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DATE: 10 May 2021 08:22
@supports((display: -ms-grid) or (display: grid)) {
:root {
/* header measurements */
--header-height-on-desktop: 10rem;
--header-height-on-mobile: 10rem;
--header-h1-font-size: -webkit-calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
--header-h1-font-size: -moz-calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
--header-h1-font-size: calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
}
#header {
background: none;
}
#header::before {
content: " ";
position: absolute;
width: 100%;
height: 100%;
left: 0;
top: 0.75rem;
background-image: var(--logo-image);
background-repeat: no-repeat;
background-position: center -3.5rem;
-webkit-background-size: auto 8rem;
-moz-background-size: auto 8rem;
-o-background-size: auto 8rem;
background-size: auto 8rem;
background-position: center top;
opacity: 0.45;
pointer-events: none;
}
#header h1,
#header h1 a,
#header h1 a::before {
position: absolute;
top: 0;
left: 0;
margin: 0;
padding: 0;
width: 100%;
height: 100%;
display: -webkit-box;
display: -webkit-flex;
display: -moz-box;
display: -ms-flexbox;
display: flex;
-webkit-box-align: center;
-webkit-align-items: center;
-moz-box-align: center;
-ms-flex-align: center;
align-items: center;
-webkit-box-pack: center;
-webkit-justify-content: center;
-moz-box-pack: center;
-ms-flex-pack: center;
justify-content: center;
max-height: inherit;
z-index: 0;
}
#header>h1>a>span {
width: 100%;
height: 100%;
top: 0;
left: 0;
max-width: inherit;
}
#header h1 {
height: -webkit-calc(100% - 2.25rem);
height: -moz-calc(100% - 2.25rem);
height: calc(100% - 2.25rem);
}
#header h1 a::before,
#header h1 a {
text-align: center;
line-height: 0.8;
}
#header h2,
#header h2 span,
#header h2 span::before {
position: absolute;
left: 0;
top: 0.15em;
margin-left: 0;
padding: 0;
width: 100%;
display: -webkit-box;
display: -webkit-flex;
display: -moz-box;
display: -ms-flexbox;
display: flex;
-webkit-box-align: end;
-webkit-align-items: flex-end;
-moz-box-align: end;
-ms-flex-align: end;
align-items: flex-end;
-webkit-box-pack: center;
-webkit-justify-content: center;
-moz-box-pack: center;
-ms-flex-pack: center;
justify-content: center;
max-height: inherit;
z-index: 0;
text-transform: uppercase;
pointer-events: none;
}
#login-status {
min-height: -webkit-calc(var(--base-font-size) * 1.5);
min-height: -moz-calc(var(--base-font-size) * 1.5);
min-height: calc(var(--base-font-size) * 1.5);
-webkit-border-radius: .0625rem;
-moz-border-radius: .0625rem;
border-radius: .0625rem;
-webkit-border-radius: var(--border-radius-width);
-moz-border-radius: var(--border-radius-width);
border-radius: var(--border-radius-width);
color: rgb(var(--pale-gray-monochrome));
background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0);
-webkit-box-sizing: border-box;
-moz-box-sizing: border-box;
box-sizing: border-box;
-webkit-box-flex: 1;
-webkit-flex-grow: 1;
-moz-box-flex: 1;
-ms-flex-positive: 1;
flex-grow: 1;
left: 3%;
right: initial;
}
#login-status .printuser {
--wght: 900;
position: relative;
top: 0;
left: 0;
color: rgb(var(--swatch-menutxt-light-color));
-webkit-box-shadow: none;
-moz-box-shadow: none;
box-shadow: none;
padding: 0.25rem;
margin: 0;
font-weight: 900;
}
#login-status #my-account {
--wght: 300;
color: rgb(var(--pale-gray-monochrome));
font-weight: 300;
}
#login-status #account-topbutton {
border: initial;
padding: 0.5em 0.5em 0.5em 0.25em;
position: relative;
height: 100%;
top: 0;
left: 0;
margin: 0;
font-size: 1em;
}
#account-options {
width: auto;
padding: 0.5em;
border-color: rgba(var(--bright-accent));
background: var(--gradient-header);
color: rgb(var(--swatch-text-light));
}
#account-options ul li a {
color: rgb(var(--swatch-text-light));
}
#account-options li a:hover {
color: rgb(var(--swatch-text-light));
text-decoration: underline;
}
@media only screen and (min-width: 769px) {
#search-top-box {
right: 3%;
top: 0.5rem;
}
#search-top-box-form>input,
#search-top-box-form>input:hover,
#search-top-box-form>input:focus {
background: rgb(var(--black-monochrome));
}
#search-top-box-form>input {
-webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
-moz-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
}
#search-top-box-form>input:hover,
#search-top-box-form>input:focus {
-webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
-moz-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
}
#search-top-box-form input[type="submit"],
#search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:focus,
#search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:hover {
border: none;
border-left: 0.0625rem solid rgb(var(--swatch-primary-darkest));
-webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
-moz-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
}
#search-top-box-form input[type="submit"] {
background: rgb(var(--swatch-primary-darkest));
color: rgb(var(--swatch-menutxt-light-color));
}
#search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:focus,
#search-top-box-form input[type="submit"]:hover {
background: rgb(var(--swatch-primary));
-webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
-moz-box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
box-shadow: 0 0 0 0.125rem rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color));
}
}
#page-title {
text-align: center;
}
@media only screen and (max-width:768px) {
:root {
--header-h1-font-size: -webkit-calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
--header-h1-font-size: -moz-calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
--header-h1-font-size: calc(2rem + (2.5 - 2) * ((100vw - 18.750rem) / (60 - 18.750)));
}
#header h1,
#header h1 a,
#header h1 a::before {
top: 0.25rem;
}
#header h2,
#header h2 a,
#header h2 a::before {
top: 0;
}
#header h2 span {
margin-top: -webkit-calc(var(--header-height-on-mobile)/2 + var(--header-h1-font-size)/2 + .25rem);
margin-top: -moz-calc(var(--header-height-on-mobile)/2 + var(--header-h1-font-size)/2 + .25rem);
margin-top: calc(var(--header-height-on-mobile)/2 + var(--header-h1-font-size)/2 - .25rem);
}
}
@supports((display: -ms-grid) or (display: grid)) {
@media only screen and (min-width: 769px) {
#side-bar .close-menu {
display: block;
position: fixed;
top: 0.25rem;
left: 0.5rem;
width: 3rem;
opacity: 1;
pointer-events: all;
}
#side-bar .close-menu img {
color: transparent;
}
#side-bar .close-menu::before,
#side-bar .close-menu::after {
content: "";
box-sizing: border-box;
position: fixed;
display: block;
top: 0.25rem;
left: 0.5rem;
width: 3rem;
height: 3rem;
padding: 0;
margin: 0;
text-align: center;
pointer-events: all;
cursor: pointer;
-webkit-transition:
opacity var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
-o-transition:
opacity var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
-moz-transition:
opacity var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
transition:
opacity var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
}
#side-bar .close-menu::before {
--mask: url("data:image/svg+xml,%3C%3Fxml version='1.0' %3F%3E%3C!DOCTYPE svg PUBLIC '-//W3C//DTD SVG 1.1//EN' 'http://www.w3.org/Graphics/SVG/1.1/DTD/svg11.dtd'%3E%3Csvg height='32px' id='Layer_1' style='enable-background:new 0 0 32 32;' version='1.1' viewBox='0 0 32 32' width='32px' xml:space='preserve' xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2000/svg' xmlns:xlink='http://www.w3.org/1999/xlink'%3E%3Cpath d='M4,10h24c1.104,0,2-0.896,2-2s-0.896-2-2-2H4C2.896,6,2,6.896,2,8S2.896,10,4,10z M28,14H4c-1.104,0-2,0.896-2,2 s0.896,2,2,2h24c1.104,0,2-0.896,2-2S29.104,14,28,14z M28,22H4c-1.104,0-2,0.896-2,2s0.896,2,2,2h24c1.104,0,2-0.896,2-2 S29.104,22,28,22z'/%3E%3C/svg%3E");
z-index: -1;
background-color: var(--toggle-icon-color, rgb(var(--sidebar-links-text))) !important;
-webkit-mask: var(--mask);
mask: var(--mask);
-webkit-mask-repeat: no-repeat;
mask-repeat: no-repeat;
-webkit-mask-position: 50% 50%;
mask-position: 50% 50%;
-webkit-mask-size: 60%;
mask-size: 60%;
}
#side-bar .close-menu::after {
z-index: -2;
background-color: var(--toggle-button-bg, rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-color))) !important;
-webkit-border-radius: var(--toggle-roundness, 50%);
-moz-border-radius: var(--toggle-roundness, 50%);
border-radius: var(--toggle-roundness, 50%);
border: var(--toggle-border-color, rgb(var(--swatch-border-color))) var(--toggle-border-width, 0.25rem) solid;
}
#side-bar:focus-within .close-menu::before,
#side-bar:focus-within .close-menu::after {
opacity: 0;
}
#side-bar {
display: block;
position: fixed;
top: 0;
left: -webkit-calc(var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop)*-1);
left: -moz-calc(var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop)*-1);
left: calc(var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop)*-1);
z-index: 10;
-webkit-transition:
left var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
-o-transition:
left var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
-moz-transition:
left var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
transition:
left var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
height: 100%;
overflow-y: auto;
overflow-x: hidden;
margin-top: 0;
}
#side-bar:focus-within {
left: 0;
}
#side-bar .side-block {
margin-top: 1rem;
background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0, 0);
-webkit-border-radius: 0;
-moz-border-radius: 0;
border-radius: 0;
border-left-width: 0px;
border-right-width: 0px;
}
#main-content::before {
content: "";
display: block;
position: fixed;
top: 0;
right: 0;
z-index: -1;
opacity: 0;
-webkit-transition:
opacity var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
width var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
-o-transition:
opacity var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
width var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
-moz-transition:
opacity var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
width var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
transition:
opacity var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
width var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
margin-left: var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop);
background: rgba(var(--swatch-menubg-black-color), .3) 1px 1px repeat;
padding-right: 0;
width: 100%;
height: 100vh;
pointer-events: none;
z-index: 99;
}
#side-bar:focus-within~#main-content::before {
width: -webkit-calc(100% - var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop));
width: -moz-calc(100% - var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop));
width: calc(100% - var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop));
