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Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX-1 is currently contained on site-6 in a standard containment locker since the anomalous propierties of the object dont affect the enviroment by itself. Clearence level 2 or higher is needed to perform tests on the object and should a containment breach occurs while experimenting with SCP-XXXX-1, the subject must be terminated and the object retrived for a re-location. Additionally, should location of SCP-XXXX-3 be discovered, it is mandatory to send an extraction team to search for possible anomalous objects.

Description: SCP-XXXX is composed of 3 different objects, each refered to as SCP-XXXX-1, 2 and 3 respectively: a golden tablet made of a material resembling clay in composition, a lost city belived to be located underwater somewere in the Mediterranean sea and a series of men and women with caucasian features, all belived to be deseased.

The tablet features exactly 30 cm in lentgh, 10 cm in width and 1 cm in depth. Engraved in the tablet, one can find a series of 12 symbols, each representing a zodiac sign, and the words “ΤΡΑΓΕΔΥ ΟΦ ΑΤΛΑΝΤΙΣ” (wich roughly translates to “Tragedy of Atlantis” in Ancient Greek) written at the top of one of it’s faces.

When someone touches one of the symbols corresponding to the person’s own zodiac sign, the subject will enter a state of stillnes and loss of consciousness that will last anywhere from 5 minutes to 24 hours, depending on it’s zodiac sign. During this time, the subject is completley inert and the only known method to remove the tablet is via termination of the current holder. While in this state, the subject’s mind will travel to an instance of SCP-XXXX-3 and it will be able to “see” through the eyes of it. However, the person affected cannot control it’s body, meaning that they are relegated to be a spectator while the events unfold. For more information about the visions, see Experimentation Logs below in this report.

Note: The vision itself appears to be different depending on the symbol touched, however it is the same one each time for one sign individually. Because of this and information garnered with SCP-XXXX-1 concordating with registered historical events, it is currently believed that what this SCP does is not show us visions of the present, but from the past instead as some sort of diary. Please keep this in mind while researching more information about the object.

-Dr. V██

All visions seem to take place in some sort of heavily populated metropolis (denominated SCP-XXXX-2). The current location of the city is unknown, but it is believed that is in an underwater cave somewhere in the Mediterranean sea, and it should be considered a priority to found it.

EXPERIMENT LOGS

The following is a recompilation of all visions regarding each symbol, the order of which has been determined by the signs in the tablet.

Test α:
Sign: Taurus

It was a typical day. Nothing was out of the ordinary. He awoke when the first sun ray appeared in the horizon, like every other morning since he had memory. Still somewhat sleepy, he slipped off of his bed sheets, went to his bathroom and washed his face. Afterwards he dressed himself and went downstairs to prepare his breakfast. After this, he will have had to go to supervise other workers in the fields to gain his little lot of Drachm, return home late in the night, eat a small dinner and go to sleep early to preserve the more energy possible. Then rise and repeat. Day after day.

Such was the monotonous life of Adrian. He inwardly chuckled at the irony of his name; it meant 'rich' and 'wealthy', yet here he was, as poor as a farmer could be. Although he couldn't really complain, as a lot of his fellow didn't had the luxury of a bathroom, much less a second floor. Adrian absently looked to the landscape through his window where one could see an endless sea of grey and brown, where the other workers lived. Not so long ago, he had been also living in one of those little rooms shamelessly called houses. Fortunately, his previous boss had been gracious enough to nominate him the next supervisor when he got his promotion.

He looked at the timeteller in the street, one of the various 'gifts' the nobles made to them, the 'misfortuned' plebeians. He should get going in order to maintain appearances by getting there a little earlier. Appearances were everything after all.

By the time Adrian arrived to his local field the guards were changing turns. Without giving them too much importance, he walked past them entering the building that served as an entrance. He had been working there for a long time already, so neither did the guards nor him felt the need of showing his Metállio. So imagine his surprise when someone grabbed his arm, impeding him of continuing forward.

Turning his head, he saw the face of a guard. He appeared to be in his early 20's, a remarkable young age to be named a guard. Besides the standard guard armor, he had brown hair and a tanned skin, probably the result of exhaustive training under the sun in other to be in the best condition possible. The fact that Adrian have never seen him before indicated that this must be the guard's first official job. He could already feel where this was going.

"It is mandatory for all citizens of Atlantis to show their Metállio before entering a government-approved working facility! Please show it, otherwise I will be forced to bring you to a no-"

"Come on Damen, let the poor guy alone!" said one of the older guards.