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DATE: 14 Mar 2021 10:37

SCP-XXXX during initial recovery and containment

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be contain in a 7x7x7 meter aquarium in site-16 and has to be fed live fish weekly, any instance of SCP-XXXX-1 is to be contained and monitored until its has been neutralized

SCP-XXXX in containment

Description: SCP-XXXX is an 8 meter long Chinese giant salamander from the Cryptobranchidae family with light blue eyes, SCP-XXXX has the ability to transform anything into SCP-XXXX-1 once instance of SCP-XXXX-1 appear SCP-XXXX cannot create another SCP-XXXX-1 until the original SCP-XXXX-1 is killed, it can create a pocket dimension serving as its place to sleep and hibernate during winter, when it feel threaten SCP-XXXX can turn its self invisible to hide its self from threat.
SCP-XXXX-1 is a 1 meter long axolotl with an ability to communicate through telepathy ,
SCP-XXXX-1 can teleport itself to any body of water for a limited amount time before its teleport
back to its original place.
Below are the interview between Dr,james vince and SCP-XXXX-1

+ Interview log of SCP-XXXX-1

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DATE: 14 Mar 2021 08:27

The image above displays the first menu upon entry.

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: All devices with mint or official copies of SCP-XXXX are to be factory reset, and/or completely wiped of all data. If this does not work, the phone's SIM Card is to be destroyed.

Under any circumstance regarding SCP-XXXX's implementation on regular media, the foundation are to follow procedures that will result in it being removed from commonly accessible outlets (e.g Removing from the app or play store on mobile devices, or to sniff out links leading to third party downloads of the app.

Information on these procedures is forbidden from lower I.T staff, as they require high amount of digital experience so as not to damage the attacked devices beyond a reparable state.

Description: Upon first impression, SCP-XXXX is a 12.2GB application, with a gray CD representing it's icon. When opened, a menu clarifying what itself is, is displayed (See above).

Addendum: [Optional additional paragraphs]

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DATE: 13 Mar 2021 17:53

An artistic sketch of SCP-XXXX by Monny. M. Walker

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: Due to the nature of SCP-XXXX, this anomaly cannot be contained. Therefore no containment procedures will be held.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a humanoid entity with an height of approximately 2.2 meters. SCP-XXXX has the body structure of a lean human male and its skin tone seems to be the color of vermillion. SCP-XXXX's face has no human like qualities including no ears or nose and no hair on its head neither body. It’s eyes and mouth are black sockets in the shape of ovals. It also is known that it can see through the black sockets for its eyes. The entity also has two horns attached to its head and two more attached to its jaw. The entity also bears the appearance of an demon or devil. Suspended above SCP-XXXX's head, seems to be a black halo that has fourteen obsidian like crystal shards hanging all around it. Like a crown. On the entity’s forehead, it has a singular obsidian crystal shard pierced through its skin, identical to the ones on its halo. SCP-XXXX wears human like clothing(predominantly male's) which includes of an all-black men's suit, red shirt and a black tie with all black men's suit shoes and a black belt. SCP-XXXX's hands are indistinguishable from a humans except its hands are abnormally larger than the average humans and are very slender as you can see its veins and knuckles despite it being abnormally large. The entity’s claws are approximately 10in in length and the color of its claws are all black.

Note: Any other information on SCP-XXXX's weight, rather it can communicate etc are unknown

INCIDENT-XXXX-01: There are five victims of the SCP-XXXX incident and only one survived and that was Priest Monny. M. Walker. Monny Walker and the victims were first found by the foundation from a 911 phone call by Monny Walker. The four of the victims of SCP-XXXX's attack, bodies were scattered all over the floor of the church and the fifth victim was being held in Monny Walkers arms, deceased. Monny Walker however, seemed to still be alive as he was just resting with the fifth victim in his arms. Four of the victims all had deep lacerations in the look of a scratch mark in different places on their bodies². The victims wounds exposed, ripped flesh, ripped muscles, ripped tendons and bone including, rib cages, femur, the mandible etc. The victims has been taken by the foundation and transported to site-██ and as well as Monny Walker for investigation. It has been conducted that the victims have died from, blood loss, organ failure, a heart attack and cardiac arrest. The victims also had blood residue leaking from their eyes, and their sclera were bloodshot red with a lot noticeable veins. Any other information on the victims families including Monny Walker family is classified.

Discovery: SCP-XXXX was first discovered by Monny. M. Walker at Church of Satan in ██████, Texas on March, █, 2021 at approximately 3:19pm.

INTERVIEW LOG:

Interviewed: Priest Monny. M. Walker

Interviewer: Dr. Ayana Addison

Foreword: Subject Monny. M. Walker explained everything that happened of the SCP-XXXX incident in this interview

<Begin Log>
[Monny Walker walks into the room]

Dr. Addison: Hello, please have a seat.

[ Monny Walker sits down]

Dr. Addison: State your full name?

Monny Walker:……….Monny Mason Walker.

Dr. Addison: Alright Mr. Walker. Mind telling me what happened?

Monny Walker: What happened? Hell, you mean what shouldn’t have happened. But yes, I will tell you everything. But first, please believe what I'm about to tell you. I still can't even believe it, but you have to trust me.

Dr. Addison: Of course.

Monny Walker: I am a Satanist Priest of a church called Church of Satan that I held a sermon for today. I remember everything happening so fast I couldn’t even believe it myself and I still don't. But this all-started there and with this book.

[Monny Walker holds a book up to Dr. Addison so she can see then places it back in his lap]

Dr. Addison: I was curious about that book when you first came in here, please tell me what it's about and how did it affect what happened?

Monny Walker: Oh, this book? This book is my creation and as well the epitome of my downfall. This book is full of drawings by me of demon gods, lords, symbols, chants anything a Satanist like myself enjoy doing and as well as my friends love doing….well, loved doing. But as you said, how did this book affect what happened? I'll tell you. Early this morning I was talking with my wife about how I wanted her to accompany me at sermon today. My wife mind you doesn’t fully agree with what I'm doing, she always felt weirded out by my lifestyle into satanism. But I still loved her more than anything, as did she. So, she agreed to come along but she will have one exception.

Dr. Addison: What was that?

Monny Walker: A gun. She told me she would bring a gun and keep it hidden in her purse for safety precautions. But I was confused as to why she needed a gun until she told me why. She said, “If a demon shows up, I'm killing it and I mean it Monny.” I chuckled a little at her reasoning because she sounded silly, but then I understood. My wife isn't Satanist she isn't even into satanism like I am. She was once a Christian but she isn't one any more. This was also the first time my wife was coming to one of my sermons in two years ever since my church has begun. I always ask her do she wants to come with me to my sermons every Sunday after noon. Of course, the answer is always no. But today….she changed. It was like she finally trusted me and my lifestyle. But even I don’t think what I'm even doing is right. But she never judged me and I never judged her. So, I agreed for her to bring the gun. But I knew we would be safe though because no one has ever been harmed during my sermons since I started, or any satanic sermons across the world. Neither has any demons appeared right? but somehow…. I was wrong. We made our way to the church. There are five members apart of my church including me. They all joined about a year ago. I rarely get any new members or visitors so I just made the church private. But those members are like me; they love the devil and are into satanism. We became so close that I started calling them friends instead of followers. My wife hasn’t met them yet until today, but I used to always tell her about them.

Dr. Addison: What were those “member’s” first and last names? and as well as your wife's?.

Monny Walker: ████ Johnson, █████ Winston, █████ Campbell, ███████ Smith and Annie Walker.

[Dr. Addison proceeds to write the names on her note book]

Dr. Addison: Thank you for that. Now please continue.

Monny Walker: Upon arrival to the church, my wife greeted all my friends and they all greeted my wife back. They talked for about 10 minutes sitting down in the pews until I finished setting up the procedures for the sermon today. And I can swear I heard █████ asking my wife questions about satanism saying “do you know about it?” etcetera, etcetera, just straight talking a hole through her head. Haha……. she was a very talkative person I can tell you that.

Dr. Addison: What were the procedures for the sermon?

Monny Walker: I would light six candles and then I would grab my golden pot that has goat blood in it, and I would create a pentagram on the floor above the alter and demonic symbols with the goat blood with my fingers. I then would place each of the six candles around the pentagram. Then we began the sermon.

Dr. Addison: I see, for me personally I am not interested with that type of life. But continue, if you will.

Monny Walker: Before I started, I pulled my wife away from my talkative friends and told her “You don’t have to participate in what we are about to do.” And she said, “What are you guys about to do?." I told her, “We are about to chant thirteen demon names and give them praise like saying things like “I give you praise _." or “I call upon thee amazing _ etcetera." I remember the look on her face. She looked absolutely scared and was already wanting to leave, but the only thing holding her back is her love for me. But you will soon see why that she had every right to feel that way. I patted her shoulder, easing the tension. And gave her a quick kiss on her forehead. I then told her, "Everything is going to be ok. This would be cool and you might even enjoy satanism yourself.” But who would've thought that the last words I'll ever say to my wife, would be a lie.

Dr. Addison: ……..

Monny Walker: She then smiled at me and nod and headed back to the pew with the others. I then walked upon the alter and sat my book down on the podium. I then opened my book to page 13 and told everyone the first demon’s name and to begin chanting it.

