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Item #: SCP-5674
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: (These same procedures are to be enacted the same around all of the 6 copies) SCP-5674 is to be purchased by the foundation and to remain under constant surveillance. No less than 2 armed guards must be stationed around the premises of SCP-5674 at all times. Anyone to enter or exit SCP-5674 is to be taken into custody by the foundation. Victims taken into custody are to be treated with memetic agents in order to cure effects from SCP-5674. If this proves ineffective, killing them to prevent any harm to themselves or others is necessary. Any previous landlords are to be tracked down, taken into custody, and treated with the same procedures. Any pictures or listings of SCP-5674 on the internet are to be deleted.
Description: SCP-5674 is a 2 story house, located in [REDACTED] Indiana. Painted white with a black roof, and unsturdy foundation, SCP-5674 is almost immediately recognizable by its odd architectural structure. Possessing a flimsy staircase that directly blocks off a window, and leads to 2 unnecessary doors, a split beam, a part of the house that is completely tipping over, a gutter drain that isn’t connected to the house, etc. The exact size of SCP-5674 is ████ square feet and it contains █ rooms. Every room is unfurnished besides necessary utilities (which have been found not to work) and the floors on the lower room seem to have taken significant water damage.
SCP-5674’s classification comes from its heavy memetic properties. It’s been discovered that those who look at SCP-5674 for extended durations often lose basic cognitive functions, being lost in discovering abnormalities of the structure. Though this won't cause any problems to inherently worry about. It usually bottles down to the victim wasting an unnecessary amount of time being hyper focused on the SCPs existence. Bodily distress relating to this phenomenon has so far only resulted in dizziness, shortage of breath, or a headache. Though none of these effects have seemed to linger for anymore than 30 minutes.
Entering SCP-5674 even briefly, results in the victim both becoming heavily obsessed with SCP-5674 and Architecture as a whole. The few who have entered SCP-5674 have been shown to stay there for several weeks, living off of whatever sustenance they can find. The obsession of being within SCP-5674 plus a lack of sustenance has caused the deaths of █████████ and ██████████████. However for whatever reason victims feel compelled to leave SCP-5674 after sometime between 3 days and 4 weeks. If someone manages to enter and exit SCP-5674 that person will become inherently fixated on architecture. Often ditching every semblances of life they’ve had beforehand to pursue a career in Architecture. The foundation has a recorded number of ██ people who after leaving SCP-5674 have studied and gotten degrees in Architecture. However not a single person in this batch of people, despite having spent several years studying in this field, have completed anything of note.
Those who become fixated on Architecture as a result of SCP-5674 will try to design, contract, or make themselves an exact replica or variation of SCP-5674. This fixation has resulted in the downfall of several careers. Those who fail to achieve this goal will kill themselves. Those who succeed in this goal will also kill themselves and will do it as close to SCP-5674 as they can feasibly get. Any structure intended to be created by the influence of SCP-5674 carries the same effect as SCP-5674 once the main architect behind the project kills themself. This has resulted in the creation of:
SCP-5674-1: Located in [REDACTED]
SCP-5674-2: Located in [REDACTED]
SCP-5674-3: Located in [REDACTED]
SCP-5674-4: Located in [REDACTED]
SCP-5674-5: Located in [REDACTED]
SCP-5674-6: Located in [REDACTED]
SCP-5674-1 and SCP-5674-5 are variations on the main design of SCP-5674. SCP-5674-1 is 3 stories tall, painted yellow. SCP5674-5 was designed as a daycare and only 1 story tall, though theorized to have a vast basement. The rest are nearly completely identical. All of them however possess a staircase that directly blocks off a window. The reason for this is currently unknown.
Addendum: 5674.1: Initial Contact
Note: The following is a transcript of audio taken within initial contact of SCP-5674. Until this point no foundation member has entered the building, and SCP-5674-1, SCP-5674-2, SCP-5674-3, SCP-5674-4, and SCP-5674-5 have already been constructed.
No detailed documented reports other than a string of suicides and a few police reports of psychotic individuals existed. This log primarily set the groundwork for understanding and researching the memetic effects of SCP-5674.
[BEGIN LOG]
Command: Alright team, lets keep this short and sweet. Code name November do you copy?
November: Yes command, i copy.
Command: Codename Whiskey, you copy?
Whiskey: Copy.
Whiskey: Remind me again why were investigating a house in the middle of butt fuck nowhere Indiana.
