Dr. Valentino's SCP

The body of water in which SCP-XXXX is located.

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX's entrance is to be disguised as a research post, two (2) armed guards patrolling the place.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a space time anomaly existing within a body of water located in ███ █████████ ███████. The body of water first came to foundation attention after Dr. ██████, who was on a trip trying to help re-contain SCP-████, found it.

The anomaly with SCP-XXXX is a portal at the bottom of the water that leads to a town reminiscent to something out of a western movie. Once you go through the portal, you are ejected from a cave, this cave takes seven minutes to navigate. Once the cave is exited, a town can be seen that is 11 meters away at the time of writing this, surrounded by desert. The town moves closer by 1 meter per subject that is [DATA EXPUNGED]

The town, named Bull's Gate, is composed of a prison, a saloon, a general store, a well in the center, a town hall, a stable, a school, and a giant clock all surrounded by wooden fencing. Trying to go past the town's borders triggers a mild cognito hazard, making you think you forgot something important. This is enough to make most people go back into the town. Further attempts to cross the border cause two cowboys, one boy and one girl to chase after you.

The cowboys carry lassos made of [DATA EXPUNGED] and ride on quadruped human creatures capable of moving up to ██ kilometers per hour. The cowboys only stop for four reasons. Evade them for long enough, get caught and survive, get caught and [DATA EXPUNGED] or go back to the town. If you are caught by the cowboys, they will begin the process of brutally [DATA EXPUNGED] to their lasso.

The inhabitants speak of a neighboring town named Rock Tusk, which has been harassing them for years. However, flights via unmanned drone have revealed absolutely nothing besides open desert beyond the town's borders. Despite there being thing but sand beyond the border, every three days. a Showdown Event will occur. (See Addendum XXXX.2)

The town is inhabited by ten (10) inhabitants, hereby referred to as SCP-XXXX-1 through SCP-XXXX-10 and the two (2) cowboys, hereby referred to as SCP-XXXX-11M and SCP-XXXX-12F. SCP-XXXX- 1-12F have never been noted to change clothes.

SCP-XXXX-1 is a friendly Caucasian male who proclaims himself to be the mayor of the town. He wears a brown vest over a red shirt with grey pants.

SCP-XXXX-2 is a Caucasian male who runs the saloon. He's very irritable. He wears a grey shirt, brown pants, and red pads on his knees.

SCP-XXXX-3 is a Caucasian male who is the owner of the general store next to the saloon, which he runs with his wife. He wears an apron over his brown shirt and grey pants.

SCP-XXXX-4 is a Caucasian female who is the wife of the general store's owner. She wears a large grey dress.

SCP-XXXX-5 claims to be the mayor's wife. She refers to the mayor by pet names such as lovey and sweetie. She wears a large frilly pink dress and carries a hand fan.

SCP-XXXX-6 is an African american male who has a small tent made of garbage near the saloon. He wears tattered rags.

SCP-XXXX-7 refers to a group of three (3) schoolchildren who are always seen together. They all look alike and wear the same outfit, a blue pair of pants and a red shirt.

SCP-XXXX-8 is a Caucasian female school teacher who teaches SCP-XXXX-7 during school hours. This teacher wears a green skirt and red shirt.

SCP-XXXX-9 is a Caucasian male and is the person who takes care of the quadruped humanoid entities that SCP-XXXX-11M and SCP-XXXX-12F ride while chasing someone who leaves the town. He wears a permanently muddy apron, grey pants, and a brown shirt.

SCP-XXXX-10 is a Caucasian male and says that he is the sheriff of the town, claiming that SCP-XXXX-11M and SCP-XXXX-12F are his pupils. He wears a standard outfit befitting that of his status.

SCP-XXXX-11M is the male cowboy that chases you when you leave the town. He wears a cowhide vest with a denim jacket, jeans, and boots with spurs.

SCP-XXXX-12F is the female cowboy that chases you when you attempt to leave the borders. She wears the same apparel as SCP-XXXX-11M.

