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The Evergreens

The History of the Evergreens

{*** Evergreen Found in the Fields of Norther Dakota}

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Item #: 4,256

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Object Class: Euclid

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Special Containment Procedures: Surviving instances of 4,256 are to be secured in a communal sauna encased in non-flammable material. Steam MUST be maintained in the room in order to ensure the nutrition of the Evergreens, as well as to act as a median for Operation-Terraform¹ . To ensure a thoroughly steamed environment, water is to be replaced every 12 hours by D-class personnel.

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Description: SCP-4,256 display humanoid characteristics, with modern Evergreens being nearly indistinguishable from the average civilian. Original instances of SCP-4,256 boasted a deep green hue in their faces, while their skin was predominately white speckled with brown spots similar to that of a birch tree. SCP-4,256 were notably naive, welcoming, and primal. They expressed highly social behaviors, often forming sizable communities in forest for no other purpose than togetherness. Today, their lack of contact with nature has bleached their green hue; leaving only noticeably large spots across the anomalies bodies. They now shun nearly all contact with humans and have seemingly developed "Lone Wolf" tendencies. They have seemingly developed a higher intelligence level, on par with humans, at the cost of their ancestors abilities. Addendum: The following is the alleged history of the Evergreens, ascertained through discuss with 4,256-24, as well as compilation of Foundation records.

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Addendum: The following is the alleged history of the Evergreens, ascertained through discuss with 4,256-24, as well as compilation of Foundation records.

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Origin

Native to Northern America, the extremely amicable Evergreens were originally praised by the indigenous tribes they found themselves in company with. Through a series of questionable accidents, it was discovered that the Evergreens held a set of abilities: deep connection to flora and fauna, mild manipulation of plant matter, and massive growth under a certain ritualistic practice². The Evergreens viewed the ritual as a perversion of nature and held ample reserve against practicing it. The natives were too blinded by the remarkable harvest the ritual brought about to see the horrors of the ritual. Being naive, the Evergreens aided the natives through this. The natives enjoyed the bountiful, even non-native, produce the ritual grew and the Evergreens enjoyed the extra nutritional sustenance the ritual provided. This relationship built a prosperous community, until the arrival of the Europeans in the 1400's. Once discovering the source of the Natives ecological prosperity, they deemed the practice, the Evergreens, and even the Natives savages. Subsequently, a mass genocide ensued.

Culling

The ritual in question was viewed as so horrifically atrocious that they attempted to wipe every trace of the Evergreens from the continent, with Natives often also being caught in the crossfire. "Evergreen Hunts" became a common pass-time, with specialty axes being sold and entire festivals centered around who could find and "fell" the most. By 18██, a large amount of their population had been chopped down. The remaining Evergreens either hid or aided the Europeans in hunting down the hiders, given their link through nature. Those particular poor unfortunate souls that lived through Death's first pass were betrayed by their own kind and used as fuel in a reverse ritual that slowly contorted their body into the trees that are now so prevalent across continents. Once the last of the sheltering Evergreens were located, the Europeans gave them the luxury of living, but forced to be isolated in distant locations. They were shipped to modern-day Madagascar. Those aboard the ship were treated especially cruel; often being abused and ridiculed.

Securing

With all SCP-4,256 gathered, the Foundation began to concern themselves with the Evergreens, which now viewed humans with contempt and wryness. The Evergreens hid incredibly well in the forest, to the point where they were nearly undetectable. Dr. McClellan decided the best means to secure SCP-4,256 was to "smoke them out". A barrage of napalms were dropped on the island. The speed of the fire's spread was as expected, however the fire's affects on the Evergreens were shocking. Though they seemed to hold an amazing tolerance to heat mere amber coming into contact with an Evergreen resulted in its immediate combustion. An estimated 97% of their population was burned due to this unforeseen consequence. The surviving population were solely those which sought refuge in the waters early on in the bombing. Remaining Evergreens were then taken to Site 411 for further observation.

