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Photographers picture of SCP-XXXX

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be contained in a 15ft x 15ft solid concrete cell lined with silver alloy. The walls will be covered in Nepali-Hindi religious texts containing entire short stories, proverbs and mantras from the Vedas. One Golden Nepali Karma Wheel will remain placed in the center of the cell. The Karma Wheel will be spun seven times at the first sunrise of every month to begin a new cycle. If said Karma Wheel is not spun during the end of the current cycle then the cell of SCP-XXXX will remain sealed for seven days until the end of the “Indignant Cycle”.

See incident report-SCP-XXXX-644-B

If the Indignant Cycle is activated, the mantra "Om mani padme hum" will be played on an endless loop for seven days. Operatives are to immediately begin spinning the wheel again at the end of the Indignant Cycle. Should Indignant cycles trigger within the middle of the month, the seven day seal period will be
reduced to five seconds. Calm cycles will return to their normal schedule after this event.
Under no circumstances are any operatives to enter the cell of SCP-XXXX when the Indignant Cycle begins.

SCP-XXXX will not be removed from containment without approval of 05-council.

See incident report-SCP-XXXX-644-C

SCP-XXXX-01 is to be guarded on a permanent basis from any travelers or curious locals. If any traveler is to find SCP-XXXX-01 and manages to contain one instance of SCP-XXXX, they are to be warned three times. If the warnings of agents are ignored, then the traveler is to be immediately terminated on site. If a local from the village of Kalo-seto attempts to take an SCP-XXXX from SCP-XXXX-01 then they are to be immediately taken into custody and given class-E Amnestics before being returned to their village. Agents guarding SCP-XXXX-01 are to blend in with the populous of the nearby village of Kalo-seto and live there on a permanent basis. Agents blending into the village are required to be of at least 50% Nepali descent.

Description: : : SCP-XXXX is a species of butterfly (Papilio Krishna) of the Swallowtail variety that transforms prey within 5 feet of its location. The butterfly (SCP-XXXX) is identical to a normal Papilio Krishna in shape but different in color. SCP-XXXX exhibits very saturated colors of black and white with the religious symbol of the Karma Wheel on its back. When not disturbed, the butterfly in question acts normal, exhibiting no signs of anomalous activity. When its territory is invaded, SCP-XXXX will flutter up to the face of its victim to enact its “Chrysalis Refinement”.

The Chrysalis refinement proceeds through four phases before its victim changes.

<Phase One> “The lure phase”: SCP-XXXX produces a strong psychokinetic aura that places their victim in a trance rendering them immobile.

<Phase Two> “The Judgment phase”: SCP-XXXX hovers in front of the victims face examining their soul.

<Phase Three> “The Transform phase”: A psychedelic array of black & white emerges from the wings of SCP-XXXX until a paper thin wall of zebra like patterns slowly wraps around the victim forming a cocoon like shape.

<Phase Four> “The Rebirth phase”: The zebra patterned cocoon then slowly dissolves revealing what the victim transformed into.

The entirety of the Chrysalis refinement takes approximately 30-minutes to perform after which SCP-XXXX returns to a docile state. At no point can the process of the refinement be stopped once the lure phase has begun. Any person attempting to end the process will be immediately thrown back by an invisible barrier. No attempt to play the mantra [REDACTED] or [REDACTED] should be made during the Chrysalis refinement under any circumstances.

See incident report-SCP-XXXX-644-A.

SCP-XXXX-01 is a meadow approximately 110 sq. acres in size lying on top of Mt. [REDACTED] at the foot of Mt. Everest. The field is shaped in an unnatural perfect circle forming a plateau on top of the mountain. The weather within the confines of the field always remains at 80 degrees Farenheit with a moderate humidity, all clouds and snow melt upon contact with SCP-XXXX-01’s parameter. At noon during the most severe weather conditions, the barrier around the meadow becomes a cylindrical beam of light.

No tests as of yet confirm if the light is a psychokinetic beacon.

The only fauna that grow within the confines of SCP-XXXX-01 are; grass, lotus flowers, moss and Rhododendron flowers that only bloom in black and white. At the center of the field is a circular pond with a small island in the middle. A statue of unknown origin lies in the center of the island with an archway underneath containing a golden Karma Wheel.

