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"the broken safety blanket"

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be contained in a standard containment room no smaller than 2 m x 2 m at all times, in its current dormant state. All personnel entering the room must be psychologically cleared for entry and are not permitted to enter more than once a week, and entry is limited to five (5) minutes or less. It is also prohibited to make any kind of physical contact with SCP-XXXX without a physical medium.

Any personnel to make physical contact with the object are to be relocated to another project after a day-long suspension period and barred from entering the confinement of SCP-XXXX.

Description: SCP-XXXX is an antique Alec Bradley cigar box that has been configured into a makeshift kalimba1 with only six metal tines. It has a hole carved into the corner of the box for acoustic purposes, also allowing for access to the inside of the box, which is empty.

The box has been shown to alter the mental state of the person in possession (the victim) in order to protect its "owner" (the subject), the severity of which depending on the susceptibility of the victim and time spent possessing the object. The "owner" of the object is always a vulnerable subject who has a mental illness of which depression is a symptom. To acquire an owner, the object, once exposed to a vulnerable human after repeated visits or extended periods of time, will force the subject to feel adoration for it and a need to protect oneself with it. This effect only occurs if the exposed subject has experienced or is currently experiencing depression. The effect does not seem to improve the subject's symptoms, and instead acts as a protector for the owner, and a barrier for outsiders. This effect includes limiting any damage the owner may wish to inflict on oneself. When the object has no owner, it is classified as "dormant" and there are no effects present until it is touched.

[ Any personnel who have been psychologically cleared of depression who make physical contact with the entity will experience a strong desire to play its music upon possessing the object, a sign that the "possession effects" have begun. The object will cause feelings of grief if it is in the victim's continuous possession and the victim will likely form an attachment to the object. It has been made clear that the definition of "possession" has been arbitrarily decided by the object, as this includes being in the victim's backpack, in the victim's room, or anywhere on their property.

The victim of the object will fall into a deep depression after one full day (24 hours) of possession, after which they will most likely desire to commit suicide. Once the victim is dead,

  • Too insensitive, lazy.

Instead:

  1. Object forces possessor to go through a trauma. The trauma occurs at a random time in the future, but within a month of possession. After the trauma, object disappears from the subject's possession and reappears back in the surroundings of the owner. The trauma (though all are subjective) can be severe or more on the minor side. The trauma will usually cause a form of anxiety disorder afterwards (PTSD, generalized anxiety) and often suicidal thoughts. These effects will last permanently. Subject has an increased chance of suicide.

Write it more like.. sadness seems to follow the object. it is a security blanket (gives off protecting vibes) for people who have traumatic pasts, but when it's exposed to someone who hasn't, it forces them to relive the other person's.

Technically this means that the object could cause a containment breach if a D-class is given the object for studying; the trauma could involve a containment breach and the D-class sees horrors involved with that.

the object will eventually reappear back in the possession of the "owner." In a dormant state, the object will simply stay where it was last placed by a possessor. ]

The object was discovered in █████, Canada, on ██/█/2016 in the possession of a family of three. One 16-year-old was found dead in an upper floor bathroom tub by means of [REDACTED]. A note was found in the child's room indicating that his parents' seizure of the object was the reasoning for his suicide. Two adults (both in their early forties) were found dead inside of a vehicle in the garage, inside of which both adults had inhaled deadly amounts of hydrogen sulfide2. All deaths were ruled suicides. It is hypothesized that the object's last "owner" was the 16 year old, as it is now dormant.

Interviewed: Shiloh ██████

Interviewer: Dr. Aiden Linnig

Foreword: Interview commences three (3) weeks after the discovery of SCP-XXXX in the ownership of ██████ ███████ in █████████, Canada, and after testing for anomalous abilities. Interviewee is the younger brother (aged 13) of the deceased owner.

<Begin Log, ██/█/2016 3:17 PM>

Dr. Linnig: Hello. My name is Doctor Linnig. You can call me Aiden, if you'd like. I’m glad that you're willing to talk to me today, Shiloh. You're a very strong kid.

Shiloh: You're a doctor? I don't think I need a shrink or anything. What are we gonna talk about?

Dr. Linnig: Well, I'm a special kind of doctor. I just want to get to know you, okay? Can you talk to me about your family?

Shiloh: [visibly upset] … Do we have to?

Dr. Linnig: Well … we don't have to talk about what happened specifically. But it's important I understand your relationship with your family. And more specifically, your brother.