[Monny Walker nods to the book in his lap]

Dr. Addison: What's on page 13?

Monny Walker: The demon names.

Dr. Addison: Hmmm.

Monny Walker: There are thirteen demon names on that page that I said we will be chanting one by one for approximately six minutes with our eyes closed. Time has passed and my wife seemed to be getting the hang of this as we have chanted and gave praise to five demons so far.

Dr. Addison: Mind telling me where you got these names from?

Monny Walker: I got it from the one and only █████ Winston. █████ had gotten the names from a witch doctor he is a friend of, a week ago. I must admit I was surprised at first, it was strange but very surprising. I never met a witch doctor before so I always wondered where █████ found them. He told me the names and I wrote them in my book. Today was also the first day we would be saying them. I do other things during my original sermons which would last about three hours but I wanted to do something short and small. But little did I know, that decision would change my entire life.

Dr. Addison: Do you perhaps know the name of this “witch doctor”?

Monny Walker: Her name is █████ ████.

Dr. Addison: I see, continue.

Monny Walker: Now it was time for the sixth demon's name. But before I could begin the chanting, I felt a shift in the air. It felt like something……ungodly. But I brushed it off and told everyone the sixth demons name and to began chanting it. I closed my eyes and began along with my wife and friends. I don’t know how long it's been since we started the chant but it probably could have been approximately three minutes or so. And then I slightly opened my eyes to check on everyone, still chanting. And then that’s when I saw that…….THING standing in front of the entrance door just staring at me. At all of US!

Dr. Addison: What thing? What did you see?

Monny Walker: That son of a BITCH that caused all of this!

Dr. Addison: Tell me more.

Monny Walker: I opened my eyes fully, and stared in shock as it stared back at me with those black-void ovals like eyes……or sockets? hell I don’t know, just know that, that fucker isn't human. I screamed and everyone stopped their chanting to see why I screamed. I remember yelling “WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!” and slowly pointed at that demon. Everyone turned their heads to where I was pointing at and froze in shock and horror it was like no one could move. It was like we were all stuck. And during that moment, I remember feeling a feeling that no human should ever feel. I'm a Satanist priest so I shouldn’t have been scared or shocked right? This should be totally normal? Nah…..I wasn’t used to that shit.

Dr. Addison: What did you feel?

Monny Walker: …..I felt the feeling of immense fear, the fear that will make you not move a muscle. It's that kind of fear when someone has a gun to your head and you visually see them slowly pushing their finger down on the trigger. Knowing…… you’re going to die. I remember that and so did my wife and so did my friends. And during that moment, I remember hearing my own heart just hammering in my chest from fear and hearing my own blood just gushing around in my body like I was actually inside of it. It was similar to someone having tinnitus but this is without the ringing and this was ten times worse. It didn't hurt though, it was just very uncomfortable and I was hearing it the whole time that thing was there. I then remember everyone being in shock or paralyzed to even move. It was a weird feeling but extremely terrifying. It was like sleep paralysis but we were awake. I don't remember how long we was just staring at the demon in silence, but it felt like an eternity. █████ was the first to break the silence though. He said, "………What….THE FUCK….IS THAT." And as soon as he said that, the demon freaking teleported or disappeared from where it was standing and re-appeared right in front of him and slashed the right side his face with its claws. He didn't even have time to react and neither did we as the demon did it so fast. █████ blood and flesh splattered all over the floor and on the pentagram and as well blowing out the candles. The demon then looked at its hand which was drenched with his blood and his flesh between its claws, and waved its hand in a wiping motion, and splashed it on the wall with an sickening splat. I then remember hearing █████ scream a most horrendous scream I have ever heard in my life and then falling on the ground. We all looked at him with shock and saw that half of his jaw was exposed and his right eye was cut open from the demon's attack. I then remember after he fell to the ground he then was gasping for air and clenching his chest like something was choking him all while screaming. And after about six seconds of his gasping and screaming in agony, he then went silent and his body stopped moving. I was scared as hell. I remembered thinking “Did I just watch █████ die.” I was confused and shocked as to what the fuck was going on. I almost burst into tears. It felt like everything was moving so slow. I can't tell if it was from shock or something else but I snapped out of it by my wife's, █████, ████ and █████'s screaming. I looked for my wife and she was by a wall with the gun in her hand and her purse on the floor. And the other two ran to go hide underneath the pews. █████ Campbell however, made a deadly mistake. She ran towards the entrance door, opening it trying to escape. But before she could step out of the church, that demon watched her as she tried to escape and suddenly vanished were it was standing and re-appeared behind her. It stuck it's hand through her back and into her stomach and I remember feeling so sick at the sight as it gripped its claws and ripped her entire stomach in a swiping motion. Her blood, a piece of her spine, everything just gushed out on the floor. The demon retrieved its hand and just looked at her while she dropped on the ground in her own pool of blood, screaming in agony. The demon looked at its hand and I could tell it was holding on to something. When I tell you I was on the verge of throwing up, I was. The demon was holding one of her intestines and threw it at a wall making an awful splat sound when hit. █████ was somehow still alive though but just in excruciating pain. She was as well gasping and screaming like something was choking her as well. Just like █████ did. She then stopped screaming after again about six seconds, then died. I couldn't take seeing another friend die so I told my wife “SHOOT IT ANNIE!!." She hesitated to shoot with tears in her eyes. I could see that she was still in shock from seeing █████ and █████ die, but she shook her head, snapping herself out of it and fired two bullets. I then remember seeing that thing look away from █████ 's body and looking in her direction. It then looked down at its body where the bullets went. It was a small hole in its chest and a small hole in its hand. I remember thinking “Did we just kill a fucking demon?.” But something was off, it didn’t even flinch nor bleed from the bullets and in that moment, I knew shit was about to go down and as soon as I knew. The demon's skin was re-growing back to its original state. It took the bullets like it was nothing!

Dr. Addison: So, this “demon” can kill with its claws and can also regenerate? aka has a healing factor?

Monny Walker: I still can't believe it myself. I ain’t never seen no type of shit like that it in all my years living and being a Satanist. Only way I seen stuff like that happen was in movies and animations NOT in real life. But yes……I guess it does.

Dr. Addison: Continue.

Monny Walker: I remembered my jaw dropping and I said to myself, “IT CAN FUCKING HEAL!?." The demon then stepped over █████'s body and closed the church entrance door. It was like it wanted us trapped. It was like it was enjoying this traumatizing moment, as it then turned around looking at my wife and I knew shit was about to get ugly. But before I could even warn my wife or even try to run towards her to get her away, that demon didn't vanish and re-appeared this time, but instead it ran full speed, like a human. Claws ready to attack at my wife and slashed her in the chest. She as well didn’t have any more bullets left as she tried to shoot it before it attacked, but nothing came out but a sad click. She gave an ear-piercing scream and fell to the ground dropping the gun, as her blood splattered all over the walls. The demon picked up the gun and crushed it with all its strength turning it to nothing but bits of pieces of metal. But that’s when I knew It was happening again, that slow Mo-fast feeling, that feeling that you can't move. I can't really explain it, but it was like that. But this time…. I couldn’t snap out of it. I watched so helplessly as my wife bled on the ground, gasping for air. But I couldn’t move to go help her and it wasn’t like I couldn’t move because of its powers, at least I don’t think. But I think it was because I was so scared and I didn’t know what to do. I already saw what that demon did to my friends, so I knew……I couldn't help her. My friends got from underneath the pews and tried to run away but failed miserably as that demon ended up slashing the both of them. And of course they fell to the ground, screaming. But my attention wasn’t on the demon itself or my friends, it was on my wife as I looked into her bloodshot agape eyes. She couldn't even speak nor call out my name as she arched her back, clenching her shirt while screaming and gasping in pain. I watched her will my eyes welling was up with tears. I knew I couldn't save her so I immediately hid behind the podium. I couldn't bear to see her like that. I couldn't bear to see any of it. I remember hearing everyone's screaming which felt like forever and I tried to calm my racing heart. But before I knew it, everything went silent.

Dr. Addison: So, you mean to tell me after the attack they all fell down on the ground from the pain and they were all gasping for air like something was choking them and then after about six seconds they all suddenly died? Like a heart attack, right? or someone being in cardiac arrest?

Monny Walker:………yeah just like that. I'm sorry if I cant explain it clearly but I'm just as confused as you are.

Dr. Addison: Hmmm, Is there anything more to this?