A Hindu Temple lies halfway up the path leading to SCP-XXXX-01 from the village of [REDACTED]. Despite its size, only one guru and his protégé practice worship within. No known deities are worshiped within the temple. The only known purpose of the temple is to serve as place of cleansing for any who would travel from there to SCP-XXXX-01. When someone passes through the front door of the entrance hall the protégé of the guru will always ask them to leave any clothing above the waist. The guru claims he requires the removal of clothing in order to see the Chakras of any given participant clearly. Once someone has removed their clothing they are taken to the inner chamber for Pre-Analysis. People (that usually felt dissatisfied with their lives) would be given cryptic information on the transformation they were about to receive. Once the guru has finished his chants and readings he will relay the message with an unknown voice from an unknown source. All messages come in the form of warnings. Once a person leaves the temple they normally return to their homes, but some will disregard the warnings and continue to SCP-XXXX-01. Once SCP-XXXX-01 is reached, the traveler will make an offering to the stone at the center of the island. The offering is usually something of personal importance to the traveler. When the offering is given, the traveler then walks to the nearest SCP-XXXX in order to change.

[Addendum XXXX.0.1]

SCP-XXXX was first discovered by a traveling photographer (in the company of two others) who accidentally happened upon SCP-XXXX-01 on a hike to Mt. Everest. The group took many photographs of the location, including those of the incident. After the photographer returned to his home by himself, he attempted to give the photos to the media company of [REDACTED] who refused him. [REDACTED] days after, he was indicted for murder by the families of his deceased companions. He was intercepted by the Foundation before being arrested. He was brought in for questioning after being detained.

~[BEGIN AUDIO LOG]~

Mr. Oakes: What is this about? I know people?!

Dr. Brasive: I’m sure; now please tell me all about this photograph.

Mr. Oakes: It wasn’t something I thought would get me into trouble.

Dr. Brasive: You’re not in any trouble, we just have questions.

Mr. Oakes: You guys always say that before the torture! I’ve been to dictatorships you know! They’re always kind at first, then the guns… and the whips…

[Detainee pauses for a moment, his head held in his hand]

Dr. Brasive: You need anything, some water perhaps?

Mr. Oakes: Only a guarantee that I’m safe! I’ve had enough [REDACTED] this week!

Dr. Brasive: You seem like a nice guy, so I’ll be straight with you, we only want a detailed report of the incident. After that you’re free to go.

Mr. Oakes: That’s all?

Dr. Brasive: We will have to wipe your memory of it.

Mr. Oakes: Then, can you change my memory of their deaths to an avalanche? I can’t deal with the nightmares anymore! If you promise to do that for me, then I’ll tell you everything.

Dr. Brasive: Deal.

Mr. Oakes: Ok then, I guess I’ll start at the moment I first noticed the dense storm. We were going to climb up to the peak of Mt. Everest when I spotted some clouds in the distance, they seemed unnatural. They told me to ignore it, said “we won’t find anything down there; the best shots are at the top”. I should have listened.

Dr. Brasive: Then what happened?

Mr. Oakes: I convinced my buds that something must be down that way; I was sure something really rare and hidden was down there. We agreed that if we found nothing within two hours that we would head back, but it only took one hour to reach the storm. It came so quickly, we were confused, but I had a theory about it, so I told my buds to stay put for a minute before I took off my gear and ran back the way we came. I couldn’t believe it! No snowfall at all! And when I returned to them, I was in the thick of it. That’s when I knew this storm was concealing something!

Dr. Brasive: How did you know?

Mr. Oakes: I didn’t, I just felt it; anyway, we moved further in, we were all excited as we discussed what could be hidden in the eye of that storm. I thought it was some evil lab, my buds were hoping for some treasure, what goofs! Heh…

[Detainee pauses for thirty seconds]

Dr. Brasive: Take your time, if you need any rest then-

Mr. Oakes: No! No, I’d rather say it all now.

Dr. Brasive: Then please continue at your leisure.

Mr. Oakes: It was about twenty minutes of walking in that dense thickness before the blizzard faded away. It didn’t take another minute for us to find the field. I swear! I thought I was in Shangri-La! But there were no buildings or gods, just…

Dr. Brasive: Just what?

Mr. Oakes: Butterflies; hundreds of them, looked like a sanctuary of some kind. We took a few photos before heading to this weird statue in the center.

Dr. Brasive: Please describe the statue.

Mr. Oakes: I dunno, it seemed like it came from some mold, it was absolutely pristine! No moss or cracks, just an archway at the bottom with a karma wheel inside. My friends were really excited about it.

