brain begins to slowly drop in temperature.

Stage 3: Subjects experience a major migraine and multiple head aches, anosmia¹ and ageusia² also occur. It’s worth nothing at this stage that virtually all subjects report an intense brain freeze, causing immense pain despite the trigeminal nerve³ being unaffected by SCP-XXXX-1’s effect. Brain temperature decreases rapidly.

Stage 4: Subjects experiences disruption to cognitive functions, most prominently in the form of memory loss, difficultly comprehending information, and inability to reason. Motor skills are greatly reduced to the point where subjects are no longer able to effectively stand on their feet without assistance. Rate of temperature drop decreases dramatically.

Stage 5: Subjects fall into a state of unconsciousness, followed by the cessation of breathing within a 24 minute time frame. Death is caused by either by the stopping of blood flow to the brain or ice shards piercing the temporal lobe and brain stem.

It’s worth noting that even after the termination of the subject, the brain continues to drop in temperature⁴. Like the SCP-XXXX-1, the affected brain will be immune to heat. The most effective procedure to neutralizing the affected brain thus far is to dissolve it in hydrofluoric acid.
Individuals who are lactose intolerant are unaffected by SCP-XXXX-1.

SCP-XXXX came to the foundation’s attention on 2/12/2015 after 457 individual cases revolving people across the United States of America “dropping dead” in a relative time frame. An investigation was led on the matter, the information gathered directly led to the object’s involvement. Due to the fact that SCP-XXXX had been purchased domestically from grocery stores and supermarkets alike, and consumed by the victims.
The managers of the establishments that sold SCP-XXXX were questioned on how they came to acquire the item. In all incidents, the item was sold to them for a reduced price by a third party, but none could recall the name of the supplier or the identities of the persons involved.

All SCP-XXXX instances were confiscated under the guise of a nationwide recall. A disinformation campaign was pushed to the public stating that the product contained Listeria, and anyone who still had some in their possession were encouraged to turn it in for safety. All supermarkets (As well as other food-based retails) in the United State were monitored for several weeks to ensure no future appearances of the item.

+ Addendum

A number of items had also been retrieved from the residence, both anomalous and non-anomalous. Some of the following were:

12 bags of sugar
Blueprints (shredded)
24 sets of colorful sets of suits and ties
A briefcase full of $100 dollar bills
Half of a vanilla cake
A trashcan filled with popped balloons and torn birthday party supplies
Several candy and food-based anomalies.

The most notable item recovered was the journal of Zachary Rosewood, which was found on the desk by his body. The declassified entries of the journal are attached to this document below.

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Date: 2/21/2013

The store is not going well. I swear we keep getting less and less customers by the year. Dad says it’s no big worry, I trust my father but I refuse to believe him on this. We’ve been suffering ever since those damn malls and that pesky thing they call “online shopping” came to be. I told him the facts but he just laughed it off like he was in Lala land. He said to me that he wanted to show me something tomorrow. I hope to god its more money to pay the bills.

Date: 2/22/2013

I have become witness to the strangest, craziest, and most wonderful thing that happened to me today! I doubt anyone else would believe what I have written here, but I don’t care. It must be said. I was finishing up my eggs when dad came into the kitchen; he wanted me to come with in the attic. I originally thought he wanted me to move stuff for a yard sale, but then he pulled out a cardboard box with a giant “W” on the side.
It was full of toys and knick-knacks I didn’t recognize. He said he wanted to initiate me in the “real” family business. My dad apparently worked for some “magical toy company” that specializes in giving kids amazing toys and gadgets. I then questioned in my mind if had become senile, or at the very least pulling an out-of-season April Fools joke on me. But then he started to use the stuff in the box. Words could not describe the experience, it felt like a dream but I was awake. I knew what I saw was scientifically impossible, but it happened anyway. I tried to ask him more about who he worked for, but all he told me the name, Wondertainment or something. Tonight, he’ll go more in depth on everything. I can’t wait for what he reveals to me.

Date: 4/8/2013

Today was the day of my job, my “real” job.

I’m supposed to deliver the toys Wondertainment gave us to certain locations and addresses; I was basically a bootleg Santa Claus. I was very uncomfortable with the idea of sneaking out in the dead of night leaving packages around. There are people out there who do not appreciate our line of work, I don’t even want to imagine what would happen if they found out what we did for a living. Dad must have read my mind because he came to give a grand ole pep talk about how he did this before and he’ll be with me all the way

Still, I couldn’t get rid of the chills. I did exactly as he ordered, and to my amazement, it worked out so smoothly. We didn’t get a hint of suspicion, it truly was magical. I hate to admit it, but he’s right. I really need to stop being tense about everything. After work, he took me to my favorite restaurant and we chewed down on several plates of Italian cuisine. While we were eating, I asked him if I could reveal the true nature of our business to my son. He was hesitant as first but he eventually caved. I can’t wait till I get home and show my boy some true magic. I’ll be the best son and father that ever was, I have been truly blessed.