Define

1. In the case of an emergency, An electrical current is to be sent into the sauna in a matter that allows for the spark to flow throughout all the room, consequently causing all remaining instances of SCP-4,256 to nigh immediately combust. The subsequent vegetation is to be burned through conventional means and all records of SCP-4256 are to be expunged.

2. On the third blue moon of each year, five Natives and three Evergreens would gather nude deep within the forest. Three out of the five Natives present would present a child, believed to be chosen through some form of ritual varying from tribe to tribe, between the ages of three and five. Out of the three, the Evergreens would pick one child, supposedly due to their ███. The two Natives would then constrain the chosen child while the other three natives dug a whole half the height of the child…

3. Whatever SCP that got addicted to amnestitcs

4. SCP-5056 describes SCP-5056-A's bones being broken with a sledge hammer before being dismembered and thrown in a nearby pit

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The Silent Sermon

The Silent Sermon

Item: # 4,7621

Object Class:
Safe
Neutralized

Special Containment Procedures: SCP- requires no major containment actions due to its anomalous effects seemingly being already confined within the walls of the church. Entry however is to be avoided by any Foundation personnel without proper com systems. Sudden sounds seem to nullify SCP-`S anomalous effects activate, therefore creating a mild hazard for those that enter. Four D-Class personnel are to take up permanent residence within Pawhuska to associate with the townspeople to ascertain the veracity of reports of anomalous behavior, and any other information Pertaining to SCP-.
[ ██/██/████ Revision]
Given the collapse of SCP- due to the removal of SCP- 1, Dr. Vurrin sees no further reason to create any new containment procedures. Still, 4 personell are to keep up their persona for routine checkups on the citizens as well as the site where SCP- used to be. SCP-█ however is to remain in the most secure room located in Site 13 and UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES to be interfered with in any way. Failure to ward such precautions will be horrific.

Description: Located in the rural Oklahoman town of Powshuka, SCP-, colloquially known as Divine Beginnings Sanctuary, is a moderately sized wooden structure crowned with a stone tower that holds a rustic bell inside its columns. The beige structure host six windows surrounding the building along with a stone step leading to the singular wooden door. Its roof is slanted, covered with black tiles, some obviously worn. The structure as a whole is remarkably worn, seemingly held together only by the faith of those that attend the church. The inside of the dilapidated structure is in fact incredibly pristine. Its 8 rows of wooden pews appear to have a new shimmer ,and the altar and the steps leading to it look as if it was installed mere days ago.

Addendum: 001-Daily log from on-site Class D personnel #84924 -Richard Kingsley.

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Friday

Just my luck I get stuck in old ass Yeehaw Land. I mean sure, I could be stuck trying to feed sheep to some weird ass SCP that eats humans or something but still. We flew in to Dallas and had to drive all the way here. When we pulled up I told Mike there's no way we aren't in some Children of the Corn bullshit. We asked around about SCP-. The locals call it "Divine Beginnings" or its creepier nickname "The Sanctuary". We ran into the preacher; a "Pastor Timill". He was about as run-of-the-mill Jesus nut as they come. Recited his entire last sermon on the spot, but at least he didn't start condemning us for our sins when we finally told him we had to bounce. We also bumped into Sheirff Byers. He's a country bumpkin through and through, but was pretty cool. He was probably the only person in the town that wasn't knee deep in holy water. He said something about "not liking the hypocrisy on account of my Pa beating the devil out of me." He was an open man. He was pretty simple too. He went on and on about how, "Sweet as a peach" he was when he was elected official Bell Ringer for the town. Apparently, he drops everything to be sure every hour before noon he was on top of that church tower Hunchback of Notre Daming it up. Even with this he was definitely the most tolerable person in town. John, and Mike were plotting to sneak out and have a couple drinks with him at "Yee Old Tavern". Better make sure Mills doesn't find out, his boner for The Foundation could cut stone, he'd definetly tell the Dr.

