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Documentation of SCP-XXXX-B

Official documentation of Incident XXXX-2:

During Test 6 of SCP-XXXX, a nervous D-Class test subject was introduced to the entity in a containment cell and was instructed to look at it. At sight alone, before the guard introducing the test subject to the SCP could close the door behind him, the test subject screamed, pushed the guard out of the way, and ran from the entity. In response to this, the SCP transformed into a skinned wolf and chased down the nervous test subject (see SCP-XXXX-Beta for further details). The SCP chased the test subject who failed to open the reinforced door between the researchers and the testing chamber. The entity produced three long barbed tongues out of its mouth each moving over 60 KM/H that wrapped around the test subject and pulled it into its mouth.

The guard was ordered to open fire and save the test subject but failed to do so. As this process happened the test subject could be heard screaming both through radio transmission and even through the reinforced door. Once the test subject was enveloped in the mouth of the entity, the guard ceased fire and locked himself in the containment cell where he could not hear or see what was happening to the victim.

D-Class 373270, Murdoch, talked to the guard, exited the containment cell, and told the SCP to 'stop it' (See audio log XXXX-B1 for additional detail). The SCP responded in a gargled voice that could be heard behind everyone within the facility. Agent [redacted] outside of the research lab screamed in fear, in response the SCP transformed as a centaur (see SCP-XXXX-Gamma for further details). The SCP grew in size and was powerful enough to charge through and break through the walls between the containment cell, the researchers, and the additional wall to the rest of the facility.

A full containment breach was issued and all guards were to be put on containing SCP-XXXX-Gamma. Agent [redacted] ran from the SCP but was caught by it and was [redacted] by means of being picked up and being placed into the humanoid chest of the entity. Guards immediately opened fire but none of their weaponry affected the entity. The SCP turned to look at and spoke to everyone in the facility in a more clear threatening tone which was incomprehensible. Approximately half of the personnel on base started screaming, holding their hands to their ears, some collapsed on the floor in a fetal postilion. After this, the SCP stopped speaking and continued down the halls of the site with little resistance, and broke into the on base cafeteria.

The SCP transformed for a third time as a vulture (see SCP-XXXX-Delta for further details). The SCP flew in the air and released a translucent agent known as Compound-95 which is an airborne strain of the poison Solanine. This poison puts its victims in a deep hallucinogen induced paralysis along with other side affects affiliated with Solanine. Once all of the personnel inside the cafeteria were infected with the compound, the SCP would pick at their unconscious body of a victim, dig towards their heart using its beak, and consume it whole. The SCP had consumed upwards of five hearts before being stopped by a small team of unaffected guards and researchers which will later be formed as MTF Xi-9 "Tasmanian Devils".

Multiple members of the task force put on filtered masks and entered the cafeteria to neutralize the threat of the SCP. No matter what they had done, the SCP would always teleport back to a victim intoxicated with Compound-95 and continue its process. The team observed that the SCP would only be interested in a nearby victims. So they started to move those affected from the compound out of the cafeteria, but those closest to the entity would not survive. As the infected in the cafeteria were being moved out, one researcher noted that they haven't tried to slow down the SCP, only try to kill it by conventional manners.

After some brainstorming one of the former guards noted a freezer in the cafeteria where they would keep frozen meats. Though this would end up not being very useful, as the SCP would teleport through the containment of the freezer, but it led to a proposition by Agent Guerrero. Essential, she proposed the idea of freezing the entity, keeping a subdue victim near it at all times, move the other victims, find an antidote, and reverse the process of the unknown affiliated disease, and save the one closest to the SCP as the last. Although this by itself was impossible due to a lack of on hand freezing methods, it later led the team to take out all but one victim and lead the SCP around the cafeteria by means of carrying around the unconscious victim 'piggy back'.
(see audio log XXXX-B2 for additional details)

Where half of the ground units led by SSgt Bishop would subdue, lure away, and prevent the SCP from hurting anymore of the victims, the other half of the ground units led by Agent Guerrero would drag the victims out of the cafeteria where they would be safe and tested on by on hand staff researchers. After a process lasting upwards of five hours, the method had paid off and an antidote was found. Afterwards all victims were given the antidote to Compound-95, and although it did not reverse the process of the compound itself, it would cease the paralysis victims had endured. After the final member was given the antidote, the SCP looked at the task force, transformed back to its docile state, and teleport to its host, D-Class 373270.

