INTERROGATION LOGS XXXX-3
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L. K. Y.: Testing, one two one two. Alright, all clear. So, then…Obscurite. How are you feeling?
[ SCP-XXXX shifts in its chair ]
SCP-XXXX: Sore.
L. K. Y.: We administered anesthesia to you but unfortunately, your system began to filter and decompose it. We’re sorry if it caused unnecessary harm.
SCP-XXXX: Was it, though?
L. K. Y.: Pardon?
SCP-XXX: Was all that testing necessary?
L. K. Y.: [clears throat] You waltz in here on the ██st of █████, 20██and were caught by the perimeter guards. You were shot with a recoilless rifle, and you were splattered across the place before you reformed. I’d say that you’re…quite hard to hurt, Obsc-
SCP-XXXX: Kill.
[ Silence ]
SCP-XXXX: I’m hard to kill. It still hurts. So much. Please don’t do this. I’m normal.
L.K.Y.: Normal people do not have unlimited cellular regeneration. They don’t have a solid helmet for a head. And most of them also don’t stumble into a hidden facility. Do you understand? You are an SCP. An anomaly. You have no human rights, and you are being watched. You must know what we do, yes?
SCP-XXXX: You are the Foundation.
[ Silence, L.K.Y. gestures for SCP-XXXX to continue ]
SCP-XXXX: You secure, contain, and protect.
L.K.Y.: Yes. And to study you in order to make containment, vivisection was necessary. No harm, no foul.
[ Long silence ]
[ L.K.Y. takes out a lab report from her folder ]
L.K.Y.: So. Cellular regeneration, starting from the helmet. Unidentified material of construction, design, internal mechanisms. Partial anomalous properties surrounding pictures taken of you-
SCP-XXXX: Excuse me?
L.K.Y.: Hmm?
SCP-XXXX: Anomalous pictures?
[ Polygraph tests show positive; not lying ]
L.K.Y.: Oh, you weren’t aware? Well, it seems that your images are a cognitohazard. That means-
SCP-XXXX: That viewing them is harmful to the subject.
LKY: Yes. Now please do not interrupt me. Images and video gathered of you seem to be displaced in memory. Drives with visual recordings of you become imperceptible. Photos taken of you memetically hide from the sight of viewers. We did not realize we were dealing with an anomaly until the janitor, unaware of what’s in the drives and folders, asked about the clutter.
SCP-XXXX: I did not know about that.
L.K.Y.: Moving on. Let us review again, why y-
[ SCP-XXXX stands up; facility guard stationed in the room draws his sidearm ]
SCP-XXXX: Please, I told you everything I-
L.K.Y.: -ou are here. Lucas?
[ two gunshots are heard ]
L.K.Y.: Stay in your seat. We will not hesitate to use force if you try to struggle.
[ whimpering from SCP-XXXX]
L.K.Y.: …moving on. Let’s go through the questions again. What is your name?
SCP-XXXX: O…Obscurite.
L.K.Y.: Why are you here?
SCP-XXXX: I don’t know…please…
L.K.Y.: Do you have a family? A creator?
SCP-XXXX: I don’t know, I can’t remember-
L.K.Y.: What is your purpose?
SCP-XXXX: Stop…don’t do this…I don’t know anything! I just woke up in that field and-
[Polygraph reads negative.]
L.K.Y.: You’re lying.
[ SCP-XXXX tries to move, but is restrained by a facility guard. After five seconds of struggling, she goes limp, and a low-pitched hum from the helmet emits. Incident is similar to previously noted cases where the subject ‘shuts down’ ]
L.K.Y.: …jen-jang, this is going nowhere. Take her back to her containment. End log.
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