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DATE: 21 Mar 2021 16:57

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Dreams.jpg

I love that sky. That sky with no stars below the one I was born. In that moment, nothing was complex or confusing like it is now.

I was born in these wintry woods in the middle of the winter, from dry leaves and fallen trunks. But it didn't felt that way, like being born. It was like I just woke up from a long dream. I can't remember anything before that, I don't even know if there's something to remember. The first two weeks were hard, it wasn't easy to find food and I was afraid of the dark, even the damn squirrels mocked of me. And when I tried to hunt animals, that was the first time… that I changed. I ran faster, jumped higher. I stood on the top of the three and looked up, to the night sky.

The next week, I saw a girl in the woods, a strange girl. She had blond, ponytail hair; wore large pants with (chuckles) dozens of pockets, and a sleeveless shirt. Was interesting, she spent day and night working on a strange… thing, made of wood and metal. She also liked to sing opera, a beautiful voice to hear. Watching her was another thing that made my life less boring, until the next morning, I woke up.


Noah is leaned, sleeping in the soil. A girl is crouched next to him, looking at his face closely. Noah awakes.

?: Oh! Hello there, fella.

He: (sleepy) Eh? Who is… Ah!

He gets up and sets distance between both of them

He: W-Who are you? What do you want?

?: (smiling) My name is Emilia, friend! Who are you?

He: I don't know you, I would not give you my… name. (frowns) Why were you looking at me when I was asleep?

Emilia: I was looking at those tattoos of yours, you have good taste.

Emilia starts to walk towards him

Emilia: But you don't have to be nervous! I don't bite.

He: Don't walk any closer…

He adopts animal sprint position

Emilia walks

Emilia: (nervous) Please… don't leave me alone, don't be like them.

He: I am… sorry.

He starts running downhill

Emilia looks down for a second, disappointed. Then she widens her eyes, gets up in her bike and starts to follow him

Emilia: (shouts) Hey! Stop runing!

He: That wood and metal thing! You're still not going to catch me.

He speeds up down the hill, dodging trees. Emilia speeds up as well and is next to him now

Emilia: (shouts) Stop running! There's a cliff!

He: What?!

He stumbles with a rock and rolls towards the cliff. Then he fella, but he clings to the edge

Emilia gets off the bike and holds him

Emilia: (Clenching teeth) Damn, you're heavy!

He: Too heavy, you're not going to-

Emilia manages to get him up using all her strength. Both are lying down, exhausted

Emilia: I just saved your life (heavy breathing). You have something to say?

He: … Thank you.

Emilia: That's good, people talk! Not run away like rabbits. And now tell me your name.

He: My… name…

Emilia: You… don't have one? Maybe I can… (thinking)

He: What?

I know: Noah! Means rapid runner. Do you like it?

He: (Looking at her eyes) Well, I… (smiling) I like it!

Both stand up

Emilia: I have to go now. See you tomorrow?

Noah: I'll be waiting right here!

I didn't know who she was or even if she was someone to trust. But somehow, I just felt that she was being honest, and just wanted someone to talk to.

She was the only company that I had in the woods, she helped me feel that I was not alone. We got along real quick.

5 weeks later

Emilia: Come on, you can do it! Just a bit higher!

Noah: Argh! (Straining voice, clenching teeth)

Noah is lifting a wooden beam using a pulley with great effort. He's trying to place the beam on top of two columns to make the house entry

Emilia: You're almost there!

Noah places the beam on the columns

Noah: Done! Come on, quickly!

Emilia places small, triangular supports in the columns

Emilia: It's good, Let go!

Noah lets the pulley go, the beam is steady

Noah: (Takes a deep breath) Ah! I'm dead.

Emilia: Hold on man, we still have a lota of work to do… Hey, think fast!

Emilia tosses a shirt to Noah and he puts the shirt on. Noah sats at a table, Emilia joins him with two glasses

Noah: What was this again?

Emilia: Peanut juice! It tastes amazing.

Noah drinks, make a little grimace

Noah: Yeah… it does. Thanks again for helping me with the house, but I think it should be a lot easier to do it in the town.

Emilia: Nah… people will start making questions, and you don't have answers to plenty of them. Those people are just a bunch of annoying fools.

Noah: Well, I like being here in the forest, feels cozy. Also… you must have doubts about me, so I'm-

Noah: I don't care about that, or who you were. I care about who you are Noah, my best friend!

Noah stands up and hugs Emilia, his eyes are watery

Noah: Thank you for being with me.

Emilia: Don't worry Noah, also… can I keep experimenting in your house? My neighbors will complain otherwise.

Noah looks at her with wide and accusing eyes

Noah: Last time you did that, we had to start all over again.

Emilia: This time is a completely inoffensive test! No TNT, no acids, not even perfume!

Noah: I still don't know how you did that.

Emilia: Come on, promise? (Raises hand)

Noah: (Sighs, then slightly smiles) Fine, promise

Both shake hands

I loved those days when she came and visited me. She talked about all the things that she invented, it was funny to hear her. I became an artist myself, I really liked woodcarving, she presumed of inspiring me (chuckles)

But some days, she came to the woods discouraged. Most of the time, she never told me why. I was getting worried.

2 mounths later

Noah: Emi! Why it took you so long?

Emilia: My boss is an idiot, he said that I had to work all day long in the pub charging the same money!

Noah: You seem very upset, lets talk inside, ok?

Emilia: Sure…

Both of them enter inside a house, nicely decorated with natural ornaments. They sat at the dining table.

Noah: So… why don't you work somewhere else?

Emilia: Nobody wants a high-grade inventor to work on their petty shacks, even one of them called me mental!

Noah: Don't listen to them, that image projector you gave me is fascinating! They have to acknowledge that.

Emilia: No, that was me, "playing with their heads"

Noah: And what about that remedy for the headache?

Emilia: "Poisonous liquid that gives headache"

Noah: And what about-

Emilia: Don't try Noah, it has always been this way. I'm used to it…

Noah: Emi, we have never talked about your problems. You need to let off some steam.

