Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-XXXX is to be stored in a low value item storage locker on subbasement level 2 at Site 87 along with the two three interchangeable filter lenses designed for use with it, designated SCP-XXXX-01 through SCP-XXXX-03 in order of acquisition by the Foundation. Access to the locker requires clearance from a Level 2 Supervisor. SCP-XXXX is not to have any form of power source installed within it during storage. If at any point power is supplied to SCP-XXXX outside of a designated testing scenario, it must be kept within another light source of any kind, including but not limited to; neon, incandescent, florescent, UV, ultraviolet or infrared to prevent premature or accidental manifestation of SCP-XXXX's anomalous properties.
Description:
SCP-XXXX is a military-issue Fulton MX-99/U angle-head flashlight, similar to the type produced by the US military in 1963. The actual age of SCP-XXXX is unknown. It consists of an olive drab plastic casing, light bulb, internal battery storage, activation switch, and belt clip. (See attached image in Supplemental Materials.)
SCP-XXXX can be powered by two standard "D-cell" batteries of any brand. Non-standard power sources should not be used to power SCP-XXXX. Any batteries inserted into SCP-XXXX do not seem to gain or retain any anomalous properties and can be disposed of after use by standard disposal procedures.
SCP-XXXX was brought to the attention of the Foundation after reports of strange phenomena in the rural areas around ██████████████, ███████ of people finding strange things in a mineshaft near the outskirts of town. MTF teams recovered SCP-XXXX from the home of Adam Rothschilde, who was taken into custody by the Foundation after ranting about how the flashlight was 'possessed by the devil'. A subsequent search and study of the mine showed that it had no anomalous properties. (See Interview Log XXXX-Rothschilde in Supplemental Materials.)
SCP-XXXX exhibits anomalous properties when activated in any space with no other forms of light, visible or otherwise and its power switch is turned on. During a successful SCP-XXXX activation, the user of SCP-XXXX is transported to an alternate dimension (Hereby referred to as DXXXX) of currently unknown location. The method in which this transportation happens is currently unknown. DXXXX is completely devoid of all light, and any lighting devices, electrical, chemical or otherwise, fail to produce any form of illumination while in this dimension despite seeming to suffer no malfunction during operation. To date, the only form of illumination that has managed to manifest in DXXXX is the light produced by SCP-XXXX.
Radio and satellite signals do not seem to function anywhere inside of DXXXX nor can signals be sent to or be received from equipment taken into DXXXX. Video equipment does function inside of DXXXX, however does not seem to register the light produced by SCP-XXXX, thereby rendering any video footage of the dimension completely useless. Audio recordings can be made while inside DXXXX however and audio logs from expeditions conducted within DXXXX make up the bulk of information acquired during these expeditions.
Turning the power switch off, or otherwise extinguishing the light produced by SCP-XXXX (Such as power failure from dead batteries) while inside of DXXXX will transport SCP-XXXX and it's user back into our dimension within the closest available place that is devoid of all light, relative to distance traveled in DXXXX.
Known filters:
- SCP-XXXX-01 is a small plastic filter lens in a blue color. Recovered with SCP-XXXX.
- SCP-XXXX-02 is a small plastic filter lens in a green color. Recovered with SCP-XXXX.
- SCP-XXXX-03 is a small plastic filter lens in a yellow color. Recovered during expedition XXXX-05. (See Expedition Log: XXXX-05 for details.)
Note: Non-anomalous replacement lenses designed for use in MX-99/U style flashlights do not seem to manifest the same results as the recovered filter lenses.
Please Note: Due to the nature of DXXXX's complete radio silence, any teams sent to explore DXXXX will be completely cut off from Foundation monitoring during the duration of the expedition, therefore D-Class personnel are prohibited from use in testing within DXXXX due to high risk of security breach.
Addendum-01: Due to complications in recovery after experiment XXXX-02 (See Experiment Log: XXXX-02) A GPS tracking device is to be affixed to SCP-XXXX at all times.
Addendum-02: As of 11/29/2008, testing with SCP-XXXX is completely prohibited without authorization of the current Site 87 Director. (See Expedition Log: XXXX-06 for details.)
Attached Files
Interview Log XXXX-Rothschilde |
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Interviewer: Dr. Amelia Burton Interviewed: Adam Rothschilde, Civilian |
[Begin Log] Dr. Burton: "Hello, Mr Rothchilde." A. Rothschilde: "W…who are you people?" Dr. Burton: "I'm Dr. Amelia Burton. We're here to help you. I just want to ask you a few questions, is that alright?" A. Rothschilde: "You with the FBI? CIA? I ain't crazy, you know. That thing. It's a tool of the devil." Dr. Burton: "We aren't with the government, Mr. Rothschilde. We're just trying to find out what happened. May I ask what you mean by that?" A. Rothschilde: "Well… well the thing… they were explorin' that old mine, you see. Dug that… that thing outta the attic to go exploring." Dr. Burton: "The flashlight?" A. Rothschilde: "Yeah. At first everything was okay, they just stayed near the front of the mine. Didn't seem like anything was wrong. But they wanted to go deeper…" Dr. Burton: "What happened next, Mr. Rothschilde?" A. Rothschilde: "Well, the thing worked normal at first, you see. When it was still kinda light out. But once it gets dark, it… changes things." Dr. Burton: "Can you elaborate, Mr. Rothschilde? What do you mean by 'changes things'?" A. Rothschilde: "In the dark, like when you can't even see your hand in front of your face, the things it shows you… it ain't natural. You shine it on a wall and there ain't no wall. At least, not any wall I've ever seen. It's visions of Purgatory!" Dr. Burton: "I'm afraid I don't fully understand. Are you saying it gives you visions?" A. Rothschilde: "They ain't no visions! They're real! You can reach out and touch them! Spaces in places there ain't supposed to be spaces, everything stretched in unnatural ways. It's the work of the devil! That thing is pure evil." Dr. Burton: "Calm down, Mr. Rothschilde. Is there anything else you can tell me?" A. Rothschilde: "I'm telling you, Doc. That thing ain't natural. I was gonna burn it, but… I was afraid it'd just anger the demons." Dr. Burton: "Demons?" A. Rothschilde: "The tall ones. I saw them once. Demonic beings of pure black. Worshiping their dark gods for who knows what reason!" Dr. Burton: "Can you describe these demons to me?" A. Rothschilde: "I… look. Doc, I just want this to be over. I want to go home and not think about this thing anymore. Please, destroy that thing before it kills us all." Dr. Burton: "I see. Alright, as you wish Mr. Rothschilde. Your cooperation has been appreciated. Thank you for your time." [End Log] |
Additional: Adam Rothchilde was released from custody after being administered Class C amnestics. SCP-XXXX taken into Foundation custody. |
Experiment Log: XXXX-01 |
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Head Researcher: Dr. Amelia Burton Assistant Researchers: Dr. Hanz Christoff & Dr. Taylor Brown Site: 87 Date: 10/18/2008 Subject: D-7651 fitted with explosive collar to prevent escape Objective: Ascertain anomalous properties displayed by SCP-XXXX |