Date: 5/17/2013

I got a promotion! I did such a great job that Wondertainment wanted me to assist in the direct production of the toys. Sadly, that also means I’ll have to spend a lot of time away from home. But it’s all worth it, if I put in the effort, my family will no longer need to fear being evicted from the house and be homeless on the street. Dad will work in the shop and take care of Charlie when I’m gone. They gave me teary goodbyes and big hugs. I’ll never forget when dad said he was proud of me. I’ll treasure that forever.

I most likely won’t write in this again. There’s not really a point to it anymore. But if there was something very important to note, I’ll put it in ink in this little book of mine. Until then, I’ll keep it on hand.

Date: 9/19/2014

Motherfucker. FUCKING MOTHER FUCKER! I’ve been screwed over.

Dad keeps sending me letters. The situation with the store is getting worse. I thought I could save the business by asking Wondertainment to help me create some products for the family store, which at the time was a prototype for an ice cream that never melts. But instead of lending a hand for being such a loyal worker, I’ve been told that it wasn’t a good idea but he might do in return for a “small loan” and a “stronger partnership”. I’ve sacrificed so much of my sweat, blood, and time to reach this position how the hell does that not count as strong? And now I have to give a loan? Are you kidding me?!
This was when I saw the truth. Wondertainment does not care about the toy or the children, only delirious fantasies and gaining a reputation. I saw the toys first hand; I know what they can do. Most of them or either wacky to be sold on shelves or is dangerous for the customers to be sold to, does Wondertainment realize this, or just doesn’t care?
Doesn’t matter in the long run though. It doesn’t matter if the toys are “magical” or not. They’re toys none the less. Kids today are not interested in blocks, dolls, action figures, or tiny racecars; Legos maybe, but that’s the exception. Kids are more invested with their phones and technology, even babies are getting their own tablets you’re telling me someone as young as that is going to trade that away for a damn toy? No, I you really want to reel in the younger demographic, you got to aim for something higher, aim for something smarter, aim for something… sweeter.

Date: 12/28/2014

I parted ways with Wondertainment.

Dad was so furious when I told him, I never seen him get so angry in my life. I had to close the door so Charlie couldn’t hear. Fortunately, I managed to convince him that Wondertainment was leeching of our family line for years and that it was time to split and create our own business to support ourselves. Thank god he believed me, but he has trouble accepting it. He never smiled much after that fight we had, he just spends his time sitting in his chair, just staring off into nothingness. That won’t last for long though. When I overtake Wondertainment, he won’t be wasting away anymore. I just know it.

I also managed to arrange a group that’ll be under my orders. Though, I’ll be doing the important work; I create the products and they ship it out. I’m working on the ice cream that I mentioned last time. The testers love the taste of it but it keeps melting soon after leaving refrigeration. “Vanilla Chilla” will be a flop if I don’t get this sorted out. Now that I think about, the testers also said they get intense head aches brain freezes after eating, something else I need to fix. But it’s just a minor set back; I have the resources necessary to make this into a success. I just need more time.

Date: 2/12/2015

The Raindrop Company is officially in operation. My men are supplying the stuff to stores as we speak. Now I just have to wait as I let the magic happen. Since that the birth of the company is also same day as Charlie’s birthday, I decided it would be fitting that them gave a special little treat for supporting me all this time. They’re chowing down in the kitchen as I’m writing on this paper, It’s a shame I have to finish this work before I can join them. But that’s a small price to pay for succ-

Something’s wrong! They’re in pain and they won’t stop screaming. I’m trying to contact my guys but they’re not responding. What the hell is going on?!

Date: Doesn’t matter

Dad and Charlie, my own flesh and blood, are dead. And I killed them. I killed so many people under false feelings of strength and healing. We once had a golden goose of our own, but I slaughtered our birthright without even thinking about it. The dream is dead, hope is dead, there’s nothing for me on this Earth anymore. Since I pushed my poison on the world it’s only fair I take my own medicine. I know anyone reading this probably wouldn’t care or know what I’m talking about. But before I shut down, from the person who lost everything to the people who did nothing, I have this to say.

I’m so sorry.

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