Addendum XXXX.1: Discovery

SCP-XXXX was discovered by Dr. ██████ after noting a distinct purple glow at the bottom of a body of water. Thinking it had to relate with SCP-████, she sent some D-Class down to investigate. Only one of the D-Class returned half an hour later, visibly traumatized, and refused to tell Dr. ██████ what happened at the current moment. Once SCP-████ was recontained, Dr. ██████ reported the body of water that SCP-XXXX was contained in. Before any research was done on it, an interview was conducted with the traumatized D-Class 3 days later.

Interviewed: D-4675

Interviewer: Dr. ██████

Foreword: This interview was conducted to find out about the nature of SCP-XXXX.

<Begin Log>

Dr. ██████: So, what happened when you went to that purple glow?

D-4675: I… it was terrible… it… it might take me a bit to explain it all…

Dr. ██████: That's okay, we have all the time we need.

D-4675: Okay… (Subject takes a deep breath) So… when you told us to go down there, we did as told, anything to get free… (Subject laughs) anyway, we found ourselves in a cave near a desert town… and… and…

Dr. ██████: It's okay, you can take as long as you need.

D-4675: We saw the town, and decided to enter it. We were met by this guy who said he was the mayor, he was nice enough.

Dr. ██████: How many people were there?

D-4675: We met the mayor, his wife, the general store owner, his wife, a teacher, a sheriff, a group of kids, this guy who tended to horses, the owner of the saloon… and… and… and…

Dr. ██████: What happened?

D-4675: There were two cowboys… one boy one girl… they… when we w-when we… when we first entered the town, they warned us to not cross the borders. Seeing what you guys deal with… I figured it was for our own safety…
Dr. ██████: And then?

D-4675: The other guy instantly bolted for it… they… he didn't e- he… they… (Subject takes another deep breath)

Dr. ██████: It's okay, we have as much time as we need.

D-4675: Thank you…

Dr. ██████: Now, what did they do?

D-4675: Nothing at first… when he reached the border, he came back to me. He said he forgot something important. I asked him what he forgot, and he just bolted for the border again, said he was gonna get free one way or the other… he didn't even make it two meters past the border…

Dr. ██████: What happened?

D-4675: The cowboys… they… he… they [DATA EXPUNGED] him alive! It was the most horrifying thing I've ever seen! (Subject starts crying)

Dr. ██████: That's… that's terrible…

D-4675: It doesn't stop there! Their lassos… they were made of [DATA EXPUNGED]! Fucking [DATA EXPUNGED] for god's sake! After they did… that… they [DATA EXPUNGED] to the lasso… (Subject begins crying again) It… it was… it was the… it was… it was… it was… it was…

Dr. ██████: This interview is concluded, thank you for your time.

<End Log>

Closing Statement: D-4675 was put into therapy after the interview.

Addendum XXXX.2: Showdown Events

+ SCP-XXXX Showdown Events

Addendum XXXX.3: Exploration and Rescue Logs

Exploration Log XXXX-1

-Close Log

Mission Abstract: To attempt to communicate with the inhabitants of SCP-XXXX

Assigned Task Force: MTF Upsilon-90 "Andalusian Dogs" (Five [5] members)

[BEGIN LOG]

U-90 1: Are mics on?

U-90 2-5 simultaneously: Check.

U-90 1: Command, can you hear us?

Command: Confirmed, are all agents at the insertion site?

U-90 1: Yeah.

Command: Alright, proceed with insertion. Do not fire unless attacked, we were told that the inhabitants were friendly at first.

U-90 1-5: Understood.

MTF U-90 enters the body of water that houses SCP-XXXX, after the portal was entered, they were ejected from the cave, as expected.

U-90 2: Hey, do you guys notice anything… odd?

U-90 5: Yeah… we're dry, not a single drop of water on us. Strange.

U-90 1: Wait, where's U-90 4?

U-90 4: Sorry I'm late, had suit issues in the water.

U-90 3: Understood.

Command: Alright, exit the cave and report what you see.

The five MTF agents take seven minutes to exit the cave and end up at the foot of a desert. The town gate to SCP-XXXX is nearby, around 20 meters away

U-90 2: I see a town gate surrounded by a vast desert, a few cacti, and some cow skulls. Can you confirm the same?

U-90 1, 3, 4, 5 at once: Confirmed.

Command: Confirmed. Head towards the town, attempt to speak to the inhabitants.