Emilia: It's not very comfortable talking about me just like that, I think it's not a good idea

(Looks her in the eyes with seriousness) Emilia…

Emilia: Fine… I was born in a small orphanage with many other kids. I just really liked to build things, to create. I don't know why that made people upset… I don't know why that still makes them upset. Sure, I had people that loved me, but as they were starting to being excluded, they left me as well…

Noah: Sorry, we shouldn't have started this conversation.

Emilia: No, it's fine. Well, since then I've tried to get out of here but my economical situation doesn't let me roll the ball, hehe…

Emilia: It's been hard, you know? Trying to talk and say, but no one listened to me ever. It was like… drowning, like been hold in a small vivarium. (teary eyes) It was…

Noah: (holds her hands) Emilia…

(silence)

Noah:…dumb

Emilia: (blushed and nervous) W- What are you say-?!

Noah: (smiling) Don't cry Emi, smile.

After that, Emilia returned to be that enthusiast girl I met, and she even sang for me, I became a fan of her opera. However, it was wrong. I was feeling uneasy, she told me all her truths and I was still hiding, afraid of rejection. But that didn't last long.

8 mounths later

Noah: Peanut!

Emilia: Peanut? Seriously? How on Earth can I eat that thing?

Noah: You made juice with it!

Emilia: Those are two different things, I like peanuts as juice, and apples as appetizers, thank you very much!

Noah: (Growls) Whatever, let's play the next one

Noah holds a card in his forehead without looking at it.

Emilia: This is a tough one… let me think for a second.

Emilia starts whispering for a few seconds

Emilia: I know, you have to be from Austria!

Noah: What?

Noah removes the card off his front and sees it. "Where I am from?" it's written on it.

Emilia: You have to be from Austria, or maybe from Belgic? (enthusiast) Come on, say where are you from.

Noah: Well… I …

Emilia: Oh, it's ok if you don't want to answer, let's get to the other-

Noah: No Emilia, I am… sorry. I can't keep this charade any longer, I don't want to. You're the only one I have… I have to tell you the truth, even if that costs me your absence.

Emilia: I won't leave you, Noah, nothing is going to change that.

Both of them stand up from the ground.

This forest is the place where I come from and what you are looking now… is just half of what I am. I'll show you… the full me.

Noah kneels and extends his arm forward, touching the floor with his fingers; the tattoos in Noah's neck, wrists, and ankles start glowing. At that moment, Noah's body starts becoming mist and adopts the shape of a four-meter quadruped. Then the mist becomes flesh, revealing a giant, grey dog1. Noah looks at her in his dog form.

Emilia approaches him, then jumps and starts petting and hugging him.

Emilia: Ohhhhh, you're so cute as a dog!

Noah is bowled over. A mist covers him and returns to his human body.

Noah: (Wide eyes) W-What?! You're not surprised or scared?

Emilia: I was hoping you to tell me, soon or later, and so you did…

Noah: But how did you know?

Emilia: I could tell from those tattoos, I read mythology books, you know? (Sweet smile)

Noah: You knew what I was and…you didn't leave me? (deep, teary eyes)

Emilia gets close to Noah, with their faces close.

Emilia: Of course not dummy… (She gets even closer, mischievous look)

Noah: (Nervous, bashful face) A-Alright then, thank you very much.

Emilia: Ajá…

Noah: W-We should probably go inside the house!

Emilia: Yeah… probably…

Near the house is lying in the ground a shattered bouquet that is commonly sold in the town. A box with a ring lies next to it.

I started to see Emilia with other eyes. It was… love. I always thought that was a simple fairy tale thing, being in love, and a complete craziness that someone could feel something for me.

I don't know how to put it. I felt like nothing really bothered me, I was always in a good mood. A sense of warmth inside me, and I treasure it in my heart. One day, that same feeling made me ask "that" to Emilia. I liked her answer.

1 year later

Noah: Emilia, are you rea-

Emilia: Don't come in! It's of bad luck.

Noah: Emi, you're not superstitious, remember?

Emilia: These are traditions, nothing to do with the other.

Noah lies down against the door and smiles to himself.

Noah: I guess. Another thing why I love you.

Emilia smiles at the other side of the door.

Noah: I'm heading out, I'll wait for you there, Emi.

Noah goes down the stairs and gets out of the house. He walks towards the altar and steps on it.

At that wedding, there were no big tables for lots of people, but it was a couple of benches made by Noah. There were no silverware or many guests, but it was beautiful floral ornaments and small animals expecting the event. And the most important thing was already there.

Emilia walks to the altar. She wears a wedding dress and Noah, a homemade suit. Emilia stands with Noah at the altar.

Noah: You look… beautiful.

Noah: You don't look bad either, you're more handsome than usual (smiles).

Noah: (clears throat) Emilia, I promise to be with you, to fly where the wind takes us and never let you go.

Emilia: I pledge to be in there when you need it, to be in each of your dreams.

Noah: I'll dedicate to your happiness and your smile.

Emilia: I'll give you all my love and affection.

Noah: I promise to be the shoulder for you to cry, and the hand that pushes you forward.

Emilia: I will defend you from all harm and all evil that wants to hurt you.

Noah: Do you, Emilia, take me as your loving husband?

Emilia: I do. And do you, Noah, take me as your loving wife?

Noah: I do

Noah grabs Emilia's ring and puts it on her finger.

Emilia: Is literally… in the ring finger… left hand.

Noah: Oh! Right.

Emilia giggles. Noah places the ring on the ring finger and Emilia does the same.

Emilia: Well, you may kiss-!

Noah kiss Emilia, performing a very funny pose.

After marriage and living together, a few sparks came out about the amount of nitroglycerine in the kitchen and the fur on the couch. But we managed to get along.

2 years later

Emilia: You can't put those wood pieces in the corner!

Noah: Not all your science crystals either!

Both: You're going to get killed!

Both sat on the room's floor, back against back. They are both upset.

Noah: (widens eyes) Emilia… Should we have a baby?

Emilia: Huh?… Ehhh?! How did you come with that right now?!

Noah: That empty corner can be filled with a crib so, what do you say?

Emilia: It will require great responsibility, ya know?

Noah: In exchange, we get happiness, love, and our family will grow! (Smiles)

Emilia: Do you imagine? A little kid running around the house, our kid…
Yes, I want to.

Noah: (smiles) I knew you would… And its name can be Taylor.

Emilia: Or Toad.

