Doomsday wreckage

Item #: SCP-5901

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: The crash site of SCP-5901 is located in the █████-crater on the surface of Venus. It is to be monitored constantly for anomalous energy signatures by atleast one personnel of level-4 clearance or above. In the event that such an energy signature is detected a member of the O5 council must be alerted immediately before further actions are taken.

Such an event has not been detected since the discovery of SCP-5901. It is not expected to occur for the next ~600 years.

Description: SCP-5901 is a spacetime-altering object. It refers to the wreckage of two different spacecraft found crashed on the surface of Venus on 21/09/2017.

SCP-5901-1 is a futuristic spaceship, significantly larger than modern space shuttles or rockets, the structure of SCP-5901-1 suggest that it was built outside of a planet's gravity well and possessed significant cargo-carrying capabilities. It recieved significant hull damage upon impact with the planet's surface, thorough examination of the materials used to construct SCP-5901-1 revealed the oldest carbon-traces to be several hundred years older than the oldest materials recorded on Earth. Interior exploration¹ shows evidence that the spaceship could be of human desing: several panels and notes containing short messages using the latin alphabet, in a language strongly resembling english; controlls and buttons fitting comfortably into human hands and a small number of human corpses preserved in the vacuum of space.

SCP-5901-2 was found approximately 200 meters away from the wreckage of SCP-5901-1. It is a circular-shaped space station with a size comparable to that of the Pentagon. It's exterior is heavily reinforced, most of it constructed out of an unknown metallic alloy, analysis has been unsuccesfull as the tools used to collect samples from the exterior of the object proved ineffective. Several weapon platforms are mounted on the station which indicates that SCP-5901-2 served a military purpose. The station recieved minimal damage upon impact. It's desing appears even more technologically advanced than SCP-5901-1, suggesting that the station is not of human origin. Interior Exploration yielded no results.

As of 03/04/20██ neither of the spacecraft is present at the crash site

Discovery: On 21/09/2017, about 12 minutes after the crash occured, Foundation satellites picked up a strange energy signature coming from the surface of Venus. After further examination a team of researchers and MTF were assigned to secure and investigate the site. 11 days after the order was issued the team deployed a research station above the research site using anomalous technology and reported the presence of two spacecraft wrecks. A team of MTF is sent down to investigate the insides of the wrecks.

+ Exploration log

15:43
MTF-Lambda 4 ("White Rabbits") are deployed on the surface of Venus to infestigate the interior of SCP-5901-1 and SCP-5901-2. The team splits into two groups of five to enter both wreckages at once. They confirm communications with each other and the research station above them.

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15:49
The first Group arrives at the smaller wreckage while the other is still on their way to the crashed station. They enter the ship after reporting their progress.

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15:57
The first Group is making steady progress inside of the ship, they report finding everyday objects used by humans: coffe mugs, chairs, markers, utensils and others. They find documetns written in an unkown but understandable version of english, these are mostly ship-logistics, to-do lists and personal notes. Group 2 has made their way to the station but are having difficulty making it inside.

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16:03
Group 1 comes across an object resembling a hard drive², in suprisingly good condition, despite the technological difference, they manage to upload parts of it to the research station for analysis. Group 2 finds a damaged airlock on the station and prepare to force their way inside.

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16:14
Group 2 reports entry into SCP-5901-2. The interior has a clean, metallic desing and shows no signs of damage. Luminous lines are seen running in the walls, presumed to be cables of some sort, the inside is otherwise dark.

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16:20
The research station receives a lengthy audio transmission from Group 2, the file is longer than the Group could have been recording for, the research station informs the MTF team but the radio channel is suddenly overflown by Group 1 as they enter the bridge of the ship and report finding five dead human bodies perfectly resembling their own, save for the many holes pierced through them. The research station tries making direct contact with Group 2 but they do not respond.

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16:25
Communications are cleared with Group 1 and they are ordered to return immediately. Group 1 starts evacuating. Contact with Group 2 cannot be re-established.

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16:27
Approximately two minutes later, communications are lost with Group 1. An energy signature coming form the crash site is detected on the research station and both wrecks, along with MTF-L4 disappear in a space distortion event

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16:30
The research team reports to Site-██ and focuses on analysing the recovered data and the audio recording recieved from Group 2.³The exploration is concluded and deemed unsuccesfull.

+ Addendum 01

The data found on the hard-drive consists of several gigabytes of text documents, 13 images and an audio file. About 87% of the data appears to be corrupted, either partailly or completely, including the images which therefore yield no usefull information, save for one of them. The audio file is mostly static or incomprehensible, distorted speech and only a few understandable words. Thorough examination and translation of the texts reveal some details of the ship and about SCP-5901 as a whole.
The readable parts of the documents are the following:

-21/1█/26█1 - found in the first rows of the report, assumed to be the construction date of the ship, whether it is the start or finish of the construction remains unclear.

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-Or█it E█1█36 - assumed to be a designation for the station where the ship was built/assinged/etc.

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-a large collection of numbers and partial words refering to details of the ship such as mass, towing capacity, crew size and others.

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-a file containing personal information about the crew members, including birth dates and locations, names, contact info, etc.