Saturday

Today, Mills woke us up at 7 in the fucking morning to split us up to talk to people. He said something about, "If the people are awake, we're awake." Bullshit if you ask me. I walked all around this damn town four times looking for any information on "The Sanctuary". I small talked with at least twenty cow boys before I finally ran into a member of the church around 1. Her name was Marmalade Fellows. She told her no doubt go to story about her mom looking into her newborn eyes and just knowing she'd be the sweetest thing since her namesake. I laughed, partially because I thought I was supposed to and partially because it was too country not to. I played coy. I asked Marmalade if Divine Beginnings would be a good fit for me. She went on about how wonderful of a place it was, the absolute best match for her. She said every sermon is like God talking directly to her and she'd most people feel the same. About that time her kids Jeb,about 10, and Faith, -ironic- about 9, ran up and shyly hid behind her dress. She introduced me and explained to them I was thinking about joining the church. They started yapping all at once about how great it was. Jeb started talking about what they learned last Sunday. I prepped my, "Oh please go on face". The face drooped into one of genuine curiosity as he began to recite the sermon remarkable precision. About 30 seconds in his sister joined. Without missing a beat, Marmalade also began. This place came up on The Foundation's radar because newspaper headlines kept speaking of, "The Miracle of Memory". Supposedly, those attending Divine Beginnings had all been blessed with photographic memory. I thought this was the normal religious mambo jumbo like bleeding statues or healing prayer, but seeming this family all in unison recount by the word an event that happened nearly a week ago…it was strange. I abruptly broke off the conversation and went to tell the group about what had happened…as soon as I figure out what the hell happened.

Sunday

DAMNIT, DAMNIT, DAMNIT, DAMNIT! How the hell do I oversleep on the operation that I fucking set up?! Guess I might've went a little crazy with the celebrating at the tavern. That damn sheriff can sure knock some drinks down for an old man. Even worse than missing the operation, the weird shit I caught going on in the church. I didn't want to just barge in, that's like bad manners or some shit, I checked the window to see when it was clear to go in and they were all just starring. Not like at Timill, just ahead. Even Timill was just standing there, overlooking his congregation. They were all smiling ear to ear without anyone saying a single word. I found in the back, probably last to show up knowing him, cheesing big time; John to the middle left looking snazzy , smile and stare; and Mills, well Mills had a sort of crooked smile, probably the best one that he could eek out, but still starring creepy as ever. I was trying to snap a picture when the damn sheriff snuck up on me, nearly shit my good Sunday pants. Apparently it was time for him to Hunchback his bell. I tried to show him what the hell weirdness was going on and all he said was, "Yep, I reckon they're prayin' real hard or summtin", then started climbing. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE! I'm no monk but I know that weird shit is not prayer. I was still trying to piece together my thoughts when Byers started ringing the bell. I guess the loud whore woke up the commune kids because everybody seemed to wake up and hug they're way out of the church. I tried to ask the boys what the hell happened in there and they were just saying how I missed out on a great sermon. I tried to explain the what I saw but they just started telling me about the sermon. I looked to find Byers to back me up but he had already bounced. Even worse, Mills made sure to note that the Dr. would find out about my tardiness, this town is insane.

Monday

I was finally able to get the guys to hear me out a little once I got Byers to back up my story. Mills sent a report to the Dr. and he's about to have some test ran on the grounds. Sadly, we're still stuck in the Wild West until further instruction.

Thursday

Pretty few crazy day. The Dr. figured out what makes Divine Beginnings anomalous or something. Then we shot at the place for a bit. Bart got hit and had to go to the hospital, I don't really mind he was sort of a dick. I apparently got transed when I went in for experiment #5 or something. I think they're lying to me but I do have a couple bruises I can't explain. Man the Dr. tore into my ass after that. He even made me get SCP-1. I kinda feel guilty considering SCP-2 ended up killing John and Mills. Guess we'll have to keep this thing locked away forever.

Addendum:002- File of experiments executed in regards to SCP-

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Experiment #01

Goal: Discover the anomalous nature of SCP-
Team: Dr. Vurrin, 1 Task Force, 8 Research Personnel, 4 Class-D Assistants

• Roads and surrounding area leading into SCP-'s premise has been blocked off. Class-D personnell #84921-84924 have been instructed to patrol the area to redirect any citizens entrance into the area. 09:25:02
• Scans were done around the area to account for any abnormal geographical signatures that could indicate a direct source for the anomalous effects. 09:34:25

Results: No abnormalities indicated within the area.