Noah: I will never let you call it Toad, definitely not.

Emilia laughs.

1 week later

//Lightning storm. Lightning strikes a tree, Noah wakes up, all sweaty

Noah: (heavy breathing) Ah… What a nightmare… Emilia? Are you awake?

Emilia Is not on the bed, Noah gets up, leaves the room, and goes downstairs.

Noah: Emilia, where are-

The front gate is open. Noah gets out, disturbed.

Noah: Emilia!… Damn, where is she?!

Noah takes dog form and looks for Emilia through the woods. After a couple of minutes of search, he finds a group of persons wearing cassocks getting out of a truck.

(// Noah's thoughts) They were… They are the only ones around. Where… they took her?! (Angry//)

MTF-Stigma 13: "Holy Inquisition

Recovery team Manifest

Team Captain: Father Ernest Anderson

Team Sub-leader: K1

Team members: Private Winkle, G2, J3, S4, S5.

Vehicles: MTF Standard Deployment Truck. Argentean Modified L.A.A2 Transport Trailer.

Foreword: The day 12/06/1853, a civil aviator sighted in the forest between Switzerland and Austria a "giant animal, like a wolf". The civilian was amnestized and a team from the MTF-Stigma 13 was sent to capture the entity, because of the high probability of it being a transformist3

Notes: This record was made with the camera video footage of the MTF members and some security cameras of the vehicle.

All the members make a row, with Anderson in the middle. All of them close their eyes and hold the crux in their chests. Then they proceed to pray their protective prayers.

//All the members open their eyes instantly. Then, the Subject tackles with great strength

S4: Captain!

K1: All of you, keep a safe distance!

The Subject is looking rapidly at every member, it also looks furious. The Subject destroys part of the truck with its tail.

G2: That bastard it won't let us leave!

The Subject looks at the K1 for a couple of seconds.

K1: …(Shouts) Back Arrow tactics! S5, come with me! Winkle, go get your musket when that wolf gets out of there.

Winkle: Yes sir!

K1 draws his sword and charges against the Subject. The Subject rushes against him and makes a sweep attack with its tail. K1 dodges and slides below the Subject, then he thrusts the sword against its chest. The Subject's whole body turns into mist with the same shape, dodging the attack.

K1: Mist?!

The paw goes physical again and gets ready to attack.

S5: Here it comes, sir!

//S5 defends K1 with his shield, the paw hits them and they land off several meters away.

G2: Providing cover, get back on your feet.

G2 fires several rounds at the Subject, the bullets do not affect it. The Subject leaps with its mouth opened, with the intent of killing, G2 continues shooting. Before the Subject bites him, S4 holds its jaws with her shield.

S4: Run now, Aston! You must to-

Bleeding sound, S4 dies crushed

G2: Vika… (Looks at the Subject) You will pay for what you did to her!

The Subject steps back, with an ashamed expression.

K1: (whispers to S5) The only way to win is not giving it time to enter the mist form, follow my lead on this pal.

S5: Affirmative pal, but don't do anything crazy, ok?

K1: Sure, let's go!

K1 and S5 run towards the Subject, S5 kneels as jump support for K1. He's about to jump towards the Wolf.

K1: Sorry, pal…

S5: Eh?-

K1 jumps, the Wolf spots him and starts turning into mist.

K1: …see you in Heavens.

K1 lets his sword go and pulls the crux in his chests, breaking it. The suicide vest activates, exploding near the Subject's mist. It goes physical again and it's seems hurt.

S5: (yells) …Damn!

Winkle: Guys, I got it!

Winkle gets out of the truck with a musket. Then she looks at 4's body.

Winkle: (Looks at the Subject) … Curse you!

Shoot sound, Winkle starts whistling. Musket's bullet impacts the Subject's rib without penetrating, then the bullet flies in a 200-degree trajectory and hits the Subject's chest.

Winkle: You didn't expect that, did you? (Shouts) G2, S5, come here and report!

Winkle continues whistling as the bullet hits the Subject in the leg, then in the gut, then in the back. But it dodges a headshot by turning its head into mist, the bullet losses all kinetic effect4. The Subject seems to be resting because of the attack. It's looking at them.

Winkle starts reloading

G2: Sargent, as you saw, its ability to turn into mist is high ranked, and the silver bullets don't penetrate. Also… it killed Vika.

S5: But it was hurt by K1 in its mist form when he… exploded.

Winkle: Listen to me, we are getting out of here alive, for them. Everything has a weakness, now, let's break it.

Winkle ends reloading, the Subject stands up

Winkle: Back on your feet, huh? Come on boys, TAE tactics! (To S5) You have 30 secs (gestures with the head pointing to the truck)

Winkle: G2, we have to earn time.

G2: I know exactly how to!

G2 starts shooting rounds at the Subject's eyes. The bullets rebound, but it's temporarily blinded.

G2: Yes, it worked!

Winkle: G2, dodge!

The Subject runs towards them, half-blinded. Both of them dodge in opposite ways. The Subject, now seeing clearly, gets ready for the second charge. However, S5 gets out of the truck and distracts it.

S5: Over here, you flee sack!

The Subject looks back and hits S5 towards G2's direction, he managed to block the tail hit with his shield.

S5: We are all set, Sargent.

Winkle: Start with tactics!

S5 gets out a club along with his shield. G2 and S5 fight close combat in a circular pattern against the Subject supported by Winkle's bullet. The Subject alternates between mist and physical form to deal with them.

Winkle: (shouts) How much longer?!

S5: Just a bit… Now, now!

G2, S5, and Winkle are now facing the Subject, separated by a couple of meters. It takes a deep breath.

Winkle: What did you think puppy? That I was pointing you?

The trees around start cracking and five of them fall on top of the Subject. It is furious.

S5: And that's not even the best part!

The Subject sees the three TNT charges around it, placed by S5.

S5: Did you really thought that I went to the truck for a fucking club?

The Subject comes desperate, then becomes mist and tries to escape.

J3: Not so kick!

J3 jumps from a tree above the Subject and throws a knife tied to a hand grenade. The Subject looks at J3, she lands in another tree.

J3: (playing with granade safe)… Vale5

Explosion.

Radio silence.

Winkle: Are you all good?

S5: Yes, J3 is still up there.

