SCP-XXXX

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-XXXX is to be kept under constant surveillance by agents of the Foundation situated in a provisional facility. However, it is crucial that SCP-XXXX is only viewed through cameras, binoculars, or anything to prevent the creature from being seen by the naked eye.

Description:
SCP-XXXX appears to be a lonely, decrepit shack covered in red graffiti. Anyone who sees SCP-XXXX will be drawn to explore it. If the victim is not strong-willed enough, said victim will succumb to the influence and enter the cabin.

Once the subject is inside, the shack’s doors and windows will close, and the victim will start having strange visual misconceptions, such as multiple of any SCPs that the subject had already seen, or the cabin growing, shrinking, and/or warping. During this, the cabin will start slowly killing the victim as the subject is scared and/or confused of the misconceptions via draining the victim of all of its blood.

After the victim has died, the shack disappears, reappearing somewhere else and gaining another piece of red graffiti. Upon inspection, it has been noted that the ‘paint’ used in the graffiti is 38% blood and 62% actual red paint. If the victim manages to get out of the cabin before losing all their blood, they become immune to the cabins effects, but any creature that they see appears to be the SCP that looks most like said creature covered in red graffiti. Survivors are kept in Site 11 for rehabilitation.

We have included an interview with a survivor of this creature, Benjamin Smith.

<Begin log, 11:39>

B. Smith: Y-you aren’t g-going to hurt me, a-are you?

Agent: No. We are not. As we previously stated, we are here to protect.

B. Smith: G-good. F-for you that is, b-because I know K-kung Fu!

Agent: Sure you do. Now, what did you see whilst inside the cabin?

B. Smith: W-well, you s-see… I saw stuff l-like s-some sorts of plague d-doctors, m-messes of h-human b-b-bones, and d-deformed I-IKEA employees, some w-with giant arms, some with u-u-unnaturally bulky limbs, bu-but all of th-them didn’t have f-faces…

Agent: I see. Anything else?

B. Smith: W-well, yes. The cabin was ch- changing, growing and shrinking and s-spinning. Then I h-hurt. All o-of me hurt. Then I-I ran out. O-of the c-cabin. And the c-cabin…i-it…

Agent: Yes?

B. Smith: It [DATA EXPUNGED]

Agent: I see. Now be on your way.

B. Smith: O-okay.

<End log, 11:51>