[Begin Log] Subject was placed in test chamber 19 along with SCP-XXXX which rested on a small folding table in front of the subject. Test chamber has no windows and is monitored via CCTV equipped with night-vision capability. Subject instructed by Dr. Burton to retrieve SCP-XXXX. Subject complies with request. Subject informed lights will be turned off and to activate SCP-XXXX when instructed to. Subject heartrate increases, but complies with instructions. Lights in test chamber are turned off. Dr. Burton: "D-7651, Please activate SCP-XXXX." D-7651: "You mean like… turn it on?" Dr. Burton: "Yes. Turn it on." Subject hesitates but complies with request, holding SCP-XXXX extended with one hand as they shield their face with the other as the power switch is turned on. SCP-XXXX activates but exhibits no anomalous properties. D-7651: "Uh… is that it?" Dr. Burton: "D-7651, describe what you see." D-7652: "I… uh… I see the test chamber. It's dark. There's a table. I mean you set this place up, you know what it looks like." Dr. Burton: "You don't see anything out of the ordinary? Everything looks the same as it did with the lights on?" D-7652: "Yep. What is this thing supposed to do?" Dr. Burton: "That is odd. Please stand by, D-7651." Several voices can be heard murmuring in the control booth. Dr. Burton: "That will be all, D-7652. Please deactivate SCP-XXXX." Dr. Burton: "Hit the lights and get him out of there. Something is wrong." Lights in test chamber are turned back on. Subject complies and is removed from test chamber and returned to holding cell without incident. [End Log] |
Result: Failure of anomalous activation of SCP-XXXX determined to be infrared light emitted by night vision camera installed in the testing chamber. Test concluded. |
Experiment Log: XXXX-02 |
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Head Researcher: Dr. Amelia Burton Assistant Researchers: Dr. Hanz Christoff & Dr. Taylor Brown Site: 87 Date: 10/19/2008 Subject: D-7651 fitted with explosive collar to prevent escape Objective: Ascertain anomalous properties displayed by SCP-XXXX |
[Begin Log] Subject was placed in test chamber 19 along with SCP-XXXX which rested on a small folding table in front of the subject. Test chamber has no windows and is monitored via CCTV. No night-vision capabilities. Subject instructed by Dr. Burton to retrieve SCP-XXXX. Subject complies with instructions. Subject informed lights will be turned off and to activate SCP-XXXX when instructed to. Subject complies with instructions. Lights in test chamber are turned off. Video feed no longer available. Dr. Burton: "D-7651, Please activate SCP-XXXX." D-7651: "Just like last time, right?" Dr. Burton: "Activate SCP-XXXX, D-7651." D-7651: "Alright, relax." Subject complies with request, sound of switch being turned on. Dr. Burton: "D-7651, please report what you see." Subject fails to respond. Dr. Burton: "D-7651, respond." Subject fails to respond. Dr. Burton: "Turn the lights on and find out what he's doing in there." Lights in test chamber are turned back on. Subject and SCP-XXXX are no longer visible in the test chamber. Gasps and the sounds of shuffling noises are heard in the control booth. Dr. Burton: "Get security down here, we have a containment breach!" Dr. Burton: "Turn that thing off." [End Log] |
Result: Both Subject and SCP-XXXX were unable to be recovered after the test. Both are presumed lost. Addendum: Approximately 27 hours after conclusion of test, SCP-XXXX was discovered in a utility closet in Sector A on the floor and returned to containment. Upon examination it was found its batteries had died. Subject still presumed lost or escaped. |
Experiment Log: XXXX-03 |
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Head Researcher: Dr. Amelia Burton Assistant Researchers: Dr. Hanz Christoff & Dr. Taylor Brown Site: 87 Date: 10/22/2008 Subject: MTF Officer Reese Martin. SCP-XXXX fitted with GPS tracking device. Objective: Ascertain anomalous properties displayed by SCP-XXXX, determine cause of incident during Experiment XXXX-02 |
[Begin Log] Subject was placed in test chamber 19 and given SCP-XXXX. Test chamber has no windows and is monitored via CCTV. No night-vision capabilities. Dr. Burton: "Officer Martin." Off. Martin: "Ma'am." Dr. Burton: "You've been debriefed on the situation regarding the last experiment, correct?" Off. Martin: "Yes, Ma'am." Dr. Burton: "Good. Please remember that if for any reason you lose contact with us you immediately turn off SCP-XXXX. Is that understood?" Off. Martin: "Understood, Ma'am." Dr. Burton: "Excellent, we will be turning off the lights to the test chamber. Please activate SCP-XXXX when instructed to." Subject gives a nod to the camera and holds SCP in front of him like a pistol, his thumb on the power switch. Lights in test chamber are turned off. Video feed no longer available. Dr. Burton: "Please activate SCP-XXXX." Officer Martin: "Activat-" Subject's voice is cut off as the click of the power switch is heard, followed by silence. Dr. Burton: "Officer Martin, report." Subject fails to respond. Dr. Burton: "God damnit, not again. Officer Martin, report!" Subject fails to respond. Dr. Burton: "Where the hell is he? Find him!" Dr. Christoff: "The GPS has failed, Ma'am." Dr. Burton: "What do you mean, 'failed'? Is it malfunctioning?" Dr. Christoff: "No, Ma'am. It just cannot locate the transponder." There is a brief pause. Dr. Christoff: "Wait, the signal's back, it says he's in the test chamber." The sound of rustling comes from the test chamber. Off. Martin: "MTF Officer Martin, reporting. Do you copy?" Dr. Burton: "Martin?! What is your status? Report!" Off. Martin: "It's dark, I can't see a thing. I think I'm back in the test chamber." Dr. Burton: "Back in the…? get those lights on, NOW." The lights in the chamber are turned on and the Subject can be seen standing in the chamber, holding SCP-XXXX. Dr. Burton: "What the hell happened?" Off. Martin: "I don't exactly know. You turned the lights off and I turned this thing on, but what I saw wasn't the test chamber. I was in some sort of abandoned building. Apartment complex I believe. The furniture was all weird. Pitch black, absolutely no lights anywhere other than the one coming from this thing." Dr. Burton: "You mean it sent you somewhere else?" Off. Martin: "I.. I think so. I didn't feel any movement. I just turned this thing on and there I was. I also found our D-Class." Dr. Burton: "You did? What was he doing? What happened?" Off. Martin: "Wasn't doing anything, Ma'am. He's dead. Det Collar activated. I'm guessing since I lost radio contact with you the moment I was sent… there… that our signals can't get through to wherever that place is. Collar probably lost connection with the Facility's security system and detonated." Dr. Burton: "That… would make sense. What else did you see?" Off. Martin: "Not too much else, Ma'am. As soon as I established coms were down I turned off the device as instructed. Next thing I know I can hear you guys and I'm back in this chamber." Dr. Burton: "Interesting. Alright, well done Officer Martin. That concludes the test for today." Off. Martin: "Yes Ma'am." Off. Martin: "Oh, one more thing." Dr. Burton: "What is it?" Off. Martin: "That place. There's no color. On anything. The walls, the floors, the D-Class. Everything was like an old black and white movie. Even me. There's something off about that place, Ma'am." Dr. Burton: "If there wasn't, we wouldn't be involved. Thank you, Officer Martin, you're dismissed. Please return SCP-XXXX to it's storage locker." Off. Martin: "Ma'am." [End Log] |
Result: Activation of SCP-XXXX seems to take the user to some unknown location. It is unknown if this is a location on Earth, on a different planet, or in a different dimension. The lack of light and color observed by the subject suggests it is probably not any known location on our planet. Test concluded. |