U-90 1-5: Okay.

The five members begin walking towards the town

U-90 3: Why do you always see cow skulls in the desert?

U-90 5: I know! It's always the skull! You never see the body, did that just go, like, die somewhere else?

U-90 2: I remember reading something about that. I can't remember the exact wording, but people moved herds of cattle through the desert… umm… and when they were out of food… oh yeah! And when they were out of food, they would chop off a cow's head and feed the body to the rest of the cows.

U-90 4: What? I thought that cows were kinda like chickens. Y'know, like, if you cut off their head, they'd run around for a bit. So I thought that people would kill a cow and the head would be dumped here or something.

U-90 5: (laughing) Wait, you're serious? 1, what's your opinion on this?

U-90 1: Need I remind you that we're here to contain an anomaly, not to wonder why cow skulls are in the desert!?

U-90 2: (Muttering) _buzzkill

U-90 4: Lighten up 1, the D boys said that only the cowboys were dangerous.

[REST OF CONVERSATION EXPUNGED FOR BREVITY]

U-90 1: We have reached the town's gate, can you confirm?

Command: Confirmed, can 2-5 confirm?

U-90 2-5: Confirmed.

U-90 4: Also, we have eyes. You don't have to have us confirm every little thing.

U-90 1: It's a safety precaution.

Command: Now, if we're done bickering, enter the town.

Upon the five members entering the town, they were greeted by the mayor.

SCP-XXXX-1: Well, howdy! Welcome to the town of Bull's Gate, the name don't mean anything now. It's just a name. My name is Mayor, yours?

U-90 1: Howdy, I'm 1, these are my friends 2, 3, 4, and 5.

Command: Ask about the town's history.

U-90 3: So, what is this place?

SCP-XXXX-1: The place you're standing in is the spot of the Devil's jaw, shattered off long ago during a battle with [UNINTELLIGIBLE].

U-90 5: I'm sorry, could you repeat that again?

SCP-XXXX-1: Certainly, the place you're standing in is the spot of the Devil's jaw, shattered off long ago during a battle with [UNINTELLIGIBLE].

U-90 2: We're travellers. We live in a cave and survive off cactus fruit, our hands are calloused enough to withstand the spikes. So we don't really know that much about the local lands.

SCP-XXXX-1: So, an outsider, huh? Well, as long as you ain't one of them Rock Tusk folks. They've been harassing us for years at this point.

U-90 4: Rock Tusk? Is that a neighboring town?

SCP-XXXX-1: Yup, they're about five miles¹ past the town's back entrance. We don't allow anyone to try and join them… our two deputies take care of that. Well, you two have fun now, there's a saloon near the general store, take these.

SCP-XXXX-1 hands the five MTF members a white slip of paper

SCP-XXXX-1: Those are good for three pints² of hard ale.

U-90 4: When we get our three pints, can we keep the paper?

SCP-XXXX-1: Well, I don't see why not, sure.

U-90 1: Thank you sir, I hope the rest of your day is good.

SCP-XXXX-1 nodded and walked away.

Command: Alright, go and meet the rest of the town, they seem friendly.

U-90 1: Understood.

U-90 3: Alright, well… why don't we get that ale?

U-90 4: (Chuckles) That sounds nice right about now. This weather makes me parched.

U-90 1: You understand that we'll have to test the ale to see if it is safe for us to drink first, right?

U-90 2: Yeah yeah, I know… _Buzzkill.

The five start to walk towards the saloon, upon walking in, they're greeted by a man in an apron.

SCP-XXXX-2: Ah, outsiders, what can I git 'cha?

U-90 3: We were each given a slip of paper from Mayor, he said it was good for 3 pints.

SCP-XXXX-2: I see, there's five of ya. I'll be right back, only had enough for one pint, didn't expect any outsiders.

SCP-XXXX-2 leaves the room and enters the back door

U-90 4: It's okay, take as much time as you need.

U-90 1: Command, how's the time out there? We've been in here for around forty five minutes, I think.

Command: It's been forty seven minutes and seventeen seconds since you've left. Time appears to run slightly slower than out here. Every one second in there is around one point seventeen seconds out here.