G2: Is it dead?

From the debris, a very wounded man with dog features shows up. G2, S5, and Winkle approach him.

Winkle: You are now in the custody of the Anti-Myths Divison of the SCP Foundation, I'll-

The Subject punches G2 in the gut, then he punches S5 in the face. Winkle gets disarmed and the Subject holds her neck, lifting her from the ground.

J3- Hey! Look over her-

The Subject tosses a piece of wood to J3.

Subject: (coughing) Where… is she?

Winkle: What do you mean?-

?: (shouts) The ones that hurt the flock of the Lord shall be dammed! Amen!

Two bayonets hit each shoulder of the man, nailing it to a tree and setting
Winkle sets free.

Winkle: father Anderson, be careful, his mist form is probably done but he's still resistant to silver.

Anderson: That won't make a difference.

The Subject removes both bayonets from his shoulders and runs towards Anderson armed with them.

Anderson: He still wants to fight, huh? (Looks at S4's corpse) Good, gives me the chance to beat him myself.

The Subject forms a pair of scissors with the bayonets, cutting horizontally. Both of them start to run towards each other. When they are close, the man closes the scissors, but Anderson dodges the cut from below and assets a punch to the chin. The Subject falls unconscious.

Anderson: Winkle, go get the flares, I'll check the rest of the team

Winkle: Yes sir.

Anderson: And Winkle, sorry for not have gotten in time.

Winkle: Yes father, it's appreciated…

M.r Pika: Why did you kill them?

Subject-93: They were the only ones there! What I'm supposed to think if my wife disappears and there's a bunch of people in cassocks nearby?! I'm sure they have her.

M.r Pika: Those were innocent people, Noah. They worked here, they were no criminals.

Subject-93: (Shocked) Then, I…

M.r Pika: Yes, Noah, I'm sorry.

Subject-93: (Looks down, he puts his hands in his face) W-What have I done?

M.r Pika: They were trying to capture you.

Subject-93: (Looks up) Why… why would they want to… (Looks his hands) Oh, I see. I knew that no one will accept me as I am, but I didn't care. I have Emilia, but she's gone too.

M.r Pika: I already told you at the begining, we will find her. She's my sister after all.

Subject-93: You better find her Miss Pika, or I would look for her myself. And if that happens, I will not make the same mistake.

M.r Pika: What mistake?

Subject-93: Taking another innocent life.

<End Log, 13/06/1853>

Closing Statement: The interview was performed while Subject-93 was still wounded after its capture. However, it has a unique ability to self-heal with time. Mother Researcher Pika will continue in charge of Subject-93.

Pika is walking through a hallway when Anderson rapidly walk towards her

Anderson: Pika, I need to talk with you.

Pika keeps walking

Pika: Tell me, Anderson, I have to establish a police search team to look for Emilia.

Anderson: There's maybe some people that witnessed the recovery of the Subject, the one you call "Noah".

Pika stops walking and looks at Anderson

Pika: What?! And why you didn't capture them?

Anderson: They were in a watchtower using some kind of spyglass, maybe ten or twenty clicks away.

Pika: Sharp eye you have there! Because of Stabat Mater6, right?

Anderson: Yes Pika, but now we need to deploy most of our personnel to amnestize the whole town.

Pika: I agree, Anderson. I'll send what's left of the personnel to do that, therefore, the only security we have is you and your men.

Anderson: Don't worry, I'll send them to all entrance. And Pika, I have to warn you about something.

Containment Breach Report

Date: 14/06/1853
Foreword: In the early morning, a multitude of man and woman7 wearing hunting firearms attacked Site-53. Due to the lack of security personnel, the attackers had no major issues entering the Site.
Notes: This is a compilation of all the security tapes that recorded Subject-93's activity during the incident.

M.r Pika: Please put those down, we can manage a peaceful solution.

Attacker 1: Shut the fuck up! If you're going to open your mouth, do it to say "sorry"!

Mother Researcher Pika is standing in the middle of a hallway. A man and women8 standing at the end of the hallway are pointing her with shotguns

M.r Pika: Why should I apologize?

Attacker 2: You know well enough, bitch! Protecting a monster here, using it for God knows what.

Attacker 1: And looking that crux in your chest is disgusting, you fake cristian!

M.r Pika: I do not belong to that religion, I belong to-

Attacker 2: That doesn't matter anymore! Ready to die?-

Subject-93: (shouts) Miss Pika, crouch down!

M.r Pika and then the attackers notice the presence of Subject-93. Pika crouches down and Subject-93 adopts the mist form. Then the Subject goes towards the attackers, bouncing against the walls and the roof with great speed

Attacker 1: W-What is it?!

Attacker 2: Shoot at that thing!

The attackers start shooting at the Subject. It finally reaches them and nocks them out with its hands (In a physical form). M.r Pika stands up and faces Subject-93

M.r Pika: That was… impressive! Your combat skills are something to be highly considered.

Subject-93: They deserved a bigger punishment for pointing you with guns.

M.r Pika: But you still didn't kill them… Wait! How did you escape?

Subject-93: I heard the alarms… and the screams. After a couple of attempts, I broke the cell, and here we are…

M.r Pika: Well, I have to escort you to another cell until the attack is over.

Subject-93: What?! I can help you with this one!

M.r Pika: I can tell you a thousand reasons, Noah. But the half will be classified and the other half too tedious.

Subject-93: (sighs) I hate bureaucracy… Ok, let's go.

M.r Pika and Subject-93 head to the Cell section

M.r Pika: Probably Anderson and his men are dealing with the attackers, we have nothing to worry about.

Subject-93: That guy? I don't like that 40-year-old priest- (Subject-93 starts sniffing)

M.r Pika: …Noah, what are you doing?

Subject-93: She's here… they brought her here! I'm going to get her!

M.r Pika: Noah, don't go, please!

Subject-93 starts running, followed by M.r Pika

Pika: What do you want to warn me about, Anderson?

Anderson: (serious look) About that monster that looks human.

Pika: Anderson, he's a young man looking for his wife. He's not like all the demons, vampires, and ghouls that we have faced.

Anderson: "IT" killed two of my soldiers!

