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Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Access to SCP-XXXX is to be restricted, excepting maintenance and testing. The general public is not authorized to access any buildings within a vicinity of 100 meters from SCP-XXXX's position. Any violation of this rule is to be met with a false eviction notice. Due to the nature of SCP-XXXX's manifestation, it is unfortunate, yet unavoidable that SCP-XXXX will collide with a vehicle used in testing. In the event of a containment breach, SCP-XXXX is to be contained by foundation staff on the pretense of arresting a police impersonator.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a spacial anomaly underneath a standard American traffic light. SCP-XXXX is located on Dodge St. in Old Forge, New York. When a vehicle passes through SCP-XXXX while the traffic light’s lights appear red, an SCP-XXXX instance will manifest within 3 meters of the vehicle. The exact location of manifestations displays no known pattern and is currently unpredictable by the Foundation, although all manifestations appear within the visual range of the driver.
SCP-XXXX manifestations appear as a Caucasian human male and claim to be a police officer of Herkimer County in Old Forge, New York. SCP-XXXX wears an illegitimate police uniform which consists of jeans that contain a lottery ticket within the back pocket, a black baseball cap, a black vest, and a golden chocolate wrapper in the place of a badge.
SCP-XXXX has been described as appearing in an intoxicated state by bystanders and Foundation staff. SCP-XXXX will attempt to stop the vehicle before indicating that the subject or subjects should roll down their window they are nearest to. SCP-XXXX will begin to verbally harass the subject and will only cease if the subject retreats. Once the subject retreats, SCP-XXXX will move out of the direct eyesight of bystanders and promptly dematerialize. SCP-XXXX appears unharmed by any physical interaction with any vehicle and seems to be immune to bone fractures and related injuries.
Discovery: SCP-XXXX was activated by Foundation staff member, Dr. Lehmer, when he was late for work at Site-43. The following discussion took place between Dr. Lehmer and SCP-XXXX.
[Dr. Lehmer avoids colliding with SCP-XXXX by swerving into the adjacent lane.]
SCP-XXXX: Sir! Sir! Stop! That is a red light!
Dr. Lehmer: I- I really… where did you come from? Are you drunk?
SCP-XXXX: That's beyond the point. Running red lights causes a hell of a lot of injuries a year, did you know that?
Dr. Lehmer: No… no, I didn't-
SCP-XXXX: But, you fancied yourself one of 'em?
Dr. Lehmer: Not at all-
SCP-XXXX: Really?
Dr. Lehmer: I really must get to work, couldn't you just give me a ticket?
SCP-XXXX: You'd like that wouldn't you? Well I'm afraid that is not going to happen, sir.
This conversation continued until Dr. Lehmer phoned the Foundation about their situation. Dr. Lehmer discovered SCP-XXXX's anomalous properties when SCP-XXXX dematerialized several minutes prior to him retreating to a nearby parking lot.
Interview Log XXXX - 1:
Interviewed: SCP-XXXX - 2
Interviewer: Dr. Reick
Foreword: Dr. Reick is positioned 25 meters to the left of the vehicle when it passes under SCP-XXXX.
<Begin Log>
[A dull thudding noise can be heard as the vehicle collides with SCP-XXXX.]
SCP-XXXX: Ah, shit! You see that, huh? That's a red light. Know what it means?
Dr. Reick: Hello, SCP-XXXX.
SCP-XXXX: Look at me when I'm talking to you!
Dr. Reick: That is a crash test dummy.
SCP-XXXX: And you'd think she'd have the decency to roll down her window.
Dr. Reick: I'd like to ask you a few questions, actually.
SCP-XXXX: I don't trust the press.
Dr. Reick: I don't work for the press. Question one: what are your goals.
SCP-XXXX: To stop public enemy number one.
[SCP-XXXX forcefully pounds on the vehicle's window.]
Dr. Reick: Do you have any recollection of… former offenders?
SCP-XXXX: This jackass is the first, I'm afraid.
Dr. Reick: And finally, do you have any connection to that stoplight?
[SCP-XXXX kicks at the vehicle's door.]
SCP-XXXX: Can't see any wires, can you?
Dr. Reick: No, I suppose not.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: The crash test dummy was forcibly evicted from the vehicle and shouted at from SCP-XXXX. Eventually, the crash test dummy was removed from the range of SCP-XXXX by Foundation staff.