Expedition Log XXXX-01 |
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Members: MTF Officer Reese Martin Point of Origin: Site 87, Test Chamber 19 Destination: DXXXX Date: 10/29/2008 Duration: 00:34:28 Equipment: Standard MTF Expedition Field Kit Objective: Ascertain the nature of DXXXX and gather information related to DXXXX and SCP-XXXX. |
[Begin Log] Researcher's Note: Due to limitations based on the nature of the destination, only audio logs are currently available at this time. Audio Log begins immediately upon entering DXXXX. [Begin Audio Log] Off. Martin: "This is MTF Officer Reese Martin. Successfully arrived at destination. Proceeding with expedition." Off. Martin's footsteps create a soft crunching sound, much like walking through debris. Off. Martin: "I seem to be in some sort of apartment complex, in a living room of sorts. D-7651's body is still here, it hasn't been moved. Shows normal signs of decay. Room shape is square, nothing too irregular, but the furniture is… strange. The designs make sense but the dimensions are not standard. Everything seems… elongated. Walls seem to be bare. Floor is covered in chips of a hard substance, presumably flakes of whatever material the ceiling is made of. The entire place looks abandoned, there's no power, no lights… not even ambient light. The entire place is pitch black. Entire place is devoid of any sort of color. Everything is in black and white, as if I'm looking through some kind of filter, even my own hands." The crunching sound continues. Off. Martin: "Attempting to find an exit to the building." The creaking sound of a door is heard and the crunching seems to stop as Off. Martin enters into another area. His footsteps are much softer now, as though walking on some sort of carpet. This lasts for some time, with the sound of Off. Martin presumably attempting to open various doors until he can find an exit. Off. Martin: "This place doesn't make any sense. It seems to just go on forever. I finally found a window, but the light provided by SCP-XXXX isn't bright enough for me to see very far outside. Attempting egress through window, as it seems to be only means of exit." Officer Martin can be heard shuffling through his pack, as though to retrieve some items. Shortly after the sound of glass being shattered is heard as he presumably breaks out a window. Shuffling is heard as he sets up a repelling rig and the sound of him moving down a rope is heard until he lands on a hard surface, presumably a rock or concrete like surface. Off. Martin: "Egress successful. This place is huge, I can barely see across the street… I think it's a street. There doesn't seem to be any lights here either, not even natural light. Entire place is completely dark." Officer Martin can again be heard shuffling through his equipment, then the sound of an emergency flare being ignited is heard. Off. Martin: "What in the…? Command are you seeing th-. No, wait. Of course you aren't. The flare… it's… I can't even fucking explain it. It's working, sort of. I can see the flame, it's ignited but… it's just not producing any light. I still can't see shit. It's like the light is being 'absorbed' by something the moment it's produced." The sound of the flare being dropped on to the ground is heard as Officer Martin is heard moving down the street. There is dead silence other than the noise being made by Officer Martin. Roughly 2 minutes pass before a soft rumbling sound starts to be heard, slowly growing louder. Off. Martin: "The fuck is that? The whole place is shaking! It's like an earthquake of some sort. Standing by for emergency evacuation." The rumbling sound dies down and stops only about 10 seconds after it started and everything gets quiet once more. Off. Martin: "I… I think it stopped. Continuing expedition." Roughly 5 minutes pass of Officer Martin walking, there is no ambient sound in the distance, just pure silence other than the officer's breathing as he moves. Off. Martin: "There's no sign of life anywhere. The entire city seems abandoned and shows signs of decay. It looks like whatever lived here either evacuated or died quite some time ago. I've passed a few location markers, presumably signs, but they are all in some sort of language I've never seen before, almost hieroglyphic in nature. There doesn't seem to be any remains of whatever lived here, but whatever they were, they were big. Well, tall at least. Nothing seems to be very wide, just tall. Windows, doorways, at least 11 to 12 feet on average." Suddenly, the sound of skittering, clicking noises almost like those made by insects can be heard nearby, and Officer Martin can be heard lifting his weapon. Off. Martin: *whispering*"The fuck is that? Oh god, don't let it be giant bugs. Fuck this place, man." Officer Martin is heard moving slowly forward, trying to ascertain the source of the noise. Suddenly, he breaks into a sprint and can be heard fumbling with his equipment. Off. Martin: *yelling*"Fuck, fuck, fuck! I think they saw me! Fuck this place. Aborting mission." Officer Martin can be heard turning off SCP-XXXX. [End Audio Log] [End Log] |
Post Expedition Interview |
Interviewer: Dr. Amelia Burton Interviewed: MTF Officer Reese Martin |
[Begin Log] Dr. Burton: "Hello, Officer Martin." Off. Martin: "Ma'am." Dr. Burton: "Would you mind explaining to me why you aborted your mission early?" Off. Martin: "No disrespect ma'am, but you weren't there. Alone. With only that tiny sliver of light in the giant sea of just… black. I saw it. Okay, only for a second. I don't even know what I saw, to be honest. It was just tall. Thin, vaguely humanoid but it's… head? I think it was it's head, it was huge. Not like wide, just tall, like a giant black pill. It had no face. I think. I didn't see one, anyway. It was just a tall black… thing. Long arms, long torso. Long everything. Like the whole thing had just been stretched in one direction and it looked like it was made of plastic, or something like that. Like a giant shell of some sort. No flesh or skin." Dr. Burton writes some notes as he speaks. Dr. Burton: "I see. Did this entity approach you or seem hostile?" Off. Martin: "I mean, I'm pretty sure it saw me. I don't know HOW, it didn't seem to have any eyes and everything was dark as fuck, but… maybe it heard me? It turned to look at me, I think. It knew I was there, I could just tell. That's when I ran. I only got a glimpse of the thing, that damn flashlight you keep sending us with can barely see shit. If I could have actually seen anything I would have noticed it long before hand but it was like RIGHT there, only like 10 feet in front of me, I almost walked right into the damn thing!" Dr. Burton: "Understood. That will be all, Officer Martin." Off. Martin: "Ma'am." [End Log] |
Additional: Due to concerns over stress and mental capability dealing with DXXXX, Officer Reese Martin has been reassigned to another project at the recommendation of Dr. Amelia Burton. |
Expedition Log XXXX-02 |
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Members: MTF Officer Orbin Kane, MTF Officer Alan Dallas Point of Origin: Site 87, Test Chamber 19 Destination: DXXXX Date: 11/02/2008 Duration: 01:18:48 Equipment: Standard MTF Expedition Field Kit, MTF-K2 Binding Harness Objective: Gather information related to DXXXX and SCP-XXXX. Ascertain information on entities discovered in DXXXX |