Addendum: when the SCP was in the process of transformation the guard described it as 'glitching' in the same extent to a character model would sporadically phase in and out of a video game world. This has been observed by other researchers and field agents. The exact extent of this ability is currently unknown but the SCP seems to use this when flying, eating, transforming, and when teleporting.

Audio Log Transcript: XXXX-B1

Interviewed: D-Class 373270, Alias Murdoch

Interviewer: Dr. Bishop with SSgt Bishop

Foreword: Dr. Bishop interviews Murdoch about Incident XXXX-2

<Begin Log>
Dr. Bishop: Hello D-Class Murdoch, how was your day so far?
Murdoch: It was good. Had lots of fun sitting in a containment cell as y'all were
being slaughtered. But let's cut to the chase. You're not here for me. None of you are.
You're here for Matt.
Dr. Bishop: Yes, we are. SCP-XXXX
Murdoch: For the last time, lady, his name is Matt.
Dr. Bishop: Okay, fine. Matthew here killed a test subject and was
Murdoch: Test subject? You mean Timmy?
Dr. Bishop: Stop interrupting me. I need to do this for formalities sake. The test
subject, alias… Timmy, was to fulfill a basic request of looking at the SCP and in
doing so they looked at the anomaly, ran away, and was subsequently chased down
then further mauled to death. In response to this you walked up being the entity and
told it to, and I quote, 'stop it'. Would you like to further elaborate on this comment?
Murdoch: What else can I say? I liked Timmy. He was a good guy. Though he
had a few screws loose he was still more alive than any of you automatons. Y'all act
like because we were this orange jumpsuit and are branded with a number that we're
disposables or what have you. But we're alive dammit. And when I saw Matt chew
Timmy's trachea out of his throat, I wanted him to stop. So I told him to stop it.
Simple really.
Dr. Bishop: I see… I have another question for you, Murdoch. Why did you take
the lower right most rib of Timmy?
Murdoch: He told me that when he was impounded for petty theft years ago, he
got a little lightning bolt tattooed on his lower right rib to feel the pain his daughter
was going through without him. So, I kept it. Can I have it back now?
Dr. Bishop: Uh, no. That is evidence.
Murdoch: Well fine, I didn't want it anyways. You dumb bimbo.
Dr. Bishop: I couldn't hear you, can you speak into the microphone?
Murdoch: I said you're a bimbo. For taking Timmy's rib and for doing nothing to
save him when he was still alive. You amoral bitch.
Dr. Bishop: Please do not curse, we're trying to keep this professional
Murdoch was censored for shouting profanities.
SSgt Bishop: Call my wife a bitch again and I'll knock your fucking teeth out.
Dr. Bishop: Baby, I'm trying to keep this professional
Murdoch: Oh, so while I'm stuck in a cell throwing a ball-at-a-wall you get to
plow your wife in the confront of your own home? Fuck you.
Dr. Bishop left as SSgt Bishop and Murdoch were shouting profanities at each other for
fifteen minutes.
<End Log>