Monny Walker:………..I remembered crying while still hiding behind the podium hoping that thing doesn’t kill me. And for the first time in my life, I actually hoped that even God will save me. But it seemed to me that I didn’t need any saving, as I was unharmed. I opened my eyes to the bloodied, putrid smelling, now slaughtered house and stood up. I looked around and caught that thing standing by the entrance door. It was still there! just staring at me. It didn’t even harm me, it just stared at me will the blood of my friends and wife's dripped off their claws and bloody hands and leaking on the floor surrounded by their corpses, blood, everything. I remember staring back at it and saying out loud, shaking. “Why?.” It didn't reply but I knew I was helpless to stop it, and It knew too. It turned around and opened the entrance door and walked out into the open. It then vanished into thin air, leaving the door agape. When it left, I couldn't hear my heart and blood anymore. It was like it just vanished when the demon left. But during that moment I don't think I noticed it until now because my first instinct was to go to my wife. And as I did, I laid on the bloodied floor next to her. I lifted her up in my lap and wrapped my arms around her tightly, kissing her forehead as there was no life left in her. I remember yelling with all my might, “SOMEBODY PLEASE….HELP ME…..HELP US”. My voice cracked as I cried. And In that moment, I knew that my wife was right all along. I should have never gotten into satanism nor should I have exposed her to it. I remember feeling so empty and hated everything in existence even the Devil and God. I remember turning her lifeless face over to me and giving her blood smeared lips a long kiss. I told myself, “Would any of this had happened if I never got into religion?.” “Why did the devil send a demon to harm me, knowing that I praise him?." "I've been doing this shit for so long and never ever had this happen before so why did it happen now?." I looked at all my friends bodies scattered all over the floor and couldn't take any of this shit anymore. So many thoughts were racing in my head and I just couldn’t think. I put my wife back down on the floor and got up and walked to her purse to find her phone. I left my phone at the house and I didn't want to drive to the police station and just leave them there. So, I got her phone and dialed 911. I told the operator the address of the church and about the demon and my friends and wife. Somehow the operator sounded like he believed me and like they seen shit like this before and I remember feeling a little relaxed. They told me to stay where I was and wait until help arrived. I then got off the phone and walked back to my wife, wrapping my arms around her again, waiting for the police. I remember whispering "I am sorry." to my wife and friends and slowly drifted off to sleep hoping that this was all nothing but a nightmare, still holding my wife close to me. I don't know how long its been since I sleeping but I do remember feeling someone tap on my shoulders. I woke up and the police officers were there. I looked down at my wife, still seeing that she was dead and remembering feeling so hopeless again. I gently put my wife back down on the floor and stood up to talk to the police. I told them once again what had happened and they got the bodies off the floor and put them in an ambulance. They told me to come with them and I did. I first grabbed my book off the podium and left the church in a police car. And now, I'm here and I remember everything. It wasn’t no nightmare. It was real. My wife's gone and my friends are gone. I have nothing left to lose. But after all of that, I still remembered one question I told myself. And I think that question is one of the most important questions in my life. I thought to myself, “Did I ever start getting into satanism because I enjoyed it or was it because I just wanted to believe in something because I don’t believe in myself to do anything in life?.” I also keep thinking, “What if it killed me instead of them?.” and “Why didn’t it kill me, why did it let me live?." It's crazy though, it was like that demon wanted me to see that shit. I still can't believe it. Now that demon is out and about and is probably killing someone else right now as we speak and I don’t even know where? I can't even save them, I couldn’t even safe my own friends or my wife. I was so helpless. I just wished none of this ever happened. Why did my wife marry me if she didn’t like my lifestyle? It could have saved her to not even marry me and ignored my flirtatious remarks in the first place when we first met. Why did she have to be so hard headed and let me marry her? Why did she even love me? This is all my fault.

[Monny Walker places his face in his palms and began sobbing]

Dr. Addison: My condolences to you, that was a lot to unpack there. But please forgive me for the sudden questioning as I need to ask you some questions, what did this “demon” look like? Try to describe it as good as possible.

[Monny Walker lifts his head up and wipes his face and nods]

Monny Walker: It…..It looked sort of like a king, Like an emperor of hell of some sort. It had a black halo suspended above its head moving everywhere it went. On the halo it had some sort of black crystal shards hanging all around it, like a crown. Its skin tone was the color red, like blood all over its body. It had the body of a human male a very lean one though. I couldn’t see any big muscles on the thing but it looked somewhat muscular. Its face was nothing like a humans. It had oval like black sockets for the eyes and mouth similar to the expression of Ghost Face or Van Gough’s ‘The Scream’ painting. It had no nose nor ears. But I'm pretty sure the thing can hear, maybe it even has good hearing, I don’t know. Anyways, on its head It had two horns on top and two horns located on each side of its jaw, one on the left and one on the right. It also had one black crystal shard similar to the ones on its halo, pierced in its forehead. The thing wore a black men's suit, red shirt and a black tie with all black men's suit shoes and a black belt. Its hands were also like a humans but it was enormous and very slender you can see the knuckles and veins through its skin. Its claws were long as hell and super sharp too. I'd say it was approximately a good 10 inches in length. Its claws were all black as well. Oh, and I almost forgot, it has no hair on its body, it's also has no hair on its head.

Dr. Addison: Do you recall how many “crystal shards” was on its halo?

Monny Walker: It was maybe around uhm lets see, fourteen.

Dr. Addison: I see, thank you. Is there anything else about this “demon” you would like to share?

Monny Walker: Yeah, I want to fucking kill that son of a bitch of what it's done. Even though I know I cant.

Dr. Addison: Do you know how tall it was? it doesn't have to be a designated height just close enough to what you think it was?

Monny Walker: Yeah, that thing was tall as hell maybe around seven foot. No, it had to be a good seven foot.

Dr. Addison: Well, thank you for all that information, but I also remember you telling me you drew things in your “book” are you an artist?

Monny Walker: Yes, I started a short time drawing career in my teenage years to early adult years before I started getting into satanism.

Dr: Addison: Excellent!. Do you mind drawing a picture of what this “demon” looks like just for a visual description?

[Dr. Addison rips a loose sheet of paper from her note book, and holds it out with a pencil]

Monny Walker: Of course.

[Monny Walker takes paper and pencil from Dr. Addison ready to draw]

Dr. Addison: But wait! before you began drawing can I have your book?

Monny Walker: Go ahead, take it. No reason for me to keep this now. It ruined my life.

[Monny Walker passes the book to Dr. Addison]

Dr. Addison: Thank you, now this question might be a bit too soon but mind showing me where this “demon” name is, on page 13?

Monny Walker: I………I'm not sure if I want to do that-

Dr. Addison: Don’t worry you are safe here; I just need to see it for myself, may I?

Monny Walker: ………..

Dr. Addison: ………..

Monny Walker: ………yes, pass me the book.

[Dr. Addison passes the book back to Monny Walker and he immediately flips through the pages and stops]

Monny Walker: ……..This is it.

[Monny Walker flips the book over on page 13 for Dr. Addison to see and points a finger to the 6th demon name]

Dr. Addison:………….. I see, thank you. I will keep that in mind.

[Dr. Addison grabs the book back and closes it]

Dr. Addison: Second to last question before I ask you to draw that picture. Do you recall the time when all of this happened? The “demon” incident of course.

Monny Walker: I don’t really have a designated time frame but I do remember me and my wife leaving the house around uh, 2:00 pm and we arrived to the church around approximately 2:36pm. It takes 36 minutes to get to the church from my house by the way. And uhm It takes maybe around 10-12 minutes for the sermon procedures. But I also remember my wife and friends were talking for about 10 minutes and that’s when I was done, so that kind of helps me calculate the time. We chanted for 6 minutes for each of them which were five and a half demons and as you can see, we weren’t able to finish the rest. So, I'll say that I saw that I saw the demon around 3:19pm approximately. We were also maybe around 3 minutes into the chanting before I saw it. It could have arrived earlier but I didn’t see it until maybe around that time and again our eyes were closed. I do remember telling you I felt a shift in the air when it was about time for the sixth demons name but other than that I don't really, really know.

Dr. Addison: I see, last question. Is there anything else to this event that needs to be shared?

Monny Walker: No, thats it.

Dr. Addison: Ok then, Now if you will, draw that image of the demon will you?

Monny Walker: Of course.

[Monny Walker begins drawing for about 30 minutes]

Monny Walker: Done, here it is.

[Monny Walker passes the loose sheet of paper and pencil back to Dr. Addison]

Dr. Addison: And I thought your verbal description was pretty intense but this, this is just a whole another level. Thank you for that though, Now I appreciate your time with me but I think this concludes of our time together.

Monny Walker: I suppose you’re right. But might I ask what your name is?

Dr. Addison: You can call me Ayana.

Monny Walker: Pretty name, thanks for talking with me Ayana. Thanks for
believing me.

Dr. Addison: Your welcome, goodbye Mr. Walker.

Monny Walker: Goodbye.

[Monny Walker leaves his seat and walks out of the room]

<End Log>

Closing Statement: Subject Monny Walker has been given amnestics and has left the building.

ADDENDUM:

SCP-XXXX-1A: SCP-XXXX-1A is the book created by Monny. M. Walker that has the drawings and notes of satanic practices, drawings, schedules, symbols and the page of the demon names etc. The book has three-hundred pages that has all been written upon by Monny. M. Walker. The book is an 8.5x11 size book and color of the book is all-black, on the front and the back. It has one single pentagram on the cover and is made with gold paint. The book has no title or author name but it is known that it belongs to Monny. M. Walker.

SCP-XXXX-1B: SCP-XXXX-1B is the paper of the demon names that Monny. M. Walker has written. The demon names are on page 13 of the book and there are thirteen demon names written on the page. SCP-XXXX ‘s name is the sixth one written.

SCP-XXXX-1C: SCP-XXXX-1C is the wife of Monny. M. Walker aka Annie Walker. She is one of the victims of the SCP-XXXX attack. And also had a hand in helping find out one of SCP-XXXX's abilities.