[Begin Log] MTF Officers Kane and Dallas are required to wear MTF-K2 Binding Harnesses, which tethers the members to each other via reinforced nylon cable. This seems to be the only way to send multiple operatives into DXXXX at the same time, as physical contact with SCP-XXXX is required for translocation to occur. Researcher's Note: Due to limitations based on the nature of the destination, only audio logs are currently available at this time. Audio Log begins immediately upon entering DXXXX. [Begin Audio Log] Off. Kane: "MTF Officer Orbin Kane, and MTF Officer Alan Dallas, successfully arrived at destination, beginning-" Off. Dallas: "Ugh, what the hell is that smell? Wait is that a fucking D-Class?" Off. Kane: "Apparently that was the first test subject they sent in." Off. Dallas: "Oh. Well that's fucking lovely. They didn't send anyone to clean him up? God, he fucking smells so bad." Off. Kane: "Focus, Dallas. You notice anything weird about this place?" Off. Dallas: "You mean other than the fucked up furniture and the dead guy? I mean… wait, hold on. What the fuck?" Off. Kane: "Let me guess, you can't see any colors either?" Off. Dallas: "No, that's fucking trippy, man." Off. Kane: "It's gonna take some getting used to. Anyway, let's see if we can get outside, according to the debriefing, if we go out this door and head down the hallway to the left, and just follow that down we should reach a window a previous MTF officer got out from." Off Dallas: "Yeah. Roger." Both officers are heard making their way through the building to the window, before repelling down to the outside. Off. Dallas: "Yo, Kane. You think we're gonna run into any of those freaks here?" Off. Kane: "I don't now, Dallas. If we do, our orders are to try and get more information about them." Off. Dallas: "Yeah, I know. Kane, you ever see that movie Aliens?" Off. Kane: "Shut the fuck up, Dallas." Off. Dallas: "I'm just sayin' that if I see any eggs, I'm fucking turning that thing off." Off. Kane: "Shut the fuck up, Dallas." Off. Dallas: "Lighten up, man scared of the dark or-" Officer Dallas stops talking as a slow rumbling is heard in the background, which slowly starts to get louder. Off. Dallas: "Oh shit, the whole place is shaking!" Off. Kane: "What, never felt an earthquake before, Dallas?" Off. Dallas: "Oh shut the fuck up, Kane." The rumbling subsides and everything starts to get quiet again. Off. Kane: "Alright, let's move. We're going to head west and see what we can find. Remember, if we run into those things, our orders are to observe, not engage." Off. Dallas: "Considering we can't see shit in front of us, I'd be surprised if we ACTUALLY run into them." The two officers are heard checking their gear and then moving slowly towards their destination, remarking on any strange landmarks they come across as they progress. This lasts for roughly 3 minutes. Off. Dallas: "Hey Kane." Off. Kane: "What, Dallas?" Off. Dallas: "What do you think happened here?" Off. Kane: "That's what we're here to find out, Dallas." Off. Dallas: "No shit, smartass. I mean like this place looks like it was just straight up abandoned. I mean yeah it's old, but there's no sign of major damage. No collapsed buildings. Nothing. It's like whatever lived here just… disappeared. You think those creatures had something to do with it?" Off. Kane: "No idea, but right now we just need to focus on the-" The sound of quick rustling is heard indicating panicked movement by the officers. Off. Kane: "*whispering*Dallas, down behind this thing." Off. Dallas: *whispering*"Shit. What the fuck do we do?" Off. Kane: *whispering*"We observe and report." Off. Dallas: *whispering*"You think they saw us?" Off. Kane: *whispering*"I have no idea. Did you see what they were doing?" Off. Dallas: *whispering*"No, they were crowded around something though, no idea what." About 15 minutes pass as both officers try to stay as silent as possible. Soft clicking sounds are heard in the background before fading off into the distance. Off. Dallas: "I think they finally left." Off. Kane: "Yeah, let's go see what the hell they were doing." The shuffling sound of the operatives moving closer to something that was emitting soft but steady humming is heard. Off. Dallas: "What the hell is this thing? Some kind of shrine?" Off. Kane: "I dunno, possibly. That old man that Burton interviewed was ranting about demons and worshiping dark gods or some shit." Off. Dallas: "You think this is part of some ritual to summon something? Maybe that's what wiped out this place. A sacrifice to some Lovecraftian bullshit. Would be par for course, at this rate." Off. Kane: "It's possible. I don't really want to be here if whatever it is they're summoning arrives though. This place is already fucked enough as it is." Off. Dallas: "Yeah. We should report back, HQ is going to want to know about this. It seems like whatever these things are, they aren't just some kind of mindless predators." Off. Kane: "To be honest, that doesn't make me feel any better about this." Off. Dallas: "Yeah, no kidding. Let's head back." The power switch on SCP-XXXX is heard being turned off. [End Audio Log] [End Log] |
Post Expedition Interview |
Interviewer: Dr. Amelia Burton Interviewed: MTF Officer Orbin Kane |
[Begin Log] Dr. Burton: "Good afternoon, Officer Kane." Off. Kane: "Ma'am." Dr. Burton: "About your most recent expedition. What exactly did you find?" Off. Kane: "Well… the reports are right, whatever these things are, they're tall. Real tall, and pitch black, making them even harder to see in the dark. No discernable features. They also seem to work in groups. They were setting up some kind of obelisk of some sort." Dr. Burton: "Yes, I've read your report on that. Can you give me more details on this structure?" Off. Kane: "It looked like it was made of some kind of crystal, like obsidian. Polished black. There was a base that was smooth, with raised sides, almost like pedestals extending out from the center. In the very center was a large rectangular portion that extended up really high. Top was tapered I think, but it was hard to see. Extended well over 20 feet in the air. The entire thing made a soft humming sound, like machinery, but not as metallic." Dr. Burton: "Were you able to ascertain what this structure was for?" Off. Kane: "Negative. It was too dark to see what exactly they were doing with it. We just saw about 4 or 5 of these things lingering around it. They could have been doing anything, hell maybe they were worshiping it. I don't know. Dallas and I were just focused on not getting spotted." Dr. Burton: "That's fair. If these things are worshiping some kind of entity, this may be a bigger problem than we initially thought. Especially if this worship is linked to what happened to the people of this dimension." Off. Kane: "Those were my thoughts as well, Ma'am." Dr. Burton: "Alright, well that is all, Mr. Kane. Thank you for your assistance." Off. Kane: "No problem, Ma'am." [End Log] |
Additional: MTF Officers Kane and Dallas are to be assigned to work with Dr. Burton full time on gathering more information on DXXXX based on their performance under the codename "Nightwalkers" until otherwise noted. |
Expedition Log XXXX-03 |
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Members: MTF Officer Orbin Kane, MTF Officer Alan Dallas Point of Origin: Site 87, Test Chamber 19 Destination: DXXXX Date: 11/14/2008 Duration: 00:26:12 Equipment: Standard MTF Expedition Field Kit, MTF-K2 Binding Harness, SCP-XXXX equipped with SCP-XXXX-01. Objective: Explore properties of DXXXX when being filtered by SCP-XXXX-01 |