opacity: 1;
pointer-events: all;
}
#content-wrap {
display: -webkit-box;
display: -webkit-flex;
display: -moz-box;
display: -ms-flexbox;
display: flex;
-webkit-box-orient: horizontal;
-webkit-box-direction: normal;
-webkit-flex-direction: row;
-moz-box-orient: horizontal;
-moz-box-direction: normal;
-ms-flex-direction: row;
flex-direction: row;
width: -webkit-calc(100vw - (100vw - 100%));
width: -moz-calc(100vw - (100vw - 100%));
width: calc(100vw - (100vw - 100%));
min-height: -webkit-calc(100vh - -webkit-calc(var(--final-header-height-on-desktop, 10.125rem)));
min-height: -moz-calc(100vh - -moz-calc(var(--final-header-height-on-desktop, 10.125rem)));
min-height: calc(100vh - calc(var(--final-header-height-on-desktop, 10.125rem)));
-webkit-box-flex: 2;
-webkit-flex-grow: 2;
-moz-box-flex: 2;
-ms-flex-positive: 2;
flex-grow: 2;
height: auto;
position: relative;
margin: 0 auto;
max-width: inherit;
}
#main-content {
width: 100%;
position: initial;
max-height: 100%;
padding: 2rem 1rem;
width: 45.8rem;
max-width: 45.8rem;
margin: 0 auto;
}
@media not all and (min-resolution:.001dpcm) {
@supports (-webkit-appearance:none) {
#side-bar {
-webkit-transition:
left var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
padding-right var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
background-color var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
-o-transition:
left var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
padding-right var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
background-color var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
-moz-transition:
left var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
padding-right var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
background-color var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
transition:
left var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
padding-right var(--sidebar-transition-timing),
background-color var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
padding-right: 0;
background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0, 0);
pointer-events: all;
overflow-x: visible;
overflow-y: visible;
z-index: 999;
}
#side-bar::-webkit-scrollbar {
opacity: 0;
-webkit-transition: opacity var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
transition: opacity var(--sidebar-transition-timing);
}
#side-bar .close-menu::before {
z-index: 999;
}
#side-bar .close-menu::after {
z-index: 998;
}
#side-bar:hover .close-menu::before {
opacity: 0;
}
#side-bar:hover {
left: 0;
background-color: rgba(var(--swatch-menubg-color), 1);
padding-right: 0;
}
#side-bar:hover::-webkit-scrollbar {
opacity: 1;
}
#side-bar:hover~#main-content::before {
width: -webkit-calc(100% - var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop));
width: -moz-calc(100% - var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop));
width: calc(100% - var(--sidebar-width-on-desktop));
opacity: 1;
pointer-events: all;
}
}
}
}
}
:root {
--header-title: "SCP FOUNDATION";
--dark-accent: 20, 22, 24;
--bright-accent: 228, 228, 228;
--light-gray-monochrome: 84, 84, 84;
--dark-gray-monochrome: 48,48,52;
--black-monochrome: 20, 22, 24;
--medium-accent: var(--bright-accent);
--tab-border-color: var(--dark-accent);
--rating-module-button-color: var(--bright-accent);
--rating-module-button-credit-color: var(--bright-accent);
--swatch-background: var(--dark-accent);
/* Background and Header Colors */
--background-color: var(--dark-accent);
/* Primary Text Colors */
--swatch-text-light: var(--bright-accent);
--swatch-text-general: var(--bright-accent);
/* Primary Menu Colors */
--swatch-menubg-color: var(--dark-accent);
/* Colors for Secondary & Tertiary items like Blockquote and YUI Tabs */
--swatch-secondary-color: var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color);
--swatch-tertiary-color: var(--swatch-menubg-medium-dark-color);
/* Primary Header Colors */
--swatch-topmenu-border-color: var(--swatch-menubg-black-color);
--swatch-topmenu-bg-color: var(--swatch-menubg-extra-dark-color);
--rating-module-text-color: var(--bright-accent);
--rating-module-button-cancel-color: var(--gray-monochrome);;
--gradient-header: linear-gradient(
to bottom,
rgb(var(--header-gradient-color-bottom)) 0%,
rgb(var(--header-gradient-color-middle)) 90%,
rgb(var(--header-gradient-color-top)) 100%
);
--diagonal-stripes: repeating-linear-gradient(
45deg,
hsla(0, 0%, 100%, 0),
hsla(0, 0%, 100%, 0) 0.25vh,
rgba(var(--swatch-menubg-extra-dark-color), 0.1) 0.35vh,
rgba(var(--swatch-menubg-extra-dark-color), 0.2) 0.5vh
);
--toggle-button-bg: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
--toggle-border-color: rgb(var(--dark-gray-monochrome));
--toggle-icon-color: rgb(var(--bright-accent));
}
.modalbox {
background: rgb(var(--dark-accent))!important;
box-shadow: none!important;
border-color: transparent!important;
border-radius: 0px!important;
padding: 4px;
pointer-events: auto !important;
}
#skrollr-body > a {
display: none;
}
body {
color: rgb(var(--bright-accent));
}
#search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:focus, #search-top-box-form input[type=submit]:hover {
color: rgb(var(--dark-gray-monochrome));
}
a, a:visited {
padding: 0 2px;
background-color: rgb(var(--bright-accent));
color: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
}
a:hover {
text-decoration: none;
background-color: transparent;
color: var(--bright-accent);
}
a.close-menu {
background-color: transparent;
}
a.newpage {
color: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
background-color: rgb(var(--bright-accent));
}
a.newpage:hover {
text-decoration: none;
background-color: transparent;
color: var(--bright-accent);
}
::selection {
background: rgb(148, 148, 148);
}
.creditButton p a {
background-color: rgb(var(--black-accent));
}
#page-content .rate-box-with-credit-button {
display: inline-flex;
margin-bottom: .75rem;
border: .0625rem solid rgba(12,12,12,.25);
border: .0625rem solid rgba(var(--gray-monochrome));
border-radius: 0;
background: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
background-color: #fcfcfc;
background-color: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
padding: 0 .125rem;
height: var(--rating-module-height);
overflow: hidden;
}
#top-bar div.mobile-top-bar>ul>li>ul>li:hover>a, #top-bar div.top-bar>ul>li>ul>li:hover>a {
text-decoration: none;
color: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
}
#side-bar .heading
background: rgb(var(--dark-gray-monochrome));
}
#side-bar .side-block {
background-color: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
}
#side-bar .side-block.resources {
background: rgb(var(--dark-accent))!important;
}
#side-bar .side-block.media {
background-color: rgba(var(--dark-gray-monochrome))!important;
}
#side-bar div.menu-item>a {
color: rgb(var(--bright-accent));
}
#side-bar div.menu-item>a:visited {
color: rgb(var(--bright-accent));
}
.side-block.media a {
background: transparent
}
#side-bar .collapsible-block .collapsible-block-folded, #side-bar .heading {
background: rgb(var(--dark-gray-monochrome));
}
#search-top-box-input {
background-color: rgb(var(--dark-gray-monochrome));
}
#account-options {
background: var(--dark-accent);
color: var(--bright-accent);
border-color: var(--bright-accent);
}
#login-status {
color: rgba(var(--swatch-menutxt-light-color),0.5);
}
#login-status ul a {
color: rgb(var(--bright-accent));
}
span.printuser {
color: rgb(var(--swatch-menutxt-light-color));
}
#login-status .printuser {
background-color: transparent;
color: rgb(var(--bright-accent));
}
.page-rate-widget-box {
background: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
border: 0.0625rem solid rgba(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
}
#top-bar div.mobile-top-bar {
background: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
}
#top-bar div.top-bar > ul > li:hover {
background: rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-black-color));
}
#top-bar div.mobile-top-bar > ul > li.sfhover > ul,
#top-bar div.mobile-top-bar > ul > li:hover > ul,
#top-bar div.top-bar > ul > li.sfhover > ul,
#top-bar div.top-bar > ul > li:hover > ul {
color: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
}
blockquote, div.blockquote {
border: none;
background-color: rgb(var(--dark-gray-monochrome));
--swatch-border-color: var(--gray-monochrome);
box-shadow: .0225rem .0835rem .0725rem .0925rem rgb(var(--dark-accent));
}
.yui-navset .yui-nav li,
.yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav li {
box-shadow: none;
}
.yui-navset .yui-nav,
.yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav {
--box-shadow: none;
}
.yui-navset .yui-nav,
.yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav hover a {
border-color: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
}
.yui-navset .yui-nav .selected a {
color: rgb(var(--dark-accent))!important;
border-color: rgb(var(--bright-accent));
}
.yui-navset .yui-content, .yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-content {
color: rgb(var(--bright-accent));
background: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
}
.yui-navset .yui-nav li,
.yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav li {
background: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
}
.yui-navset .yui-nav a,
.yui-navset .yui-navset-top .yui-nav a {
background-color: rgb(var(--swatch-menubg-dark-color));
color: rgb(var(--dark-accent));
}
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The Night Shift
It was in the early hours of the 13th October 2006.
Dr. Park was preparing his equipment for the task at hand. A hot cup of coffee was keeping away a groggy feeling. An hour ago, he had been woken up and told by two soldiers that he had been to handle a situation requiring his expertise. What could have inspired so late at night that was so urgent was running his mind as he freshened up and followed the men to the mortuary.
The barrack’s coroner entered the bright fluorescent-lit room to find two of his superiors and some of the border guards surrounding the autopsy table. Noticing his presence, they made way, allowing Dr. Park to see the object of interest.
It was a young soldier in mucky KPA uniform. The right side of his face was badly disfigured and his hands were covered in dirt. The man had been spotted attempting to cross the border just half an hour ago. The guards were alerted to the sound of gunfire and vehicles coming from the North Korean side of the border. The man had managed to cross the other side when he was taken out by a KPA sniper. Some gunfire had been exchanged between the two sides but other than that soldier, there were no casualties.
