Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be observed by around the clock surveillance cameras to ensure that no civilians enter SCP-XXXX. If an individual were to enter SCP-XXXX, an appropriate cover story is to be prepared in advance, to explain the entities said person may find upon entering the dwelling. A sturdy, barbed wire fence is to be situated around SCP-XXXX that is no shorter than 6 feet tall. When manually surveying
SCP-XXXX, staff are to ask the site manager for permission to enter.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a 3 floor wooden house, roughly 30 feet in height and beige in color. Upon entering SCP-XXXX, no anomalous properties are observable. However, a longer stay inside of SCP-XXXX will result in the dwelling’s appliances to begin to “walk.” Objects may include things such as boxes, kitchen appliances including blenders, and cups, and recreational objects such as books or board game pieces. Things attached to SCP-XXXX have not been observed moving, such as doors, and windows. The objects seem to be able to communicate with each other by means of what looks like interpretive dance. These “dances” may include hopping, or spinning. Upon opening the objects inside of SCP-XXXX, for instance a bag of chips, there is no sign of locomotive organs, nor any kind of living tissue inside. The objects themselves seem to be capable of conveying emotion such as joy, and are rather “playful” in nature. Objects removed from SCP-XXXX for more than roughly 5 minutes will instantly lose there anomalous properties.
The following is an excerpt from a D-class personnel assigned to repair a loose floor board
“What is up with these things.” He says while lightly chuckling. He proceeds to work on the floor but finds it difficult to concentrate on his work due to the houses objects surrounding and seemingly observing him. A nearby supervisor advises him not to touch the subjects but he ignores the remark and decides to nudge a nearby plastic cup with his foot, knocking it over. The cup proceeds to recover it’s balance and shuffle to a very small vibrant cardboard container labeled, “Mini Bits,” simultaneously pushing it onto it’s side. This process repeats multiple times until almost every appliance in the house is knocking each other over. The D-class personnel begins to laugh hysterically as he is escorted out if the building.






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