Command: Supposedly an abnormally large string of suicides traces back to this house. All I need you to do is enter and exit one at a time and tell me what you see. The front door should be unlocked, it is nearing one in the morning though. So don’t do anything that makes it look like you’re robbing the place.
November: Alright, who’s going in first then.
Command: I'll let the two of you decide-
Whiskey: I will, just want this to be over with.
Command: Affirmative, I need the two of you to approach the front door cautiously. Don’t make a scene, November wait outside the door when Whiskey has been confirmed exiting without any significant harm you may enter. Whiskey, once i have confirmation we’re set to go you may enter.
November: Copy.
The sound of muffled footsteps against pavement can be heard for approximately twenty eight seconds before Whiskeys radio interjects.
Whiskey: Who in the flying fuck puts stairs right in front of a window?
Silence occurs once more as the footsteps continue
November: I’m stationed to the right of the front door.
Command: Affirmative, Whiskey you may enter.
Whiskey: Yeah yeah yeah. Let's make this quick.
The sound of a doorknob rattling and turning peaks through the radio soon met with the door creeping open. As the door closes there’s a click and then soon after a buzzing sound as Whiskey turns on his headlamp.
Whiskey: Woah.
Radio silence for three minutes. Besides the occasional footstep from Whiskey.
Command: What’s going on? Whiskey do you see anything of note?
Radio silence for fifteen seconds
November: I see Whiskey in the front window, he’s just standing there.
Command: Elaborate.
November: Uh yeah sure, he’s just standing there. Occasionally pivoting or walking a little bit. But he’s not really doing anything else.
Command: Do you see anything he could be focused on specifically?
November: No… its pitch black in there. All I see is dust and his figure because of his headlamp.
Radio silence for 2 minutes
Command: Whiskey. Do you copy?
Radio silence for seven seconds
Whiskey: Yeah.
Command: What’s going on in there Whiskey?
Radio silence for eleven seconds
Whiskey: You never told me.
Radio silence for two seconds
Command: Whiskey?
Radio silence for fifty seconds
Command: Whiskey?
Whiskey: You never told me it would be so beautiful.
Command: Do you see something?
Whiskey: What do I see? No, it's what I don’t see. I see everything I need to see. I see beauty. I see a marvel of architecture. The human prime! It’s so beautiful. (sniffle) (crying). It’s so beautiful. I must take my time, I must embrace every second of being here. I have too. I have too.
A slight thud can be heard through the radio
November: Uh Command?
Command: Yes November? Do you still have eyes on Whiskey?
November: Yes I do. He’s on his hand and knees. He’s (gag) kissing the floor of the house.
Radio Silence for four seconds.
Command: Whiskey. Somethings wrong with you-
Whiskey: No… No! Something is wrong with you! How have you not seen this! How have you not seen this beauty! You need to enter! You all need to see what I see!
Command: November, back away from the house and don’t look inside the windows again.
November: uh, yeah sure.
Radio silence for six seconds
Command: Whiskey, listen to me. I’m going to send a rescue team to come get you-
Whiskey: No! NO! The house it speaks to me! You can't take that away! You can't!
Command: Whiskey, you aren’t yourself. You’re trained for this, were going to rescue you.
Whiskey: No- NO! NO! NO! (Silence) The house talks ok? The house talks! IT TALKS! It’s telling me to run! I want to go deeper into it. I need to. Stay away!
Loud footsteps and laughter could be heard as Whiskeys breathing got heavier and heavier, presumably running deeper into wherever the house may lead.
Within the next thirty minutes the rescue team arrived, however with heavy protest from November nobody entered the building. As it could be inferred that entering the building is when the memetic effects become active. Whiskeys radio stayed active for the next two and a half days. Giving good insight into his life within the house. Most of the radio was distant and disturbed breathing. However occasionally he would go on several minute long disturbed ramblings about the house, oftentimes it was just nonsense. And whenever someone tried to respond to him he would scream into the radio for several minutes on end. On one specific occasion he described how he managed to catch a mouse, and then proceeded to eat it viscously into the radio. After the radio ceased functioning several attempts were made to contact Whiskey, though Whiskey was never seen again.
The origin of SCP-5674 is currently unknown, however testing by the foundation from a safe distance is currently underway. No other personnel have entered SCP-5674 sense initial contact due to there being no inherent benefit to the foundation by doing so.