Dr. Brasive: Why?

Mr. Oakes: It was made of solid gold! My buddy who studied mineralogy could tell it was one hundred percent pure. I admit that I was a little excited about it myself, but I watched a lot of adventure serials when I was a kid, so the idea of taking it didn’t sit well with me.

Dr. Brasive: You feared that a giant boulder would appear out of nowhere and crush you if you touched it.

[Detainee and Doctor laugh for a moment]

Mr. Oakes: Yeah! I told them it was a bad idea to even go near it, but I started to feel like the Gas Station attendant in horror movies. They just ignored me as they made plans to remove it, didn’t even consider the weight of gold at that size, I shouted “How can we even carry it out of here!” Then one of them tells me how he’s going to bribe the rescue team, how we’re going to fake an injury, and the like. I knew it wouldn’t work, in [REDACTED] maybe, but not out here. The only thing I could think of doing was distracting them for a while so I could have time to think of a plan. Then my studies in botany came back to me when I saw the flowers nearby.

Dr. Brasive: What was wrong with them?

Mr. Oakes: They were only black and white, even at the stem. This could have been an undiscovered species, so I convinced them to take some pictures with me… we were getting some nice shots when he decided to get a close-up of a butterfly on a flower…

Dr. Brasive: That’s when it happened?

Mr. Oakes: The position of the shot was so perfect he couldn’t decide on an angle. So he chose to take a ton and decide on the best one later, but then the clicks suddenly stopped.

Dr. Brasive: Go on.

Mr. Oakes: He just knelt there holding up his camera up, I told him to stop kidding around. I got a bit flustered and walked up to him only to see…

Dr. Brasive: Yes?

Mr. Oakes: Agony and fear! I couldn’t tell what was wrong other than that damn butterfly hovering inches in front of his face, butterflies can’t hover! It doesn’t make any sense, maybe my mind is going, I don’t-
[Detainee mutters incoherent words to himself]

Dr. Brasive: Here, have some Tea.

[Dr. brasive hands a paper cup full of hot liquid to Mr. Oakes who proceeds to drink all of it]

Mr. Oakes: Thank you, this is pretty good. What’s in it?

Dr. Brasive: A family secret I’m afraid, now, please continue.

Mr. Oakes: This next part is a bit difficult, I tried to reach out to his shoulder but something invisible was pushing me back. After a while I started to get pissed off so I tried to punch my way through but the second my fist connected with that barrier it flew back knocking me on my [REDACTED]. It was like punching a Trampoline! Every time I tried to stop it I was thrown back, I began to panic. Then some patterns emerged like I was on LSD or something.

Dr. Brasive: Patterns? Where from?

Mr. Oakes: The butterfly! Like the flowers it was only black and white, thin as sheet metal. We could only stand there and watch as my friend was engulfed by it!

Dr. Brasive: What happened next? Did it eat him?

Mr. Oakes: No, it was something different, after an eternity of panic and yelling the patterns dissolved like they were made of sand. That [REDACTED] butterfly then flew off and a blue crystal lied on the ground where my bud was.

Dr. Brasive: Crystal? You don’t think-

Mr. Oakes: Yes I do, and I took it with me, wasn’t heavy.

Dr. Brasive: What did you do after the fact?

Mr. Oakes: The same thing happened to my other bud, same panic, same screaming. I tried so hard to stop it, but nothing I did made any difference.

Dr. Brasive: What was left after it engulfed him?

Mr. Oakes: Only a cloud; blew away very fast, I tried to reach out and grab it but I only ended up getting surrounded by them, they started to chase after me. I panicked and ran for my life but couldn’t find a clear way of exiting the field. I eventually found myself cornered at the statue; they were swarming after me, all intent on changing me! I backed up into the statues archway and tripped back onto the Karma Wheel and got knocked out. When I came to, the swarm went away; I check my entire body and found nothing different. I realized what saved me was the wheel, I figured out that spinning it calmed them down. After that, I spun it once more, grabbed my things and ran down the mountain. I ended up in a Temple halfway down, where a Guru gave me food room and board for the night. He told me how lucky I was to return as I am, but only requested the crystal in lieu of payment, I agreed.

Dr. Brasive: This Guru, what is his connection to the butterflies?

Mr. Oakes: All I can say is that he seems to worship them, Ha! By that logic I may have found Shangri-La after all.

Dr. Brasive: He didn’t say anything of interest.

