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SCP-5092 Complete Documentation
| Item #: SCP-5092 |
Level 5/5092 |
| Object Class: Safe |
Top Secret |
Addendum 5092-2: On 20/02/2020, Roger Gilman returned to Site-15 despite his previous amnesticization. He carried with him a worn notebook written by his grandmother. He claims to have received this package in the mail the previous day with instructions to bring it to Site-15. He was once again given amnestics, and, after their effectiveness was confirmed, he was sent back . The journal's contents are presented below.
Entry 1:
Dear Jessica Santiago,
First of all, great work, you fell onto a strange roof in the middle of the night, and you were still able to keep your cool well enough to reclaim the watch. Even if you were the one that dropped it in the first place… don't beat yourself about it now, you have a whole lifetime for that.
If you're reading this, that means it worked, and you need to calm down, you're having a panic attack. Put this down, remember your exercises, and come back as soon as you're ready.
Done already? See that wasn't so bad, right? Okay it was… I still remember it to this day, but you made it through, and that's what's important, okay? Okay, good. Now listen, I'll have all the answers for you soon, but right now, you have a job to do. When you fell just now, there was a small flash of blue light, right? People are going to investigate that soon enough, and you need to get to the watch before they do. (Believe me it's not worth nabbing the watch later, you should get those weeks of your life back.) Now, put the letter down and GRAB. THAT. WATCH.
Entry 2:
Dear "Jess the Mess",
First of all, great work, you fell onto a strange roof in the middle of the night, and you were still able to keep your cool well enough to reclaim the watch. Even if you were the one that dropped it in the first place… don't beat yourself about it now, you have a whole lifetime for that.
Second of all, you're probably wondering who I am, and you've got a good idea. I'm you. Hi (future?) me .o/ We fucked up, some of us recently, some of us a lifetime ago. Anyways, we wrote this! Well, I wrote this, you'll get there. Confused yet? Good, that's what happens when you fuck with time.
Third of all, time to answer your questions:
Q: Where am I?
A: It's when are you, come on, you're a time traveller now! Also it's we, I feel left out :'( Seriously though, you're in 1954; September 19th to be precise, and, from now on, you're a resident of Boston, Massachusetts.
Q: Can I get back to the present?
A: First, you're technically in the present. Second, no. Look at that watch in your hand, it's fucked. REALLY fucked, and you didn't understand how it worked before you dropped it down five stories. You're stuck here, forever.
Q: I have a million possibilities now that I've gone back in time, what should I do with it?
A: NOTHING!!!! But I could stop diseases! Advance technology! Prevent tragedies! Maybe win the lottery? No, no, no, and your memory isn't good enough. I understand that you're curious (believe me I love that about us), but curiosity has already gotten you into enough trouble for one lifetime. Let the cat take the fall, not you. I get that it's probably difficult to hear that, believe me, I've been there, but I've had a lifetime to think about this. Don't fuck with time anymore, okay me?
Q: blahblahblah I don't care what your next question is; your window is closing. What should you do right now?
A: Go out to the street, turn left, and travel three blocks. You'll come across a house with a bright red mailbox that'll take you in for the night, but you've gotta hurry. They're turning in soon.
Entry 3:
Dear past me,
Make sure to thank the Johnsons, they may or may not be important later (no spoilers!) and Mom raised us better than that. Now, as far as information goes, I don't have too much more for you. Go find a job at the local library, and grab that nice apartment on Pembroke St. The rest will work itself out from there. I really can't tell you much more than that I'm afraid. Otherwise, I could ruin everything I built in this timeline, and I've worked too hard to let you mess it up. No offense, but you did already do it once.
So, just a couple of things you need to know before I let you go. First, get rid of the watch, your smart phone, everything that doesn't belong when you are, everything but this. In fact, don't just get rid of it, destroy it. Actually, keep the watch's leather, it'll make good bootstrap someday when one breaks. Sorry, that's not important, moving on. When you get older, you're going to need to follow these instructions:
On July 3rd, 1985, you're going to get the watch back. Not the one you destroyed, the original one. If my plan works, you shouldn't know where to get it, but that's okay, I do. Go to Boston University, find Professor Hill's office, wait for the blue flash at 9:38am, and go in to grab the watch and the binder next to it. After that, leave it to your second oldest grandchild in your will, and tell him to bring it to Site-15 in the attached letter. If you tell him that it means a lot to you and that you're counting on him, he'll do it, trust me. Then, send him a similar package for him to receive on February 18th, 2020 with a similar letter and a copy of this journal (copy the info exactly into two new ones, we can't have this getting worn out) to get this journal to the site. Finally, use the watch to send this document back; you'll be able to use Professor Hill's notes and your own experiences to figure out how.
Some parting thoughts, I know this is a lot, but I know (for a fact) that you can do it. I love you, and you'll learn to love yourself. You've got this.
With Love,
Yours Truly
P.S. Give everyone a hug for me, and go easy on the chancla :P
Addendum 5092-3: By a vote of 7-5-1, the O5 council has decided not to intervene in this anomaly's timeline at this time. The journey of this SCP appears to be stable and safe at present, and the Foundation has deemed it safe enough to avoid risking a greater change to the timeline. This is subject to change if new evidence arises from the efforts of Webcrawler Ω22 ("Paper Boys").
Per 