Experiment 02

Goal: Determine the anomalous effects of SCP-
Team: Dr. Vurrin, 1 Task Force, 3 Research Personnel, 6 Class-D Assistants

• In conjunction with Class-D # 84920's report, I've hypothesized that the effects of SCP- are bound within the apparent building known as "Divine Beginnings". I believe once a subject has entered into the building, they undergo a slow entrance into a trans-like state, they seem to exit this state after a period of time.09:55:12
• Class-D #84925 was directed to enter into SCP-10:00:00
• 30 Seconds have elapsed after Class-D #84925's entrance into SCP-. It seems he has entered into the trans. Recovery is set for approximately 3 hours from entrance. 10:00:32
• Class-D #84925 seems to have been awoken early due to a siren in the distance. 11:00:00
• When questioned on his knowledge of the pass hour, Class-D #84925 recounts in great detail exploring the church, laying on the pews, and calling out myself before finally deciding to exit, in which his movements were now observable.11:25:56
• Class-D #84921 reported that Class-D #84924 was responsible for the siren; he has been thoroughly reprimanded. 11:55:43

Results: Given new information, it is now my assertion that SCP- lures subjects into a trans state where they continue to exude normal, if not above quality, actions. When awakening nears, SCP- constructs some sort of ending that aligns with the situation in the real world. Subjects perfectly remember everything that happened within the trans state.

Experiment 04:

Goal: -Determine the nature of SCP- resistance to damage
Team: Dr. Vurrin, 1 Task Force, 5 Class-D Assistants

• Class-D #84920-5 and Task Force #319 were instructed to fire weapons at the rear-left window of SCP- 12:24:11
• Class-D #84925 was struck by ricochet and rushed to a Foundation medical facility 12:52:24

Results: Little more than a scratch is apparent

Experiment 05:

Goal: -Determine the nature of SCP- resistance to damage
Team: Dr. Vurrin, 1 Task Force, 5 Class-D Assistants

• Class-D #84921-4 and Task Force #319 were instructed to rush into SCP- and try to damage as much internal structures as possible. 1:00:00
• Class-D #84921-3 and Task Force #319 exited the building to report that little more than scratches were done to surfaces such as pews and altars, however Task Force #319 managed to budge a floorboard. They also reported *Class-D #8494 had fallen into a trans and was left behind, primarily for safety concerns.1:00:29

Experiment 06:

Goal: Recover container underneath SCP's floorboards.
Team: Dr. Vurrin, 1 Task Force, 3 Class-D Assistants

• Class-D #84921-3 and Task Force #319 were instructed to attempt to uproot the budged floorboard in unison. 1:10:32
• Class-D #84921-4 and Task Force #319 returned to inform me that they were able to uproot the floorboard, going on to note there seemed to be a container (SCP-1) inside. Recognizing the little time left until SCP-'s effects would take hold, they knew they would not have time to exit with both SCP-1 and Class-D #84924. They chose Class-D #84924. 1:11:02

Results: There seems to be a hidden item and an inept personnel in our midst

Experiment 07:

Goal: Recover SCP-1 underneath SCP's floorboards and unearth the contents.
Team: Dr. Vurrin, 1 Class-D Assistant

• Class-D #84924 was instructed to enter and retrieve SCP-1 1:30:00
• Class-D #84924 informed me via comm systems that he had retrieved the box and was preparing to exit. 1:30:20
• When Class-D #84924 crossed the threshold carrying SCP-1, he jumped,to slap the top of the threshold for "Good Luck", shortly after which SCP- collapsed. 1:30:28

Results: It's
…a rock?

