Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Due to its immobile nature, SCP-XXXX cannot be contained traditionally. SCP-XXXX is to be guarded by at least one motorized rifle squad at all times, with another squad protecting the assigned Foundation scientific research team. The control room, irrespective of whether it is in operation or not, is to be guarded by four armed personnel, whether they be volunteers from the Russian Special Operational Forces or official Mobile Taskforce personnel.
There are four internal security cameras located throughout the room that comprises SCP-XXXX, and another two located in the control room. During the six-hour shift, there are to be 2-4 researchers in the room at all times.
Description: SCP-XXXX is an echo chamber located in a room on the fifth floor of an abandoned Soviet military R&D installation in Ussuriysk, Russia that used to be operated by former Foundation group of interest GRU Divison ''P'' prior to its descent into irrelevancy. Despite housing SCP-XXXX, the rest of the building possesses no strange or anomalous properties. Next to the main chamber is a small control room with various control consoles that are irregular for the era in which the room was constructed. Located within the walls of SCP-XXXX are several acoustic devices wirelessly connected to the consoles in the room that have been labeled under the name of SCP-XXXX-1 by the Foundation.
The SCP-XXXX-1 devices are interrogation devices constructed by GRU Division ''P'' through means that have yet to be discovered by the Foundation. The devices work by emitting a beam of sound at an occupant of the room. The frequency at which the devices operate at can be altered, ranging from a low-frequency sound capable of irritating the mind of a subject to sound waves capable of rupturing organs. Targets are chosen by the operator, who is aided by a device capable of detecting the electrochemical signals in the brain. Using the results, the operators decide whether or whether not the subject is lying or not, and are given the option to attack the subject.
After its discovery in █/█/200█, Foundation personnel have attempted to reverse engineer the technology found in SCP-XXX-1 in order to create handheld acoustic weapons to be used by the more elite Mobile Taskforce divisions. Research into finding a way to make the devices portable is ongoing.
Addendum: Retrieval log, █/█/200█:
At approximately 5:35 PM, █/█/200█, local authorities were alerted to a ''torture room'' used by a Neo-Soviet terrorist group, which caught the attention of Foundation agents working within the Russian government. A day later, SCP-XXXX was captured by agents from Mobile Task Force Iota 10, codenamed the ''Damn Feds''. Any witnesses were amnesticized via Class-B amnestics.
Addendum no. 2: After SCP-3183 was discovered, the Foundation began using SCP-3183 as an interrogation device. Throughout its service in the SCP Foundation, it has been used on many subjects, ranging from D-Class to Foundation people of interest. Prior to this, Foundation personnel ran a series of tests to see if the device could operate when being used by someone who didn't subscribe to the Marxist-Leninist ideology that the Soviet Union followed. These test have been stopped, but they were proved to be a success. For a log containing the records of the test, please read the transcript bellow. A clearance of level 3 or higher is required.
Operator: D-XXXX-1
Background: D-class conscript. Formerly a sergeant in the Red Army prior to their discharging.
Crime: Cruel behavior towards prisoners of war.
Test subjects: Ten D-class personnel, five of which were far right extremist arrested for crimes committed for ideological reasons.
Although the Ethics Committee has objected to the continued use of the device, it is likely to remain in use for the foreseeable future.
Blizzards. Most people would rather cower back into their humble abodes, whilst some die as a result of the ferocious winds of the blizzard. Not all people, that is. Some people are brave enough to transcend nature, and one day, some of those people disappeared. Yet, the reason for their unfortunate demise had nothing to do with nature… or did it?
"Damn it, I knew we should've gone to Hawaii!"
"Stop being such a pussy, Brian!"
"Who'ya callin' a pussy? If I wasn't in this suit, I'd kick your ass!"
"Shut up, both of you!"
"What? I couldn't hear you!"
"…Nevermind."
"So, is the radio picking anything up?"
"There's this one signal, but all I hear is what sounds like a beating heart."
"Probably just ice."
"No, it sounds…too human."
"What?!"
"It sounds human!"
"You're talking out of your ass!"
"I didn't say you could hold that-"
"…What the fuck?"
"See, I told you! It's so…human."
"You two are hallucinating, I think we've been out here for too long; we should find a place to rest. Especially you and our baby, Regina."
"Agreed."
"What a beautiful fucking night!"
"Depends on your definition of "beautiful"."
"Hey, do you two see that?"
"See what?"
"That light."
"That what?!"
"That light!"
"Wha-Nevermind, I can see it."
''Greetings.''
''Hey, where's that flashlight coming from?''
"Irrelevant.''
"True enough, do you have anywhere we can rest?"
"Affirmative."
"You like speaking professionally, don't you?"
"Irrelevant; now follow me, I shall lead you to my community."
"Alright, lead the way."
"Very well."
Two hours later, 12:32 A.M.
"Thanks for the help."
"You are all welcomed; would you like some food?''
"No thank you, we already had dinner prior to our hike."
''Very well. Make what you will of your time here.'' The man left and shut the door.
''Hey, this guy's pretty nice, wouldn't you agree?''
''Yeah, Greg. Though he is a tad bit weird, though. Probably just me.''
''No, it's not just you. The guy talks in a pretty monotone voice, and dresses in a weird robe that he carried a goddamn flashlight under it. Say, anyone feeling a bit hot, or is it just the baby?''
''No, it's not just you or the baby. I feel hot, too.''
''Hey, guys, do you smell that? It smells… relaxing.'' Suddenly, he fell down to the floor. Soon after, his friends succumbed to the same fate.
Thirty minutes later, 1:02.
''G-g-guys? Where are you? Why am I restrained?!?!''
All she heard was chanting. She looked around and saw robed men chanting. After a closer look, she saw both Greg and Brian restrained to the wall.
''Guys, are you okay?!''
They didn't speak. The people who did speak were the men in robes. They continued chatting as a person she believed to be their leader read from a book. Suddenly, she started contracting.
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
SCP-XXXX without its clothing.
Special Containment Procedures: Due to the lack of any threat posed by SCP-XXXX, SCP-XXXX's containment procedures are minimal. SCP-XXXX is to be contained in a hamster cage fitted with everything it would need for its survival (Food, water, a hamster wheel for exercise, etc). At all times, at least one security guard trained in animal welfare is to guard the room of Site 45 that the subject is housed in.
Under no circumstances are SCP-XXXX and SCP-2337 to make any form of contact, due to the seeming contempt that the two have for each other. Testing between the two has been permanently suspended. Furthermore, in order to avoid a containment breach, no corncrakes are to be brought to SCP-XXXX's containment room, and no hedgehogs are to be allowed into Site 19.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a male European hedgehog capable of intelligent thought and speech. It is sapient, and is aware of why it fell under Foundation custody. SCP-XXXX refers to itself as ''Lord Samuel James Plectrum'', but also goes by the name ''Lord Plectrum''. The subject possesses a London accent and no apparent speech impediments.
With the exception of its black mustache and seeming longevity, the subject lacks any anomalous exterior physical traits. The mustache, despite its appearance, is a biological extension of the subject's body, and is composed of human hair. Despite this, the rest of the subject's DNA is that of an unanomalous specimen of the European hedgehog species. Throughout its existence, it has been tied to several nefarious, but mostly minor, criminal actions and deeds. When not partaking in said criminal acts, the subject will be plotting them, sometimes out loud.
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