The guards in the room stated that they had found a hole under the fence, in which he crawled through and the bullet which ended his life, provided to the coroner in a zip-lock bag.
The man had no personal belongings on him, suggesting his defection was impulsive. However, due to the recent nuclear test carried out by the DPRK, the higher-ups had decided it was imperative to check the body for any possible information if present. Moreover, the fact that no dog tag could be found was quite odd for them. Therefore, Dr. Park was ordered to carry out the autopsy and report any findings to his commanding officers. He was then left alone to his devices.
Dr. Park looked around. Along with the soldier, a few other bodies in the refrigeration units.
It had been a long fortnight in the barracks.
A training accident had left 3 men dead, and merely three days ago an officer committed suicide. He had grown fond of the young man in the two years he had been stationed here, so the loss had affected him harder than others.
Now a new body has joined the ranks, albeit foreign. Dr. Park sipped on his coffee, then let out a sigh and proceeded with the task at hand.
After cleaning the body, he began the initial examination. The soldier was a well-built man with the rank of Lieutenant based on his uniform insignia.
He had 8 bullet wounds in the front and back of his body, 1 in his right thigh, and 1 in his head. C.O.D was stated to be the gunshot to the head from a high powered rifle, evidenced by a burst fracture in the right parietal bone, and the large exit wound in the right zygomatic bone almost taking out his eye; and the bullet which was a 7.62x54mmR calibre, probably shot from the Dragunov SVD sniper rifle used by the KPA. It did surprise Dr. Park how he managed to survive so many shots before succumbing.
After completing the external examination, he turned to take a sip of coffee, only to realise it was almost empty and worse, cold. He went to refill it and have a short break as the drowsiness was starting to creep up on him.
It was 0250 as he was sipping his coffee planning for the next examination when he began to hear a faint breathing noise. Wondering who it might be as he was the only one in the mortuary at the time, he got up and looked around. The corridors were empty and only the sounds of crickets filled the air. Satisfied, he walked back into his office, but just as he sat down, there it was again.
He went back out, wondering if this was some sort of ill-timed prank. His doubt was cleared when he looked towards the direction of the sounds. And confusion began to set in.
To his right down the corridor, was where he left the bodies.
Alarmed, he cautiously moved towards the room as the breathing became more audible along with the occasional sound of metal falling onto the ground. As he got closer and closer, he could not shake the feeling of dread that was slowly but surely creeping up on him. Being the coroner and 15-year veteran in the army, Dr Park has seen his fair share of disturbing things and had developed a reputation for having nerves of steel within the barracks, but as he walked into that autopsy room, all of that was about to change.
Inside, fully lit by the fluorescent lights, was one of the bodies standing upright facing away from him.
It was the Lieutenant.
Surrounding him was a red coloured mass of what seemed like a mist of blood and flesh, in some areas concentrating to form tendrils that connected the being to the other bodies of deceased soldiers in the opened refrigerators and racks. Looking closer, he noticed that the mist was stripping flesh from the bodies. In fear, the coroner’s hands began to shiver, and the mug of coffee slipped from his hand.
The Lieutenant turned to see a pale terrified man standing in the doorway next to some shattered ceramic. To Dr. Park’s utter bewilderment, the soldier looked perfectly fine. The pictures taken of wounds which tore into his face and body would have been cast off as fabricated when looking at him now if not for his bullet hole-ridden, blood and mud soaked uniform, lying on the floor. The soldier stared at the coroner for a good half a minute before the mass had entered back into him, a now healthy-looking young man, juxtaposed to the husks resting motionless around him.
The soldier walked up to Dr. Park, kicking away the bullets on the floor. He was frozen in place as the man examined him, before asking him politely with a quiet voice one would not expect from a soldier,
”Greetings, do you have some civilian clothes to wear, preferably clean and with no wording?” he requested.
At first, he did not know where to get some, but when the thing that just revived itself from fatal bullet wounds and turned all the bodies around it into mere skeletons asks one to do a simple task for it, and that politely, one should honour the request
He looked around and to his luck, saw some of the discarded clothing of the bodies in a basket lying in the corner. He pointed to it, and the soldier calmly walked towards it. After inspecting some of the clothes, he looked at the coroner with penetrating eyes and requested some privacy.
Fear had made Dr. Park almost forget basic etiquette.
While waiting, doubt began to set in.
What if this is some kind of weapon?
Are the North Koreans really that advanced?
Has it already left?
Am I high?
Starting to feel an overwhelming sense of dread, Dr. Park cautiously moved to the room and peeped through the slit in the window. What he saw shook him to his core and he tried his best to quietly walk back.
After changing, the soldier walked out of the building with a duffle bag.
“Thank you Doctor. Oh…and it’s best if you stay outside.”
The coroner looked upon the man’s face before it turned and walked away into the darkness. Dr. Park could only stand there in utter silence.
Later that night, the barracks was alerted to the howling of the fire alarm. The soldiers ran out to see the mortuary in flames, and sitting on the pavement outside was the coroner, drenched in sweat with a thousand-yard stare firmly affixed onto his face.
Despite the suspicious nature of the event, the fire had been attributed to faulty wiring in one of the freezing motors.
During his leave and subsequent psychiatric evaluation, Dr Park stated the events of that night and was recorded repeatedly muttering the words:
“It had their faces.”
It was definitely that man who came out and said his goodbyes. But the face was not, for there was one detail he never did manage to speak of.
On that fateful night, when he peeped into that fluorescent lit
autopsy room, he saw the entity…with the amalgamated facial features of his dead men.
The Hunter and the Hunted
In the small hours in Ennepetal, Germany, a lone car was driving on the road. Norbert had just finished an overtime shift at the local hospital. Tired…and a little sleepy, he did his best to focus on the road. He had already drunk a cup of coffee earlier, however, at this point, he had drunk so much that it had little to no effect on him. He continued driving down the road. It was a quiet lonely drive. Everyone would have already been fast asleep or doing…whatever they do at night. No one really should be out at this time. Honestly, not many would want to be out. At least he could drive a little faster without the worry of unwanted attention.
His thoughts stopped momentarily, however, when he caught a glimpse of something in the corner of his eye. On the side of the road was a figure sauntering along.
“Huh?!…Who would be taking a stroll at this hour?” thought Norbert, bewildered at the sight of this man. At that moment, probably alerted by the sound of the oncoming vehicle, the figure paused at a streetlight and turned to look at the car. Norbert stopped the car. In the brightness of the headlights and streetlights, Norbert had a clear look at the figure.
It was a scruffy young white man, probably in his early 20’s. He wore a dark green hoodie and jeans. He put his forearm up against his face, seemingly trying to shield his face from the direct glare from the headlights. Norbert, wanting to inquire the man, turned off the headlights. Just in case he locked the doors before winding down the window.
“Hello there!” he said, “What are you doing out here so late?”
The man observed him and the car for a few seconds before replying,
“I am actually lost,” he spoke in a slightly tired but sober tone.
The man stared at Norbert, seeming to wait for him to do something.
Norbert looked back at the man. For a second he contemplated whether to pick him up. He is usually careful of who he allows into his car, but upon looking at the pitiful state of the boy, he reckoned he would not be a threat. Moreover, his duty as a doctor was to make sure people were alright. Especially now.
“Would you like a lift?” asked Norbert.
The man looked confused.
“Um…It’s fine sir. I’….,”
“Listen, boy. It is not safe out here now.” Norbert’s tone became stern and authoritative, “I can drop you off wherever you need to be.”
Seeming to think about the offer for a moment the man replied,
“Alright. Thank you.”
Norbert smiled as he unlocked the door allowing the man to take a seat in the driver's side seat. The man shook his hand, thanking Norbert once again as they drove off. As they shook hands, Norbert flinched at a slight pinprick on his hand. He looks at the bandaged finger, received at the workplace.
Must have rubbed it, he thought to himself. You have to be more careful dammit.
He shrugged it off and drove off with his new passenger.
“So where do you want to go?”
The man sat in his seat, hands crossed touching his elbows, seeming to try and keep warm.
“I actually need a place to stay for the night. I am not from here, you see.” Norbert sighed internally. Another careless tourist, it seemed.
“We’ll work something out. Anyway, what is your name?” asked Norbert.
“Maurice”, quietly replied the man.
“So how did you get lost?”
“Well, I was here on a trip with some guys I knew and earlier we attended a party. I got a little drunk and fell asleep. I woke up in a daze and realised they were gone. Here I am now, stuck. So much for friends, right?”
Norbert let out a slight, assuring chuckle.
“You know…you could stay at my place for the night.”
The man looked as if he was thinking about the offer.
"Really?!", Maurice asked bewildered.
"Sure. Just don't pull off any stunts and we'll be fine. Understand?"
“Yes Sir. I will not be a hassle. Thank you so much"
During the journey, the two men stroked up further small talk about their day. They drove for some time before Maurice asked.
“May I ask, what did you mean by it's not safe out here?"
Norbert turned towards his slowly and looked at him with a feeling of disbelief.
"Did you not notice that no one is outside?"
"Well, it is kind of late, so…"
"Yes, but you should have heard about the murders."
Norbert began to explain the situation. Over the past 8 months, several people were found dead in the nearby forest. The bodies had been mutilated and partially consumed. The police had at first suspected foul play, but the manner of the killings was akin to those in wild animal attacks. This was corroborated by the fact that wolves inhabited the region, and just two weeks ago a rabid one was put down by authorities after it had attacked two tourists who went for a walk in the forest.
"Well, that's why I steered clear of the forest. But they culled the pack responsible, didn't they? That's why the killings have so far stopped." replied Maurice.
“Yes, so far."
"So why is everyone still worried?"
"Because saying it's wolves is nonsense. I think something else is at play,” retorted Norbert
“So, it’s not a man-eating pack of wolves?”…Maurice asked, confused.
“That’s the official narrative. You can ask many of the locals, and they will tell you a different story. Many of us believe that a monster is lurking in this town. One of the farmers here, Lars, told that he had been woken up one night many years ago by a sound coming from his chicken coop. When he left the house to investigate, he saw some guy exiting the chicken coop.”
He paused in thought.