Audio Log Transcript: XXXX-B2

Interviewed: Agent Guerrero

Interviewer: Dr. Bishop

Foreword: Dr. Bishop interviews Agent Guerrero about Incident XXXX-2

<Begin Log>

Dr. Bishop: Hello Agent Guerrero.
Agent Guerrero: Hey girl, how's it goin? How's the hubby doin?
Dr. Bishop: We can talk about this later, I'm trying to keep this professional.
Agent Guerrero: Yeah, alright alright, we can. Uh, yeah. Okay.
Dr. Bishop: Is there a problem, Agent Guerrero? You seem jittery.
Agent Guerrero: Jittery? Look at my hands!
Agent Guerrero holds out her right hand and it shakes mildly.
Agent Guerrero: Jittery is the understatement of the fucking century. I just
witnessed a vulture rip the hearts out of people high off of potato poison and we had
to piggy back an unconscious intern as it chased us down. Or more like waddled. But
the point stands. That was fucking wild.
Dr. Bishop: I see. Even hours after exposure
Agent Guerrero: And the fucking Centaur! That was even more wild. The way it
spoke to me, to all of us at once. I'm sorry they had to call you in on your day off and
all but you should been here.
Dr. Bishop: Lets get back on track before you derail this conversation.
Agent Guerrero: I see what you did there, clever girl.
Dr. Bishop: As I was saying. Why did your team decide that this… piggy back
was the right call?
Agent Guerrero: Personally I wanted to freeze it, but without a way to freeze it
on hand we had to make with what we had due. And so we found another solution that
worked out well for us all. It was Johnny's plan, by the way, smart kid.
Dr. Bishop: Thank you. Next question. You are still suffering from the effects of
extended exposure to the entity. This includes anxiety, increased heart rate,
hallucinations, nightmares, and mild dizziness. Is there anything you would like to
add?
Agent Guerrero: Yeah, actually. Can you add fear of death on there?
Dr. Bishop: Can you please elaborate?
Agent Guerrero: How do I say this? When it was in Beta and Gamma, and it
spoke to us, all of us. When half of my crew started screaming, when the average
man curled up in a ball and cried. When the thing tore through the facility. When it
found those in the cafeteria. When it poisoned them? I had never felt so much visceral
fear in my life. But your hubby came around the corner, gave me a mask, and ordered
me to save those inside. I did what I had to do. We die in the dark and all that. But
seeing that… thing tear through the human body and rip out a beating heart? A still
beating heart. A heart that was completely removed but still beating as if it were still
inside the body? They probably haven't told you this. But when the vulture eats a
heart… the human wakes up, and screams. For minutes at a time the victim would yell
out the the void. They were dead. But they still screamed. We stopped the vulture
from consuming more because… we didn't want to hear the screams. They echoed
through the halls over the rest of the facility workers. But this wasnt fear of the
unknown. This was… this was… realization. That its over. That death is more
terrifying than anything we could imagine. I do not know what this monsters endgame
is. But. I want to prevent it. No matter the cost. As much as I am afraid. I am willing
to go the extra mile to prevent that echoing madness from happening again. That's all.
Are we done here?
Dr. Bishop: Yes we are. He's doing good, by the way. My hubby. If you want to,
we can chat over coffee. Would you like that?
Agent Guerrero: Yeah. I would like that
<End log>

Known Transformations of SCP-XXXX

SCP-XXXX-Alpha:

Appearance: 1.7 meter tall deceased male individual who has curly black hair, no
signs of genitalia, and is incredibly malnourished, both of the SCP's eye sockets
produce light themselves at varying luminescence.
All forms have ventablack colorization, absorbing 95% visible light
Abilities: All transformations can teleport, transform, and [redacted] of their
victims. Any transformation with wings can fly by means of [redacted], giving the
appearance of a black mist, making their wings purely aesthetic.

SCP-XXXX-Beta:

Appearance: 1.5 meter long, 80 cm tall smooth skinned wolf with glowing white
eyes. The mouth is shaped like a rose and when it opens eight petal appendages unfurl
showing eight additional glowing compound eyes.
Abilities: Mouth can produce 2-8 hooked tendrils that latch upon the target
regardless of distance

SCP-XXXX-Gamma:

Appearance: 2.5 meter tall, 3 meter long centaur chimera. Has the lower body of
a Alaskan/Yukon moose, the upper torso of a large human, and the head of a bull
with two horns facing upward. Has warpaint, battle scars, and ventablack fur with
blood red highlights. Its eyes produce flames in conjecture with how much power it is
using. The chest of the human has a vivisection slit down the center where it can place
victims inside. The back of the moose body has a pair of bat wings with a wingspan of
20 meters.

SCP-XXXX-Delta:

Appearance: 1.5 meter tall turkey vulture with a wingspan of 3 meters. Its head is
a bleached skull of an Archaeopteryx whose neck is a scorched skeletal human arm
holding the skull in the air.
Abilities: Produces Compound-95, a near invisible gaseous strand of solanine,
found from the nightshade family. This gas is toxic and causes hallucinations,
paralysis, and a multitude of other symptoms found from Solanine poison such as
nausea, vomiting, burning of the throat, cardiac arrhythmia, loss of sensation, and a
high fever

SCP-XXXX-Epsilon:

Appearance: A 3 meter tall humanoid creature who has a serpentine lower body.
Upon its back are a pair of bat wings with a wingspan of 2 meters. The head of the
anomalous creature is reminiscent of a squids elongated head. It arms are long,
muscular, and at the end have massive hands with five sharp claws. It has three red
eyes where the face would be. It produces [redacted], giving the appearance of a black
cloud of smog. It can climb on any surface with the serpentine lower body as well as
use its clawed hands and wings as extra support.