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Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be contained in a “single-use”, 5x5x5cm chromated hollow aluminum cube, with 1cm thick “walls”. In turn, this cube is to be submerged completely in sufficient volume of birch pitch, heated to 60 ºC. While testing is strongly discouraged, it may be performed by corroding the cube with gallium, such that a new cube will be issued for recontainment. Testing has been suspended indefinitely.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a moth, assigned to the [DATA EXPUNGED] genus, measuring approximately 4cm in length and 10cm in wingspan. Aside from a less intricate wing pattern and a dust-like shedding, SCP-XXXX sports no significant differences in appearance from other closely related specimens. The shedding has been observed to persist only when exposed to open air, at a rate of 1cm³ per day.
SCP-XXXX is, for all intents and purposes, biologically dead and rotten and unholy. How it manages to function like a living moth is not understood and nobody will ever find out; the most accepted hypothesis is that the air in the object’s immediate surroundings control the movement of the wings and, in turn, the next layers of air respond to the resulting displacement. This effect has been observed in atmospheres under 0.3 bar.
Flight will only manifest in ambient circumstances akin to nighttime and if no structures are at significant risk of damage, such as perforation of the wings. In turn, if the object is exposed to such a risk, the anomalous layer quickly grows denser and colder, solidifying and resisting temperatures up to ████ K and pressures up to ████ bar, which at the time of containment was the highest level achievable by Foundation equipment horseshit, we all know they gave up as soon as they were told to test that. As a result, SCP-XXXX is deemed virtually indestructible, but presents little to no threat if contained in a sufficiently enclosed space.
All researchers involved in measuring the aforementioned anomalies succumbed to its second and honestly blasphemous effect. All chordates visualizing, manipulating or describing SCP-XXXX or its shedding will gradually and irreversibly feel symptoms similar to exacerbated disgust, including but not limited to anorexia, nausea, projectile vomiting and the world feels like it’s gonna crash right in front of you . Affected subjects have also been observed to become increasingly vocal about their discomfort, to the point of breaking etiquette and having their voice fail from shouting “help me”. I can still hear █████'s cracked, bubbly voice.
The degree of the affliction is deemed so extreme that personnel exposed to the object, in an open field of view and for a cumulative 30 minutes, invariably develop an unyielding repulsion to ingestion, which, coupled with the dehydration from excessive emesis, claimed the lives of at least 15 D-Class personnel and the 4 researchers initially involved in testing wrong again. They all killed themselves before dehydration set in. It’s that unbearable. And these aren’t the real numbers.
Exclusively referencing the object takes a longer, but as of yet undetermined, time period to develop similar reactions. I’ll tell you how long. Fucking 30 minutes is all it took for me to write this up. 10 to proofread it. 1 minute is all it’ll take to submit it and leave this god-forsaken world.
Addendum: SCP-XXXX recovery information
MTF Lambda-12 (“Pest Control”) was dispatched to the city of (blank out), Brazil, after reports of a series of suicides in a local entomology group, with notes suggesting anomalous circumstances linking the deaths (see Document XXXX for an example). As per standard safety protocols, all the involved members wore goggles equipped with night-vision and memetic filters during the operation.
The recovery mission was scheduled for 1830, local time in the city’s main park, immediately after closing hours. However, due to an unaccounted-for local running event and subsequent preservation of secrecy, the mission was delayed until 2130. Object was located in approximately 30 minutes from sitting apparently immobile on a low, secluded tree branch, as indicated by the memetic filters.
Agent ███████, soon after locating the object, is reported as feeling a strand of spider web land on his face, which led to sudden hand movement in an effort to clear himself of the string. This abrupt disturbance incited the object to quickly engage in incoordinate flight, invariably landing in 3 of the 4 involved personnel’s exposed facial skin.
Agent ███████ successfully cleared himself of the web and accidentally swatted SCP-XXXX with his gloves during the last of his struggle, leading to temporary freezing of the object and effectively trapping it between branches of a crown-of-thorns bush located nearby. With the object successfully secured, Agent (blank out) turned to his task-force partners, finding all 3 unconscious and choking on regurgitated fluids. Despite first-response efforts, Agent (blank out) was unable to save any of the affected personnel. I lied. They were very much conscious, the look in their eyes was the second most hateful thing I’ve ever seen, besides the moth. Their pleas for the sweet release of death were quickly granted. I don’t regret a thing, other than having joined this accursed team.