“Exiting is not the right word. He mentioned it passing through out of the door…like a ghost. The thing was…. he told me that it looked like a person, but he immediately felt something was off about it. Suddenly, the thing turned its head in his direction. He did not see the bugger’s face, but he knew it was looking right at him, before scrambling off into the forest. Lars ran to his coop to find that it had made a mess of some of his chickens, the floor covered with feathers and bones. He complained to the authorities, who dismissed it the work of a wild animal. Lars knew what he saw, and apparently a few others in the bar that day have seen a similar figure in the forest. A ghoul, we began calling it, and when these killings started we were convinced that the same thing is responsible.”
He looked back at Maurice, only to see a cynical expression growing on his face.
“Alright. I know what you’re thinking. Someone had one too many drinks and cooked this story up for bar clout… Not to say that Lars isn’t a drunk, but I’ve known the man for some time. Back then, Lars was a forestry ranger in East Germany. The man knows the wild. So for something to convince him like that…it damn well must have been something monstrous.”
Norbert watched his passenger through his rear mirror. The man merely stared at him in silence. He looks down at his hands, now on his laps lightly patting them. Norbert gulped some saliva and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
“I’ve scared you, didn’t I… Sorry about that. Hehe”
“It’s fine Sir.” Maurice replied quietly. “Thanks for warning me though, and saving me.”
Soon the car parked outside of a cottage style house.
“Well we made it. Make yourself at home.”
They enter the living room where Maurice takes a seat.
“Would you like a drink?” Norbert asked his guest.
Maurice looked at Norbert as a cheeky smile grew on his face.
“How about some rum?”
Norbert sighed. The audacity of this boy.
“Hmmmhh…very funny. But honestly, I’ll need a glass as well after all that talking.”
He left his guest and entered the kitchen. Norbert took out a bottle of rum and poured the rich reddish-brown liquid into two glasses. As he did so, he took a quick glance at his guest.
Maurice sat in his seat, intently observing the trinkets on his cupboard.
“Perfect!” he thought to himself.
He opened a drawer and took out a small glass bottle. He felt the bottle in his palm, reading the label and warning:
Benzodiazepine. How well it has served him.
He carefully poured a small dose into one of the glasses. He could not contain his excitement of what was to occur. The poor fool would be knocked out in no time. Then he would lock him up in his basement where he will have his fun.
The body will then be disposed of in the woods. Over the years, he had become skilled in making his kills resemble animal attacks and predation. Police will claim it to be another vagrant or tourist junkie who got high and lost in the woods before getting himself killed by some wild animal.
Then the folk here will scare themselves to death convincing themselves that the ghoul had struck again.
A smile carves itself upon the doctor's face as he drops the ice into the two glasses before waltzing back into the living room.
He offers the deadly cocktail to his naïve guest, who sat comfortably on his sofa, unaware of what was to befall him.
"Here…bottoms up.”
Maurice takes the glass and raises it to mouth. Norbert, took a small sip of his, relishing the liquid as he watched the boy like a vulture would at a dying animal. Waiting for it to go limp before moving in to feast. Another victim to his body count.
Except that did not happen.
The rum in the glass never reduced. Maurice brought the it away from his mouth. He stared at the drink before turning to Norbert.
“You know…Benzo and booze is not really my favourite beverage”, he said sarcastically.
The words hit him like a freight train. Maurice, seeming to sense his growing fear, set the glass on the coffee table and calmly got up.
“I…I don’t understand” Norbert stuttered upon the realisation that the facade has worn off.
He tried his best to play it off, as he stealthily reached for the switchblade behind him.
"You do." Maurice stated curtly before stepping forward towards the doctor.
Norbert quickly pulled out the blade and in one swift motion, slashed a gaping hole across his neck.
It was like cutting water as the wound healed itself almost as fast as it was produced. Norbert stared at Maurice, utterly perplexed by this. Then he looked down and to his horror, the blood which spilt on the floor began flowing towards the man, as if it had a mind of its own and was seemingly soaked back into his leg.
Norbert, now clearly panicking, attempted a second hit but found his arm grabbed by Maurice. In one movement, his forearm was crushed by the force of the grip, making him drop the knife and scream in pain. Maurice then shoved his assailant into the wall.
Norbert collapsed, clutching his mangled limb as the man walked towards him. Norbert looked on in sheer terror as the man, now only a few feet from him stared at him with eyes that pierced his soul, before ominously saying,
“You reap, what you sow.”
As he said this, the hooded man transforms into a wraith-like mist of what Norbert could only make of as blood which flows out of Maurice’s clothes. The mist envelopes the doctor like a swarm of hornets and he begins to feel pinpricks all over his body, which he quickly realised was the feeling of flesh tearing off. He screamed in agony but it was quickly silenced by the mass rushing into his mouth. After a few seconds, he went limp. Later, the mass retreated back into the discarded clothes on the floor and returned to human form, leaving behind what was left of Norbert.
Satisfied at his work, Maurice walked over to the corpse. He crouched down to examine the pockets; taking a bundle of keys. He then moved to the cupboard. He fingered the trinkets, which had been glued in place before pushing the cupboard aside, revealing a hidden door. The lock looked like it had been used frequently. Unlocking the door, he turned on the light switch, lighting up a staircase leading to what appeared to be another door. Walking down the stairs, he placed his ears against the door. The ever so slight sound of sobbing was on the other side. He unlocked this door and let it slowly creak open before moving in with caution.
Inside was a dishevelled young teenage girl, chained by the leg to a metal pole next to an uncomfortable-looking bed. He could see the utter fear in her face, so he moved slowly to not scare her. Now nearer to her, he unlocked her bounds and placed his hand on her face as tears trickled down to comfort her.
“It will be all right my dear. You are safe now. You are free.” he assures her as she flinches.
On the 12th August 2008, following a frantic 110 call, police raided the property of Dr. Norbert Glenn to find various body parts and surgical equipment in the basement.
The Ghoul of Ennepetal was responsible for the horrific murders of 16 people from 1999-2008.
However, police were baffled by the case not only by the disappearance of Glenn but by the eyewitness accounts of 15-year-old Anna Dietrich. Police sketchers managed to produce a sketch of the man who saved Anna.
He was identified as 20-year-old Maurice Fischer. He had died 6 months ago in a mountain climbing accident.
All that was found of him were his bones and scraps of clothing.
Character sees a pair of wolves. The male is wrapped in a black cloth of some sort. They begin mating. However, they then start to fuse together, and the male carries the female up. They morph into a humanoid shape shape and the cloth wraps around it. the Figure then runs into a building.
"Do you know anything about the calamity?"
The man turned toward him. His eyes wandered to a corner of the room, before making their way back to the boy's face.
He merely shrugged.
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Wow! You flipped a card and got: coilcage!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 10 May 2021 06:15
Early Foundation test of technomantic array containment fields, April 1957
Wow! You flipped a card and got: Lizard Librarian 6000!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 10 May 2021 04:58
SCP-6000, nervous about being photographed
Item #: SCP-6000
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-6000 is to be kept in a humanoid containment cell and be fed 237% of the standard humanoid containment calorie intake.
SCP-6000 is not to be spoken to outside of approved testing. If SCP-6000 needs to be physically restrained for testing, it can be administered 2ml of Theta Class Sedatives via tranquilizer dart prior to experimentation.
SCP-6000 is to be granted access to novels as a reward for good behavior.
Description:
SCP-6000 is a large, sapient, reptilian-mammalian hybrid with bio-luminescent scales. These scales are observed to change color with its emotional state. Its changing colors appear to be its primary form of non-verbal communication.
SCP-6000, Mood chart drawn by SCP-6000 to explain the meaning of its color changes
SCP-6000 has an anomalous ability to form a Psychically and Reality Strengthened Network with any sapient being who forms a close social relationship with it. Members of this social network have increased resistance to cognitohazards and reality altering effects.
This effect has been demonstrated to increase with the size of the creature's social network. Some evidence suggests this is because anomalous effects are distributed across a larger group, lessening the effect on the individual.
SCP-6000 refers to itself as "Synix".
Recovery Log
SCP-6000 was recovered during a Foundation raid on a forested hilltop in rural Wisconsin. The location was determined to have extremely dangerous levels of reality warping activity according to the Foundation's regional sensor readings.
MTF Epsilon-6 was dispatched to investigate and encountered an unknown group in strange robes on the hilltop performing a thaumaturgical ritual using an alchemical circle as a focus.
When Epsilon-6 attempted to communicate with the ritualists, they were met with a hostile response. The individuals appeared to have thaumaturgic abilities, complicating Epsilon-6's response. Nevertheless, Epsilon-6 managed to dispatch these figures with only minor injuries to the task force.
After these unidentified entities were terminated, the alchemical circle collapsed and the area's hume count returned to baseline. SCP-6000 was found in the center of the disrupted circle.
SCP-6000 immediately began attempting to communicate with the task force in a series of alien languages before finally managing to converse with the mobile task force in Iberian Spanish.
The creature cooperated with the mobile task force and was brought to Site-33 for further examination. Immediately after it arrived, Dr. Samantha Green conducted an interview with the creature. It claimed that it had no knowledge of how it got here and noted it was stocking shelves in a library where it worked when it experienced a strange, throbbing sensation and suddenly found itself on the hilltop when it was recovered.
As the interview progressed to more personal topics, the hume levels of both SCP-6000 and Dr. Green spiked.
Dr. Green immediately removed herself from the interview chamber and the remainder of the interview was conducted over the intercom.
When asked for an explanation for what had happened over the intercom, SCP-6000 described its psychic network ability. It appeared concerned when it learned this was considered an anomalous ability.
Research Logs of SCP-6000:
Transcriber's note: In order to verify SCP-6000's claims and create social bonds that would allow for testing of its abilities, cameras and several microphones were placed in its containment unit and several class D-Test subjects were introduced to it as 'live in research assistants' for a series of minor translation projects assigned to it by staff. The group's interactions were observed and compiled here.
<Begin Log>
SCP-6000 is seen curled up in a corner on a large foundation provided cot reading the novel "The Count of Monte Cristo" in the original French. Subject A is seen opening the door to its containment unit.
Subject A: "Uh… Hello?"