Pika: I also knew Vika and Calister, but we can't think of him as a vicious creature. You've seen his eyes, there's nothing there but worry, the worry of an in-loved man.

Anderson: I've been here more time than you, Pika. I've seen how monsters act to earn our trust and stab our backs. So, be careful around him.

Pika: Sure Anderson, I know how to-

Anderson: "take care of yourself", I know (slight laugh)

M.r Pika: Noah, I finally reach you, we must to…

M.r Pika stands at the entrance of the room, she sees Subject-93's back. It is looking at a metal table, there is a woman on the table

Subject-93: (wide eyes) Pika… what is this?…

M.r Pika: (disturbed) You shouldn't have seen that, come here No-

Subject-93: Pika… did you lie to me?…

M.r Pika: (serious look) … Yes Noah, I'm so-

Subject-93 turns back to M.r Pika. It grabs her by the shirt collar and pushes her against the wall

Subject-93: How did you?! She was your sister! How you aren't sad?!

M.r Pika: Noah, she was not my sister. It was all to… keep you under control.

Subject-93 lets M.r Pika go. It takes a few steps back

Subject-93: I'm going to kill them.

M.r Pika stands in the way between Subject-93 and the door

M.r Pika: Wait, Noah! You said you wouldn't kill-

Subject-93: They are no innocent!

M.r Pika: Noah…

Subject-93: But you're right…it doesn't matter anymore…

Subject-93 turns back and looks at the metal table. It takes the body and kneels with it in its arms

Subject-93: I should have held you tighter! I should have protected you! Now… I'm all alone!

Subject-93 breaks down in tears

After a few seconds, MTF captain Ernest Anderson stands at the entrance. He is heavily wounded and full of blood

Capt Anderson: (furious look) 93, you're getting back to your-

Capt Anderson notices how Subject 93 is crying. He wides his eyes, surprised, and remains quiet

Closing Statement: No attacker was killed during the Breach, but 97.3 percent were hurt by MTF soldiers. Most of the attackers were amnestized, the only exceptions were Jhonathan Hornes and Claudy Makiner. M.r Pika is currently working with Subject-93 as its psychologist.

+ Addendum S-93

Anderson: You were right…

Pika: Wait! Who are you and what have You done with mister Priderson?

Anderson: Very funny, you have a total gift for comedy, Pika.

Pika: Yeah, I know I'm good (smiles proudly)

Anderson: Pika, talking seriously, I feel regret for my attitude.

Pika: Well, you can always come here and confess, right?

Anderson moves his chair, now in front of Pika with the table between them

Pika: Now, tell me your sins, my son! (giggles)

Anderson: You are enjoying this pretty much, aren't you?

Pika answers with her raised eyebrow and a smile

Anderson: (sighs) I'm… sorry Pika. I treated him badly and it was out of place. I never thought that nine- (clears throat), Noah could not be a monster.

Pika: Well, he's actually a very odd case. We have never found anything like Noah 'till now.

Anderson: Exactly! I've never seen that: a "monster" crying. And when I look at him now… that young man must be devastated.

Pika: (rolls eyes) Thanks for putting up the obvious.

Anderson: That's why I wanted to apologize. (frowns upset)… And I know exactly how to!

Pika: Eh?

Anderson approaches Pika and starts whispering

Pika: Ok… Do you know that this will require Enrica's authorization?

Anderson: You know that we don't have the best relationship…

Pika: She's gonna kick your ass if she finds out.

Anderson: Yeah… that's not gonna happen. (serious look) Now let's go.

Pika: I will never understand how you do it…

Anderson: How I do what?

Pika: How can you swap between calmness and seriousness… in less than three seconds?!

Anderson: (serious grimace) Good effort?

Pika sighs

Pika: Come on Noah, sit here.

Noah: Thanks…

Noah sits quietly on the wood bench where Pika is sat. The morning birds fly through the Church windows with beautiful melodies. In the opposite corner, there's a group of children studying the ways of Neo-Catholicism. They are being taught by Anderson, his smile goes from ear to eat while sings with the children. Suddenly, he sees Pika and Noah sited on the bench, his eyes express surprise

Anderson: I'll be back in a minute… or two.

Anderson walks towards Pika

Anderson: Pika, can we talk for a second?

Despite Anderson's closed eyes smile, the swollen vein in his forehead expresses other feelings

Pika: Ok…

Anderson: Oh, I forgot.

Before leave, Anderson looks at Noah and then extends his arm to him. Noah seems confused while looking at Anderson, but then he shakes his hand and nods

Anderson: Alright, now come here Pika.

Both of them walk next to the door

Anderson: Are you-! (Looks around, then whispers) out of your damn mind?

Pika: Ohhh you're going straight to hell with that mouth.

Anderson: Not time for jokes Pika. I'm not angry with him anymore, but he's still an anomaly and you brought him to a church with my students! One thing is making a funeral for his wife, but this.

Pika: Anderson, he promised not to hurt innocent people, and I trust in his word. Besides, he needs this, people to support him.

Anderson: I… will keep an eye on him, seriously.

Anderson points to Lieutenant Winkle, leaning against the railing of the high part of the Church. Winkle salutes her theatrically using her musket, Pika laughs

Anderson: I just remember that I have something for you. I'll be back in a minute.

Pika: Really?! I'll be waiting with Noah.

Anderson walk to the back of the Church. When Pika walks towards Noah, she sees him talking with a boy and a girl from Anderson's class

…And next, you carve with a flat knife and- Oh, hello Pika

New friends, huh?

Yeah, (to the kids) new friends that must go back with their group.

Sure mister, bye miss Pika!

The kids leave and join their class

Hehe, they are so pure, now I get how Anderson smiles with them near. And they are very smart.

Em… they have five.

It doesn't matter. What was the thing you wanted to show me?

Close your eyes and open your ears.

(sighs) Fine…

Noah closed his eyes, the Pika makes signs to a woman standing on the Church's lectern. The woman started to sing opera, the kids look at him, same as Noah

Noah: Pika… this is the same that she-

Noah's eyes are full of tears and his mouth is open. Pika leans against the backplate of the bench while smiling

Pika: I know, you said it, remember?

Noah rests his hands on his knees and looks down. He cries as longer the opera follows

Noah: Thank you… Pika.

Pika: Don't mention it.