Mr. Oakes: Now that you mention it, he did say something about a foundation and that if they find me to tell them that he is willing to work with them.

Dr. Brasive: Good, I suppose that will be all then Mr. Oakes. Guards please escort him out and prep him for amnestics.

Mr. Oakes: Just one last thing, if I may ask?

Dr. Brasive: Yes?

Mr. Oakes: Will I blame myself in the new memory?

Dr. Brasive: Your friend was irresponsible and nearly got you killed in an avalanche. Sufficient?

Mr. Oakes: Good enough, and thank you again.

~[END AUDIO LOG]~

[Addendum ####.0.2]

Shortly after Mr. Oakes was given amnestics and returned his home, a team was sent out to retrieve the Guru Dwivarna. Upon arrival the guru was standing outside at the stoop of his temple awaiting the foundations arrival as he claimed he would. Welcoming the team inside they explained to him over tea what they needed him for and he complied without issue. The guru was then transported to site [REDACTED] for questioning.

~[BEGIN AUDIO LOG]~

Dr [REDACTED]: Hello Guru Dwivarna, if you will sit more normally please.

Guru Dwivarna: I am very comfortable like this thank you.

Dr [REDACTED]: As you wish, now, do you know the origin of the butterflies?

Guru Dwivarna: They have always been.

Dr [REDACTED]: That is what copies you sent us say, but doesn’t eternity have a place to start.

Guru Dwivarna: Eternity has no beginning or end, that’s what makes it eternity. And from what I’ve studied, most modern religions have the same prospect of their gods.

Dr [REDACTED]: You don’t think the same of ancient religion?

Guru Dwivarna: In those days people tended to be more gullible, which is why the Greeks worshiped very human and very terrible deities.

Dr [REDACTED]: Some would say Zeus was a great leader of the Gods.

Guru Dwivarna: Complete westernized nonsense I assure you, the man was adulterous and childish in his actions.

Dr [REDACTED]: And the butterflies cannot commit such sins, which is why you worship them?

Guru Dwivarna: They cannot transgress because they don’t know what transgressing is.

Dr [REDACTED]: If you don’t worship them then perhaps something above them?

Guru Dwivarna: Ah! You mean the divine of the Rhododendron.

Dr [REDACTED]: Tell me more about them.

Guru Dwivarna: They are the many petals with many names.

Dr [REDACTED]: Are they the ones who speak through you during divination's?

Guru Dwivarna: Yes, I become a conduit for their words.

Dr [REDACTED]: What are their names?

Guru Dwivarna: Their many names are known well today.

Dr [REDACTED]: I see… tell me, what kind of religion worshipped them?

Guru Dwivarna: There were once many in my order. Unfortunately, over time, corruptions within made us dwindle down to one.

Dr [REDACTED]: What kinds?

Guru Dwivarna: Some started using the divination's to find people that would change into things solely beneficial for them. Over time, it became normal for gurus to commit sin.

Dr [REDACTED]: A bad idea that grew to consume the whole, did this cause the collapse of your order?

Guru Dwivarna: Yes, it lead to a great earthquake that turned all of the temples into rubble, killing all of the Gurus save the only one who held on to the teachings.

Dr [REDACTED]: Was he the reason your temple still exists?

Guru Dwivarna: Indeed, he kept only one student and instructed him to do the same when he passed on.

Dr [REDACTED]: Indeed, now, please tell me what you think would happen if they came in
contact with other anomalies.

Guru Dwivarna: Nothing.

Dr [REDACTED]: Nothing? Explain.

Guru Dwivarna: Beings who live beyond the worlds molding can’t sin nor be good.

Dr [REDACTED]: How so?

Guru Dwivarna: Your S.C.P’s (as you call them) are more or less living solely as their form dictates. No one can judge them any more than they can judge a hungry hawk for hunting a mouse. More than that only the divine know.

Dr [REDACTED]: I find that difficult to believe.

Guru Dwivarna: Because your morality says otherwise. We humans so often develop a morality that contradicts with nature.

Dr [REDACTED]: You would also tell people to ignore medical advancement because it’s not natural?

Guru Dwivarna: Not at all, nature is unfair, but people should be willing to call something what it is instead of pretending what it isn’t because of some story they heard as a child.

Dr [REDACTED]: Do you think the judged deserved what happened to them?

Guru Dwivarna: Do human judges care for a fair sentencing?