SCP-6000 lowers its book. Its skin is a nervous green. It waves mechanically.
SCP-6000: Bonjour! I mean, hi. Sorry, good book… Though I'm guessing it's a bit sexist by modern standards. Are you the new research assistants?
The remaining two remaining subjects (B and C) enter, clutching bedrolls.
SCP-6000 looks away, apparently nervous.
SCP-6000: So… What are you all in for?
Subject B: Huh?
SCP-6000 respires audibly.
SCP-6000: You're D Class test subjects right? They told me how you get that job… No offense!
SCP-6000 backs against the wall slightly.
SCP-6000: Everyone makes mistakes and stuff right? I mean…
SCP-6000 looks down and groans.
SCP-6000: Look, they're not letting me out either, so we're in the same boat. What should I say here to minimize my chances of getting shanked in my sleep?
There is a pause.
Subject C begins laughing.
SCP-6000: Uh…
Subject C wipes his eyes.
Subject C: Don't worry about it. The name's Clay.
SCP-6000 takes a step forwards and attempts a smile, its skin color shifting somewhat happy blue.
SCP-6000: Synix. Nice to meet you.
Subject A waves.
Subject A: I'm Abed.
Subject B: And I'm Brun.
Subject B lifts up one leg and mimes a curtsy.
SCP-6000 attempts to duplicate the gesture, but quickly falls over, turning red with pain as it hits the floor.
Subject C rushes forward to check on it.
Subject C: Shit, are you okay?
SCP-6000 groans. Its eyes flicker to subject B.
SCP-6000: C-can you teach me how to do that?
We see the "research team" comprised of SCP-6000 and the subjects examining a few texts and taking notes around a folding table in the non-restricted library.
B: "Je t'ai fait traduire ça…" Ugh… Synix, I'm pretty sure this book is just fucking with me.
C: At least someone here's getting laid.
SCP-6000 turns an embarrassed pink.
A: You know, it kind of impresses me that they managed to find three multilingual D-Class.
C shrugs.
C: Lots of languages float around in prison. It comes from locking up all the minorities.
SCP-6000 turns a puzzled orange.
SCP-6000: Is that common in this dimension?
C: More so in the American parts of it.
A: Trust me, it happens all over.
B tilts one of the books sideways.
B: Guys, what is this supposed-?
B's words are cut off as she chokes.
SCP-6000 turns a worried green.
SCP-6000: Brun?
B coughs and blood trickles from her lips. A human eye plops out of her mouth, rolling onto the desk.
C backs away, quickly.
C: Oh shit! Security! Memetic-!
C stops as he too starts choking. The rest of the research team swiftly follows him.
Security is seen entering.
SCP-6000 is seen pacing back and forth in her quarters, nervous green from head to tail tip. Dr. Green enters the room and Synix stops.
SCP-6000: Emily! Oh thank heavens is-
Dr. Green: You will address me as Dr. Green, thank you.
Dr. Green surveys the room.
Dr. Green: Subjects A, B, and C are all still recovering in the infirmary. I would like you to explain this to me.
SCP-6000: Explain… there was a memetic threat in one of the books we were translating! One of the books that was supposed to be-!
Dr. Green holds up a hand to stop her.
Dr. Green: I am aware of the fact that anomalous reading material appeared in the unrestricted section of our archive, it is being investigated. However, I'm much more interested in the fact that you recovered before your colleagues. From the description of your abilities you provided, all of you should have been affected equally. How do you explain this discrepancy?
SCP-6000 turns an irritated yellow.
SCP-6000: Are you serious? I-
SCP-6000 takes in a deep breath and releases it. The yellow fades.
SCP-6000: The memetic effect was split evenly between all four of us, but I'd be willing to bet that, due to my larger size, my larger esophagus was better at coughing up that slurry of nightmares. Now will you please tell me if my research team is going to be okay?
Dr. Green nods.
Dr. Green: Fair enough. The roughly equal volumes of materials excreted seems to fit with that hypothesis. Your translation team should be able to return to light duties in a few more days.
SCP-6000: Can I-
Dr. Green: No, you may not visit them. The doctors need their space, and it is, quite frankly, far outside your purview. I will, however, update you if there is anything you need to know. Dismissed.
The doctor leaves. SCP-6000, still a nervous green, returns to its cot and appears to attempt to read. Eventually it places its book aside.
After a short pause staring at the ceiling, SCP-6000 is seen climbing over to the D-Class subjects' bedrolls and lying down across them. It falls asleep on top of them, its nervous green coloration never fades.
Camera system has switched to infrared mode. Subject A is seen moving over to SCP-6000 and gently shaking its shoulder.
A: Synix, are you awake?
SCP-6000 stretches and turns to A. It speaks softly.
SCP-6000: Well I am now, what's up Abed?
A makes a shushing gesture with his hands.
A: Look… I think if there's any chance we have for privacy in this place it's right now. The guard left his post.
SCP-6000 tilts its head, nightvision cannot differentiate coloration, but a dim light is observed.
SCP-6000: Okay… What did you want to talk about then?
A looks back and forth before turning back and speaking more quietly.
A: I want to talk about us getting out of here.
SCP-6000: Getting out of here? Abed, this place is built like a brick inside a brick. What the heck could we possibly do to get out?
A: I don't know yet. Something. You're an anomaly right? Is there anything you can do that you haven't told them? If we can get outside, I can get you somewhere safe. I can get all of us-
SCP-6000 is seen covering its head under a pillow.
SCP-6000: Like I tell basically everyone I've met in this entire dimension, no. I don't have any superpowers… well, I guess the meme protection net thing is considered a big deal here, but it was super normal back home.
SCP-6000 turns to A.
SCP-6000: Abed, I get that you and the others hate it here. I hate it here too, but I'm literally the thing this entire organization was designed to contain. I hardly think they're just going to leave the door open one day and let us go home… not that I'd know how to get to mine.
A: … Is there anyone waiting for you back there?
SCP-6000 pauses for a moment.
SCP-6000: My parents for sure. I have an ex-girlfriend who I was trying to stay friends with too I guess. The other staff at the library I worked at… It's funny, since I got here everyone's made such a big deal about my ability to form connections, but I've never been very good at staying in touch.
SCP-6000 tilts its head.
SCP-6000: You've got someone waiting for you, right?
A:Not exactly…
SCP-6000 tilts its head the other direction.
SCP-6000: Really? It felt like-
A: My daughter thinks I'm dead, Synix. That's what it means to be D-class.
There is a long pause. SCP-6000's colors appear to be shifting.
SCP-6000: If there was anything I could do…
A lets out a breath.
A: I know, Synix. Get some rest. Some books might try to kill us again tomorrow.
They part and go to sleep, though they are observed tossing and turning for several hours.
B is seen with puffy eyes, wrapped protectively by SCP-6000's bulk. SCP-6000 whistles softly to B as the D class subject catches her breath.
C enters the room, carrying a pair of toasted bagels.
C: Hey Brun,feeling any better?
B laughs.
B: Mostly I'm just feeling stupid. It was over a month ago, right?
SCP-6000: You're still allowed to feel bad. What you saw was, by all accounts pretty darn horrendous. And I can say from experience the effects sucked too.
B sniffles.
B: I just… How does anyone do this job? Do they just build up trauma after trauma until eventually they're ready for a box of their own?
C: From my experience, that's pretty accurate.
SCP-6000: I'm way ahead of the curve then, huh?
B Snorts.
B: I seriously can't believe I was scared of you when we first met. God your scales are soft…
Brun presses herself closer in SCP-6000's chest and SCP-6000 glows an embarrassed pink.
SCP-6000: Yeah, well, the underside at least. I'm all bumpy up top.
B: They're kinda like nails right? I know a pretty great manicurist in LA. Think they'd let us all out for a spa day?
C smiles.
C: We can dream.
Dr. Green enters the room. B disentangles herself from SCP-6000, who sits at an attentive Aqua. C takes a bite of bagel and raises his eyebrow.
Dr. Green: I'm going to ignore the regulation violations I've just observed in the interest of time. I'm happy to report that we've officially confirmed that the renovations on suite three have been completed, so we'll be moving all of you into more comfortable lodgings shortly.
C: Took 'em some time to put all the cameras in huh?
C is ignored.
Dr. Green: You should know that this upgrade does not come for free. You will be undergoing testing to improve our understanding of the psychic network
SCP-6000 turns a concerned green.
SCP-6000: What kind of testing? An upgraded living situation is not worth-
Dr. Green holds up a hand.
Dr. Green: You shall be given more information shortly. In the meantime, I suggest you pack up your personal effects. You will be moving out at 13:00. That will be all.
Dr. Green leaves.
B lets out a shaky breath.
C shakes his head and puts a hand on her shoulder.
SCP-6000 grips subject B more tightly.
The following log is a recorded administrative meeting between SCP-6000 and Dr. Green. SCP-6000 is seen entering the room with a nod.
An armed security officer stands at attention by Dr. Green's desk. His visor is down.
Dr. Green sits behind her desk and examines SCP-6000 as it enters.
Dr. Green: SCP-6000, you wanted to see me on…
She glances at her notes.
Dr. Green: An administrative matter?
SCP-6000 nods. Its color stays a steady aqua.
SCP-6000: Yes, thank you for making the time.
SCP-6000 retrieves a manila file folder from a small see-through pack on its back and places it on Dr. Green's Desk, rearing up slightly to do so.
SCP-6000: I've done performance evaluations on the three D class subjects that were assigned to me since December. As you can see, none of them have had any violent incidents, and all of them have produced results; compiling several reports each on previously untranslated texts as well as reviewing literature for other foundation projects.
SCP-6000 opens the folder on Dr. Green's desk and points to a specific page.
SCP-6000: I've taken the liberty of filling out the formal paperwork for their promotion to C class research assistants. I recognize that they would need to undergo psych evaluations in order to advance to that level. As such, I seek your approval as head researcher on this project to expedite that process.
Dr. Green Stares blankly at the manila folder for a moment.
She turns back to SCP-6000.
Dr. Green: Your request is denied. Is there anything else?
SCP-6000's scales grow considerably more yellow, though it takes several deep breaths and they fade back to a more composed teal.