The opera follows three more minutes, when it ends, the woman looks at Pika and makes the money gesture with one hand and with the other points the Church's back with her thumb. Pika gives her a nervous smile and the woman leaves, with the face of someone that is not getting paid

Anderson: Noah?

Noah: Jesus Christ!

Anderson is standing next to Noah

Anderson: No, am Anderson. Wait… were you-?

Noah: No I was not! (says while cleaning his face with his forearm)

Anderson: Well… this is what I wanted to give you Pika.

Anderson approaches Pika and gives her a ring. The ring has a golden glow and carved white marks in it

Noah laughs shortly

Noah: Am I invited to the wedding?

Pika: Please, Noah, this is just a gift from Anderson. Or it means something else…? (Raised her eyebrow)

Anderson: Do I have to make it more obvious that I'm wearing a cassock?

Pika: Even if it was the case, he wouldn't admit it because of this thing called "ego". He has plenty much of it.

Anderson: Yes, keep saying that to yourself. The point is that Enrica told me to give you this ring, she said that you needed a raise.

Pika: Big sis gave me a raise? Nice!

Noah: Who is this Enrica?

Anderson growls

Anderson: A very disturbing woman that thinks to be the boss of everything.

Pika: Anderson… she is our boss. Without her, this place wouldn't exist.

Anderson: The rank of Archbishop still doesn't give her a reason to be that annoying!

Pika: (sighs) Drop it, Anderson, you two just not got along.

// Noah laughs, then his laugh fades slowly//

Noah: Pika, Anderson, I have nothing more for what to live for at all. You two have been nice to me, I appreciate that, I really do. But… I want to do more, if I have nothing left, then why don't I give my life for the safety of the people around me? At the same time, I want to spend more time with you so, I'll ask it clear. Can I join you?

Anderson: Well… that's a bit-

Pika: Of course! I'll ask Enrica's authorization.

Anderson: W-What?!

Noah: Thanks, guys… (smiles)


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DATE: 21 Mar 2021 14:36

Medical Division Identifier: MDI-XXXX

Common Descriptor: Memetic Agent Exposure

Lethality: 6 (beneficial)

Hazards: psychological

Treatment: No treatment needed. During an AISA event, every personnel are to understand that this memetic agent is only beneficial.

Information: MDI-XXXX is a single memetic picture. When visually observed by a human, the subject will forget any kind of "bad" memory that could happen during their life. These memories can vary from a post-traumatic event that changed the life of the subject to a sin that the subject made. These memories will be replaced by a more "happier" one.

In an AISA event, MDI-XXXX will be sent to all Foundation members through Email. The following note will also be broadcasted in all facilities along MDI-XXXX.

If you just got this email sent, this means Project AISA just started. And this also means you no longer work at the Foundation. This picture helped you forget about all the mistakes you've made during or before your work at the Foundation.

For you, D-class hearing this, this is also your last day to work for the Foundation. I know what you all think, and no, this is not a way to tell you that you will all be terminated. We did… horrible things to all of you. This is why you can all be, too, affected by this memetic agent. No, this is not lethal at all, this image will only help you forget about the things you experienced during your life before and at the Foundation. You are forgiven, will you forgive us?

I know it might be sudden, but it should not matter now. Thank you for the hard work you made at the Foundation. Please accept this day off and enjoy it while it lasts. You deserve it.

—O5-1

Addenda-XXXX-2: Project AISA

Project AISA is a Foundation-planned initiative to comfort humanity in response to a predictable, singular, and widely publicized XK End-of-the-World scenario. Once such an event grows imminent, all Foundation personnel will gain access to files on Project AISA anomalies.

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Item #: 6477-j

Object Class: infurnum laughium omega retardus ribicagedus ripinten-nuetrilized

Special Containment Procedures: [idk how to contain laughter]

Description: [The world glitched for 10 seconds and everyone on earth had their lungs expand and break their ribcages. All laughing super duper duper hard and loud. this caused a sonic boom to cause a disaster. I interviewed a victim and he was my neighbor. Being rickrolled during the experiment. the hospital was destroyed so your screws.]

Addendum: [dude next door: owe may wibs
me: bruh
him: dood u n need attack soundwaves
me: bruh wha
him: YEEEE
me: what
him: doggggeeeeeeoooo
me: dude u-
him: i want my mommy NOW! I DEMAND IT
ME: YAY YOUR GRAMMER IS NOW CORRECT
him: my brain need go kuookooo
me: me TOO
him: i have a dog
me: i do not
researcher davis: uhhhh this is randomly usless
me: why did we put so many different things inside the classification?
him: am pro
me: cuz am noob
researcher davis: im getting more and more infected and tempted to say random gossip of the common people.
scp-173 and scp-678 and scp-096: rotates uncontrollibly
scp-049: PEST
scp-049: PESTILENCE
scp-049: starts doing backflips
scp-682: disgusting- dddddidddidiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiisssisisisisisiisisisisssusususususuussuuudugugugugugugugugugugugguuusususstisitisisitististitisitisaing
scp-682: chants disgusting randomly while his eyes are screaming uncontrollably.
[end of log]
this mess was cleaned up by a tiny drone that broke 72 times in the process of moving. all of the sips are spinning uncontrollably so they had to be put on a helicarrier because a net will just twist like a fidget spinner and break.]
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DATE: 20 Mar 2021 18:11

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Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: The Pleasance Falls elder care center in Montana is to be staffed by Foundation personnel. No new residents will be accepted. Staff should be rotated every 3 weeks to prevent any SCP-xxxx from anchoring and advancing past Stage 1. As of xx/xx/xxxx all residents were moved to site xx. Amnestics were administered to any residents who stopped showing symptoms. Residents who continued to show symptoms were terminated.

Social media monitoring team SMT Gamma (Web Trawlers) monitor social media with the aid of algorithms seeking keywords. When typical signs of feeding are found the Web Trawlers respond by removing the prey from the area until the entity has left, administering amnestics, and returning the subject to their home.