Experiment 08:

Goal: Analyze SCP-2
Team: Dr. Vurrin, 1 Class-D Assistant

Shut the hell up Richard it's just a fucking rock!
Look, P I know this looks bad but how the hell did me slapping a piece of wood break a damn building we were shooting at all day
I put my ass on the line to get you off of death row and this is what the hell you do to me!
I didn't do anythinggggg
So I'm supposed to tell my surperiors a fucking rock made the damn building fall apart?!
Hell, makes about as much sense as me doing it.
Damnit Rich…fine, if anybody ask, this was the anomaly. Say the piece of shit almost killed you and whatever the hell makes it fit in with all the other crazy shit around there.
Ay ay Cap'n but what the hell are you gonna do?
I'm gonna save our asses and make sure no one ever actually figures out how insignificant this damn rock is.
I may have an idea too.

Results: SCP-2 HAS BEEN DETERMINED TO BE EXTREMELY DEADLY

Experiment 09:

Goal: Analyze SCP-2
Team: Dr. Vurrin, 3 Class-D Assistant

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Casualties: Class-D #84291 & Class-D #84293

Gone, but not forgotten

Item-#:SCP-5056

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Object Class:Euclid

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Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5056 is to be contained in a humanoid cell located on Site-19. While SCP-5056 is often docile and stationary, caution is to be taken around him, as random burst of turmoil are not unfamiliar. Uncovered contact with SCP-5056 is forbidden by all personnel above Class-D. Experiments held with the intent to communicate with SCP-5056 are advised to take place once Class-H amnestics have been administered to the subject, as to halt flashbacks. All experiments must be done in the presence of a trauma expert.

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Description: SCP-5056 is humanoid sharing features synonymous with an average middle-aged human male. SCP-5056 possessed the anomalous ability to revive beings that were killed. These instances are recognized as SCP-5056-A. SCP-5056 would then experience these memories as flashbacks at random intervals. SCP-5056 is now in a constant state of viewing these memories causing severe emotional distress. Furthermore, he now uncontrollably shares these memories with anyone that makes uncovered contact. SCP-5056 was found by the Foundation in St. Andrews Pediatric Hospital shortly after strangling a young female patient surrounded by nurses.

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Addendum 1: Series of interviews held between SCP-5056 and Dr. Kelly with the intent of validating the Foundation's possible theories on the history and status of SCP-5056 anomalous behavior.

>Open Interview Log 5056-01-01: "Scoots"

Interviewer: Dr. Kelly
Interviewed: SCP-5056

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Commence…

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[SCP-5056 is led into the room while sobbing and flailing erratically]

SCP-5056: Daddy loves his little Lilli. Daddy loves his little Lilli. Daddy loves his little Lilli.

Dr. Kelly: Agent Simms please administer the amnesteics

[Agent Simms injects SCP-5056. SCP-5056 ceases crying as well as erratic movement.]

SCP-5056: Th-they stopped. Oh God thank you!

Dr. Kelly: You'll refer to me as Dr. Kelly, SCP-5056. Take a seat. Gratitude can be shown by answering the following questions as thorough and succinct as possible. Understood?

[SCP-5056 sits down and nods]

Dr. Kelly: Good. First, you are-

SCP-5056: Ha, who am I. I'm the "El Reanimar", the "Grad Healer"…it's all bullshit. All I am is-is-a fucking monster!

[SCP-5056 stares into the distance blankly]

SCP-5056: …and a shitty dad. What type of pare-

Dr. Kelly: SCP-5056, that is who you are. For future reference, wait until my questions are finished. Furthermore, I want clear answers, and only clear answers and save the dramatizations. Am I to believe the aforementioned names hold some relation to your anomalous abilities?

SCP-5056: Uhh yah-yes-yes ma'am.

Dr. Kelly: A single yes will suffice. When did you first notice these anomalies manifest?

SCP-5056: I think it was- no no. I was seven. I was playing fetch with my dog, Scoots. Wasn't paying attention and threw the stick in the street…a truck. It came speeding down…kept right on going. Scoots was gone…very gone. I just kept hugging him and crying and then all of a sudden I saw the same truck coming at me. I couldn't move. It mowed me down. Everything went white then I opened my eyes and Scoots was just licking my face.

Dr. Kelly: Alive?