After five minutes, SCP-XXXX-2 returned, holding five portable canteens.

SCP-XXXX-2: These things can hold up to three gallons.³ We assume they're a blessing of [UNINTELLIGIBLE] as they look so small. You'd assume they hold, like, two pints. It's quite lovely. They each have their three pints.

U-90 2: We thank you for sharing your blessing with us. Do you know where we could find the other townsmen?

SCP-XXXX-2: Well… there's a drunk guy who has a garbage tent behind the saloon. He breaks in and steals some of the ale every few days. I don't even know how he's alive in all honesty. I don't really bother him that much, it's a hell of an earth out there, and if someone's trying to drink himself to death… who am I to stop him?

U-90 3: I guess that's fair, anyway, we gotta get going now. Thanks for the ale.

SCP-XXXX-2 nods and starts to clean a glass. As the MTF leave, they go behind the saloon. True to his word, there was a tent of garbage, or rather, what used to be one. A man under it was curled into the fetal position, crying

U-90 3: (Approaching the man) Hey, what's wrong?

SCP-XXXX-6: Th-th-those dumb kids! They trashed my fucking tent! This is the third time this damn week. I can't go on like this!

SCP-XXXX-6 grabs a bottle and begins to bash it into his head, frustrated that this isn't enough, he grabs a large rock and drops it on his neck, killing him instantly

U-90 4: Jesus Christ!

U-90 5: That's… that's fucked up!

U-90 1: Let's… let's go meet the others…

The members leave from behind the saloon, a bit disturbed. Then meet SCP-XXXX-11M.

SCP-XXXX-11M: Well howdy there partner. How are you fine gentlemen doing on this day?

U-90 1: We're doing quite alright. We're travelers who wander from place to place.

SCP-XXXX-11M shows a face displaying an expression of disbelief for a few seconds, then forces it back to a smile.

SCP-XXXX-11M: Well, you have to come with me, now.

U-90 1: And if we don't?

SCP-XXXX-11M chuckles for a few seconds, then whistles. Once he's done, SCP-XXXX-12M and they creatures they ride are is his side.

SCP-XXXX-11M: You don't have a choice.

The camera feed turned to static, though the audio still remained.

U-90 3: Hey! What're you- (Audio feed cuts out)

[END LOG]

Immediately after this occured, a rescue mission was performed by MTF-Delta-2 "Rescue Rangers" to extract U-90 1-5.

+ Rescue Mission

- Close Log

Mission Abstract: Locate and Rescue U-90 1-5

Assigned Task Force: MTF-Delta-2 "Delta Rangers" (Three [3] members) along with D-4675, due to his prior knowledge of the town.

Note: This an audio/video recording of an extraction and recovery mission performed by MTF-Delta-2 "Rescue Rangers" to extract U-90 1-5

[BEGIN LOG]

Command: Do you read us?

D-2 1: We do, when do we jump in?

Command: 60 seconds.

Command: 30 seconds.

Command: 15 seconds.

Command: Delta-2, you are cleared to enter and extract.

D-2 3: Are we cleared to fire on the cowboys if they try to kill us?

Command: Cleared.

D-2 team enters SCP-XXXX through the portal and end up in the cave as expected. Once they exit the cave, they spot the town, however, the town seems closer than it was when U-90 exited the cave.

D-4675: It's… it's closer than when I came here. It was around… 21 meters if I had to guess. Now it looks to be 15.

Command: That's… concerning…

D-2 2: What's that mean? Why's that so concerning?

D-2 3: Think about it, if D-4675 is correct, it would have moved six meters closer, we've lost six people to the cowboys here. It may just be a coincidence, but it's still strange.

D-4675: Well… let's go then…

[CONVERSATION EXPUNGED FOR BREVITY]

Once they reached the gate, they were greeted by the mayor

SCP-XXXX-1: Well howd-

D-4675: Cut the shit, where is 1-5?

SCP-XXXX-1: Oh! Well, last I saw them, they went to the saloon.

D-2 1: Thanks.

The members and D-Class walk in the saloon.

SCP-XXXX-2: What can I do ya for?

D-2 1: Hello, have you seen people known as 1 through 5?