SCP-XXXX-1A Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX–1A is to be contained in a basic 4x4 meter square cell. SCP-XXXX-1A is to be watched on every Sunday at all times until Monday. SCP-XXXX–1 is to be watched through a camera placed in the center of a wall. SCP-XXXX-1A is placed in a 6x4 meter glass box in the middle of the cell on a 47-inch glass pedestal in site 14. Testing Procedures will soon be held.

SCP–XXXX’s abilities: SCP-XXXX’s other abilities are unknown due to an ongoing investigation but it has been conducted that SCP–XXXX can:

1. Attack with its claws

2. Can cause a feeling of immense fear within range

3. Can heal or regenerate

4. Can teleport or disappear and re-appear

5. Attack when it desires to

6. Can cause a victim to have blood loss, organ failure, heart attack and cardiac arrest 6 seconds after attacked

7. Can cause excruciating pain when hit

8. Can cause a person to hear their own heart beating and blood moving inside their body upon contact

Note: It is not sure if it can paralyze a victim within range. That could be a factor upon the fear but it is still unknown. It also is not sure if it can cause pain when touched by SCP-XXXX, but it is known that SCP-XXXX can attack when it desires too or provoked

Note 2: Writing SCP-XXXX's name doesn't cause any harm but saying it might summon the entity and cause uncomfortableness during the process

Note 3: SCP-XXXX has sadistic tendencies

The Victims:

█████ Winston: He was the first victim of the SCP-XXXX attack and also the first to experience the entity's abilities. From SCP-XXXX's attack, █████ Winston has five laceration scratch marks on the right side of his face. His cornea and sclera has also been cut from SCP-XXXX's attack. The right side of his face also exposes the mandible, ripped muscles, ripped flesh, ripped tendons and tissue.

Annie Walker: Annie Walker is the wife of Monny. M. Walker and also the second too experience SCP-XXXX's attack. She as well had an hand in figuring out one the entity's abilities. From SCP-XXXX's attack, Annie walker has five laceration scratch marks on her chest, right underneath the collarbone. The upper part and the middle of her breast has also be cut from the SCP-XXXX's attack exposing her ribcage, lungs and heart. And as well exposes ripped muscles, ripped flesh, ripped tendons and tissue.

████ Johnson: He is another one of the SCP-XXXX's attack. From SCP-XXXX's attack, ████ Johnson has five laceration scratch marks on his back. His back exposes his spine, rib cage, and other organs. And as well exposes ripped muscles, ripped flesh, ripped tendons and tissue

█████ Campbell: She is another one of the SCP-XXXX's attack. From SCP-XXXX's attack, █████ Campbell however, does not have five laceration scratch marks but instead, her entire stomach is torn open exposing the small intestines which are hanging out of her stomach. The large intestines is missing. From the SCP-XXXX's attack, she is as well exposing the liver and gallbladder which has been punctured from SCP-XXXX's attack. Her spine is as well exposed and broken from the back. She is as well exposing, the rib cage, ripped muscles, ripped flesh, ripped tendons and tissue. █████ Campbell is also missing kidneys and other organs.

███████ smith: He is another one of the SCP-XXXX's attack. From SCP-XXXX's attack, ███████ Smith has five laceration scratch marks on his left leg, thigh. His legs and thighs exposes the femur, patella, tibia and fibula. However, the front part of his neck skin has been torn, as well as exposing a missing larynx, thyroid gland and trachea. He is as well exposing, ripped muscles, ripped flesh, ripped tendons and tissue.

Note: It is known that any attack from SCP-XXXX can cause organ failure, blood loss, cardiac arrest and a heart attack no matter the part of the body. Any other information on this anomaly is unknown due to a ongoing investigation.

POLICE CALL REPORT

Operator: 911 what's your emergency?

Monny Walker: I…..everything. I can't really comprehend what the fuck just happened but I'll tell you. You have to believe me though.

Operator: Absolutely.

Monny Walker: A demon came and killed my wife and friends.

Operator: Oh, ok is that "demon" still there?

Monny Walker:…….No…..it's gone.

Operator: Ok, can I have your first and last name?

Monny Walker: Monny Walker.

Operator: Ok, now where are you located?

Monny Walker: Church of Satan on ████████████████████████ ██████, Texas ███████.

Operator: Now, can you explain what happened and what does this "demon" look like?

Monny Walker: …..At this moment I don't really feel like talking about the situation. I'll explain when you guys get here. Just send an ambulance and police right away please.

Operator: Of course, but can you please hold I have to make a call. And don't worry we have your tracking information from this phone and your address as of right now if any things goes wrong. Just stay on the phone.

Monny Walker: Sure.

[Operator leaves connection for five minutes]

Operator: Sorry to keep you waiting, help is on the way. Please stay where you are.

Monny Walker: Thank you.

Operator: You're welcome.
[Dial Clicks]

Addendum 2:
1. News, Reports etc will be monitored of appearances of SCP-XXXX in Texas

2. The whereabouts of SCP-XXXX is still unknown, but it was first discovered in Texas.

3. Church of Satan by Monny. M. Walker shall be monitored at all times until further notice.

4. SCP-XXXX's real name is highly classified but the alias will be known as The Red Emperor.

5. Objects within or around Church Of Satan are now held by the foundation. Any other information on the objects are classified until further noticed.

‡ Licensing / Citation

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Special Containment Procedures: One digital copy of SCP-XXXX-1 is to be kept in the Secure Storage Wing of Site-58. Access to SCP-XXXX-1 requires dual confirmation from the head of SCP-XXXX research and Site Director of Site-58³. No recordings, descriptions, or representations of any portion of SCP-XXXX are to be made. Persons exposed to any of the former are to be immediately amnesticized. All testing with SCP-XXXX-1 should occur in spaces equipped with Type V Soundproofing.

All instances of SCP-XXXX-2 are to be terminated via thaumaturgical silencing performed by MTF Nu-20 "Soundproofers".
Description: SCP-XXXX-1 is a complex series of sounds with a combined length of approximately ███ minutes. If all component sounds occur within 100 meters of each other in under 134 minutes, an SCP-XXXX-2 instance is formed. The volume of the component sounds does not affect the formation of an SCP-XXXX-2 instance.

SCP-XXXX-2 refers to a species of intelligent sound waves. SCP-XXXX-2 instances have shown the capacity to learn along with basic self-preservation instincts. SCP-XXXX-2 instances have shown the ability to control their direction, frequency, and volume, though they do require energy to do so. SCP-XXXX-2 instances seem to primarily feed on thermal energy. SCP-XXXX-2 instances reproduce by changing their frequency to that of the component sounds of SCP-XXXX-2, due to the length of SCP-XXXX-1, several SCP-XXXX-2 instances forming different parts is required to complete it in under 134 minutes.

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DATE: 13 Mar 2021 13:15

6783

Mã vật thể: SCP-6783

Phân loại: Safe

Quy trình Quản thúc Đặc biệt: Bất kỳ phát hiện khảo cổ học nảo có liên kết với SCP-6783 phải được thu hồi và thay thế với tư liệu sai lệch về khoảng thời gian thuộc Kỷ nguyên Đại nguyên sinh.

Các biến đổi về tiến hóa tại Điểm Khảo Cổ Học-101 phải được ghi chép lại ngay lập tức.

Bất cứ tài liệu nào được thu hồi mà có liên quan hoặc bắt nguồn từ SCP-6783 phải được nghiên cứu và lưu trữ để tìm hiểu thêm thông tin về tính chất của dị thể.

Bất kỳ cá nhân nào phát hiện ra bản chất thực sự của SCP-6783 phải được cấp Thuốc lú Cấp-A và phát hiện của họ có thể được lưu trữ hoặc bị tiêu hủy nhằm ngăn chặn thêm bất kỳ sự vi phạm quản thúc nào.
Mô tả: SCP-6783 là một loạt các ghi chép từ một nhà du hành thời gian không xác định mà dường như đã vô tình bị dịch chuyển khoảng 1.8 tỉ năm về quá khứ đến Kỷ nguyên Đại nguyên sinh.⁴

Ghi chép từ SCP-6783 thuật lại trải nghiệm và khám phá của nhà du hành thời gian trong khoảng Tỷ năm Cằn cỗi. Và tàn dư của thiết bị thời gian dị thường đã được thu hồi và đang được nghiên cứu nhằm xác định cả nguồn gốc của nó trong quá trình sản xuất lẫn khoảng thời gian. Mặc dù tàn dư của thiết bị đã được thu hồi, chỉ xấp xỉ 46% của nó được xác định nằm trong diện quản thúc. Hiện tại, các nhà khảo cổ Tổ Chức vẫn đang định vị những bộ phận còn sót lại của cỗ máy thời gian và người vận hành tiềm năng của cỗ máy.
Addendum-1:
After further anomalous temporal examination, the area where SCP-6783 was discovered seems to have its own anomalous temporal or evolutionary properties.

Research into whether or not the temporal device has anything to do with it is ongoing. It should be noted that during the Proterozoic Era, no trees or animals were present. However, evidence shows flora and fauna appearing within the range of SCP-6783.

The anomalous “Evolution Space” dubbed by Foundation researchers caused biological evolution to rapidly progress.

BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL

The following file is Level 4/6783 classified. Unauthorized access is forbidden.

6783

[INPUT LEVEL 4/6783 SECURITY CREDENTIALS].