Description: SCP-xxxx is an interdimensional entity which feeds on the attention of human prey. The entity begins by establishing a two part foothold in our dimension. The first part is geographical and anchors the entity to a location unless feeding reaches late stage 4. The second part of the foothold is an individual. A single entity can only feed on one individual once a link has been established.
SCP-xxxx came to the Foundation’s attention when Data Specialist Sanders was visiting his mother in an elder care community and noticed an unusual number of residents appearing to interact with people that weren’t really there. Sanders’ mother also complained about unusual noises and “people looking in her windows.” An investigative team was dispatched. After conducting interviews it was concluded an anomalous entity was responsible.
Feeding consists of 5 known stages with sub stages. Note that most characteristics of a stage continue into the following stages.

  • Stage 1 lasts from three to eight weeks.
    • Stage 1a: The victim will begin hearing a persistent, common, low sound. This sound is most often described as large bamboo wind chimes. Other common sounds are bass from a stereo, someone practicing drums, using a leaf blower, or mowing a lawn. These sounds are always barely audible and require concentration to hear. They are not real, and therefore others cannot hear them, nor can they be recorded.
    • Stage 1b: Eventually the persistent sound is replaced by knocking, muffled voices outside a bedroom window, someone shouting from a distance, or speaking to the victim from nearby. These sounds are universally disruptive and only occur when the victim is distracted by, or focused on, something else. The most common reported vocalization is “Howdy neighbor.” This phase often includes a serious lack of sleep as loud noises frequently occur just as the victim is drifting off to sleep.
  • Stage 2 has been known to be as short as several days, but much like stage 1 can go on for weeks. Stage 2 is often when the victim first becomes aware that something is seriously wrong. They will begin seeing strangers staring at them from a distance when they are outside near their home or when they look out their windows. The stranger is always at a distance and seemingly impossible to reach without losing sight of them. Most victims begin trying to take pictures as evidence, but because of the illusory nature of the sightings they are the only ones who can see anyone in the photos, or the strangers do not appear in the photos even to the photographer; this is split approximately 50/50. NOTE: This is the easiest stage in which to catch an instance of SCP-xxxx as it is the stage during which most victims choose to post, report, or complain.
  • Stage 3 lasts from 1 to 4 weeks. Shorter durations are much more dangerous due to the unlikelihood that the subject will seek help before moving to stage 4.
    • In stage 3a the victim begins experiencing itchiness that is most often mistaken for dry skin. Sometimes it is described as having bugs crawling up the victims legs, or across their arms.
    • Stage 3b includes sensations of someone touching the victim. This phase can often lead to accidentally saving the victim from progressing any further as it is not uncommon for the victim to seek, or be put into, the care of professionals. By moving to another location for care the victim unknowingly escapes the geographical limitations of the entity. The sensations most often experienced are of someone running their hands through the victims hair, caressing their shoulders, or attempting to hold their hand.
  • Stage 4 has been known to last for up to 20 weeks with a shortest known duration of 3. If the subject progresses far enough into stage 4 there is no known way to prevent advancing to stage 5. At some point during stage 4 (about halfway, but there is no way to know how long Stage 4 will be for a given individual) the entity becomes anchored solely to its prey and is no longer limited geographically. Removing the victim from their home will no longer allow them to escape the effects of the entity. This stage often includes an apparent reduction in predatory behavior, and is characterized by feelings of hope. The reality is that many victims actually spend much of their time interacting with people who aren’t really there, but the illusion is so complete they don’t realize what is happening.
  • In stage 5 the victim enters a coma. It is believed that the subject continues to live in an entirely fictitious world until expiring.9

Addendum:
You can’t just leave my mother, or anyone’s mother for that matter, to be slowly consumed by an inter-dimensional entity! - DS Sanders xx/xx/xxxx

We need to study the entity’s behavior to be sure the containment procedures we have in place will be sufficient. - O5 xx/xx/xxxx

You terminated my mother! - DS Sanders xx/xx/xxxx

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DATE: 20 Mar 2021 10:42
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SCP 5929

Item #: SCP-5929

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: Currently SCP 5929 is contained in sealed container in Site-██. Testing is only applicable for O4 or higher clearance. Any personnel that is in close contact in aprox. 1-2 meters is to be terminated immidetly.

Description: SCP 5929 is a standard HP 620 Laptop from late 2007. It's abilities are [DATA REDACTED] and [DATA EXPUNGED].

Addendum: [Optional additional paragraphs]

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DATE: 20 Mar 2021 09:30

Object #: SCP-6785 "Alive bread"

Object Class: Euclid "Pending for Keter"

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6785 is to be contained in a 5x5x5 meter cell, the interior walls are to be made out of heat resistant alloy. The cell is to be heated up at at least 3600C0.
Nobody is to come into the cell without a level 3 clearance, and can only be accessed if the subject has a level 5 (five) mimetic resistance. If there is a breach, and SCP-6785 escapes then the whole sector must go in lockdown, nobody may enter or exit.

WARNING: You must have a level 5 (five) mimetic resistance

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DATE: 20 Mar 2021 07:12
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Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: All lifeforms infected by SCP-XXXX are to be heavily quarantined in separate containment cells, all personnel entering cells containing lifeforms that are infected by SCP-XXXX are to wear are a full body hazardous materials suit and are to be heavily disinfected after they exit the cell. There is no standard cell for lifeforms infected by SCP-XXXX since all lifeforms infected by SCP-XXXX have differing abilities but all cells accommodate the type of lifeform and the abilities of the lifeform.

Description: SCP-XXXX is anomalous virus that causes lifeforms that it infects to develop supernatural abilities. SCP-XXXX can infect any living being. SCP-XXXX works by changing the genetic make up of the lifeform it infects, why different lifeforms have develop differing abilities is currently unknown.

Discovery: SCP-XXXX was discovered in a forest [REDACTED], Poland in 19██ when a tree was notice by locals to never change color despite it not being evergreen, foundation operatives were dispatched to the area to conduct experiments on the tree, test showed that the tree had contracted a anomalous virus that caused it to develop the ability to not change.

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DATE: 20 Mar 2021 04:41

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Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: No special procedures needed. Item is SAFE and can be stored in a
normal containment cell with special key card access for testing.

Description: Plain 2.1 meter oak box with druidic symbols on the face that opens.

Opened: Inside is lined with Brown cloth

Items inside: Four 1 meter by 2.5 cm oak poles with one end sharpened. The other end is cupped.
They have lines etched around the sharpened tips every .2 meters (total of 3 lines)

One 2 meter by 5 cm oak pole. One end is rounded, the other is blunt.