Dr [REDACTED]: It depends on the judge.

Guru Dwivarna: Never on the butterflies.

Dr [REDACTED]: I suppose… very well then, that will be all for now Guru Dwivarna. Guards, please escort him out to helipad 09███

Guru Dwivarna: Are you interested in what you might become?

Dr [REDACTED]: I rather not get an answer to that question.

Guru Dwivarna: A word of advice then, if your people fail to contain them even for a moment, you might get one.

~[END AUDIO LOG]~

[Addendum ####.0.3 Experiment files]

Based off the testimonies of Mr. Oakes and Guru Dwivarna, several instances of SCP-XXXX were contained and transported to multiple sites and areas for testing.

Experiment XXXX-01

Date ██ - ██ - ████

Procedure: Testing on the effects of the transformation on a human who most human societies would consider to be morally incorrect.

Subject: D-6422, a 45-year old Caucasian male with an athletic build and a short-temper formed from an abusive childhood. D-6422 was detained by the foundation after a string of murders involving (REDACTED) 14 years in age throughout the (REDACTED) area.

Details: Subject is to be placed into the containment of SCP-#### pending transformation. Dr. █████████ observing from a one-way viewing window.
One-way viewing windows required, see Incident Report-####-06

~[BEGIN VIDEO LOG]~

D-6422 is placed into the cell of SCP-####. D-6422 begins to sweat profusely as he begins to panic.

D-6422: Uh, Doc? I’ve heard of these invisible monsters, can you just tell me-

Dr. █████████: It’s not invisible, if you’ll please turn the wheel.

D-6422: Doc, that thing is making me shake like a rattler!

Dr. █████████: Just turn it if you please.

D-6422 reluctantly walks to the wheel and tries to turn it.

D-6422: Doc! It wont budge!

Dr. █████████: The other way please.

D-6422: Oh… Right! Son of a- (indiscernible mumbling)

D-6422 turns the wheel the right way and SCP-#### begins to fly out of its holding cell. D-6422 begins to look around the containment in a puzzled manner.

D-6422:** So?! Where is it?!

Dr.** █████████: That is it.

D-6422: What?! Are you kidding me?! That little thing?! What are you going to do, huh?! Tickle my nose?

D-6422 begins to laugh loudly

SCP-XXXX-01 notices D-6422 then proceeds to flutter up to his face enacting its Lure Phase.
D-6422 loses his composure again as he sweats and mumbles to himself.

D-6422: Doc… I can’t move… I… what are you? Why am I? What am I? No… Don’t.

Dr.** █████████: Please describe what you are feeling.

D-6422:** I can’t… feel… waist down, I… it’s lookin’ at me funny… reminds me of Mrs. Hatcher.

Dr. █████████: Who?

D-6422: My teacher… from the [redacted] Grade, she always thought I was a failure that [REDACTED]. Always judging me! Calling me worthless! That petty [REDACTED]!

SCP-XXXX studies D-6422 before proceeding to the Transform Phase.
As Expected, the patterns emerge from the wings and slowly engulf D-6422. Garbled Screams can be heard from inside the cocoon.

D-6422: No! (indiscernible yelling) I deserve better! You made me… what I am!

No further sounds can be heard from D-6422 before the rebirth phase. The cocoon slowly dissolves to reveal a red vicious slime similar to SCP-999. The slime begins to move in a curious manner, as what appears to be its head surveys the containment. Upon finding SCP-#### the red slime attempts to attack it by shooting out an acid-like substance from one of its holes. The acid has no effect against SCP-XXXX.

D-6422 is contained for further study.

[END VIDEO LOG]

Side note

Experiment XXXX-02

Procedure: Testing on the effects of the transformation on a human all known cultures would find morally reprehensible in some manner.

Subject: D-8611, a 28 year old Indian male with a moderate build and no mental abnormalities. After a string of crimes involving extortion and assault, D-8611 was brought into the [REDACTED] police department. Under interrogation he admitted to his other crimes of [REDACTED] over a dozen families and [REDACTED] their remains, burning down an historical temple and abusing children. Shortly after his interrogation he was apprehended by the foundation.

Details: Subject placed into containment pending transformation. Dr. █████████ observing.

Audio is translated from Hindi to English.

~[BEGIN VIDEO LOG]~

D-8611: Remind me again why I’m in this Sacred box?

Dr. █████████: Please spin the Wheel.

