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First picture taken of The Wire by Trevor Henderson
Item #: SCP-5241
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5241 is to be kept in Site-███. No individual with a clearance at or lower than level II should be in SCP-5241's containment cell block alone. No personnel with clearance level lower than level III is to test on specimen. There must be at least two (2) level III cleared personnel during testing to monitor specimen which only then is a D-Class unit allowed access. Special hazardous material suits must be worn at all times within proximity of SCP-5241; D-Class may be excluded from wearing hazmat suit.
The specimen is to be kept in a liquid containment unit at all times. The solution within consists of cryogenic liquid perfluorocarbon (PFC). A constant reservoir of power and liquid ventilation is to be kept supplying SCP-5241's containment unit. PFC must be kept at -47*C/-52.6*F to keep SCP-5241 in stasis and sustainment of life. Special hazardous material suits must be worn by any individual entering SCP-5241's containment cell block.
Description: SCP-5241 is commonly referred to as The Wire because it resembles a broken strip of barbed wire or ruined electrical wiring. It was discovered by a young farmer in United States, North Dakota after the specimen had [REDACTED] to 3 out of 5 individuals of their family.
The specimen; however, is composed mostly of organic materials such as [REDACTED]. It is unknown if more exist, but probable. Its origin is also unknown. This specimen is remarkably light, weighing at only 4.89 Kg, considering its massive size at a 8.32 meters in diameter. The anomaly has a head resembling a deformed human skull with five tendrils that appear to be loosely attached to the skull and other tendrils. Despite the frail appearance of this specimen, it is actually quite strong and agile.
The specimen's tendrils constantly percolate a strange substance in which its compound is mainly unknown. However, observations indicate that it contains a violent neurotoxin which renders a subject paralyzed within an hour with death following quickly upon contact with skin. Further testing reveals that SPC-5241's percolating substances can rapidly form skin and blood cancer if neurotoxin is not effective. This rapid formation of cancer quickly decays a living █████ ████ within a week, leaving only skeletal remains. Potential in SCP-5241's percolate regarding the containment of other SCPs.
Each of the specimen's tendrils contain thousands of small, barbed setules resembling an arachne's leg. This allows the specimen to move almost anywhere it pleases, much like an arachnid. The specimen's tendrils appear to be made of a light but durable form of fibrous structural proteins, which appear to be slightly sharpened to form something resembling an organic blade. Due to how light the specimen is and its anatomical structure, it could potentially float along winds depending on weather conditions.
The tendrils themselves, without percolate, are quite dangerous as well. Capable of suctioning to ceilings, it has been observed to see the entity suffocate individuals via. hanging, or binding over an individual's external respiratory system. In other cases, the specimen has been observed to slash at a victim's throat.
Recovery Log: Subject was discovered on (█/█/20██) in North Dakota by local family, whom of which consisted of [REDACTED] with three fatalities resulting from SCP-5412. Call to local authorities were intercepted by foundation officials, where a team consisting of six foundation personnel were dispatched on a mission to recover special package. Team Codename: ███████
Approximately a week of tracking and four foundation-related fatalities, subject was captured via. ██████ by team leader Sgt. █████ W. ████████. Entity transported to ████ ████, and finally contained at Site-███.
In-Field Recovery Log #1
Pvt. L.: "Sarge, this is some fucked up shit! That was a kid back there!"
Sgt. W.: "Listen, son. This isn't an easy job. Some of this is going to be hard, and this is hard enough. We're only a day in, so just try to keep those thoughts at bay until the mission's over.
Cpl. A.: "Calm down, we don't even know if it was a kid. You can't really even tell, considering what this thing did to it."
Pfc. D.: "God help us if we find this son of a bitch.."
End Transmission
In-Field Recovery Log #2
Sgt. W.: "Day four of tracking this ugly mutt and we've already lost two, god damn it!"
(in background)Pvt. K. "This place is a fucking dump. There's *inaudible* allover the place."
Sgt. W.: "Stop fucking around, this thing could be nearby."
Cpl. A.: "S-Sarge? I-Is that █████?"
Sgt. W.: "Oh- Oh god, w..- what in the goddamn happened to him?"
Pvt. L.: "T-that's.. that's not even.. even a corpse anymore.."
*disturbance in background*
Sgt. W.: "Shut the hell up, he's one of ours! Wait- Stop! Listen to that!"
End Transmission
Physiological Research Video Log
The screen flickers to life. On it, a researcher is looking into the camera. Behind him, another researcher tinkers with various control panels lining against the wall. Above the control panels lies a one-way window, and through the window, a cylindrical containment unit. The unit is constructed of mostly reinforced glass, and within the unit lies a green bubbling liquid with a dark shadow encompassed within the liquid. Various tubes are interconnected with the containment unit, and they seemed as if they were pulsing.
The researcher looking into the camera finally speaks, "Day ██ of research. Today, we will see how SCP-5241 interacts with D-Class #6341."
A few moments later, a door within the cell opens and a man wearing an orange jumpsuit seems to be pushed in. The D-Class individual seemed very shaken about his predicament. He tried opening the cell door with a weak escape attempt before he observes the room.
A brief time later, the containment unit begins to drain. A buzzer in the control room sounds. "Team A-1, stand-by for re-containment," one of the researcher firmly says into a speaker.
It only takes just a few moments for the containment unit to completely drain. Meanwhile, D-Class #6341 fiercely bangs on the one-way window. He'd appear to be screaming, but it was inaudible.
A researcher presses a button and the containment unit swings open. The creature within rests for a moment, visibly heaving as it breathes. Almost as if it snapped into consciousness, the creature fills with life. It flees the containment unit with ridiculous speed, hiding itself among the various tubing feeding into the roof of the containment unit.
D-Class #6341 had been too busy banging to notice the pod opening. It only took him a few moments to realize what he was trapped with. He quietly observed the room. He'd approach the unit and peers inside.
As the D-Class is peeking the inside of SCP-5241's containment unit, something seems to drip from above him onto his jumpsuit. A grotesque tendril slowly droops into frame before quickly wrapping around the D-Class' neck. It wraps around his neck and pulls with such force, his neck breaks almost instantly with the tendrils cutting a good 4 inches deep into his neck.
The researchers jump in horror, "Team A-1, p-proceed with containment!" one shouts into a speaker. A big deal of commotion appears in the containment room before the video log cuts out.
End Transmission