[CREDENTIALS APPROVED]

Item #: SCP-6783

Object Class: Safe Neutralized

Special Containment Procedures:

Above all else: Dr. Evelyn Moore is to never view this document under any circumstances. If Dr. Moore does discover the true nature of SCP-6783, she is to be administered Class B amnestics to remove all details of SCP-6783. This particular procedure is only relevant until ██/██/████ when she is determined to vanish.

All and any unauthorized documentations of the true nature of SCP-6783 are to be replaced with falsified information like the false document above. If Dr. Moore requests access to SCP-6783, she is to be given the false document.

Discoveries about the true nature of the “Boring Billion” are to be replaced with false information and researchers that took part in the discovery are to be administered Class B amnestics.

Research into other temporal anomalies similar to SCP-6783 is currently being conducted.

Developments for a meme to persuade viewers of SCP-6783 not to view the document are currently in progress.

Description:
SCP-6783 is a series of notes from Foundation researcher Dr. Evelyn Moore, designated SCP-6783-1, from approximately 1.8 billion years ago. This has been confirmed by anachronistic anomalies that have landed in Foundation custody.

Evelyn Moore, as of the moment compiling this information is a Level 3 researcher and part of Project: Centureic, an effort to develop a viable way of temporal transportation through anomalous means and without the negative side effects. Project: Centureic has been designated as SCP-6783-3.

According to information from SCP-6783, precisely on ███████ ██/██/████, Dr. Moore will be the victim of a temporal anomaly while working on Project: Centureic and be transported to the Proterozoic Era.

Further examination suggests that SCP-6783-3’s anomalous qualities had completely halted biological evolution for approximately 1 billion years when first landing. Furthermore, it seemed to have dramatically slowed or stopped Dr. Moore’s aging process altogether.

Ongoing searches for SCP-6783-1’s notes are in progress. So far, approximately 67% of the notes have been retrieved and the majority redacted for present Dr. Moore’s sake.

Addendum-1:
An incident report appeared on the desk of Dr. █████, head of Project: Centureic, containing information of the incident that would be Dr. Moore’s fate. The report was confirmed to be written by Dr. █████, however, they don’t recall writing it.

Incident Report 6783-1:
On ██:██, ██/██/████

Spacetime anomaly appeared in the testing chamber of Project: Centureic upon activation of the device. SCP-6783-1 along with the device was engulfed in the spacetime anomaly.

Dr. Moore is presumed dead.

Notes: Presumably the anachronistic copy of the incident was sent back in time to Dr. █████’s desk during the incident.

Addendum-2:
During an archaeological dig at [REDACTED], a notebook with the Foundation insignia on the front cover was discovered and contents were salvaged for examination.

Many of the pages were unintelligible and unreadable presumably because of either age or erosion over the course of its burial. Carbon dating and anomalous temporal examination date it to 1.8 billion years ago.

Archaeological Site-101 was established in the area where SCP-6783 was discovered.

+ Access SCP-6783 Logs

- Accessing

SCP-6783 Log-1:

This is Dr. Evelyn Moore, I am a Level 4 researcher for the SCP Foundation and stationed at Site-██. If you’re reading this, then you’ve either rescued me and are going to document the incident of what I can only assume is some sort of spacetime anomaly. Or you’re reading these in the future and I’m dead. Let’s hope it’s the former.

I’m writing to whoever reads this that Project: Centureic was an unfortunate failure and when the time comes, no pun intended, that you can stop me from going through. I sure hope you do, and that my husband will be able to see me again and vice versa.

I haven’t exactly pinpointed my location yet, or even when I am, it’s definitely before the Foundation. Way before, there’s nothing but an open field here along with trees and a mountain range I can see in the distance. Project: Centureic is busted at the moment, so it can’t tell me the time period I’m in, but I suspect around 100 years ago perhaps, maybe a bit farther.

I would say the area is serene enough for me to relax, but I can’t stop thinking about how I’m gonna get back home.

I will document whatever I can. I’m gonna try and relax.

Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-2::

This is Dr. Moore, it’s been about a week since I got here and wrote, luckily Project: Centureic is still able to log how long it’s been. Speaking of which, yesterday I managed to do minor repairs on the machine and it’s currently calculating the time period I’m in. It’s taking a long time, kinda getting worried.

Another thing to note, I walked around for a couple of days and I haven’t seen any evidence of animals. Life still exists, at least plants do, but I see no sign of fauna around me.

It’s quiet

I took a sample, and I’m going to try and preserve it in the Time Box. Another thing to note is that I’ve started to call Project: Centureic the “Time Box”, though it would keep my spirits up and make me feel like one of those adventurers that travel through time. I feel like Doctor Who, except more lost.

…

I’m starting to wonder if they’ll ever find me. I’m gonna take a nap and sleep it off. Luckily the Time Box has enough space inside for it, no mattress or sheets though. It’s gonna be a long night.

Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-3:

Dr. Moore here, still no sign of animals, the silence is unsettling. Come to think of it, I haven’t really “spoken” in about 3 weeks. No point to it since there’s nothing to talk to. I’m worried that I’m eventually gonna go crazy, it’s been so long.

I’ve noticed something else while being here, I haven’t felt hunger or thirst while here. I can still eat and drink though, I tried, but I don’t feel like I need to eat. I wonder if the Time Box has anything to do with it, and if it does, I wonder what else it’s affected.

Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-4:

Dr. Moore here, it’s been about two months, I haven’t written in a while. I was trying to get my mind off the situation right now, the machine-finished calculating when I am.

According to it, I’m in the Protezoeic Era, basically 1.8 billion years in the past.

1.8 billion years from home.

I don’t feel like writing right now.

SCP-6783 Log-5:

Evelyn here, I walked into the woods and just kinda sat there for a long time. That’s all.

SCP-6783 Log-6:

This is Evelyn, I walked back to the woods, this time I stayed longer and I think I’ve come to a few conclusions.

One thing, apparently my sense of time has been messed up, I was in those woods for a long time apparently. Like REALLY long, I was in there for 5 years.

Another thing to note is that I don’t think I’m aging, or I’m just doing it really slow. Something tells me I’m in it for the long haul.

Secondly, I remembered something about the Proterozoic Era that my husband Eric told me, that evolution for some reason completely halted and nothing happened for a billion years, hence the Boring Billion.

The only form of life would be eukaryotic and prokaryotic cells, which got me thinking.

how is there a woods?

I need to think for a bit. Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-7:

Evelyn here, the weirdest thing happened when I woke up. I heard birds.

There are no animals

I looked outside, and there on one of the trees was a prehistoric-looking bird.

[Dr. Moore drew a crude image of the bird onto the page]

From what I can ascertain, it’s an archaeopteryx⁵
, which won’t appear for another billion years or so. So that means either the machine is wrong and I’m not a billion years in the past and are somewhere in the Tithonian era, or something is causing evolution to jumpstart.

I’m a scientist, I need to find out. It’s in my blood.

Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-8:

Evelyn here.

Okay, I may not have the equipment I had back in the Foundation, but I was also an engineer. I managed to build a makeshift lab using spare parts from the Time Box to analyze what the hell is going here.

After some failed experiments and a few accidents, I saw something amazing. After fighting that bird for about an hour for its feather and looking at it closer I saw that its cells were rapidly evolving at an extraordinary rate. Millions of years in a month.

I guessed that after I walked into the woods, things were left alone long enough to evolve some more.

Oh and speaking of the woods, I took a closer look at one of the trees after cutting it with a makeshift saw for a long time and saw it only had 5 rings.

I checked with a few more trees in different areas of the forest and saw the same result. I was in there for five years, so it makes sense why they would have rings, but does that mean that they grew when I landed?

I’ll do some more research, Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-9:

Okay, it’s been a couple of months since I did a personal entry, some of my research overtook space in the notebook, but I have some discoveries and conclusions to document.

It turns out, not only the Time Box is causing things to rapidly evolve, but it also causes them to age quickly. For some reason, not me, but when I went to check on the tree trunk sample again, it had grown 10 rings a day after I brought it in.
Not everything around me is affected by the Time Box, I trekked for a bit in a mile or so and found out that when you exit the 1-mile radius, evolution is barely happening at all. Still barren. I concluded that the Time Box has a certain range that can affect evolution and aging. I call this range the “Evolution Space.”
I haven’t ascertained how fast it evolves and how strong it gets closer to the Time Box yet, but I have a feeling that it may be a decade every day within the machine.
The most depressing conclusion I’ve come to is that, while this is beautiful, I don’t think the Foundation is coming for me.

I can’t let that stop me from figuring out all of this. Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-10:

Dr. Moore here, it’s been a long time since I last wrote. I took a piece of the Time Box, or a part of the main power source with me to do a field test.

The heart of the box is a Tachyon Superfluid Drive or TSD. In layman's terms, the TSD manipulates the superfluidity of spacetime to allow rifts in the universe to transport us to timelines.

The creation of the TSD was the basis of Project: Centureic, it may have also been a colossal failure due to the fact I was sent back in time and all that.

Anyways, I took one of the TSDs with me and trekked far away from the box for a long time. Long enough for me to test its effects on nature. On that note, another anomalous effect the box had on me was apparently my sense of time is warping even more than when I first noticed. What I thought was a few hours, turned out to be a few weeks. Days turn to months and so on. When I came back from my field test, over a decade had passed already.

As for the field test, I attached a test log on the next page for you when this book gets recovered.