Markings/Symbols: All poles have one Druidic Spiral Of Life etched on them. The main box also has a Druidic cross set below the spiral. Testing of samples taken from the box has been traced back to ~4th century Ireland, particularly the Quercus robur. There were several of these varieties on the farm where the item was discovered. Going through history records it was found that the poles had been passed down from generation to generation. It wasn't until a personal tragedy that caused the farmer to use the poles in a unorthodox way that lead to his death.

Main Purpose: When used together, the items will vastly increase farming capability. Using the shorter poles, pushed into the ground to the first line, they can be used to outline any shape on land up to 400 km.
When the larger pole is brought to the center of said shape and tapped once on the ground the soil will be anomalously "tilled" and fertilized, ready for planting. If a seed is placed in the cupped end of the outlining poles, then pushing the poles into the ground to the second etched line, when the longer pole is again tapped in the center of the outlined shape, said shape will be planted with the provided seeds. Where the extra seeds come from is unknown.

The planted seeds will germinate and sprout within 1 hour and will be ready for harvest within 24. This happens in any climate BUT, if the temperature is below freezing then harvesting will need to be done as soon as possible.

Harvesting is just a simple process of pushing the shorter poles into the ground to the third and last etched line and tapping the larger pole in the center of the tilled area. The crop will be harvested/bundled along the sides of the shape tilled.

It as been found that the act of pushing the shorter poles is not hampered in any way by rocks or hard clay. They are able to be pushed into the ground with relative ease.

The downfall of this process is the person using the pole will experience a quarter of what the normal fatigue and weakness would be as if the person was excavating it themselves, in relation to how much work is being done (in some cases the person using the pole for digging have become a desiccated corpse within a few hours of constant use (the poles were found in a partially excavated area with a human male corpse).

It is possible to use a D class that has consumed a high energy/protein solution to activate and use the item. This more than compensates for the fatigue encountered while using the item. The use of drones appears to not activate the digging ability.

Secondary property: Discovered by accident, when used by itself, the 2 meter pole, when touched to the
ground and slightly pushed downward will excavate a 90 meter area (found to be a 90 meter diameter sphere) of whatever natural substance is below the pole. IE: If the pole it touched/pushed into soil it will start excavating the soil at a rate of 1 meter/sec, pushing the soil to the edges of the area being excavated. The was discovered after testing had completed for the day (See Incident XXXX-001)

Dragging the 2 meter pole along the ground will remove loose items from a 20 meter area (from the end of the pole).
For example: If dragged along a snow covered driveway the snow will be removed and piled along the edges of the area of effect. The same with leaves (this would be a good item to consider using for containment of nature/tree based "Skips".

History/Discovery: The markings on the box containing SCP-XXXX date back to the early Druidic days of 4th century Ireland. In 1948 Montana, the foundation was alerted to an unusually large potato crop harvested near the town of Manhattan. Agents were sent to the area and determined, without a doubt, there was anomalous activity that needed containment. The large crop of potato's that drew the foundations attention was just a small part of anomalously large harvest, estimated to be over 11 million metric tons in one season; over 4 times the normal harvest size (the average potato crop for a experienced farmer is approximately 70 tons per hectare). The entire area, approximately 400 km area, was tilled and partially harvested. Near the middle of the area was a desiccated corpse (the owner of the farm) clutching the main pole, with the box open laying next to him. The four smaller poles were found nearby after agents combed the area. Amnestics were administered to all parties involved in the harvest.

After retrieval, the secondary properties of the main pole were discovered and used to wipe the farm land clean and prepped for use by a new owner.

Testing Results:

Pre Test 000

An area of 20 sq meters was prepped by outlining the area with the four shorter poles
pushed into the ground to the first etched line.

Test 001

Researcher: Dr. James
Subject: D-1290
Area Tested: 20 sq meter

Input Seeds: Corn

The area was outlined by the smaller poles. One corn kernel was placed on the end of all four poles
that were then pushed down to the second etched line. No other action was preformed.

Result: None. No anomalous behavior.

Test 002

Researcher: Dr. James
Subject: D-1290
Area Tested: 20 sq meter

Input Seeds: Corn

As in test 001, the area was outlined with the smaller poles. This time D-1290 put a corn kernel on the end of all 4 poles. After the last kernel was placed all four poles were noticeably glowing Green at approximately 1600 lumen. D-1290 was then instructed to take the longer pole to the center of the square and tap the ground once. Once this was done D-1290 passed out and was taken to the medical center. He was determined to be dehydrated and needed fluids, food and rest but was awake within 30 minutes. 24 hours after test 002 was completed the 20 sq meter area used was ready for harvest (see Test 003)

Test 003

Researcher: Dr. James
Subject: D-1290
Area Tested: From previous tests, 20 sq area with fully grown corn.

D-1290 was instructed to drink a high energy drink prior to the test. After this he was then instructed to walk to the middle of the corn field and tap the ground with the longer pole. Once this was done there was another Green glow of approximately 1600 lumen over the entire area. Afterwards all the corn was harvested and piled around the edges of the field. D-1290 faired much better this time only requiring just a few minutes of rest afterwards.

Tests 003-009

Researcher: Dr. King
Subject: D-1290

Input Seeds: Various

The area was prepped for use. A 20 sq meter area was again chosen for ease of use. No matter what seed D-1290 placed on the ends of the poles (tomato, peach, orange, pear, banana, peppers, onion) all crops were various apple orchards. Dr. King left the testing area shaking his head in disgust.

Incident XXXX-001

After test 009, D-1290, who had been taking only half of the allotted energy drinks from the previous tests, consumed the saved drinks and ran with the longer pole to a nearby field. Security pursued but were unable to find D-1290 in time before he used the pole to deadly personal effect. D-1290 had tapped the pole continuously, excavating a 90 meter hole 60 meters straight down then 182 meters horizontal before expiring. He was found at the end of the escape tunnel, still gripping the pole. It was found that the surface of the tunnels were finished and relatively smooth, carving through rocks as the tunnel was made, with no appearance of cave in (possibility of item to be used for excavation of new sites; Dr. James).
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