D-8611: That thing lies! I promise you, there is nothing you will get from it!

Dr. █████████: You faith is unimportant, please spin the wheel.

D-8611: Never! I have no faith in their lies! Have you seen the sad state of [REDACTED]

Dr. █████████: I don’t need to remind you of the consequences of uncooperation.

D-8611: I remember the last time!

Dr. █████████: There won’t be a next after this.

D-8611: Damn you!

D-8611 broods quietly for a few minutes.

D-8611: Very well!

Dr. █████████: Excellent. Please proceed.

D-8611 hesitates for another minute before spinning the wheel. After spinning the wheel SCP-#### emerges from its secondary containment. D-8611 appears intimidated.

D-8611: No! (D-8611 slowly backs away from SCP-####) It can’t… I, deny you!

Dr. █████████: Please walk towards SCP-####.

D-8611: No! No! No! They deserve what they got! It’s in my nature to-

D-8611 begins to mumble incoherent words to himself as SCP-#### flutters up to his face. No sound could be heard from the inside of the cocoon during the Transform Phase. At the end of the rebirth phase, D-8611 seemingly remains the same. After ten minutes pass D-8611’s hair begins to turn gray.

Dr. █████████: D-8611, please describe what you are feeling at the moment.

D-8611: Weak… I feel so… help, me. I-I can’t think well… I-I’m cursed!

After another Ten minutes the only thing left of the subject was a pile of ash. Ten minutes pass and a human embryo is growing from the remains wrapped in a transparent egg-shaped bubble that closely resembles a human-females womb. Within the span of twenty minutes D-8611 returns to his normal age.

D-8611: Stop it! Stop it! Please end it! Kill me!

Dr. █████████: I’m not sure if we can. Now pleas-

D-8611: No! No more pleasing, You will end it… Now!

Dr. █████████: Please remain calm and we will find you a more accommodating containment.

D-8611: I’m to suffer like a guinea pig?! That’s not happening! I can feel myself rotting away… again!

D-8611 proceeds to pound at the door to the containment cell. After a minute of beating the entryway, the door begins to dissolve from an unknown corrosive substance.

Dr. █████████: Security to SCP-XXXX’s containment cell! A new SCP is trying to corrode the door! Proceed with caution!

Agents from Team Gamma rush to the scene only to find a pile of ash. D-8611 is removed and transported to an unused containment designed for SCP’s with corrosive abilities.

~[END VIDEO LOG]~

Side Note

Experiment XXXX-03

Procedure: Testing the effects of the transformation on an average human being.

Subject: D-60445, a 24 year [REDACTED] female of athletic build and no mental abnormalities. She was a soldier for the [REDACTED] government during the revolution of [REDACTED]. 3 years into the revolution she defected to the side of the revolutionaries. After her capture and subsequent torture by her government she was taken into foundation custody.

Details: Subject to be placed into holding cell of SCP-XXXX pending transformation.
Dr. Brasive observing.

Audio translated from [REDACTED] to English.

~[BEGIN VIDEIO LOG]~

D-60445 is twisting her thumbs while looking around the room in fear.

D-60445: What is this? When will I will I be changing?

Dr. Brasive: Soon enough, now please turn the wheel.

D-60445: I don’t see the point of it.

Dr. Brasive: Please turn the wheel.

D-60445: I’ve done nothing wrong! They were suffering! The young… and the old were begging me for help!

Dr. Brasive: Irrelevant, please turn the wheel.

D-60445: I… don’t-I can’t, it’s not right!

D-60445 begins to weep aloud.

Dr. Brasive: We’ve already had an understanding, now! If you please.

D-60445 contemplates in silence for ten minutes.

D-60445: Okay.

D-60445 turns the wheel and SCP-XXXX flutters out of its holding cell. D-60445 looks down and sighs before walking to SCP-XXXX for the transformation. The Chrysalis Refinement happens without incident before revealing a (Canis lupus familiaris) German Shepherd. Unlike normal dogs of the species the colors are Crimson red were it should have been black and Pink were it should have been brown. D-60445 appears to possess no other anomalies.

