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Item #: SCP-6001
Object Class:Euclid
Special containment procedures: SCP-6001 is to be kept in a standard containment cell. Contact with SCP-6001’s table is forbidden as to prevent temptation to open SCP-6001’s cloche. If repositioning of SCP-6001’s table is absolutely necessary, it is to be done using a 5 foot(152 cm) steel pool on both sides of the table, as to not knock any of SCP-6001’s contents onto the cell floor. Repercussions of dropping any of SCP-6001’s contents is unknown.
Description:
SCP-6001 is a simple set of dining tools, and plate with a cloche hidings the food inside of it. All of witch sits on a small wooden table with a rickety old chair in front of it. Personnel has yet to properly document the contents of the plate, as all D class personnel Perish after seeing what lyes beneath the plate cover. Different C class personnel however have documented that whenever they are near SCP-6001, the smell that the unknown food generates varies from person to person, smelling like the individuals “favorite food”. All known interactions with SCP-6001 and D class personnel are recorded on constant surveillance cameras, and show that whenever the cloche of the food is lifted. The individual suddenly starts to convulse as if being strangled or electrocuted. After the personnel stops convulsing, the cloche is flung back into place, leaving the personnel dead on the floor.
Addendum:
SCP-6001 was originally found in a Russian prison where it was served to a man named [DATA EXPUNGED] for his “last meal”. Further investigation shows the man was involved in a satanic cult where he used his strangled victims As sacrifices to an unknown god. It was recorded that on the day of █/█/█ [DATA EXPUNGED] was sentenced to death row. when they asked him what he wanted for his last meal. He replied “ bright me the perfect dish”. He was about to eat the newly prepared food when the man suddenly vanished from thin air. Guard tried to find where he had gone when suddenly one of the guards touched the handle to the cloche. Then just like. The guard was gone as well. The second gourd of course ran screaming for his life. The SCP Foundation later herd word of this and brought SCP-6001 to site ████████ for further testing.