Interview Log XXXX - 2:
Interviewed: SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Dr. Reick
Foreword: Dr. Reick is positioned 25 meters to the right of the vehicle when it passes under SCP-XXXX.
<Begin Log>
[SCP-XXXX groans as they roll over the top of the vehicle]
Dr. Reick: How are you feeling, SCP-XXXX?
[SCP-XXXX vomits and shouts several expletives]
Dr. Reick: I have a few more questions today-
SCP-XXXX: Roll… down… your… window!
Dr. Reick: Come here, please.
SCP-XXXX: You stay there!
[SCP-XXXX gestures at the test dummy and stumbles towards Dr. Reick]
Dr. Reick: How did you get like this?
SCP-XXXX: Got fuckin' wasted by the looks of it.
Dr. Reick: No… that's… that's not what I mean.
SCP-XXXX: I got hit by a car man.
Dr. Reick: I see. Is there anything inside of your pockets?
[SCP-XXXX pulls out their front and back jeans pockets and a slip of paper falls out of the back pocket. SCP-XXXX fails to notice.]
SCP-XXXX: Got nothin' for ya.
Dr. Reick: Alright, thank you.
SCP-XXXX: You got it- did I say you could leave?
[SCP-XXXX sprints to the vehicle, trips, and hits their head on the window.]
<End Log>
Closing Statement: Upon further inspection, the slip of paper from SCP-XXXX's back pocket was discovered to be a lottery ticket. The following numbers appear on the ticket.
6 18 30 31 63 14
A brief search of lottery numbers picked in New York within the last 20 years informed the foundation that SCP-XXXX's lottery ticket matched none of them, although it shows near identicality to a ticket selected 2 years previously.
6 18 30 31 64 14
The Ethics Committee is now considering prohibiting testing with SCP-XXXX.
Interview Log XXXX - 3:
Interviewed: SCP-XXXX
Interviewer: Dr. Reick
Foreword: Dr. Reick is positioned 25 meters behind the vehicle when it passes under SCP-XXXX.
<Begin Log>
[SCP-XXXX manifests underneath the vehicle and yells as the vehicle passes over him]
Dr. Reick: Are you alright?
SCP-XXXX: Damn near took my nose off! Sir. Sir! This is a red light!
Dr. Reick: Do the numbers "6 18 30 31 63 14" mean anything to you?
[SCP-XXXX pauses and stops motioning for the test dummy to roll their window down]
SCP-XXXX: I, yeah… I won that… I won the lottery! Man I'd forgotten!
Dr. Reick: And… what did you do when you found out?
SCP-XXXX: Well, I got drunk, obviously. Then thought, you know, screw the world, screw it. And then I knew that I could! I could screw it! And then I got it! I'd be a cop! Tried to stop this asshat from runnin' a red light.
[SCP-XXXX kicks the vehicle]
Dr. Reick: And now… you're talking to me?
SCP-XXXX: You're telling me I'm not?
[SCP-XXXX aggressively pulls on the vehicle's handle.]
<End Log>
Closing Statement: Further testing is pending by the Ethics Committee.
Addendum-XXXX - 1:
The following meeting was held and recorded by the Ethics Committee.
Meeting Participants: Dr. ++++ and Dr. ====
<Begin Log>
Dr. ++++: Well, doctor, let's get straight to the point; You think continuing testing is acceptable, I disagree.
Dr. ====: SCP-XXXX cannot recall previous manifestations, therefore it's not harming him.
Dr. ++++: Yes, but if I ran you through with a sword and you just happened to forget; it's still hurting you.
Dr. ====: He can't break his bones! He's immune to physical harm! We don't even know if he ever was a person!
Dr. ++++: And yet, he can feel pain doctor!
Dr. ====: Do we know that?
Dr. ++++: We are going to have to suspend our disbelief and assume that, yes, he can feel pain.
Dr. ====: Why suspend it? Just… figure it out!
Dr. ++++: Unfortunately that's not how things work. His skin doesn't seem to break so we have no way of knowing if he even has a nervous system.
Dr. ====: All we want to know is how far his abilities can take him!
Dr. ++++: By hitting him with a car! He was a human who had a life and could feel pain. As far as we know he has retained all of his characteristics, which would include the ability to feel pain.
Dr. ====: So… that's it? We're just leaving him there? Even if we wanted to tell him he didn't win the lottery, we couldn't?
Dr. ++++: He can't remember anything. So, yes, doctor, we are leaving him there.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: Further testing is prohibited by the Ethics Committee.