SCP-6000: May I ask your reasoning for the denial?
Dr. Green stares at it, impassive.
Dr. Green: Aside from the fact that they are still required in their current testing position? Because what you were proposing would establish a precedent that high performing D class personnel can become full members of the Foundation in spite of their criminal records. That is a potential security risk.
Dr. Green lifts herself out of her chair with her cane and opens the filing cabinet behind her desk. She pulls out a manila folder from it and opens it.
Dr. Green: Your team consists of a man who smuggled anomalies for Marshall, Carter and Dark, a woman who dealt unsafe anomalous drugs to thousands of people, and a former field agent of ours who disobeyed orders endangering the lives of those under him.
Dr. Green closes the folder and turns back to SCP-6000.
Dr. Green: I recognize that these people have done excellent work that has saved lives. I am not blind to your team's efforts. But they are, at the end of the day, very dangerous people. I cannot in good conscience give people like that any measure of freedom.
SCP-6000: People can change. And the precedent of former D class joining the foundation is already well established. Several of the exploration logs I've read have included testing administrators offering-
Dr. Green: A D class may be rewarded for performing admirably in the field by being transferred to a less dangerous post, but once you are a D class that designation cannot be removed. To do so would to compromise the safety of the personnel they work with.
Dr. Green raises an eyebrow.
Dr. Green: Do you believe that these personnel would be safer transferred to an SCP other than SCP-6000?
SCP-6000 grows more yellow, but stays steady on her claws.
SCP-6000: No, thank you doctor.
Dr. Green sits down.
Dr. Green: Will there be anything else?
SCP-6000 nods.
SCP-6000: There is a book that I've left with security that I would recommend being placed in the restricted wing immediately.
Dr. Green: Yes, I was informed that you were concerned about its contents. May I ask why?
SCP-6000: It is a Proto-Daevite textbook on necromancy. I didn't finish translating it, but the sections I did…
SCP-6000 turns deep green with fear, mixed with splotches of brown indicating disgust.
SCP-6000: The first spell I decoded was a way to kill muscle tissue inside a living host to drive them insane with pain as their flesh rotted away from within. The second was a way to merge the corpses of infants into a single mass that could be used as a foot soldier or… pleasuring instrument.
SCP-6000 looks away.
SCP-6000: There is nothing in that book that I can think of that would be usable by anyone with even the faintest shred of a soul. I don't want to destroy knowledge, but I recognize when it is dangerous. Please lock up that book so it can't hurt anyone.
Dr. Green:… I see. I shall see that the tome is secured properly. Good work.
SCP-6000 yellows with irritation.
SCP-6000: Thank you Doctor. I assure you I couldn't have possibly done it without my team.
SCP-6000 leaves.
SCP-6000 is shown sitting in a test chamber. Its scale's are a mix of green and yellow, indicating it is experiencing anxious irritation. Its left foreclaws tap rhythmically against the tile floor
SCP-6000: Can we please hurry this up? I have a possible Alagaddan bestiary that needs some seriously careful examin-
The door to the test chamber is opened and Subject C is wheeled inside, restrained to a chair. The door is sealed. SCP-6000 stops tapping the floor. Its scales turn very dark green.
C: Hi kid.
SCP-6000 turns to the camera in a fast motion, the scales on its back are upraised and bright yellow.
SCP-6000: What the fuck is going on?
Dr. Green's Voice is heard on the intercom.
Dr. Green: SCP-6000, please use your teeth or claws to remove Subject C's left pinky finger.
SCP-6000 is seen backing against the wall, far away from Subject C.
SCP-6000: Okay, no. Absolutely not. You already have all of the data you could ever possibly need on my bite force, you have no reason-
Dr. Green: We are not testing your bite force.
SCP-6000: My empathy then? Because I will sit here and die of dehydration before I fucking dismember a friend for your fucking amusement!
Dr. Green: Lack of cooperation will result in your Privileges-
SCP-6000: Has the ethics committee even been informed of this 'experiment'? Regulations state-
Dr. Green: 5427, this is not a court room. You will comply with my orders or face the consequences.
SCP-6000's scales flash bright yellow… Then change to blue and red.
SCP-6000: "We cannot. They may torture my body, break my bones, even kill me. Then, they will have my dead body — not my obedience."
There is an extended silence.
Dr. Green: Security, please-
C: Wait! Synix, listen to me. I need you to take my finger.
SCP-6000: What!? No!
C: Synix, once upon a time I was a field agent for these suits. I know what happens when you disobey Foundation orders. What you're doing… it's not going to do either of us any good.
SCP-6000 scales flash through a multitude of different colors rapidly.
SCP-6000: This… This crazy Clay… It's not right. I don't think I can…
C: This Isn't about right and wrong Synix. This is about living to fight another day… Please. Just do what they want.
SCP-6000's scales shift to an extremely bright yellow. It extends its claws and slashes them against the concrete wall behind her, leaving approximately two cm grooves.
SCP-6000's scales shift back to green.
SCP-6000: Fuck… Fine.
SCP-6000 tears a small piece of fabric off of Subject C's shirt. It ties the piece of fabric between the subject's proximal phalange and metacarpal. It then begins grinding its right fore-claw against the concrete floor.
Dr. Green: SCP-5-
SCP-6000: Green, if I am doing this, I am doing it right. Let me sharpen my fucking claw.
SCP-6000 finishes its sharpening and. tears another wad of fabric from Subject C's shirt. It offers the bundle to Subject C. Subject C bites down on the wadded cloth with a nod.
SCP-6000 puts its claw around Subject C's finger and turns to the camera, its scales fade to a dark black.
SCP-6000 cracks the joint on subject C's finger backward and severs the skin, muscle, and ligament connecting subject C's finger in a sharp motion. Subject C cries out and bites down hard on the cloth in his mouth. The process takes a full second to complete as the finger's soft tissue require a sawing motion for SCP-6000's claws to cut through.
SCP-6000 raises up the severed finger to the camera.
Subject C spits the cloth out onto the floor.
C: I… Ugh… I formally request immediate medical attention.
Dr. Green: They've already been paged.
Recording ends.
Incident logs for SCP-6000
SCP-6000 is seen sitting in its suite on the couch in its secure suite's small lounge. A film is playing on the small television in front of it.
It is flanked by subjects A and B, also watching the Film.
All the standard lights go out, replaced by the site's red emergency lights.
A: What the-?
There is a large explosion that shakes the room. The camera flickers.
The trio is seen holding their hands/fore-claws up. a gunman wearing a hoodie with a (digitally removed in our recordings) malevolent meme on it is pointing an AK-47 assault rifle at the group.
Gunman: All of you will be coming with-
He is interrupted by Subject C appearing from behind him and smashing a chair over his head.
The gunman slumps to the ground and Subject C snatches up the AK-47, swiftly firing a point blank shot into the gunman's center of mass.
The gunman does not move.
B: Holy shit.
Subject A immediately rushes over and tears the hostile meme on the Gunman's hoodie.
A: Fucking thing was giving me a headache… I get the sense it would be a lot worse without you around Synix. Thanks.
SCP-6000: Uh… Sure. No problem. Who was that guy?
Subject A pulls a .9 mm pistol from the dead gunman's gear and checks it in a practiced motion.
A: No idea. But this might be our chance. If we can get outside the perimeter-
Subject C shakes his head.
C: We'd be shot down instantly. If not by the foundation then by these jokers.
A: Damn it, I have to take that chance. I-
Subject C holds up a bandaged left hand.
C: You need out. Trust me, I get it. But if we run, the Foundation will never stop hunting us. They'll go after everyone we care about to get under our skin, and I know for a fact that's the last thing you want.
A: So what? We just stay here as slaves?
Subject C grins.
C: No. We save the day.
Security footage of the Site-33 conference room shows Dr. Green and Dr. Thompson curled up on the ground sobbing in pain. Their arms and legs are bound with zip ties.
Two gunmen are in the room, dressed in the same uniform as the other assailants. One of them watches their hostages while the other sifts through the research material on the table, apparently looking for something.
The guard on watch is bowled over by SCP-6000. It immediately tears out the assailant's throat with its teeth.
The second assailant looks up. Subject A immediately enters the room and fires his stolen pistol.
The second assailant falls to the floor, dead.
Subject B enters behind him and immediately starts tearing the hoodies of the dead assailants, destroying the harmful memes. Subject C follows close behind, watching the door. SCP-6000 staggers back from the gunman it killed. Its scales are sharp green.
SCP-6000 Holy shit… Okay. I just killed someone. Holy fuck… Clay, you were wrong. This is absolutely nothing like Hunting Quanna.
Subject B pats SCP-6000 on the back.
B: Right there with you. Oy! Commando boys! Is the room clear?
Subject A turns back to B and gestures to the research staff on the floor.
A: No hostiles, but destroying the meme doesn't seem to have brought these folks back. And they sure didn't teach anti-memetic medicine back in MC&D.
B: Shit. Okay, Synix, wipe your face off and hug them.
SCP-6000: What? What are you talking about? What will that do?
B: Your powers work on emotional connection right?
Subject B points to Dr. Thompson.
B: That guy's name is George Thompson. He's got a husband and two kids, one of whom is some sort of violin prodigy. He baked the cookies that showed up in the lounge last week and he's one of the researchers who filed a formal letter of protest over the finger incident. That sound like someone who deserves to suffer?
Subject B is observed to glow pink, indicating embarrassment. It moves toward Dr. Thompson and embraces him. It begins humming softly to the sobbing researcher.
All members of the psychic network are shown to experience brief pain responses, which quickly fade. Dr. Thompson's sobs fade. He stares at SCP-6000.
Dr. Thompson: W-what?
SCP-6000 lays him back down on the floor.
SCP-6000: Hey… Doing okay? I know Personal space violations aren't cool. Also, in order to get you out of that meme fugue I had to shove you in my psychic network which I'm sure is the last thing you wanted-
Dr. Thompson holds up a hand.
Dr. Thompson: Don't worry about it. I appreciate your help SCP-6000. What's our status? Has Epsilon-6 arrived yet? They should have been alerted when the power was cut.
C: Unknown. We know they're breaking into containment cells because they blasted a hole into ours.