SCP-5056: Yes, alive. Look, as much as I love talking about dead pets, I need to know where Lilli is.

Dr. Kelly: Ah, yes, your daughter. We're well aware of her status, however we have business to finish here.
[SCP-5056 rises up from his chair and begins moving frantically]

SCP-5056:We-how the hell are you gonna tell me about my daughter!?

Dr. Kelly: Agent Simms please restrain 5056.

[Agent Simms pins down 5056 while Dr. Kelly leans towards 5056's face]

Dr. Kelly: I suppose you'll just have to wait. Thank you Agent Simms, that'll be all, take him away.

Terminated

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Notes-

SCP-5056's anomalous effects manifested due to trauma at a young age. First instance of SCP-5056-A appears to be a childhood pet.

>Open Interview Log 5056-01-02: "Romaine Chergov"

Interviewer: Dr. Kelly
Interviewed: SCP-5056

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Commence…

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[SCP-5056 is led into the room while sobbing and flailing erratically]

SCP-5056: Daddy loves his little Lilli. Daddy loves his

Dr. Kelly: Agent Simms the shot please.

[Agent Simms injects SCP-5056. SCP-5056 ceases crying as well as erratic movement.]

SCP-5056: Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes.

Dr. Kelly: Okay let's begin. SCP-5056, in our last session you mentioned that people called you, "El Reanimar" and "The Grand Healer". Please explain these people and the names.

SCP-5056: Uh-uhm okay, well. After her mother left Lilli got sick…really sick. We were barely making ends meet before, but when those damn medical bills came in. I needed more or…or…or

Dr. Kelly: Understood 5056. I assume you found a source of income?

SCP-5056: Yah…sorta. I um "rented" myself out.

Dr. Kelly: …Prostituion?

SCP-5056: NOOO no no. Like the powers. I revived for money. The buyers were sketchy, I was desperate, didn't ask questions. Word got around. I became a bit of an urban legend.

Dr. Kelly: Well Mr. Urban Legend, do these look like any of your patrons?

[Dr. Kelly displays a series of pictures to SCP-5056]

SCP-5056: Uh yeah, him. He was my first one actually. Found my add on the dark web. I think he's named like Sharecrop or something. Sweetest old man I've met.

Dr. Kelly: Chergov, Romaine Chergov. International crime lord. Orchestrated the "Nesting Doll Rebellion" about a decade ago.

SCP-5056: What, crime lords can be cool dudes. I was never into global politics and my tagline was "No Questions Asked". They picked me up, I did the do, and they paid me. He even gave me a few grand tip. He was just as surprised as I was that he even came back.

Dr. Kelly: Why were you surprised?

SCP-5056: I last tried the shit when I was 9 and I relived a damn truck pancaking me. I was scared as hell to touch anything that was killed.

Dr. Kelly: Only killed?

SCP-5056: Uh yeah there was this thing at my Pop Pop's wake. He died of a heart attack and I just stood there grabbing him yelling he'd come back. 15 minutes later all I had was a shit ton of weird looks and a still dead granddad. Figured it was just things that had been killed.

Dr. Kelly: And Chergov was killed?

SCP-5056: Oh yeah, his memory felt like a damn action movie. He was on the toilet and like 5 dude in mask yanked him out and unloaded. Some sort of hit, no questions. Not as bad as some of the others.

Dr. Kelly: And they came back fine?

SCP-5056: I mean Chergov just had a headache. Others…there were complications. I'm pretty sure that memory juice is wearing off. You're kinda starting to…kinda look like…L- Lil

Dr. Kelly: Fine. We'll speak about the others later. Thank you for your cooperation.

Terminated

Notes-

SCP-5056 began selling his anomalous effects as a means to fund his daughters treatment. Romaine Chergov was his first client. SCP-5056 is only able to revive those which had been killed, accidentally or purposefully.

>Open Interview Log 5056-01-03: "Anastasia Romanov"

Notes-

SCP-5056 recounts funding from KGB in exchange for services. 5056 explains that while this SCP-5056-A was successfully revived, noticeable scars remained on skin. Subject notes that now memories began to flash at random increments of time.