Shiloh: … Okay. Well, Sam was my best friend for a long time. More than just my brother, you know. But I guess he changed at some point.

Dr. Linnig: When was that?

Shiloh: When he started high school … so I guess 2014. Mom and Dad told me he had depression, but he wouldn't really talk about it. We still hung out a lot but he seemed more … I don't know. Uh, private … shut away from everyone.

Dr. Linnig: Did he seem depressed to you?

Shiloh: Yeah, I guess so. He was in his room most of the time just listening to music and stuff. He didn't have many friends. There was another big change in him though; where his whole presence felt so … dark, or scared. I remember a few times he came home with black eyes or bloody noses … he never admitted it, but when I started talking to some of the high school kids, they told me he got bullied a bit.

Dr. Linnig: Do you know why he was bullied?

Shiloh: Someone said something about that stupid little thing he always carried around … the little box instrument. Some kids said he freaked out if anyone saw it or tried to touch it and everyone thought he was weird for it.

Dr. Linnig: How did you feel about the object?

Shiloh: I mean … I don't get it. He was really, really obsessed with it. I remember seeing it in his room a few times or him holding it around me, and I would get this really weird inclination to avoid it. Mom and Dad used to tell him to put it away around them. Maybe it was his … what do they call it? Security blanket? Or whatever. Anyway, it was sad. He was spiralling downwards so badly and all he cared about was this stupid cigar box.

Dr. Linnig: What about when he played music on the box? How did it sound?

Shiloh: Well … [pauses] It almost felt like it was drawing you in … but it was spooky. To me, at least. It felt off, like it was giving me tunnel vision except for sound, like it wanted you to reach in and hold it yourself. I tried to let him play it around me but I just couldn't help it; something in my mind always told me 'get the hell away from that sound.'

Dr. Linnig: [pauses] Okay. And you have no history of depression yourself, correct?

Shiloh: No, Sam was the only one.

Dr. Linnig: Alright. Do you know where he got the object?

Shiloh: No idea. I know he didn't have it before last year, and he would always change the subject when I asked him where he got it. I'm assuming he found it somewhere.

Dr. Linnig: Okay. He seemed protective of it, even around you guys at home?

Shiloh: Yes. He didn't mind us seeing it, but if anyone touched it he freaked. If we told him to put it away he got mad, because he felt like we were disrespecting it … he only said that once. I really feel like he was just projecting his own feelings onto it. I think he felt, like, unprotected.

Dr. Linnig: [silence]

Shiloh: Is it more than that?

Dr. Linnig: I'm not really at liberty to say. I'm sorry. But I can tell you that what this object did to your brother … it wasn't his fault.

Shiloh: [pauses] … He wasn't really crazy, was he?

Dr. Linnig: Can you tell me why your parents took the object away from your brother? The night before it all happened?

Shiloh: You didn't answer.

Dr. Linnig: How about this. If you can answer me that question, I'll answer yours. Sound like a deal?

Shiloh: I guess so.

Dr. Linnig: Okay. Do you know why your parents took it that night?

Shiloh: There was a lot of build-up to it, but in general: they were snooping around his room looking for the thing, and they found … [pauses] … they found drugs. Like, hard drugs, and some alcohol too. And my family isn't about drugs, I mean, we don't even have drug problems on the street where we live. Anyway, they freaked out, took the stuff and when he got home they blamed it all on the stupid cigar box and they took it right out of his hands. They told him that he wasn't allowed to have it back, ever. He was crying and screaming and threatened to hurt himself, right there, if they didn't give it back. It sounds ridiculous, but he … I guess he cared. A lot. About that thing. And then … I woke up the next day and … I guess you know.

Dr. Linnig: I don't think it's ridiculous. And I'm sorry that happened.

Shiloh: Yeah. [pauses] … Anyway. My turn now. You said my brother isn't crazy. It's not his fault. Right? You said the object … did something to him. To my parents.

Dr. Linnig: Yes. We, um … well, I told you I'm a scientist. But I'm a little bit more than that. Well … maybe I'll tell you about it when I walk you out to the exit. Sound okay?

Shiloh: … I guess so.

<End Log, 4:08 PM >

Closing Statement: Subject was administered Class-X amnestics immediately after the interview's closing.

Addendum, ██/█/2017: Dr. Linnig is no longer allowed to enter the containment of SCP-XXXX nor access its files due to his recently disclosed close friendship with one of the previous possessors of SCP-XXXX.