Dr. Thompson rushes to the conference room computer terminal.
Dr. Thompson Can your team secure this room? I can try to access the backup security feeds from here to determine-
Dr. Thompson notices Dr. Green still on the floor.
Dr. Thompson: 5427, can you cure her?
SCP-6000 shakes its head.
SCP-6000: Sorry… I… I'm pretty sure it wouldn't work.
Dr. Thompson nods.
Dr. Thompson: Alright then. I'll see if I can't bring the cameras back on line.
C: Don't bother doc! The cavalry's here!
Subject C lowers his weapon and waves out the door.
C: Damn if you boys aren't-
A gunshot is heard.
Subject C collapses to the floor.
SCP-6000 rushes up to Subject C.
SCP-6000: CLAY!
The view from the hallway camera is shown. SCP-6000 stands over the body of subject C.
A strike team from MTF Epsilon-6 stands at the other end of the hall in tactical formation with Weapons drawn.
Epsilon-6 Strike Commander: Move away from the body and get down on ground!
SCP-6000 does not move. Its scales are solid brown.
It begins to sing.
SCP-4527: Semla ji bore gonecha dihuli
Epsilon-6 Strike Commander: I am not asking again! On the ground, now!
SCP-6000's scales begin to glow a soft white. It continues.
SCP-6000: Shoma sifale golasho miduli…
SCP-6000 takes a step forward, bright colors cover its scales, projecting themselves on to the wall. The sound of unknown instruments is recorded with no known origin.
SCP-6000:Shode, bibarone ju gala je…
The strike team lowers their weapons. They later report having felt "deep and inexplicable shame."
The music swells.
SCP-6000: Shoma dielo, shigala de-ray…
The music reaches a soft creshendo. Then it fades away. SCP-6000's scales lose their bright color and grow dark green and brown.
Epsilon-6 Strike Commander: What… What should we do?
SCP-6000 falls at their feet. A tear is observed on its face.
SCP-6000: Please just let him live…
Interview conducted By Dr. Green after the containment breach resulting in SCP-6000 revealing its powers of song.
The video feed shows SCP-6000 muzzled behind an interview table flanked by a pair of security officers.
The video feed is in black and white due to equipment failure following the breach.
Dr. Green enters the room.
Dr. Green: Okay SCP-6000 , here’s how this is going to work. If I hear so much as a note out of you I am going to activate the countermeasures. Nod if you understand.
SCP-6000 is seen nodding its head on the recording and a security officer undoes its muzzle.
SCP-6000: Is Clay okay?
Dr. Green: Subject C is fine, he’s being treated.
SCP-6000: Thank you… I suppose you want to know what that was all about?
Dr. Green: Indeed. You understand of course that your comfortable containment has always hinged on your complete cooperation?
Its coloration cannot be determined, but it does not appear to change in response to Dr. Green's statement.
SCP-6000: I have cooperated. I’ve told you everything I remember about back home. I didn't think the song would do anything. I’ve only ever seen it used by other Korrans, in another dimension. Would you have liked me to provide you with superstitious speculation without data to back it Dr. Green?
Dr. Green: Don't be glib. Now tell me, what was that song?
SCP-6000:… That information's worth something, isn't it?
Dr. Green: You are in no position to bargain.
SCP-6000: Oh, I think I am. And frankly after what happened to Clay, you owe me anyway.
Dr. Green does not appear happy.
Dr. Green: What do you want?
SCP-6000: I want you to stop killing the people I care about. Give them new jobs.
Dr. Green narrows her eyes.
Dr. Green: Your "friends" are D-Class test subjects. You know what that means.
SCP-6000: And because of your tests and security measures, they are literally the only people in this entire dimension that I consider family. So do you want to know what that little ditty was or not?
Dr. Green appears to consider this.
Dr. Green: Very well. This session is being recorded and you have my word. You may consider them C Class Aides to your translation work. I'll come up with a formal title for their unit later. Now talk.
SCP-6000's colors shift.
SCP-6000: Okay, look. When I was a really little girl, my mother… gods, I miss her. She told me that if the monsters from outside ever came I was supposed to sing the song of peace and it would give me enough time to run to safety. When Clay went down I just sort of… reverted.
Dr. Green: That’s it? A moment of childish whimsy spurred a reality altering event?
SCP-6000: I told you what I know.
Dr. Green lets out a long sigh and shakes her head.
Dr. Green: Alright then. Considering you and your pet D-Class saved Thompson, I think we can give you the benefit of the doubt, for now. There will be further testing though. Consider yourself lucky, SCP-6000.
SCP-6000: … Are you ever going to say my name?
Dr. Green shakes her head.
Dr. Green: People get names. Anomalies get numbers.
Interview ends.
Revised Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-6000 is not allowed to leave Foundation facilities without at least four members of Site-33 present. It is not allowed into civilian populated areas under any circumstances.
The entity has been granted provisional L01 Security Access and has been allowed access to the Anomalous Humanoid wing of Site-33. SCP-6000's provisional L01 Security Access does allow it to access non-classified research material, but any access to restricted material must be reported to the Site Director.
Site staff other than members of MTF Epsilon-12C ("The Lizard Pals") are not to engage SCP-6000 in any conversation beyond basic pleasantries or make any other attempt at forming a deeper relationship with it.
Any non-authorized personnel at risk of becoming attached to SCP-6000 are to be transferred to a new site immediately.
The entity is to be housed with MTF Epsilon-12C in a suite of rooms at Site-33. SCP-6000 is to be given access to foundation equipment and approved files when performing research mission duties specified by the Site Director.
SCP-6000 is not to sing outside of designated soundproofed locations under any circumstance.
Site Director Nakamura's Note: Thaumaturgical analysis of the type blue abilities used to breach our security showed a similar signature to that found at SCP-6000's recovery site.
The book stolen by the assailants was titled "The Songs of Dancing Colors".
SCP-6000's good will seems genuine, but whatever this group is, there is something about it they do not want us to know.
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DATE: 10 May 2021 02:55
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXX is to be contained in SCP-XXX-1, a container specifically constructed for the purpose of containing SCP-XXX. SCP-XXX-1 is an unmovable cone shaped spacetime wormhole created during a ██████████, by ██████ █████, containing a ██████. SCP-XXX-1 may only contain one individual at one time, once a humanoid is put into SCP-XXX-1, through unknown means, they are unable to exit SCP-XXX-1 until another humanoid is put in, at which point the original humanoid is ejected an unpredictable distance out of the container. (4) Armed Personnel must guard the entrance to SCP-XXX-1 at all times, to prevent unauthorized individuals from entering, and potentially damaging, or even neutralizing the fragile nature of SCP-XXX-1 & SCP-XXX, until a safer protocol of containment can be devised.
(50) Armed personnel should be stationed within the area of SCP-XXX-1, in preparation for a containment breach. The environment of SCP-XXX-1 must be enclosed with special foundation-grade anti-LiDAR material, to prevent entities from seeking out SCP-XXX. Due to the inconvenient location of SCP-XXX-1, fake mountainous terrain mined out from a local quarry in ████████ must also coat the site of SCP-XXX-1 topographically. SCP-XXX-1's exterior structure is dimming by nearly 30% every year in containment, expected to burn out in the year 2022, suggesting that the method by which SCP-XXX-1 functions is failing, the state of SCP-XXX within the anomaly is unknown, but it is implied time flows incorrectly, because of the ██████, present in SCP-XXX-1. SCP-XXX is contained psychically, and should have (3) Psychically Enabled personnel use a psychic coil to hold SCP-XXX in containment, while also keeping tabs on the whereabouts of SCP-XXX through the coil if SCP-XXX were to successfully activate an SCP-XXX escape attempt, SCP-XXX is to be treated with no remorse due to repeated escape attempts.
Description: SCP-XXX is capable of escaping every containment medium with an exponential rate of success, regardless of how they were contained. The percent of success seems to divide itself based on SCP-XXX's mood every two weeks, however the chance of escape cannot drop beneath one in one million, even outside containment. SCP-XXX is also capable of escaping against its own will, but a majority of the time, it will observe the container in which is it trapped in, will think about previous escape attempts, then will repeatedly attempt to trigger a selected escape event roughly 120 times per minute by using select methods based on the situation it is in, up from 60 times per minute in 2019 since initial containment, successful event activations will be acronymized as SEA's.
SCP-XXX will generally avoid charismatic individuals, avoid bargaining, and avoid any external influence by any means necessary. Through forced conversations, psychic interrogation, escape attempts, and other disciplinary actions, a person file was constructed on SCP-XXX, containing personal family details, life history, and [REDACTED], specifically for the purposes of understanding how to improve SCP-XXX's mood to further divide successful escape event activations. The file has been hidden due to the risk that SCP-XXX poses externally, and internally to containment of SCP-XXX. The document will not be appended until SCP-XXX has been properly contained or otherwise handled, and is only available to the individuals, and the current entity overseeing all individuals related to SCP-XXX, assigned by site director ██████.
Addendum: [Optional additional paragraphs]
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DATE: 10 May 2021 01:42
Item 23345: SCP-23345, Inspira
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-23345 is kept in a standard room of 12 Ft. by 18 Ft. walls of concrete with two windows by the door. One camera has been placed inside of the room and one level 2 personal is to check the footage every hour. Though security past this seems to be unnecessary.
As the SCP seems to be safe and obedient, the requests made so far to decorate and accommodate its room have been accepted, allowing it to see out the windows and have a table with a music box, and occasionally some sketch pads and pencils.
Description: SCP 23345, also known as Inspira, is a 5'0 tall pale mannequin (made of hard plastic and typical materials found within store mannequins) with a short and straight black wig that goes to the shoulders and has long straight bangs that reach the floor.
The figure has gold eyes and and wears a simple pink dress with the bottom being more like a tutu than a normal skirt, seemingly always staying up and rounded despite the elements.
The figure also has simple black slippers and a strange glowing gold star approximately 3 inches wide and 3 inches tall made of hard glass where a person's heart would typically be, only on the outside.
Addendum/Location: SCP 23345 was first found in Turku Finland at a small abandoned house in seemingly the middle of nowhere. The figure was discovered when a government house inspector went to observe and decide whether to tear down or resell the establishment.
