Interviewed: 11509 Victim # █
Interviewer: Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
Foreword: Interview following Mr. █ █ █ █’s experience with 11509.
<Begin Log>
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: So, Mr. █ █ █ █, describe the events that transpired following your wife’s death.
Mr. █ █ █ █: Well, umm, it was all very strange…
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: Oh, don’t worry. We deal with strange things all the time here. Remember, I’m trying to help you.
Mr. █ █ █ █: It all started when - after my - when she …
The subject begins to cry, and lowers his head onto the desk.
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: If you want me to help you, you have to tell me what happened. Okay?
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: Mr. █ █ █ █?
Mr. █ █ █ █: Yes, yes, I’m sorry. It’s just, Mary meant the world to me, you know? And now, she’s gone… I didn’t even get to say goodbye! How fucked is that!?
Mr. █ █ █ █: Anyway, like I was saying, the strange stuff started happening around a week or so after the funeral.
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: Can you give me a precise date?
Mr. █ █ █ █: No, it’s - it’s still kind of, like, fuzzy… It’s just out of reach…
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: Okay…
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ hurriedly scribbles a note down. It reads ‘possible date of 11509 contact - one week after funeral’.
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: Please continue.
Mr. █ █ █ █: Right, so, you won’t believe this but, my ex turned up right outside my house!
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: Your ex?
Mr. █ █ █ █: Yeah, my ex. From high school. I kind of, um, was seeing someone else, and that’s when she became my ex.
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: Right, This is important. Did she ask you for anything? Money? A home? Did she ask you to do anything?
Mr. █ █ █ █: All she asked, was that we could get back together.
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: So you accepted?
Mr. █ █ █ █: Yes, I did. Shit she was beautiful!
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: What happened then?
Mr. █ █ █ █: So, I dunno, she lived with me for a while. We got along, you get me? She got me. And I got her! I’m giving her everything, in my will.
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: Nothing strange occurred?
Mr. █ █ █ █: She disappeared, no, disintegrated, into a weird pile of goop which drained through the floor.
Interviewer writes another note, then shows it to the camera. It says ‘Instance of SCP-11509-3?’. Subject notices and begins to sweat profusely.
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: Do you know why? Was there any sort of trigger?
Mr. █ █ █ █: Well, I tried to, um- me and her - we did- we tried-
Subject makes a gesture suggesting he attempted [[REDACTED]] with SCP-11509-3.
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: I see… Interesting, though - it appears this victim did not experience any form of 11509-2!
Mr. █ █ █ █: W-wha?
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: Thank you for your time.
Mr. █ █ █ █: I- I don’t understand…
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: Amnesticise him.
Mr. █ █ █ █: No, please!
Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █: Guards, take him away.
Mr. █ █ █ █: PLEASE! Please…
<End Log>
Closing Statement: Mr. █ █ █ █ was then returned to his cell while the amnesticides were being prepared. During this period, he was visited by a member of MTF Epilson-4. Epilson-4 had been deployed 0300 hours before, however, to respond to the ‘Behummur products’ incident. Upon this realisation, Foundation guards were immediately deployed to Mr. █ █ █ █‘s cell. His throat had been slit using a razor he held in his hand. It is currently believed that the member of Epilson-4 seen entering her cell was an instance of 11509-2, furthering the theory that instances of SCP-11509 do not appear in the numerical order suggested by Dr. █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █. All guards on site at the time of the incident were amnesticised.