[Begin Log] MTF Officers Kane and Dallas are required to wear MTF-K2 Binding Harnesses, which tethers the members to each other via reinforced nylon cable. This seems to be the only way to send multiple operatives into DXXXX at the same time, as physical contact with SCP-XXXX is required for translocation to occur. Researcher's Note: Due to limitations based on the nature of the destination, only audio logs are currently available at this time. Audio Log begins immediately upon entering DXXXX. [Begin Audio Log] Off. Kane: "MTF Officer Orbin Kane, and MTF Officer Alan Dallas, successfully arrived at destination, beginning expedition." Off. Dallas: "Aaaaand of course, everything is fucking blue now." Off. Kane: "Did you expect anything different? Where are we, anyway? This doesn't seem to be the designated entry point we normally come in from." Off. Dallas: "Yeah, I kinda already miss our D-Class buddy. His aroma was starting to grow on me." Off. Kane: "You got problems, Dallas." Off. Dallas: "That's why they put me with you to go to places like this." Off. Kane: "Lucky me. Anyway, it looks like we're underground this time, in some sort of transit system. Look, there's some kind of path leading down a tunnel off to the right, sunk into the ground." Off. Dallas: "Looks like a subway station, but you know, taller." Off. Kane: "Yeah… I doubt it's operational though, so it should be safe to explore." Off. Dallas: "You've never played Silent Hill, have you?" Off. Kane: "You really need to stop watching that shit, it's gonna make you paranoid." Off. Dallas: "If exploring an alien dimension with fucking creatures that would make H. R. Geiger wet his pants using only a fucking flashlight made in the 1960's isn't going to make me paranoid, I doubt a video game from the 90's is gonna do shit, Kane. At least I know that shit ain't real." Off. Kane: "Yet." Off. Dallas: "Fuck you, Kane." The officers footsteps echo slightly against what sounds like a tiled surface, before stopping. Off. Dallas: "What?" Off. Kane: "Go on." Off. Dallas: "Fuck that. This was your idea. You go." Off. Kane: "Fine. I told you that shit's gonna make you scared." Off. Dallas: "Whatever, asshole." Before either of the operatives are able to make their way down into the carved path, a heavy rumbling is heard quickly growing louder. Off. Dallas: "Fuck, it's another one of those damn earthquakes. You think it's safe to be down here?" The rumbling slows down and the sharp sound of metallic scraping echoes through the location they are in before stopping and becoming quiet. Off. Kane: "Okay. That's new." Off. Dallas: "Yeah, on second thought let's not hop down onto the train tracks." Off. Kane: "You don't know that's what they a-" Officer Kane suddenly stops mid-sentence. Off. Kane: "You know what, for once you're right. Let's see if we can find another path." Off. Dallas: "THANK YOU. After all, I'm still tied to you, last thing I need is you getting pulled under some kind of weird train and dragging me into the depths of god-knows where this place leads." Off. Kane: "Sweet of you to care." Off. Dallas: "C'mon. There's got to be an entrance to the surface here somewhere." There is roughly 8 minutes of shuffling noises as Officers Kane and Dallas search for an exit. Off. Dallas: "Yo, Kane, you see anything yet?" Off. Kane: "No. None of this makes any sense. We know they use doors, so you'd think the exit to this place would be obvious." A loud rumbling is heard once again as presumably another seismic event occurs, followed again by another sound of scraping metal. Sounds of crumbling stone can be heard. Off. Dallas: "Kane, we've been looking for 20 minutes, and this place sounds like it's either gonna collapse any minute, or eat us alive. Let's call this one a bust." Off. Kane: *sighs* "Alright, fine. But if HQ asks why we came back empty handed, I'm pointing at you." Off. Dallas: "Kane, there's nothing fucking here. It's an empty subway, and I'm not going down the fucking tracks, and neither are you. So let's just cut our losses and hope Burton doesn't fucking fire our asses." Off. Kane: "Not much more we can do." The power switch on SCP-XXXX is heard being turned off. [End Audio Log] [End Log] |
Post Expedition Interview |
Interviewer: Dr. Amelia Burton Interviewed: MTF Officer Orbin Kane |
[Begin Log] Dr. Burton: "Officer Kane, I read your report." Off. Kane: "Yeah, sorry it wasn't what you were looking for." Dr. Burton: "You're not going to strike gold every time, Mr. Kane. Considering the circumstances I believe you made the right call. That particular area of DXXXX seems highly unstable, and it's not worth risking losing SCP-XXXX to find out more about it. And you and Dallas, of course." Off. Kane: "Of course." Dr. Burton: "Was there anything else?" Off. Kane: "No, Ma'am." Dr. Burton: "Alright, you're dismissed. Thank you, Mr. Kane." [End Log] |
Additional: Expeditions using SCP-XXXX-01 are halted until a better understanding of the seismic disturbances that occur within DXXXX are found. |
Expedition Log XXXX-04 |
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Members: MTF Officer Orbin Kane, MTF Officer Alan Dallas Point of Origin: Site 87, Test Chamber 19 Destination: DXXXX Date: 11/25/2008 Duration: 00:57:25 Equipment: Standard MTF Expedition Field Kit, MTF-K2 Binding Harness, SCP-XXXX equipped with SCP-XXXX-02. Objective: Explore properties of DXXXX when being filtered by SCP-XXXX-02 |
[Begin Log] MTF Officers Kane and Dallas are required to wear MTF-K2 Binding Harnesses, which tethers the members to each other via reinforced nylon cable. This seems to be the only way to send multiple operatives into DXXXX at the same time, as physical contact with SCP-XXXX is required for translocation to occur. Researcher's Note: Due to limitations based on the nature of the destination, only audio logs are currently available at this time. Audio Log begins immediately upon entering DXXXX. [Begin Audio Log] Off. Kane: "MTF Officer Orbin Kane, and MTF Officer Alan Dallas, successfully arrived at destination, beginning expedition." Off. Dallas: "Oh, it's green this time. That's fun." Off. Kane: "Okay, THIS is different." Off. Dallas: "It's definitely much more fancy." Off. Kane: "Fancy isn't the word I'd use. This looks like some kind of laboratory or something. Maybe a hospital?" Off. Dallas: "Fuck, I hate hospitals." Off. Kane: "Good to know. Over there, that door. Looks like it leads to a storage room of some sort. Maybe we can find something that'll let us figure out what the hell is going on in this place." Footsteps indicate the officers moving through the area, when suddenly a large metallic clang is heard. Off. Kane: "The fuck?!" Off. Dallas: "Sorry, my fault. Didn't see it." Off. Kane: "Christ, Dallas, you're going to kill me before those fucking things do at this rate." Off. Dallas: "Look, its dark as fuck in here and you have the light. I didn't fucking see it, alright?" Off. Kane: "Whatever, help me get this door open." The clanging of what sounds like a door banging can be heard before being joined by a cacophony of metallic clatter and a familiar soft rumbling noise. Off. Kane: "There's another one. I'm surprised this whole place hasn't shaken itself apart at this point." Off. Dallas: "It's weird the things you can get used to, eh? I barely notice them anymore." Off. Kane: "Shut the fuck up, Dallas." Off. Dallas: "Where would you be without me?" Officer Dallas can be heard laughing softly. Off. Kane: "Okay, I think it's opening. Pull on that part right there. Yeah. Like that. PULL." There's a sudden 'clunk' as something sounds like it's come dislodged, and a pained scraping can be heard. Off. Dallas: "You've gotta be fucking kidding me." Off. Kane: "Well, it IS a storage room." Off. Dallas: "It's a fucking MORGUE, Kane. What the fuck." Off. Kane: "Get your shit together, Dallas. We're dealing with aliens, not zombies. Let's see if we can find anything useful about these fuckers." Off. Dallas: *whispering* "Fuck me…" The two can be heard moving through the room, moving aside what sounds like plastic sheets. Off. Dallas: "Kane, look! It's one of those tall bastards. A dead one." Off. Kane: "Oh, shit. They are so much bigger up close. It looks like a bug of some sort, but human shaped." Off. Dallas: "They don't have faces, Kane. Look at this. It's just flat, black and featureless. No eyes, mouth, nothing. What the fuck are these things?" Off. Kane: "I don't-" Officer Kane was cut off by the sound of chittering slowly coming from the room they were previously in. Off. Dallas: *whispering* "Fuck! We gotta abort, Kane." Officer Kane doesn't respond, however his clothing and equipment can be heard shifting. The sound of chittering gets louder as the two operatives stay quiet as the sound moves around the room. Off. Dallas: *whispering* "Kane, wait. Give me the light… something's weird here." Off. Kane: *whispering* "Shut up, Dallas." Off. Dallas: *whispering* "Just give me the damn light. Trust me, for fucking once, Kane." Off. Kane: *whispering* "Fine, but if you fuck this up, we are aborting this mission." The sound of Kane passing SCP-XXXX can be heard, and what sounds like one of the operatives shifting their position. Off. Kane: *whispering* "The fuck, Dallas? You're going to give away our position." Off. Dallas: *whispering* "Look, Kane. They don't see it. They can't see the light. They don't know it's there. The things are fucking blind." Off. Kane: *whispering* "What the… Dallas you're a fucking genius." Off. Dallas: *whispering* "I know." One of the operatives can be heard making a sudden movement, followed by loud chittering. Off. Kane: *yelling* "They're not fucking blind, Dallas! You fucking moron! Turn it off, NOW!" The power switch on SCP-XXXX is heard being turned off as loud chittering noises and clattering sounds get louder. [End Audio Log] [End Log] |
Post Expedition Interview |
Interviewer: Dr. Amelia Burton Interviewed: MTF Officer Orbin Kane |
[Begin Log] Dr. Burton: "Officer Kane. Good to see you in one piece still." Off. Kane: "No thanks to that idiot." Dr. Burton: "Well, that 'idiot' actually stumbled across some very important information." Off. Kane leans backwards, crossing his arms. Off. Kane: "He blew the entire mission and gave away our position." Dr. Burton: "Yes and no, Mr. Kane. That was actually you." Off. Kane: "Excuse me?" Dr. Burton: "Don't worry, Kane. We're not reprimanding you. Either of you. This little stunt revealed some very important information. Your partner was half right." Off. Kane: "Elaborate?" Dr. Burton: "It seems these things can see YOU, they just can't see the light produced by SCP-XXXX. They are blind to it, for some reason. This should make your future expeditions easier, as you don't have to worry about the light produced by SCP-XXXX giving away your position." Off. Kane: "Huh. You know, Ma'am, I wonder if it's related to our video equipment not being able to see the light either. Maybe these things are synthetic? In some kind of suits?" Dr. Burton: "While that is a possibility, the fact that you found a place where they store their dead, and the fact that they didn't remove these 'suits' after death indicates that this may not be the case." Off. Kane: "Yeah. I suppose that's true. Well, thanks for the info, Ma'am." Dr. Burton: "Don't thank me too soon. You and Dallas are going back in at 0900. Get some sleep." Off. Kane: *sighs* "Yes, Ma'am." [End Log] |
Additional: Review of audio logs indicates that the entities inside of DXXXX are unable to perceive the light generated by SCP-XXXX. The reason for this is currently unknown. |
Expedition Log XXXX-05 |
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Members: MTF Officer Orbin Kane, MTF Officer Alan Dallas Point of Origin: Site 87, Test Chamber 19 Destination: DXXXX Date: 11/26/2008 Duration: 00:37:05 Equipment: Standard MTF Expedition Field Kit, MTF-K2 Binding Harness, SCP-XXXX equipped with SCP-XXXX-02. Objective: Explore properties of DXXXX when being filtered by SCP-XXXX-02 |
[Begin Log] Researcher's Note: Due to limitations based on the nature of the destination, only audio logs are currently available at this time. Audio Log begins immediately upon entering DXXXX. [Begin Audio Log] Off. Kane: "MTF Officer Orbin Kane, and MTF Officer Alan Dallas, successfully arrived at destination, beginning expedition." Off. Dallas: "You sure do love protocol, don't you Kane?" Off. Kane: "One of us has to do it, and you sure as hell aren't going to." Off. Dallas: "You're the boss." Off. Kane: "Glad we're on the same page. Looks like those things are gone this time." Off. Dallas: "Yeah, let's just see what we can find and get the fuck out, I don't want a repeat of yesterday." Both officers are heard moving around the room. This lasts for about 2 minutes. Off. Dallas: "This place creeps me out." Off. Kane: "Oh, so THIS is the part of the pitch black nightmare dungeon that upsets you." Off. Dallas: "Fuck off, Kane. What I mean is that it's weird, isn't it? I've been thinking a bit." Off. Kane: "Okay, well now that actually worries me." Off. Dallas: "No, I'm serious. Like, those things… you think this is their home? They're tall, everything else is fucking tall… They seem to be able to see perfectly fine without any light, and none of these places has any light? It's all too convenient." Off. Kane: "Yeah, I kinda got that feeling yesterday when we got into the morgue. They fit this place too well. But if so, why is most of the place abandoned? If they lived here, and they made cities this big, why are there so few of them? It doesn't make any sense." Off. Dallas: "Maybe something wiped them out and only a few of them are left? Maybe the ones that are left are part of some sort of fucked up doomsday cult that ended up killing off everyone else? Would explain all the weird shit we're seeing." Off. Kane: "I have no idea, Dallas. There's nothing here. Let's try that hallway, see where it goes." Off. Dallas: "Alright, the sooner we get out of this fucking place, the better." The sound of the two moving through a hallway with the occasional sound of opening doors being heard. Off. Dallas: "There's got to be something here. We can't go back empty handed again. Burton will have our balls." Off. Kane: "Why are you so scared of Burton, Dallas? She's been pretty reasonable about things so far?" Off. Dallas: "I don't trust the lab coats. They're too… I dunno. I think they're just so used to sitting behind their protective glass windows, watching all these horrors unfold that they stop becoming human sometimes. They don't talk like normal people do. Everything is just so cold and sterile. Like their hearts don't work anymore." Off. Kane: "It's just the way the Foundation does things, Dallas. You know that." Off. Dallas: "Doesn't mean it doesn't creep me the fuck out sometimes." The sound of a door opening is heard with the similar shifting of clothing and equipment indicating the movement of the two officers. Off. Dallas: "You know what kinda scares me most, about this place, Kane?" Off. Kane: "Enlighten me." Off. Dallas: "Well, you're close. I'm getting used to the dark. We've been here so many times, it's like not being able to see more than like 20 feet in front of me is becoming almost normal." Off. Kane: "Hm… now that you mention it, I barely even think about it much either." Off. Dallas: "It's weird, cause this is some Blair Witch shit. We're in an alien hive and all we got is that piece of shit, but for some reason I'm not sitting here shitting myself every 5 minutes. This place is almost, comforting in a way." Off. Kane: "I wouldn't go that far, I mean you still got those bug things crawling around." Off. Dallas: "About them. They're not nearly as aggressive as I expected them to be from the looks of them. Most things you deal with on these types of missions is out to turn you into blood confetti the moment it sees you. Whenever we