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-a file about ship logistics, assingments and orders.

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-a report about individual performance and complaints.

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-a letter from the owner of the ship's company about the ship being seized by the government for undisclosed purposes. The letter was in suprisingly good condition that allowed for full reconstruction and translation by the research team. It reads the following:
The Osiria⁴ will be seized
Good day ███████. I am writing this message to you as I've been required to do so by the government. Only about 2 hours ago i recieved a message from the ministry of defense, saying that the ship will be overtaken by a team of marines and engineers for a reason I'm not allowed to know. This will happen in a week from when I'm writing this, on 12/03, at 11:30. They told me to get the ship back to Orbiter E11N36 and leave it in dock 03, so that is what you will have to do.
I know what you're thinking, you are probably very confused and filled with questions, and i know the rest of the crew will be too, just as much as I am. What you are reading here is all i know about this whole thing. We are at war and we have to do as they say, I don't want to get into legal matters with the government, so please just get the Osiria back to dock 03 and wave her an appropriate goodbye.
We will discuss everything in person, I'll be waiting for you on the orbiter, tell me when you get there.

████████

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-1 of the 13 images found in the files. It shows an unkown solar system, around the sun of which SCP-5901-2 is seen orbiting. In the background a seemingly inhabited planet is visible, an unusually large spaceship orbits above it, comparable in size to some of the biggest urban agglomerations found on Earth today. It is similiar to the ship described in Addendum 02, altough details are hard to make out due to the size of the image and the distance it was taken from.

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-the audio file contains only a few comprehensible words, these translate to:
…got it…
…we've been seen…
…jumping…
…in range…
…why?…
…three, two…
…You see that?…

+ Addendum 02

The audio file is █ hours long, detailing exploration within SCP-5901-2. It appears to begin immediately after communications with Group 2 were lost. Voices heard in the file are from Agent L5-10: Agent Carter; A. Thomas; A. Presley; A. Ivan and A. Robin. Context suggests that the audio was recorded in the timespan of several days.

A loud slam can be heard as the audio begins, this is after the space-distortion event of which Group 2 is so far unaware.

A. Carter: Station five-nine-o-one, this is L5. The airlock we came through just shut itself, the lights also turned on. This might be a trap of some sort. Do you copy? Over.
A. Carter: Station five-nine-o-one this is L5, do you copy?
A. Presley: It seems we are shadowed, Carter, we should investigate and quickly find a way out of here.
A. Carter: Agreed Presley, but let us stick together for now, god knows what hellish contraption we're in again.
A. Presley: Understood.
A. Carter: Everybody confrim communications please, before we go on.

The Agents confirm comms
4 minutes and 36 seconds pass in radio silence

A. Thomas: We've been walking these empty corridors for five minutes now, what even is the point of them at all?
A. Ivan: To fuck with us, probably. Twenty bucks we're in a reality bender.
A. Carter: Its possible, let's start going back and see if our trails are still there. Should give us an idea about what we're dealing with. Got it?

The Agents confirm comms

A. Robin: Well, it's still here, so is this door thing, we might just be in a maze after all.
A. Thomas: Guess I'll take those twenty bucks.
A. Carter: Don't think so fast just yet. Try to get this airlock open and if that don't work, we'll split into two and explore the rest of this bright-ass labyrinth.

Curses and loud metallic noises are heard for the next ~10 minutes

A. Ivan: This bitch ain't gonna open, you're not getting those twenty bucks, Thomas.
A. Thomas: I'll get it out of you one way or another.
A. Presley: We saw plenty of airlocks on the side while trying to get it, surely we can find and open one of 'em.
A. Carter: You're right, I say we split up and start looking. I'll go with you, Presley. Ivan, Robin and Thomas, you stick together. Confirm comms after we lose sight of each other.

The Agents confirm comms
No significant radio traffic for the next hour:

A. Ivan: Corridor after corridor…this is becoming kind of boring, don't you think?
A. Robin: Well, if it wasn't obvious so far.
A. Ivan: How about a story? I have many stories from back in the day i was a simple russian, I'm sure you would like atleast on of them.
A. Thomas: Oh God.
A. Carter: You guys having fun over there?

A. Ivan tells a story
An increasingly loud, vibrating noise can be heard minutes after communications go silent

A. Carter: Group 2, can any of you hear that?
A. Presley: Certainly can, we should try to find it's source.
A. Ivan: Yes, we're picking it up over here aswell, it's like vibrating
A. Carter: Exactly, can you find where it's coming from?
A. Robin: We can attempt to, see where it takes us.
A. Carter: Good, hopefully we can meet up over there.

10 minutes of radio silence, while the volume of the vibrating noise increases

A. Carter: Ivan? Thomas? We can see you, confirm visuals.
Ivan: You're brighter than these fucking lights, Carter, we see you, and you Presley.
A. Carter: Excellent. Now, where are we, and where is this noise coming from?
A. Robin: This seems like a command bridge, im guessing this is the main room of the entire station. The noise, it…stopped?
A. Presley: Ominous, it seems we didn't get here by chance.
A. Ivan: Talk about those twenty bucks, Thomas.
A. Thomas: Im getting less and less concerned about those twenty bucks, Ivan.
A. Carter: Be ready for anything, let's check those windows.