I’ve started to look at the bright side, at least I won’t notice how much time passes. Maybe I can just wait it out. I’m gonna go do some more te-

[Dr. Moore suddenly stops writing, a streak from the pencil appears on the page. Supposedly something interrupted her.

Testing Logs From SCP-6783:

Test A

Subject: Acorn from a nearby tree.

Procedure: Acorn was buried approximately 5 meters away from TSD

Results: In approximately 10 hours, a fully grown tree had been produced. Appearance resembles an ash tree.

Analysis: Why the TSD had made it an ash tree when the acorn I harvested was completely different is beyond me. I hypothesize that the “Evolution Space” that the TSD creates also genetically mutates whatever evolves and grows. This implies a myriad of different possibilities.

Test B

Subject: Angiosperm samples⁶

Procedure: Placed approximately 1 meter from the TSD

Results: Various flowers started to sprout and spread around the TSD, including the flower species Montsechia vidalii in the span of 3 hours

Analysis: Angiosperm is how flowers evolve and spread, there were many theories that dinosaurs may have eaten angiosperm and spread it around to evolve it. I think I just created the first flower, which is exciting.

Test C

Subject: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Procedure: Item placed 1 inch from the TSD for [REDACTED]

Results: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Analysis: Evolution is powerful, and there are some things we shouldn’t mess with. Whatever just happened there took a week to kill and took me another week to recover from its venom. I’m eating its remains tonight.

I am never doing that again. On another note, next time I go out for a field test, bring some weapons.

Dr. Moore’s Notes: Something had occurred to me while doing tests, the subjects all evolved rapidly when in close proximity to the TSD. So what’s happening to me?

I carried this all the way out here, I’m around it all hours of the day and I even slept near it, back in the Time Box too. I wonder if it’s been affecting me as well?

Test D

Subject: Dr. Evelyn Moore

Procedure: Stationed on top of the TSD for several weeks.

Results: No changes found

Analysis: I’ve determined that whatever caused my anomalous eternal youth is also preventing me from evolving biologically.

SCP-6783 Log-11:

Dr. Moore here, God that took a long time, sorry about that. For context, while I was gone, one of the animals apparently stuck around for a while and it turned into a dinosaur. I don’t even know how that happened, maybe this Evolution Space is more anomalous than I previously thought. I definitely need more defenses, or at least find a way to stop dinosaurs attacking me.

I’m gonna go lie down to recover from the apparent dinosaur assault. Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-12:

You bastards. You knew. You’ve always known. I don't know how long, and I don’t care, you knew.

I woke up like usual and made myself a meal, I didn't need to eat, I just did it so I can have some resemblance to my old life. While I was eating, it clicked in my brain. Something finally made sense.

SCP-6783, I’m it aren’t I?

“Notes from a billion years ago” all that bullshit, you always knew I was gonna go back huh? That this entire mess would happen. It always confused me whenever I read the SCP-6783 file, why was it so simple? Why was it so important? Now I know, you gave me a fucking fake.

Why didn’t you stop me? Did you want this to happen? I can’t believe that the Foundation just sat back and watched as I built the machine that would destroy my life.

…

I think I get it now, you’re the most powerful organization in the whole world with numbers in the millions. You don’t save lives, you make sure you keep existing even at the cost of your own blood.

You secure. You contain. You protect.

But when it comes to things like this, you’d watch from afar and see what happens, and make note of it for future use. That’s science. You secure, contain, and protect all you want and there are thousands of us dying to whatever we’re containing and no one else will ever know.

We die in the dark, so you can live in the light.

I’m done here, Moore signing off.

+ Testing Logs From SCP-6783

- Accessing

Addendum-3:

Many of SCP-6783-1’s notes were recovered after her supposed fallout with the Foundation, she seemed to have kept writing in her journal about her findings, perhaps as a way to keep herself sane or for the sake of stimuli.

After a certain number of pages, the notes start to get incoherent and nonsensical. It was determined SCP-6783-1 started to write in a cryptogram to hide her research, perhaps as a way to spite the Foundation and impede our research.

Options to have present-day SCP-6783-1 decode it has been denied on the precedent that she might become suspicious.

Foundation cryptologists were tasked to decode SCP-6783-1's notes, this proved difficult as SCP-6783-1 developed more cryptograms to impede research more. Researchers have been able to decrypt approximately 5% of the recovered instances of SCP-6783.

A majority of SCP-6783-1's notes are still encrypted and efforts to decode them are still in effect.

Decrypted Testing Logs from SCP-6783:

Test E

Subject: Two unknown species of fish

Procedure: One fish was placed in a container of room temperature water. The other fish was placed in an identical container, but the temperature was drastically lowered using Project: Centureic’s liquid nitrogen cooling system. Both containers were placed approximately 2 meters away from Project: Centureic.

Results: The fish in the room temperature water evolved normally and grew to an adult fish in a matter of minutes. The fish in the frigid water aged the same, however, it seemed to have evolved to resist the colder climates after an autopsy.

Analysis: Biodiversity wished it could be this good, quick evolution for the fish to adapt to the cold climates without having to go through natural selection.

Test F

Subject: Nearby tree

Procedure: Had animals eat pieces of the leaves and place a TSD 5 meters away while being eaten for approximately 3.4 minutes.

Results: The tree had evolved into a Cycas Revoluta. Fauna consuming the tree reduced greatly.

Analysis: As expected, the Evolution Space had influenced the tree to evolve into a Cycas Revoluta.

Test G

Subject: A third fish

Procedure: Placed a TSD 1 meter next to it for approximately 10 minutes.

Results: The subject grew legs and walked on land

Analysis: It’s incredible, I caused the evolution of land animals. It never occurred to me that this would happen. I had to wait a couple of centuries though to make sure I don’t mess anything up, but it’s amazing to think this little guy would become a dinosaur one day.

…

On that note, I should move the TSD away now.

+ Further SCP-6783 Logs

- Accessing

SCP-6783 Log-13:

Dr. Moore here, I know what I said, but I came back for a reason.

It seems I have been given a responsibility. For context, I examined the area and cellular life outside the Evolution Space and found something disturbing.

Most likely when I landed here, evolution had completely stopped. Not just here, but the whole planet. Not only am I the cause of evolution happening, but I also caused the “Boring Billion”.

When I landed, the temporal properties must’ve halted the evolutionary line. All life on Earth just stopped growing, I determined that the Evolution Space is a sort of reset zone for the evolutionary halt, but also acts as a speed boost.

When something enters the Evolution Space, it negates the effects caused by the Time Box’s initial landing. So that means one thing if life is to exist on Earth, and for humanity to also exist, I need to find a way to expand the Evolution Space and hopefully counteract its negative effects.

Don’t think I’m doing this for the Foundation, I’m doing this for my husband, for my family, and all of humanity. You’re just lucky to be a part of it.

I still don’t forgive you. Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-14:

I tried fixing the Time Box’s mobility units, no luck. I also tried attaching animals to it and trying to pull it like a chariot, they evolved and broke free to kill me. I had to kill them first, I may be eternally young, but I don’t think I’m fully immortal.

After many other failed attempts, I came up with a different solution. I made makeshift wheels, a pulley system, and placed the Time Box on top of the wheels to make it into a sort of cart. I decided the only way to do my mission is to pull it myself.

It’s going to be a long walk…

Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-15:

Evelyn here, I’m gonna start my expedition soon, but first I should explain the plan.

I can’t find any way to remotely reverse the effects Project: Centureic caused. The only plausible way to actually reverse it in my current situation is to expose every square inch of the Earth’s surface to the Evolution Space. The only way to do that is manually, so I made a makeshift cart to put the Time Box in and I’m gonna pull it all over the Earth.

It sounds tedious and inefficient, but it’s the best I got. I can’t enlist animals since they’ll rapidly evolve into [DATA EXPUNGED], so it’s up to me.

This will be my last entry for a while, I need to keep moving so things don't get out of control. Everything from the landing site is already anomalous enough, we don’t want it to get out of hand.

I still don’t forgive the Foundation for what they’ve done, but I hope I can accept your choices. I’ve already accepted I’m stuck here, maybe I can evolve to forgive you.

One day.

This is Dr. Moore, signing off.

+ Addendum-4

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE IS LEVEL 5/6783 CLASSIFIED

ANY ATTEMPT TO ACCESS THIS FILE WITHOUT LEVEL 5/6783 AUTHORIZATION WILL BE LOGGED AND WILL LEAD TO IMMEDIATE DISCIPLINARY ACTION.

+ Input Level 5 Credentials

- Credentials Accepted

Addendum-5:
The remnants of Dr. Evelyn Moore were located in █████████, ██████████ with the remains of her notebook that contain more contents of SCP-6783.

The last pages detail her final days and what happened to SCP-6783-3.

SCP-6783 Log-16:

This is Dr. Moore, I don’t know how long it’s been, but all I know is that dinosaurs started appearing everywhere. I guess I did my mission right. I deactivated the TSD so it stops, I’m gonna wait a few thousand years in this cave to make sure evolution is continuing normally. I’ll update you all when I can.

Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-17:

OH MY GOD.

THIS IS DR. MOORE, THE DINOSAURS JUST DISAPPEARED. I SWEAR TO YOU, I WOKE UP AND ALL OF A SUDDEN THEY’RE DEAD.