run into them, they seem like… curious about us more than aggressive. Don't you think that's kinda weird?" Off. Kane: "Look, if you want to have a tea party with those things, just don't invite me." Off. Dallas: "Yeah, no fucking thanks. I'm just sayin' I think the reason why we're both not losing our shit by now is because they've left us alone, for the most part." Off. Kane: "The fact that we can basically just turn this whole place off any time we want helps as well." Off. Dallas: "Oh. Well yeah. That too. Kinda makes this shit easy, doesn't it?" Off. Kane: "Hm? Wait. Dallas. Look down." Officer Kane can be heard slamming his foot against a metallic object, causing a dull echo to reverberate through the room. Off. Kane: "I think there's some sorta hatch here. Help me get this thing open." Off. Dallas "Yeah, alright." The sound of struggling, along with metallic scraping can be heard, before a loud bang signals the successful opening of the hatch. The two can be heard descending a set of stairs. Off. Kane: "It looks like a workshop of some sort. Why would this be in a hospital?" Off. Dallas: "I don't know if you've noticed, Kane, but this place hasn't made any fucking sense since we got here. Why the fuck would it start to now?" Off. Kane: "Don't be a smartass. Start checking those lockers, see if you can find anything." The sound of the officers rummaging through various items in the room can be heard. Off. Dallas: "Kane! Holy fuck, look!" Off. Kane: "What is it? The sound of Officer Dallas picking up something can be heard. Off. Dallas: "It's another flashlight, like the SCP we're carrying. Well, parts of one at least." Off. Kane: "Are you telling me there's more of these things?" Off. Dallas: "Well unless these creatures had their own Vietnam war and just HAPPENED to create flashlights they didn't have a use for, I would say the answer seems to be yes." Off. Kane: "Shut the fuck up, Dallas." Off. Dallas: "Anyway, we should bring this back for the lab boys to look at." Off. Kane: "Dallas, look. Over there. It's another on of those filters! Grab it." Off. Dallas: "Really? What color is that one?" Off. Kane: "….It's green. Everything here is fucking green. You're green. I'm green. The fucking SKY is green." Off. Dallas: "Oh. Right." Off. Kane: "Idiot. Bag it up and lets keep looking." There is another 3 or 4 minutes of scrounging, with the both officers commenting on various odd tools and parts they've found lying around. Off. Kane: "What is half this stuff?" Off. Dallas: "Looks like tools of some kind." Off. Kane: "Hey, there's like a book over here." Off. Dallas: "What's it say?" Off. Kane: "I don't fucking know. It's in that weird language that everything else is. Lab boys might be able to figure it out." Off. Dallas: "Alright, let's take it with us." Off. Kane: "That was the plan, yes." As the two officers turn to leave, the faint sound of clicking starts to echo from the direction of the point of entry. Off. Dallas: "Looks like our friends are back. I guess now's a good time to get the fuck out." Off. Kane: "Agreed." The power switch on SCP-XXXX is heard being turned off. [End Audio Log] [End Log] |
Post Expedition Interview |
Interviewer: Dr. Amelia Burton Interviewed: MTF Officer Orbin Kane |
[Begin Log] Dr. Burton: "Well done, Officer Kane." Off. Kane: "Thank you, Ma'am. Any word back from the lab?" Dr. Burton: "Well, we've determined that the remains of a possible second SCP-XXXX you managed to recover is completely inoperable. Even trying to repair it using spare parts does not cause it to exhibit any anomalous properties. We're still not sure what causes the manifestation to occur." Off. Kane: "Well, I guess that's one less thing we have to keep in a box." Dr. Burton: "However… that filter you found. It's yellow. We want to begin testing with it next week. You and Officer Dallas will be notified." Off. Kane: "What about the book?" Dr. Burton: "We're still working on that one. Seems to be full of some kind of schematics of some sort. We're not quite sure what for, however. At any rate. That is our job. Yours is to simply collect and report, understood?" Off. Kane: "Yes, Ma'am. Was there anything else?" Dr. Burton: "No, that will be- Actually wait, yes there is." Off. Kane: "Ma'am?" Dr. Burton: "It's about Dallas. We've been reviewing your logs. There seems to be some animosity between you two. Should we get you a different partner?" Off. Kane: "What? Oh. No, Ma'am. It's just how Dallas is. I've worked with him for quite some time. We have an… understanding. I'd like to keep working with him, please." Dr. Burton: "Well, you've been producing results, so I have no reason to object." Off. Kane: "Thank you Ma'am. Was there anything else?" Dr. Burton: "No, I believe that is all, Mr. Kane. You're dismissed." [End Log] |
Additional: MTF team "Nightwalkers" managed to recover quite a few samples from DXXX, including a third filter for SCP-XXXX. Testing with the new filter has been authorized by Dr. Amelia Burton. |
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE IS CLASSIFIED
ANY ATTEMPT TO ACCESS THIS FILE WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION WILL BE LOGGED AND WILL LEAD TO IMMEDIATE DISCIPLINARY ACTION.
Expedition Log XXXX-06 |
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Members: MTF Officer Orbin Kane, MTF Officer Alan Dallas Point of Origin: Site 87, Test Chamber 19 Destination: DXXXX Date: 11/29/2004 Duration: 02:18:45 Equipment: Standard MTF Expedition Field Kit, MTF-K2 Binding Harness, SCP-XXXX equipped with SCP-XXXX-03. Objective: Explore properties of DXXXX when being filtered by SCP-XXXX-03 |
[Begin Log] Researcher's Note: Due to limitations based on the nature of the destination, only audio logs are currently available at this time. Audio Log begins immediately upon entering DXXXX. [Begin Audio Log] Off. Kane: "MTF Officer Orbin Kane, and MTF Officer Alan Dallas, successfully arrived at destination, beginning expedition." Off. Dallas: "The hell are we now? This place is fucking huge." Off. Kane: "Look over there. There's a window. Let's see if we can get our bearings." The two officers can be heard moving along a metallic floor, before a soft thud indicates one of them pressing a hand against a glass-like surface. Off. Dallas: "I can't even see the bottom. It's like a sea of black. How high up are we?" Off. Kane: "I have no idea." There is a short pause, marked only by the sound of cloth and equipment shifting. Off. Kane: "Dallas, does this place feel oddly familiar to you?" Off. Dallas: "What? No. Why the fuck would it?" Off. Kane: "I dunno. It feels… it feels a lot like being in one of the Foundation buildings, doesn't it? It's much more purposeful. Like it's a type of military instillation." Off. Dallas: "You think these things have an army?" Off. Kane: "It wouldn't surprise me at this point." Off. Dallas: "If they weren't bad as it is, now they have guns. Great." Off. Kane: "Let's just keep looking around, see what we can find." The echoes of their footsteps can be heard on the recording. Off. Kane: "Let's check in here." What is presumably the sound of a door being slid open is heard, and the slow footsteps of the two can be heard stepping onto a tiled surface. Off. Kane: "Is this a lab? What the hell are these things?" Off. Dallas: "This is getting way too fucking weird. Like… none of this shit makes any sense. If they're this advanced, what's with the shrine we found?" Off. Kane: "Maybe it wasn't a shrine, Dallas. Maybe it was something else." Off. Dallas: "What do you think they are doing? What happened to this place?" Off. Kane: "I have no idea, we're just getting more questions than answers. Look over there. That looks like a storage area." Off. Dallas: "Last time