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Back In My Days…
Item #: SCP-4XXX
Object Class: Eulicid
Special Containment Procedures: Occupies spacious jail cell decorated to look like a standard family living room from the 1950s era. Indoor Rocking chair stationed in the middle of the cell with daily newspaper placed on a coffee table within arms reach. No one under the age of 30 allowed access to its room. Appropriately aged Class C/D agents give the subject their daily cup of black coffee.
Occasionally the agent may need to listen to the subject complain about "These gosh darn lazy kids not working worth a dime these days" or "Music ain't being made how it used to be". If these situations arise, nod in approval and leave when the subject is done talking.
Description: Regular looking old man with brown eyes, roughly 175 cm in height. Claims the name of "Arthur ██████". When questioned on age, the subject repeatedly responds with "Would ya speak up? I'm havin' trouble hearing ya!". No records found of any kind (birth, marriage, drivers license, etc). In good health. Sometimes mentions "dear old Martha", a presumed wife, although no information on them can be found.
When someone under the age of 30 interacts with the subject, the subject delivers the following lines to the victim: "Ey there, sonny/sweetheart. How ya doin'? Ya know, back in my days…" and complains about something they had to do or didn't have "back then". In many reported incidents, the subject talks about "not having these magic technology gadgets" in his days. The victim then ages 10x faster, or in rare cases, dies prematurely.
The exact time period the subject calls "back then" is unknown, as researchers are uncertain if the subject has ever aged.
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