There was no meteor, there was no sound, I checked the Time Box, and apparently, I just skipped over 61000 YEARS IN ONE NIGHT. WHAT THE HELL? THEY JUST UP AND VANISHED.⁷

Why did it have to be me? Why was I the one who had to go back in time? Does the universe despise me so much that I have to witness the birth of nature as a form of punishment? I must’ve been terrible in a past life to deserve this.

This is Dr. Moore, going to take a long nap.

SCP-6783 Log-18:

Dr. Moore here, oh my God, I was walking around after the whole dinosaur thing. I apparently was asleep for a while, and I just spotted some humans near me, primitive and they’re all just corralled in a cave. I think this is a hunter-gatherer society I stumbled upon.

Did I cause them? Was I responsible for the evolution of man? This is a little much for me, but I won’t approach them, just in case they accidentally worship me as a god or something and mess up the future.

I'm seeing something strange right now as I write this. I’ll get a closer look and get back to you. Dr. Moore signing off for now.

SCP-6783 Log-19:

Dr. Moore here, I found something incredible, I believe I found SCP-1000⁸ or the first generation of it at least.

I’m hiding in the cave right now making sure they don’t see me, but I don’t think they’ve risen to power just yet. They still seem very primitive, I wonder if I can witness them evolve to how the report describes them. I'll need to observe more carefully.

…

I just came back from observing the instance of SCP-1000, I couldn't stay long because I thought they saw me so I escaped. On the bright side, I can confirm that it is definitely SCP-1000. I noticed that they looked at the primitive humans for a long time before leaving. SCP-1000 never interacted with them and instead just avoided them, almost as if it were scared.

I will try to be a lot more careful the next time I spy on SCP-1000. Dr. Mooe signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-20:

This is Dr. Moore, it’s been a long time, maybe a thousand years. I just realized that I’ve been saying that a lot nonchalantly, but I’ve had a few close calls with SCP-1000. Every time they come close to the cave, I try to close up the cave with a boulder.

I made a pulley system to close the cave entrance using a pull of a vine. I didn’t get a doctorate in engineering just by being decent. This is going to be a temporary home until both the humans and SCP-1000 leave the area. I feel like I’m going to be here for a while.

Speaking of which, I studied the behavior of SCP-1000 some more. I found this spot where I could observe them in secret and I noted a few things.

Whenever SCP-1000 had a clear line of sight of the primitive humans, it would normally observe them as I do in a secluded area where the humans wouldn't notice. But usually, if a human happens to approach the area SCP-1000 is watching, it would back off and escape. This time was different, an instance of SCP-1000 approached a group of humans, but the humans were the ones who backed off this time. SCP-1000 seemed to have noticed this and continued to pester the humans.

Luckily one of the humans approached SCP-1000 and appeared hostile, that's when the instance of SCP-1000 backed off. Something tells me that this won't be the last time SCP-1000 will provoke the humans. I'll document whatever I can.

Dr. Moore signing off for now.

SCP-6783 Log-21:

BAD NEWS

This is Dr. Moore, and something terrible happened.

I went out to go study the SCP-1000 instances more without being spotted, I wasn’t caught, but when I came back Project: Centureic was missing!

I don’t know who stole it, but I have my suspicions. They managed to figure out how to move the door, and I’ve determined that they brought a group to lift the Time Box. If they figure out how to work the TSD, we’re fucked. I need to go find them.

Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-22:

Dr. Moore here, I know the truth now. I knew SCP-1000 stole Project: Centureic, but I know why now. I don’t know if the Foundation knew, something tells me they didn’t until they found my notes, but it's very clear now.

It’s been a couple of decades, I managed to track them down.

They were using the TSD and the machinery from Project: Centureic to build their society.

I hypothesize that the long-term exposure to the now reactivated TSD had evolved their brains to modern human capacities. Once they gained enough intelligence, SCP-1000 managed to reverse engineer the machinery from Project: Centureic and use the Evolution Space produced by it to hyper-evolved the flora and fauna around them to utilize nature as the file described.

If I’m recalling correctly, humanity should eradicate them soon. I just need to wait for more.

Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-23:

It’s been a long time, maybe a century, and nothing yet. Maybe It’s a lot later than I thought?

SCP-6783 Log-24:

Still waiting, I realized I didn’t write much last time since I was just waiting, but I should mention that SCP-1000 has mastered transportation using hyper-evolved animals.

Also, a thought occurred. Why would they fence off the humans? Are they zoo animals to them? Are they too scared?

Could it be they realize that the device they used to evolve themselves, can also be used to evolve the humans? Do they fear that humans could evolve? Evolve past them?

It’s an interesting thought.

The Evolution Space is a powerful anomaly, it will eventually run out of power, but by then they would have evolved past it. I also have a hypothesis of why it hasn’t changed them as it did to [DATA EXPUNGED] all those millennia ago. The TSD only has so much power, and a majority was used to fix the mess Project: Centureic made 1 billion years ago.

The less power it has, the slower that the Evolution Space affects living things. Eventually, it will run out of power, but they won’t need it anymore. The rate they’re going, they should be beyond modern humans in about a decade. I don’t understand why the humans haven’t done anything yet.

…

Maybe they need a push, it’s risky, but I have no other choice.

SCP-6783 Log-25:

I approached a group of the humans in the forest, they seemed scared by my outfit from the future. I tried to reassure them I’m not a threat, but they ran off. This is gonna be difficult.

SCP-6783 Log-26:

Okay, I managed to convince a smaller group to listen to me in the forest.

Side note: I stole some of the tools from SCP-1000, in hopes to teach them how to use them.

They don’t speak any languages, but I was able to interpret using gestures and pictures. I’m going to teach them how to use the tools tomorrow. I need to rest for now.

Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-27:

I noticed something when I woke up, my skin was wrinkly. I think time is finally catching up. I don’t know why, but I need to hurry.

I’ll be back once I finish teaching them.

…

I was thinking, the story from SCP-1000 about how humanity revolted. I wonder if I was the cause? Maybe it was best for me to go back.

On another note, lessons with the humans are going well, which is good since SCP-1000 had just mastered aerial transportation.

Hopefully, I manage to teach them enough before time catches up with me.

Dr. Moore signing off.

SCP-6783 Log-???:

This is Dr. Moore’s final message.

The humans have started to teach each other. Soon they’re going to be able to revolt and cause an SK-Class-Dominance-Shift-Scenario.

As for me, I’m barely able to write, my skin is becoming grey and wrinkly. My hands are bony, my hair is white. I can feel the ages catching up to me, why it just started I have no idea, but I had enough time to help humans.

Before I die, I want to get a few things out there.

Eric my love, I’m sorry. Our time was short, but it was for the best. I hope when I’m gone, you move on and find love again.

Dr. █████, the head of Project: Centureic, thank you for being one of my best friends in the Foundation. Try not to get killed out there.

As for the SCP Foundation. I forgive you all. I can die knowing why this happened. Make sure I never find out the true nature of SCP-6783 until my time comes. No matter what I say, she will eventually be at peace with her destiny.

I can die peacefully in the dark, knowing that humanity can live in the light.

I’m sorry.

Dr. Evelyn Moore, signing off for the last time.

Addendum-5:
Many of SCP-6783-1's notes have been determined to be missing. The notes on how Dr. Moore was able to teach the primitive humans, further tests, and further experiences in the past have either not been recovered or have been archived elsewhere from this document. Missing instances of SCP-6783 are currently being searched for.

Finding new notes might shed some light on the nature of SCP-6783 and the experiences Dr. Moore had during the time she had been trapped in the past. It may also reveal where the missing parts of SCP-6783-3 may be located, in hopes for the Foundation to salvage to possibly rebuild the device at a later date.

The capabilities of SCP-6783-4 in producing the "Evolution Space" may be reverse-engineered to aid the Foundation in some way. Though rudimentary in evolving living things, a way to refine it may be possible.

+ Final Addendum

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DATE: 13 Mar 2021 13:03

Item #: SCP-6700
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: This object is contained within a high security site, the location of this site has been redacted to any personnel carrying a level three or lower level access card. The containment cell of this anomaly measures twenty by twenty feet in length and the height of the cell measures up to ten feet. The anomaly is to be monitored at all times by a minimum of two security personnel from a viewing room. Any unauthorized contact with the anomaly will result in instant termination, therefore testing on this anomaly is prohibited unless approved by the council.

Description: SCP-6700 is a sentient being that resembles a humanoid. However, upon closer inspection research teams discovered that its genetic makeup is entirely different then that of a regular human. This anomaly punishes subjects based off the crimes they've committed and the level of severity for those crimes. The anomaly is able to revive its victims if it feels the need to do so. When a punishment is carried out the necessary tools to carry out the punishment will materialize exactly one foot away from the anomaly. Once the punishment has been successfully administered to the victim the tools will disappear, shortly to be followed by its return to its resting place awaiting another clueless victim to wander into its holding cell.

Discovery: This anomaly was first detected by the Foundation on the date of ██/█/2007 and was contained exactly ███ days later. The mobile task force responsible for its containment has had its name expunged from any records regarding this anomaly.

Side Note: It is important to note that this anomaly isn't hostile to people who haven't committed any severe crimes though this isn't something you should rely on as the anomaly can be very unpredictable.

