Interviewed: Agent ████ of Putussibau under the Foundation.
Interviewer: An Agent from Mobile Task Force Omega-34 ("Soviet Fucks").
Foreword: This interview takes place shortly after the arrival of Omega-34 to the city of Putussibau in response to a tip-off from Agent ████ who reported several disappearances that had featured similarities to that of SCP-XXXX. In this specific interview, the Agent is being interviewed for more details about the tips he had been giving to the Foundation.
<Begin Log, [12:45:43]>
Inside of a barricaded office building at the Bandar Udara Pangsuma Airport. A table separates the two individuals between each other.
Agent ████: Here to talk about those missing cases, I presume?
Intel Officer knods his head in a confirming motion.
Agent ████: Well then, there's quite a bit to talk about.
Intel Officer: I see. Lets start from the beginning, describe your latest case for me.
There's a short pause as the agent is clearly recollecting his thoughts.
Agent ████: Alright, so it was an Indonesian Farmer named ████████ ████ ████████, married, has █ children, and is ██ years of age. He was seen near the Black Café, exact address being West Kalimantan 78753. He walked out with a middle-aged woman, much younger than him by at least 20 years, back to a hotel called the "Joe Villa" about a 30 minute drive from here. The subject was seen on CCTV entering the hotel, with the woman, and into a room, where he eventually left the room some time in the middle of the night without her. He returned back to his car and back to North Putussibau where he lives. He lied down in bed with his wife, his wife woke up the next morning to a ton of sand all over the room, and to see him gone. His wife, seeing it as some sick prank, didn't think anything of it right up until he didn't show back home for the next week. She filed a missing person's report with us (the Police Department) and we investigated the hotel he stayed at. We found his DNA and an unknown individual's DNA. This case was opened last week and closed just yesterday.
Intel Officer: Did you ever get a description of the mysterious woman?
Agent ████: Well, of course I did. Looked like a middle-aged, Indonesian woman, who had a petite body, long and curly black hair, and was also wearing a black dress, black shoes, a series of gold & diamond necklaces, and a series of gold wristbands. Trust me, me and the police department spent all of last week looking for her and never found anything.
There's another brief pause.
Intel Officer: Alright, we'll move onto the next set of questions. In the tip that you gave the Command Center, you claim to have seen and photographed an instance of a strange humanoid figure that is seemingly related to SCP-XXXX. Do you have that with you?
Agent ████: I do.
Agent ████ reaches down and brings a briefcase into frame, placing it on the table between the two of them. Agent ████ then opens the briefcase and pulls out an image, sliding it to the Intel Officer.
Agent ████: This picture was taken at a place, in the middle of no where, called "Nanga Era." It's about a 45 minute drive from here and there's not much to see according to locals. I thought the same thing until last week when I drove through it to finish up a shooting investigation. I was casually driving when I saw movement in the tree-line and decided to stop to check it out. Once, I got out I noticed that whatever it was had started move fast and back into the woods. I got out my phone and snapped this picture of it moving. points to the picture
The Agent takes a breath in.
Agent ████: But this also isn't the first time I've encountered it either. Furthermore, I have more photographs of it.
Agent ████ proceeds to take out more photographs.
Agent ████: Here's one where's just standing on a river bank, here's one where it's on top of a dwelling, and here's another where it's playing with my camera in my current place of residence.
The Intel Officer looks in disbelief at the last one.
Intel Officer: Why do you say this relates to SCP-XXXX and is, say, not a totally different humanoid anomaly that needs to be taken care of?
Agent ████ almost looks pleased that the Intel Officer asked that question.
Agent ████: I'm glad you asked! Look at the first three images closely, what is the entity wearing?
Intel Officer: Human clothing it seems.
Agent ████: Not just any human clothing, but each shot features the clothes of a missing person who went missing in a similar manner to the SCP-XXXX anomaly. I believe this right here is our anomaly, sir.
Intel Officer: No need to call me sir. So it seems we've got a shape-shifter. Great find Agent.
There's a long pause as the Intel Officer types all the data he just received into a laptop.
Intel Officer: Did you notice any sort of correlation between each case that might beg a reckoning?
Agent ████: Excuse me?
Intel Officer: Sorry, I meant is there a correlation between each of the cases, you've investigated, that may highlight what the effects of this anomaly are?
Agent ████: Well, yes. A few.
Short pause.
Intel Officer: Go on…
Agent ████: So it seems like all of these victims are male, don't get much time to see their significant other if they have one, and happen to find themselves at either bars, clubs, or even cafes where they meet a strongly attractive woman (presumably SCP-XXXX) where they take that woman somewhere to fuck. Usually they immediately leave this woman and go missing within 24 hours. Some of those individuals stay with that woman for a few weeks and cling to that woman very closely up until they get bored and leave, to which they go missing in the same manner. So it's when they leave this woman that they go missing.
Intel Officer: So it's memetic?
Agent ████: Not really. More so manipulative than not. It knows when its victim is thirsty to fuck, and will strike when it has a very good chance. From the last image I showed you, (the agent pulls the image of the entity playing with the camera) it stalks its victims before attempting to sleep with them.
Intel Officer: So then it seems like you're at risk?
**Agent ████:" That would be the case if I hadn't already found a way to contain it and applied it.
Intel Officer: What?
Agent ████: I decided to freelance and test to see if my way of temporary containment could work. That method being to seduce the damn thing, staying with it to please it, and not leaving it like some "dirty whore."
Intel Officer: This is obviously going to compromise your current job, you know that right?
Agent ████: It is for the greater good, I know about all that piss. Since last week, I have lived with that thing and complied with its demands. There hasn't been a case where a person has gone missing in that same manner. It used to be that every day we'd see a case like that.
Intel Officer: I see. Well before I send you on your way to have your life ruined, I am required to ask more questions. As you may already understand, you have determined your fate.
Agent ████: Oh yeah, I don't expect to stay in this same position.
The Intel Officer begins typing into the computer in front of him for roughly 5 minutes
Intel Officer: Alright, tell me about the thing.
Agent ████: Right now, it's taking the appearance of gorgeous Caucasian, blonde, female. She goes by the name of Emma and is roughly in her twenties, not too young and not much of an age difference from me either. She seems to acknowledge my, otherwise fake, employment within this town as a Police Officer and also acknowledges that I have to go to work. I must admit I have had to show emotions-
Abruptly, the Intel Officer stands up and leaves the room, where he proceeds to close and lock the door.
Agent ████: Uh, okay.
After about 30 minutes, the door unlocks and opens again where 3 Agents of the Omega-34 Containment Detachment enter the room. One pulls out a syringe and injects approximately 4-5 mg of ketamine through the Agent's carotid artery, quickly putting the Agent into a relaxed comatose state. The 3 Agents assisted in zip-tying the Agent's hands behind his back and dragging him out of the room by his shoulders.
<End Log [14:10:34]>
Conclusion:
Agent ████ was transported to Armed Research Area-XXXX where he was amnestisized accordingly in order to carry out a more efficient containment. The Agent succumbed to a previously undiagnosed autoimmune disease in early 2007. The Agent's method of Containment has been adopted although in a slightly altered version.
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