SCP-XXXX-2: They went behind the saloon, last I saw.

D-2 1: Thank you.

Upon going behind the saloon, they find the dead body of SCP-XXXX-6, D-2475 started to cry and hold his head.

D-4675: Holy shit… that's… that's the guy who I was sent with! But… but I… but they… they [DATA EXPUNGED] lasso! It makes no fucking sense! WHY IS HE STILL HERE?!

A cough was heard behind them, upon turning, SCP-XXXX-11M was there

SCP-XXXX-11M: Well… didn't expect you so soon… I assume you're here for your friends? Well… sorry to say… they're dead. [DATA EXPUNGED] my lasso. But hey… four more meals… just lovely…

D-4675: You're lying you son of a bitch! Tell me, do you remember me?

A look of genuine fear appears on SCP-XXXX-11m's face for a split second.

D-4675: I know one through five are still alive! I saw that guy (points to SCP-XXXX-6's corpse) get [DATA EXPUNGED] your lasso! So why is he still here!?

SCP-XXXX-11M starts to whistle to call for SCP-XXXX-12F and the creatures. But is shot in the throat and lungs before he can finish. SCP-XXXX-11M starts making a sound similar to laughing

SCP-XXXX-11M: [UNINTELLIGIBLE] the… [UNINTELLIGIBLE] done…

D-2 1: He's just trying to scare us, ignore what you heard him say.

In the distance, the voice of SCP-XXXX-1 is heard.

SCP-XXXX-1: Everyone! Get inside the saloon! Someone from Rock Tusk is coming!

D-2 2: A showdown event is occuring! The shithead must have known!

D-2 3: Well, we have to hurry and find one through five quickly!

D-4675: I… I think I might know where they are… I think they might be in the well… when they took the other guy I was with, I heard a sound similar to that of a body hitting water after a long fall.

D-2 1: Then we'll check there.

The MTF and D-Class sneak around the town, then make a break for the well, jumping down it.

D-2 2: I hope you're right about this!

[DATA EXPUNGED, REST OF LOG FOR CERTAIN LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE]

Static as the audio and video log cut out

[END LOG]

MTF-Delta-2 and D-4675 never returned from SCP-XXXX. When D-Class were sent to check on the state of the town, it was 11 meters away. D-4675, U-90 1-5 and D-2 1-3 are considered dead.

All testing on SCP-XXXX to be cancelled until further notice. -O5-█

Addendum XXXX.4: [ONLY FOR CERTAIN LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE, ENTER VALID CREDENTIALS TO CONTINUE]

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+ Access addendum XXXX.4?

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Addendum XXXX.4: Real rescue log and interview

In order to not raise suspicions, a fake rescue log is to be put in addendum 3, it will be cut out halfway through.

Mission Abstract: Locate and Rescue U-90 1-5

Assigned Task Force: MTF-Delta-2 "Delta Rangers" (Three [3] members) along with D-4675, due to his prior knowledge of the town.

Note: This an audio/video recording of an extraction and recovery mission performed by MTF-Delta-2 "Rescue Rangers" to extract U-90 1-5

[BEGIN LOG]

Command: Do you read us?

D-2 1: We do, when do we jump in?

Command: 60 seconds.

Command: 30 seconds.

Command: 15 seconds.

Command: Delta-2, you are cleared to enter and extract.

D-2 3: Are we cleared to fire on the cowboys if they try to kill us?

Command: Cleared.

D-2 team enters SCP-XXXX through the portal and end up in the cave as expected. Once they exit the cave, they spot the town, however, the town seems closer than it was when U-90 exited the cave.

D-4675: It's… it's closer than when I came here. It was around… 21 meters if I had to guess. Now it looks to be 15.

Command: That's… concerning…

D-2 2: What's that mean? Why's that so concerning?

D-2 3: Think about it, if D-4675 is correct, it would have moved six meters closer, we've lost six people to the cowboys here. It may just be a coincidence, but it's still strange.

D-4675: Well… let's go then…

[CONVERSATION EXPUNGED FOR BREVITY]

Once they reached the gate, they were greeted by the mayor

SCP-XXXX-1: Well howd-

D-4675: Cut the shit, where is 1-5?