you said that we ended up in a morgue." Off. Kane: "Shut the fuck up, Dallas. Let's go take a look." As the two make their way through the room, the soft humming noise similar the one emitted by the monolithic structure they came across earlier is heard in the background. Off. Dallas: "What in the…? Kane, are you seeing this shit?" Off. Kane: "The fuck is THIS doing here?" Off. Dallas: "This place just keeps getting more fucked up the longer we stay here." Off. Kane: *seeming to speak directly into the recording device* "MTF Officer Kane. We seem to have stumbled into some kind of research chamber. We've found the remains of what seems to be a human. Been dead for quite some time at this point. Inside the containment unit seem to be personal effects, a helmet, uniform and weapon similar to those worn by US soldiers during the Vietnam war." Off. Dallas: "How the fuck did he get here?" Off. Kane: "Maybe the same way we did? I mean think about what SCP-XXXX looks like." Off. Dallas: "Oh shit, you're right. That was fucking years ago though, man. How long have people been coming to this place?" Off. Kane: "I don't know, let's keep looking and see what else we can find. The two can be heard making their way back the way they came, when suddenly a loud chittering sound can be heard out of nowhere, and the sound of Officer Dallas letting out a loud scream. Off. Dallas: "Ah shit, Kane! What the fuck! One of those freaks got in here, it's got me!" Off. Kane: "Dallas! Shit!" A mixture of chittering and struggling can be heard alongside of the familiar click of the safety being flicked off, but before any shots can be fired, the sound of Officer Kane's weapon can be heard clattering to the ground. Off. Kane: "Fuck, let go of me you goddamn freak!" Off. Dallas: "Kane, the light!" The sound of Kane frantically reaching for SCP-XXXX can be heard. Off. Dallas: "Wait, Kane. Fuck. STOP. If you turn that thing off, you'll be bringing these things with us!" Officer Kane presumably hesitates for a moment, before a sickening snap is heard, presumably the reinforced nylon MTF-K2 harness strap being snapped. Off. Kane: "What? NO! DALLAS." There is approximately 45 minutes of static at this point before audio recording resumes. Off. Kane: "Shit. Wait… I think I got it working again. This is MTF Officer Orbin Kane. Officer Dallas and I have been captured by, whatever these things are. They have us locked up in some kind of cell, they took Dallas somewhere. They took most of our most visible equipment, but missed our audio recording device. SCP-XXXX was also confiscated, though they didn't turn it off, as they don't seem to understand it's purpose. Dallas has been gone for about 2 hours now. I don't know where they took him. I can see the light from SCP-XXXX down the hall, presumably with the rest of our equipment. When Dallas gets back, we're going to make a break for it, see if we can get out of here." The audio feed cuts out again, presumably muted by Kane for an unknown length of time, before resuming. Off. Kane: "I can hear them. I think they're bringing Dallas back." The sound of some kind of door being slid open is heard, before there is a loud thud, followed by a heavy chittering noise. Sounds that indicate some kind of scuffle is occurring can be heard. A loud screeching, presumably from one of the DXXXX entities can be heard, as a loud repeated thumping noise continues until the chittering stops. Off. Kane: "Dallas! C'mon. Let's get the fuck out of here! NOW!" A soft weeping sound can be heard, presumably coming from Officer Dallas. Off. Kane: "Dallas, Dallas, we have to go, and we have to go now." Off. Dallas: "Kane… KANE… they…" Off. Kane: "Dallas, we don't have time-" Off. Dallas: "My eyes, Kane. They took my fucking eyes! I can't fucking see! Oh god." The sound of Officer Kane moving can be heard as he seems to make contact with Officer Dallas. Off. Kane: "Fuck. FUCK. Those fucking monsters. It's okay, Dallas. I've got you. Hold onto me, we're getting the fuck out of here." Officer Kane can be heard dragging Officer Dallas across the tiled floor, before something is presumably picked up off a table. Loud chittering can be heard in the background and is quickly approaching their location at great speed. Off Kane: "Oh god, Dallas. I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry." The power switch on SCP-XXXX is heard being turned off. [End Audio Log] [End Log] |
Post Expedition Interview |
Interviewer: Dr. Amelia Burton Interviewed: MTF Officer Orbin Kane |
[Begin Log] Dr. Burton: "Officer Kane." Off. Kane: "Cut the crap, Amelia." Dr. Burton: "Mr. Kane, I know you're upset. I read the reports, as well as the medical reports. Dallas was a good operative, it's a shame." Off. Kane: "That's all any of this is to you, isn't it? Goddamn reports. Everyone, everything, is nothing more but another file in your cabinet." Dr. Burton: "Mr. Kane, we all know the risks involved when working for the Foundation. Dallas knew them too." Officer Kane slams his fists on the table. Off. Kane: "Risk!? Don't talk to me about risk. You sit here behind your little fucking desk while good men like Dallas go out there and… and… He didn't deserve this! Not like this!" Dr. Burton: "No one deserves any of this. SCP's are not 'fair'. Mr. Kane. They do not care about what is deserved, nor who deserves it. What we do is for the greater goo-" Off. Kane: "The greater good? That's always what it boils down to with you people, isn't it? Tell me, what use is your 'greater good' when it can't even save one man from these… these fucking monst-" Dr. Burton slaps a folder on the desk in front of Kane and leans forward. Dr. Burton: "Researchers. They were Researchers, Mr. Kane. Just like us. The book you brought back on your previous expedition were research materials. Their world is dying, Kane. It's dying and they don't know how to stop it." Off. Kane: "You don't get it, Burton. They took him. Not just his eyes. He's stuck in that nightmare world now. Dark, and alone." Doctor burton sits down at the desk across from Officer Kane. Dr. Burton: "I want you to listen to me very, very carefully, Mr. Kane. The Foundation is the only thing that keeps us from ending up exactly like them. From becoming shadowy ghosts of a dark, dead world, slowly fading away as they desperately search for the only answer left; 'Why?'. Sometimes there is no why, Mr. Kane. The Foundation is the only thing that differentiates us from the monsters in the dark, franticly trying to understand the reason we have been forsaken. I want you to remember this: We secure. We contain. We protect. If we do not, there will be nothing left TO protect. DXXXX is a reminder that if we are not vigilant in our duties, or let our emotions cloud our judgement, that world is what awaits us. This is what we do. This is what we all do, and this is why sacrifices must be made. Do you understand this?" Officer Kane sits back in his chair, his hands going up to his face as he struggles to keep his composure. Dr. Burton motions to the two guards next to her. Dr. Burton: "We'll talk again, when you've had some time to think about things. Please, escort Mr. Kane to his quarters." [End Log] |
Additional: Medical examination indicates that MTF Officer Allan Dallas had undergone invasive surgery and had his eyes removed by the entities that reside in DXXXX. He has since been administered Class F amnestics and released into the care of his closest relatives. MTF Officer Orbin Kane has been temporarily suspended from active duty until psychological testing can determine whether or not he is fit for active service. All testing with SCP-XXXX is to be halted immediately until further notice, as per Site 89 Director ███████████████████████. |