The inspector then found SCP 23345 in what seemed to be a young women's room, laying on the bed with who seemed to be the owner of the room unconscious with her knees on the floor and her arms on the bed, her head laid on them.
The inspector went to wake her up, only to find that she wouldn't arise no matter what he did. Checking her pulse, the inspector was surprised to find her dead, a small and peaceful smile and a few dried trails of tears on her face.
When police arrived they immediately went to examine the body, finding no wounds or signs of distress. Assuming a rare heart attack (as the women seemed quite young and healthy), the police took her to the morgue as the rest of the team examined the area. Other than a normal room, there of course lie SCP 23345, out of place.
One officer, by the name of [REDACTED], wearily approached the figure and spotted a note in the figure's clasped hands. Taking the note, the officer read it out loud to their colleague;
"I'm glad whoever is reading this is here, as that means someone can finally see my work. I will make this note quick, as not much is important here. All I ask is that you, for my last wish, read this to my dear creation, my last inspiration, Inspira."
The note ended simply with;
"You are my star, shine bright."
Upon reading this the officer and those around them were left confused, as not only did this not make sense, but this hinted towards the women knowing and even possibly having a say in her own death.
Before anyone could speak, there came a voice bellow the officer holding the note, and the room was left speechless as what appeared to be a lifeless doll came to life, sitting up and opening their eyes.
"Morning my star, did you finally wake up? Oh…you don't appear to be my creator, where is she?"
Abilities:
Ironically, SCP 23345 has been known to inspire and bring joy to others. Unnaturally so. Even those most depressed and anxious have been said to felt good enough to eat or sleep after having just stayed in the room for five minutes.
SCP 23345 also has the abilities to enhance skills. While it specialists in dancing itself, it seems to be able to help anyone get better rather quickly at their craft with just a few confident and kind words.
Though besides this, it seems to be a normal being, only ever behaving kindly and offering support. Seemingly created to be an inspiration and joy bringer to those around her.
When questioned whether it would ever hurt another or has, SCP 23345 showed great sadness and distress at the very thought. Stating that it was built to help, not hurt.
Note: It should also be noted that it displays a lack of fear when faced or told of other SCP's, accepting them all as they are.
Final Note: Strangely enough, though many SCP's acknowledge or may even interact with each other, SCP's who have met SCP have shown the same treatment towards it as they would normal personal and d-class, even going as far as to get aggressive.
When asked how other SCP's felt regarding SCP 23345, many have seemed either confused or annoyed, somehow only seeing it as a human despite its obviously artificial being. No matter who or what is asked, the answer is the same.
SCP 23345 is no more human than the others.
When this was discovered, experiments were taken to confirm whether or not SCP was somehow associated with humans/souls. The first was having it go through many of the tests the d-class have, tests that only worked on humans or who had human-like souls.
All were successful, confirming the chances of it somehow inheriting its creators soul, a theory Dr. Simon Glass had brought up and many agreed to.
When this was brought up with the SCP 23345 itself, they expressed sadness's yet not surprise, saying its creator was a giving women, someone who wanted to help people despite feeling as though she never could.
Seems like she finally has.
.
Requests to use SCP 23345 in tests along with the d-class due to her resilience and lack of fear have been considered.
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DATE: 09 May 2021 23:59
The Society for Chartering the Paranatural: California Chapter
Anomaly Case #: SCP-5XXX
Supernatural Case Procedures: You have no destiny
Description: Entity 5XXX is God.
God is after me.
The sun, the stars, the born and the buried.
From every cell, God flows out
And I, the arrogant, in my haste
Did not realize I was running in a desert
Having never moved an inch
God is after me.
How could I, born an iron ore
A crib of fire
Think myself anything but a sword
Seed to a tree, whisper to a cacophony
But I thought instead to overthrow this precariously made web instead
An overthrower of order; an attempted homicide of stability
Chaos' forsaken son; a beacon attempting to engulf others in my evil fire
Now I look, and realize I'm not even a cell
Now wrath comes against me
And I realize that Time is but the chains of God
God is after me
The sun burns hotter now on me.
The air wants to choke me.
Time… dragging me closer to finality….
I had no destiny: caught in a current
Hell was how it would always end for me.
To think I could protest my fate.
This is my late revelation
I will not leave a disturbance of dust.
I will not even leave a smudge of existence
My grave will never have been built; my cradle long destroyed
I am but a….
A footstep!
My annihilation
I could never run
GOD IS HERE
The preceding text was found on a piece of paper at Impact Phenomena Site 5XXX, seemingly unaffected by the reality-warping effect of the giant masses of flesh, bones, and viscera surrounding it.
When turned around, another message was discovered, which has been transcribed below.
Q: How do you bait a Deity?
A: Flattery
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DATE: 09 May 2021 23:58
Anomaly Case #: SCP-5XXX
Anomaly Range Class: Worldwide
Anomaly Disruption Class: Flame
Anomaly Danger Class: Caution
VERDICT: Chaos - Hole in the Sky
Description: The covered phenomenon under SCP-5XXX (also known as "Incarnation") is a random and worldwide phenomenon that occurs in the night, involves two inactive cars parked outside in a close proximity. The stages of an "Incarnation" event are listed below:
1) Two cars suddenly begin to move on their own
2) Two cars leave to an empty area where there is not much humans nearby
3) The cars begin to drive around in a circle, before positioning themselves on the opposite side.
4) The cars flash their headlights at each other three times, before they begin to attempt to ram at each other. This will go on until one of the cars become inactive, signifying "death" and defeat
5) The victorious cars will flash its headlight three times at the defeated car, before going inactive.
6) Shortly afterwards, the defeated car is observed to rust immediately, before collapsing onto the ground. Flowers of many variable colors will grow from the defeated car.
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DATE: 09 May 2021 23:17
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXX is to be contained in an undisclosed environmental timespace anomaly, using a generally relativistic cone-like spacetime structure that is unbreakable, and untouchable, inheriting a blue sky-like elegiac space that is visible from outside the cone. This cone is irreplaceble due to how it was made, but other options are being looked into, and needs to be moved using a special tool that is relevant to the anomalous creation of the container. This cone will be referred to as SCP-XXX-1, and the tool used to move SCP-XXX-1, will be referred to as SCP-XXX-2, henceforth. SCP-XXX-1 must be constantly observed by on-site foundation personel clerance level-2 or higher, as it can be seen shedding luminosity, at an unpredictable rate overtime, suggesting the medium of containment is failing, weakeing, or might even neutralize SCP-XXX, methods of retrival, and other methods containment are currently underway.
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DATE: 09 May 2021 19:32
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from { max-height: 0%; }
to { max-height: 100%; }
}
@keyframes bottomup {
from { top: 100px; }
to { top: 0; }
}
@keyframes expand1 {
from { opacity: 0; clip-path: inset(0 calc(100% - 0.75rem) 0 0);}
to { opacity: 1; clip-path: inset(0);}
}
@keyframes iconslide {
from { opacity: 0; transform: translateX(-5rem);}
to { opacity: 1; transform: translateX(0);}
}
@keyframes expand2 {
from { opacity: 0; max-width: 1%;}
to { opacity: 1; max-width: 100%;}
}
@keyframes fade {
from { opacity: 0;}
to { opacity: 1;}
}
@keyframes flowIn {
from { opacity: 0; transform: translateY(20px); }
to { opacity: 1; transform: translateY(0); }
}
@keyframes arrowspin {
from { clip-path: circle(0%); transform: rotate(135deg); }
to { clip-path: circle(75%); transform: rotate(0deg); }
}
@keyframes nodegrow {
from { transform: scale(0);}
to { transform: scale(1);}
}
@keyframes diamondBorder {
from { box-shadow: -0.5rem -20rem 0 0 rgb(var(--black-monochrome, 12, 12, 12)); }
to { box-shadow: -0.5rem 0 0 0 rgb(var(--black-monochrome, 12, 12, 12)); }
}
:root {
--posX: calc(50% - 358px - 12rem);
}
/*--- Footnote Auto-counter --*/
#page-content {
counter-reset: megacount;
}
/*--- Footnote Superscript Number --*/
.fnnum {
display: inline-block;
text-indent: calc(-1% - 0.1em);
overflow: hidden;
line-height: 83%;
text-decoration: none;
font-weight: bold;
font-style: initial;
color: transparent;
position: relative; top: -0.25em; font-size: 82%;
padding: .15em calc(.21em - 0.4px) .12em calc(.11em - 1px);
margin-left: -0.06em;
margin-right: -0.25em;
counter-increment: megacount;
user-select: none;
}
.fnnum::after {
content: "" counter(megacount);
color: var(--fnColor, #E6283C);
}
.fnnum:hover {
text-decoration: none;
cursor: pointer;
background-color: var(--fnColor, #E6283C);
}
.fnnum:hover::after { color: white; }
/*--- Footnote Content Wrapper --*/
.fncon {
position: absolute;
right: calc(var(--posX) + 80px);
line-height: 1.2;
padding: 0.82rem;
width: 10.3rem;
background: white;
border: 2px solid black;
font-weight: initial;
font-style: initial;
text-align: initial;
pointer-events: none;
opacity: 0;
transition: opacity 0.15s linear, right 0.3s cubic-bezier(.08,.72,.5,.94);
z-index: 9;
}
.fnnum:hover + .fncon {
opacity: 1;
right: var(--posX);
}
.fncon::before {
position: absolute;
top: 0; left: 0;
transform: translateX(-52%) translateY(-55%) scale(1.15);
background-color: var(--fnColor, #E6283C);
color: white;
content: counter(megacount);
font-size: initial;
font-weight: bold;
font-style: initial;
padding-left: 0.32em; padding-right: 0.32em;
padding-top: 0.18rem; padding-bottom: 0.08rem;
}
/*--- Mobile Query --*/
@media only screen and (max-width: 1279px) {
.fncon {
position: fixed;
bottom: 1.3rem;
left: calc(11% - 50px);
width: 70%;
transition: opacity 0.15s linear, left 0.3s cubic-bezier(.08,.72,.5,.94);
}
.fnnum:hover + .fncon {
left: 11%;
}
}