SCP-XXXX-1: Oh! Well, last I saw them, they went to the saloon.

D-2 1: Thanks.

The members and D-Class walk in the saloon.

SCP-XXXX-2: What can I do ya for?

D-2 1: Hello, have you seen people known as 1 through 5?

SCP-XXXX-2: They went behind the saloon, last I saw.

D-2 1: Thank you.

Upon going behind the saloon, they find the dead body of SCP-XXXX-6, D-2475 starts to hold his head.

D-4675: Holy shit… that's… that's the guy who I was sent with! But… but I… but they… they… THEY SKINNED HIM ALIVE AND PUT HIS FLESH ON THE GODDAMN LASSO! It makes no fucking sense! WHY IS HE STILL HERE?!

A cough was heard behind them, upon turning, SCP-XXXX-11M was there

SCP-XXXX-11M: Well… didn't expect you so soon… I assume you're here for your friends? Well… sorry to say… they're dead, now a part of my lasso. But hey… four more meals… just lovely…

D-4675: You're lying you son of a bitch! Tell me, do you remember me?

A look of genuine fear appears on SCP-XXXX-11m's face for a split second.

D-4675: I know one through five are still alive! I saw that guy (points to SCP-XXXX-6's corpse) get cut up and put into your lasso! So why is he still here!?

SCP-XXXX-11M starts to whistle to call for SCP-XXXX-12F and the creatures. But is shot in the throat and lungs before he can finish. SCP-XXXX-11M starts making a sound similar to laughing

SCP-XXXX-11M: I'll win… before the… day is done…

D-2 1: He's just trying to scare us, ignore what you heard him say.

In the distance, the voice of SCP-XXXX-1 is heard.

SCP-XXXX-1: Everyone! Get inside the saloon! Someone from Rock Tusk is coming!

D-2 2: A showdown event is occuring! The shithead must have known!

D-2 3: Well, we have to hurry and find one through five quickly!

SCP-XXXX-11M is seen exiting the saloon, a smug grin on his face, upon looking back where the body was, it was gone. SCP-XXXX-11M is silent for a bit, then speaks

SCP-XXXX-11M: Three… two… one… Draw!

Gunshots are heard, then the voice of U-90 3 is heard yelling

D-2 3: Was that three? I'm gonna take a look.

D-2 3 peeks from behind the saloon and sees SCP-XXXX-11M cutting off U-90 3's, who was dressed as a cowboy, skin with a knife. After he's done, he wraps the lasso around U-90's body, which absorbs most of the loose skin into the lasso.

D-2 3: That was… that was disturbing…

D-4675: Yo! Look what's doing with the body! He's dumping it in the well!

True to his word, SCP-XXXX-11M was going down the well, with the body of U-90 3 over his shoulder.

D-2 2: Follow him!

The MTF and D-Class barge through the town, following SCP-XXXX-11M down the well.

Static on both ends happens with bits of screaming or flashes of fleshy tendrils every few minutes for 20 minutes. After that passes, the video comes back, but not the audio. SCP-XXXX-11M is pinning D-2 2 and 3 to the walls. After he pins them, tendrils of flesh come from behind him and stick 2 and 3 to the wall. He then walks away, revealing a giant blob of flesh behind him. D-2 2 looks around, revealing U-90 1, 2, 4, and 5 also stuck to the walls. A tendril of flesh wraps around D-2 2 and starts to drag him into the blob. The audio comes back for just a few moments.

D-2 2: I… I understand…

Static as the audio and video log cut out

[END LOG]

Three days after the failed rescue, the researchers stationed at the entrance reported D-4675 coming up from the portal. There was a massive growth of flesh on his head,

~What SCP-XXXX-11M Says	~Showdown Event Outcome
"Another shit stain from Rock Tusk? Well, I got the perfect cure."	Subject is shot and fatally wounded before getting inside the town.
"Three… two… one… draw!"	Subject will make it inside the town, shoot at SCP-XXXX-11M, miss, then get shot.
"Hey! If you value your life, you'd get away from here! I mean it! I'd even shoot the pope, not that he'd come here anyway!"	Subject is shot six time in the chest, twice in the neck, and four time in the head, killing him instantly.

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