~[END VIDEO LOG]~

[Addendum XXXX.0.4]

Being the first non-aggressive subject, further tests were run on the canine D-60445. First testing was responses to words spoken in different tones, “I love you” was spoken in a positive and an aggressive manner, the subject responded positively to both. “I hate you” is spoken in positive and negative tones, the subject responded negatively to both.
Second testing was on the memory of her human life. A trinket was found in [REDACTED] that belonged to her. The Trinket was placed in the containment of D-60445. The canine proceeded to walk up to the object with curious composure. Subject then tilted head side to side in a confused manner as she sat in front of the trinket. After an hour passed subject began to lie on her belly staring obsessively at the object. A day passed and the subject wouldn’t eat any food given to her. After three days D-60445 expired from starvation.

Side Note

[Addendum ####.0.5 Incident Reports]

Incident Report-SCP-XXXX-644-A

In December 28, 19██ Experiment XXXX-23 was conducted with normal procedures. During testing SCP-XXXX began to exhibit unusual behavior when released from its smaller containment. SCP-XXXX ignored D-class test subject then proceeded to pursue the doctors behind the one-way looking glass. Upon contact with the glass SCP-XXXX fazed through it to the nearest Doctor within reach. During its Chrysalis Refinement one of the idle doctors played the audio recording of Guru Dwivarnas' mantra. SCP-XXXX started to shake rapidly then proceeded to shift into different positions quick enough to leave an afterimage. After stalling the Judgment Phase past its normal time limit, SCP-XXXX becomes semi-transluscent. A black and white trail of light can be seen fading out behind SCP-XXXX as it flutters from
one Doctor to another. Judgement is given at faster rate than normal. Video begins to break down as the Doctors begin changing. Records between the event that followed and the arrival of MTF Alpha-108 (Petals of Shiva) are lost. The task force arrive to Area- 84 amidst a lockdown then proceeded with normal lockdown protocol. The team wore helmets equipped with cameras. Due to unknown interference the audio was corrupted leaving only video playback.

~[PLAYING VIDEO LOG]~

MTF A-108 unlocks the pressure sealed entrance then proceeds to move in rows of two down the main hallway of Area-84. Warning lights flashing above illuminate an orange colored mold that is growing on the walls throughout the hallway. MTF A-108 stops to investigate the substance. A green appendage emerges from a sudden opening in the mold sticking to one of the agents. A flamethrower is used immediately to neutralize the mold. The leader appears to yell at his men before ordering them to move further in to the facility. The team passes by many inert anomalies before reaching the containment cell area. The team stops in front of the opened containment of SCP-██████. One of them puts his backpack on the ground to retrieve a small sonar radar attracted to a microphone. Agents circle around him raising their guns as he proceeds to speak into it. Movement can be seen down both ends of the containment cell area. Agents begin to open fire as one speaks in a rhythmic fashion implying song. SCP’s of many forms charge after the team as they are gunned down leaving piles of corpses draining multiple colors of blood. After waves of aggressive anomalies are killed, one more slowly emerges from the shadows. It is floating and Quasi-viscous, close in shape to a human kidney. Audio returns a few times once the team gets a clear view of the anomaly. “That’s SCP-██████?!” *static* “I thought SCP’s can’t cha-“*static* “Well this one didn’t get the memo!” *audio cuts off* The team back away from the agent with the microphone who is pacifying the anomaly. The SCP floats down slowly to the ground inches from the singing agent. The agent then puts his hand onto the SCP while looking into his radar. The SCP stops moving. After checking his radar a few more times the agent gets up then proceeds further into the containment area with his team. After passing halfway through the inner offices the men begin to cover their ears in pain. One of them removes a device from his side pouch then pushes the button illuminating the room with a green glow. The light in the room starts focusing into collected areas creating balls of light that move in an orbital fashion. The spheres then seek out the nearby anomalies fading out as they contact ones that are passive. After many are phased out one hits a target that gets consumed by the glow. The anomaly realizes it's being singled out then lunges out toward the team who proceed to open fire. After killing the anomaly the team rush further through the inner offices running past a few aggressive anomalies who are gunned down as they appear. Once the team reaches the inner containment areas one of them points to a cloudy haze. *Audio cuts in once more* “What the hell happen to it?!” *static* one of the members points to SCP-XXXX’s containment “Run! Get to that wheel at all costs!” *audio cuts off* The team run to the containment containing the karma wheel before SCP-XXXX can reach them. They spin the wheel then the haze of SCP-XXXX begins to jitter before merging back into a single passive anomaly.

~[END VIDEO LOG]~

Side note: After containing the remaining anomalies, MTF A-108 remained stationed in Area-81 for [DATA EXPUNGED] years before returning to their normal posts. Containment procedures will be updated.

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