>Open Interview Log 5056-01-04: "Che Guevara"

Notes-

SCP-5056 describes this memory as especially scary, describing the brutal manner⁴ in which this SCP-5056-A was murdered. SCP-5056-A also retained broken bones upon revival. SCP-5056 notes memories began to wear down his mental state, yet he continued to fund experimental treatments.

>Open Interview Log 5056-01-05: "Juan Peron"

Notes-

SCP-5056 explains this revival was partial. SCP-5056-A's revival took an extended amount of time and returned still missing organs. Due to this, SCP-5056-A died of internal bleeding. 5056 was not paid for this interaction and was supposedly battered.

>Open Interview Log 5056-01-06: "Lilli"

Interviewer: Dr. Kelly
Interviewed: SCP-5056

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Commence…

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[SCP-5056 is led into the room while sobbing and flailing erratically]

SCP-5056: Daddy loves

Dr. Kelly: Simms

Agent Simms: I know, I know

[Agent Simms injects SCP-5056. SCP-5056 ceases crying as well as erratic movement.]

SCP-5056: Ah, always a lovely sight Dr. Kelly

Dr. Kelly: Same to you 5056. I can't help but notice you continually repeat a phrase pre-amnestetics, are you aware of such?

[SCP-5056 stares blankly at Dr. Kelly for some time]

SCP-5056: …yes.

Dr. Kelly: 5056, would I be correct in assuming you have flashbacks pertaining to your daughter?

SCP-5056: y-yes you…yes you would. The doctors… they said the experimental trials failed… there was nothing they could do anymore.

Dr. Kelly: So you-

SCP-5056: WHAT ELSE WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO!

[SCP-5056 begins sobbing]

…She's my- I-I couldn't just let her… The whole time I just kept saying it. I just wanted her to to know. Daddy was doing this for you baby girl he- he…he loves his… After it just kept replaying. I-I-I lost it. Nurses came rushing in. I didn't mean to hurt them I swear. I just tapped them but…they just kept dropping.

[Some time passed without either parties speaking]

Dr. Kelly: Well. I believe we're done.

[SCP-5056 begins attempts to wipe his face and clear throat]

SCP-5056: What? No, it's not even wearing off yet, I can answer more.

Dr. Kelly: No. You've answered all of my questions. Now it's your turn.

SCP-5056: Oh God thank you thank you, please tell me. Where- how is she?

[Dr. Kelly stares pensively with a look of distress on her face]

SCP-5056: …it's bad isn't it. Just…just tell me the truth.

Dr. Kelly: Lilli is…she- she's doing well… You brought her back. Her sickness fully receded. You did it. You saved her.

SCP-5056: Tha-that's amazing! Where is she?!

[Dr. Kelly stands and gathers her papers]

Dr. Kelly: We relocated her with her mother; no more questions. I have to go. Releasing this information is highly inappropriate.

SCP-5056: Thank you so much Kelly.

[Dr. Kelly begins exiting the door]

SCP-5056: Same to you… Mr. Brooks.

End

Notes-

SCP-5056 's anomalous effects appear to have diminishing values, with each revive becoming weaker than the last. SCP-5056's trauma of killing his daughter appears to have awoken a secondary anomalous effects. Nurses present recount seeing murders similar to ones described by SCP-5056.

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Addendum 2: Table regarding the status of all instances of SCP-5056-A

SCP-5056-A	Status	Condition	Notes
Romaine Chergov	Terminated	Full recovery, minor headache	Disinformation Campaign: Rumors to bolster unity
Anastasia Romanov	Not Yet Located	Full recovery, noticeable scars	Disinformation Campaign: Conspiracy Nuts
Che Guevara	Located (Termination Pending)	Partial recovery, major bone fractures present	No campaign needed due to already present conspiracies
Juan Peron	Expired	Partial recovery, organs remained missing resulting in death	No Disinformation Campaign required due to failed revival
Lilli Brooks	Terminated	Partial recovery, subject was healed of ailment, however returned in comatose state.	—-