A. Ivan: Is that the…Earth? Are we in space?
A. Carter: Looks like Asia to me. Yes, I guess we are.
A. Ivan: Or is this just a fake reality?
A Carter: We don't know. Either that or we were teleported here somehow, maybe a space-bender, or a distortion-event.
A. Presley: How far are we?
A. Robin: Guessing from the size of the Earth, I'd say ten-thousand kilometers, maybe twenty.
A. Thomas: We should try some of these panels, they gotta have some sort of communication device.
A. Ivan: Just don't accidentally press the self-destruct button.
A. Carter: Alright less of your jokes now Ivan. Leave them to work out the panels and instead come with me to investigate the rest of this bridge.
A. Ivan: Ofcourse, ofcourse.

The next few minutes consist of chatter about the panels, and footspes of the two agents

A. Carter: Everyone, come here right now, i need you to confirm what I'm seeing.
A. Ivan: Holy fuck is that a ship? You sure this is a window and not a monitor, Carter?

The agents can be heard running over to the position of Carter and Ivan

A. Ivan: How big is that shit, Robin?
A. Robin: It's…big, I, I, I would say it is… about the size of a country, maybe… Korea? Madagascar?
A. Carter: Is there an atmosphere in here? Can we break this to see if it's a window or not?
A. Presley: There shouldn't be a significant one, I would risk it, but brace yourselves just incase.
A. Carter: Okay, do that, im going to try and break it then.

around 30 seconds of loud thuds as A. Carter tries to break open the window

A. Thomas: That window is quite strong it seems.
A. Robin: Rather understandable.
A. Carter: It did crack a bit, doesn't seem like it's a monitor.
A. Ivan: So that ship is real, isn't it?
A. Carter: For now, let's assume it is. But back to our main concern, we've been here for hours, oxygen and supplies only last so long, we need a way out. There are still plent—-
A. Presley: Sorry to interrupt, Carter, but that big ship started moving towards Earth. I think there are plenty of smaller ships around it aswell.
A. Carter: Well there isn't much we can do about it, is there?
A. Presley: Not really, but I want to know what's going on, I'll see if i can't find a way to zoom in on it, if that is okay.
A. Carter: Granted, you may stay and observe. So as i said there are still plenty of unexplored corridors, split into two and explore those, make sure to leave trails and keep contact. Presley, alert us if you have anything.
A. Presley: Understood.

Few minutes pass where only unsignificant communications and footsteps can be heard

A. Presley: Everyone, get back now, we got a space battle coming up.
A. Ivan: The fuck?
A. Presley: You heard it right, run if you don't want to miss it.

The agents can be heard running back to the bridge

A. Carter: So what's the situation?
A. Presley: I found a way to zoom in. There's another smaller fleet approaching the fleet with the big ships. I took a look at their exteriors, the bigger fleet seems very similiar to the station we're in right now, and the smaller fleet matches the other ship that was seen on the crash site. Th—
A. Thomas: So what does that mean?
A. Presley: Well, it can mean a lot of things, but let me finish. The big massive ship doesn't appear to be just any battleship, The large white light we saw in the middle of it isn't artificial. If anything, it is a miniature star, held in place by incredibly strong fields that surround it. These are likely generated by two metallic rigns built around the star. Ahead of the star is a remarkably long structure that resembles a weapon barrel, and behind it is whatever I assume is operating the entire ship.
A: Robin: It is a planet-killer.
A. Presley: A world-ender, a doomsday-machine, a star-cannon, whatever you wish to call it. It is a spacecraft designed to obliterate celestial bodies

Several seconds of silence follows the conversation

A. Presley: Well…I think you understand the situation.
A. Ivan: Nah, I've seen the world end like two times before. This is just another fucking reality bender that we're stuck in, like every fucking time. They'll get us out, just remember the rules.
A. Thomas: Yes, yes, you're right. These get me every fucking time. Follow the rules, this must be the peak of the bender, now we just have to leave.
A. Carter: Fucking hope so, ignore that shit outside and get to looking around.
A. Robin: Wait… watch the fireworks…
A. Ivan: They're blowing up Earth, it's great, fucking love watching it everytime…
A. Robin: It is…Beautifull.
A. Carter: WAIT! ROBIN! NO!

A loud gunshot is heard through every agent's radio, likely discharged from A. Robin's service rifle, a slight thud follows as the agents are heard screaming, then silence a few seconds later.

A. Ivan: FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?
A. Presley: He didn't do that by himself, there's no way. This station is going to kill us all.
A. Thomas: Robin…? He…I…don't…I—
A. Carter: We lost him… I think we lost him…
A. Carter: Put your weapons to a hardly reachable spot… so that if any of you become suicidal… we can stop you. And stay close…
A. Carter: UNDERSTOOD?

The agents confirm understanding, no further communications for ~40 minutes

Footnotes

1. See Exploration log

2. See Addendum 01

3. See Addendum 02

4. The original name of SCP-5901-1