Wow! You flipped a card and got: Doc Syonide's SCPs!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 13 Mar 2021 12:27

Item #: SCP-5XXX

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: Item is currently unable to be contained due to the sheer scale of the object, however items appears to be self contained as it is missing the means of activation and is currently buried underground. Guards are to patrol the above ground area dressed as forest wardens, and to deter anyone entering the area above SCP5X by claiming that it contains a rare and highly traversable floral and fungal disease that migrates on the bottom of shoes and tires. Anyone found in violation of this will be taken aside and will go through a fictionalised and theatrical version of a decontamination cleaning. Anyone that finds an exposed part of SCP5X or anything anomalous will be given a class B amnesic and have false memories implanted that they found nothing.

Description: SCP5X is an armoured artillery vehicle that appears to be seven square miles in size. It seems to be armed with a series of firearms the smallest of which seems to be a 70mm Automated machinegun, and the largest of which seems to be a cannon with a singular round that has the diameter that has been estimated at about a mile. This great gun runs on tank-like treads that are set up more akin to the enormous walking excavators than a traditional tank, however with its situation it is currently buried under thousands of tons of dirt and snaking tree roots so it is uncertain if it could move. The technology of the gun early to mid 1900s, with the weapon itself having many anomalous properties that have allowed it to even be physically possible let alone survive and even able to be used without anyone maintaining the equipment or technology. On one side, printed in large letters, are the words “The Last Dreadnought” over standard issue military green metal paint. The paint is one of the few things that is showing damage, which concludes that the paint is non-anomalous. On one of the gantry ways there seems to be a punch card computer system terminal with a typewriter style keyboard and speaker connected to an oscilloscope style screen. While there would be enough room inside to fit a considerable size city, there seems to be no way to get inside the artillery vehicle, and the only place that it can interacted with are those places where there are the terminals. Several of them dot around the outside. There is also one on top, next to a table and a map that can be used to garner exact co-ordinates from most places around the world, however the measuring arms were damaged when the roof collapsed.

The vehicle was found buried under the southern coast of [Redacted] after locals attempted to build a better sewage system, and mistook one of the gun barrels for large underground pipeworks of unusual design. Though it was seemingly built using parascience of the early to mid 1900s, the weapon did not seem to be designed to be used again German occupied Europe for either world war. Research has showed that, though technically mobile, its current position and direction of fire does not seem to aim the main weapon at anything that would be considered vital during either European campaign.

Researchers speculate that this means that the target it was intended for was a yet as unknown target. Speculation is ongoing with researchers calculating what could be possibly along its current trajectory. It has also been speculated that many of the resource shortages during the world wars were actually in, some small part, due to the possible construction of such a large weapon.

Given the scale of the weapon, it has been calculated that if it were to fire it could cause considerable damage to the surrounding country, possibly disturbing or even cracking the tectonic plate it sits upon and throwing most of mainland Europe into turmoil with potential extreme weather devastation. Even simply moving the item would cause irreparable damage to the host country. It is unsure how much damage would be caused by the main weapons upon an indicated target, however it is estimated that it could be measured in megatons.

It has been speculated that the weapon had to have been constructed underground, or else there would have been no means to hide such a large construction project, with local trees, wildlife and natural entropy having collapsed the temporary structure around it to allow the machine to become buried. Tree roots have worked their way through the brick roof of the underground bunker and have tangled themselves up into some of the workings and firing mechanisms so certain technologies aboard SCP5X might be unable to function, had the foundation the means of actually activating them. SCP5X seems to have an automated system that has control of the firing protocols. While SCPX’s automated systems are unable to pass the Turing test, and thus is not sentient as we understand some modern computer intelligences to be, researchers were still able to converse with the targeting and tactical assistance system, or TTAS. It would seem that the automated systems also contain automated defences, and as such interfering, inspecting or attempting to enter SCPX should be done by D-class personnel.

While it has been difficult to obtain internal images of SCPX, using ultrasound radar, thermal imaging and T-ray scanning experimentation has allowed foundation researchers to speculate there seems to be a factory like structure inside with something at least partially organic moving around inside. The 05 council are currently considering means of infiltrating the machine without risking considerable foundation lives.

SCP5XXX-B is a punch card, approximately 25 inches long and 10 inches wide with a series of holes cut out of an unknown, card like, material. It is a white card with a blue stripe that sits diagonally across. White writing can be found on the blue stipe stating “Personnel information - 1”. It is to be read by the custom hardware on SCP5XXX, however the foundation has been yet to recreate a punch code machine or cypher that would allow them to read the information.

Addendum:
SCP5X interview log

Researcher Dr X conducted several psudo-interviews with this TTAS system in order to garner more information. Before each response there seemed to be a pause, then a series of mechanical noises as if it had been fed a punch card of some kind. In terms of larger requests the sound of punch cards can be heard across the entire scope of the machine.

Session 1

SESSION 14-05-2020

TTAS: PLEASE ENTER TARGET DATA…
USER 19: Identify yourself.
TTAS: THIS IS THE ONBOARD TARGETING COMPUTATIONAL ENGINE OF THE LAST DREADNOUGHT, THE TARGETING AND TACTICAL ASSISTANCE SYSTEM. TO WHOM IS THIS UNIT TO RECEIVE INSTRUCTIONS FROM?
USER 19: I am Dr . Are you an intelligent entity?
TTAS: QUANTIFY INTELLIGENT.
USER 19: Are you sentient?
TTAS: NEGATIVE.
USER 19: You seem sentient.
TTAS: NEGATIVE. TTAS WAS PROGRAMMED TO REPLY IN A MANNER EASILY UNDERSTANDABLE BY LAYMEN TO FACILITATE EASE OF USE. SENTIENCE WOULD HINDER TARGETING. PLEASE ENTER TARGET.
USER 19: We do not have a target for you at this time, this is merely a maintenance check.
TTAS: UNDERSTOOD. PLEASE STATE YOUR REQUESTS.
USER 19: Are you willing to answer questions at this time?
TTAS: AFFIRMATIVE. PLEASE BE PATIENT AS TAPES AND PUNCH CARDS MAY NEED TO BE CHANGED DEPENDING ON INFOMATIONAL REQUESTS.
USER 19: Very well. Please explain what you are.
TTAS: THIS IS THE ONBOARD TARGETING COMPUTATIONAL ENGINE OF THE LAST DREADNOUGHT, THE TARGETING AND TACTICAL ASSISTANCE SYSTEM.
USER 19: Correction: I meant the entire apparatus.
TTAS: THIS CONSTRUCT IS THE LAST DREADNOUGHT; CONSTRUCTED BY THE FINEST MINDS IN ORDER TO FEND OFF A THREAT TOO POWERFUL FOR CONVENTIONAL FORCES.
USER 19: Please identify threat.
TTAS: ERROR. UNABLE TO COMPLY.
USER 19: Explain.
TTAS: TARGETING INFOMATION NOT FOUND. PLEASE ENTER TARGET INFOMATION.
USER 19: If we give you a target, will you immediately fire upon them?
TTAS: NEGATIVE; ONLY IF THERE IS IMMEDIATE THREAT WILL THIS UNIT FIRE WITHOUT INSTRUCTION.
USER 19: Define immediate threat.
TTAS: UNACCEPTABLE LOSS OF HUMAN LIFE, OR DESTRUCTION OF THE LAST DREADNOUGHT. THIS CONSTRUCT WAS CRAFTED TO SAVE HUMANITY.
USER 19: I am going to log off. We shall continue later.
TTAS: UNDERSTOOD DR . THE LAST DREADNOUGHT SHALL REMAIN VIGILANT.

Session was terminated. Information was sent to the higher ups in order for a planned exploration or experimentation schedule to be developed.

Session 2

05 council examined the results of the last interview and gave authorisation for theoretical experimentation. The next "conversation" with the TTAS was done upon the targeting gantry with the large ten meter by ten meter map of the earth. Given the estimated creation date of the SCP, it was decided to feed it an extant threat to see what sort of threat it was designed to deal with.

SESSION 17-05-2020

TTAS: PLEASE ENTER TARGET DATA…
USER 19: No target data yet. Is there a way for you to use standard punctuation for the means of communication.
TTAS: ONE MOMENT PLEASE…………………….Preferences set. This Unit hopes that this is more agreeable to the user.
USER 19: It is. Please prepare for a hypothetical targeting situation.
TTAS: Is unit to move as if to prepare a firing solution or just to calculate requirements?
USER 19: You are capable of locomotion?
TTAS: Yes. Preparing locomotive force.
USER 19: CANCEL.
TTAS: Locomotion cancelled.
USER 19: DO NOT MOVE. Calculation is fine.
TTAS: Understood. Please enter theoretical targeting data.
USER 19: Are you able to fire upon Nazi Germany?
TTAS: Negative. Conventional arms are enough.
USER 19: But I what if we wished to destroy them?
TTAS: Negative. The Last Dreadnought was designed to face a foe that could not be stopped by conventional means, when all hope is lost.
USER 19: Identify foe.
TTAS: Data not found. Please enter target data.
USER 19: So you know what not to shoot at, but not what to shoot at?
TTAS: Correct. The targeting computational engine feeds data to the other systems, and the other systems calculate the military need of the situation. While Nazi Germany has a potent military, conventional and emergent technologies are more than enough to wage war on such a power. Recommend expanding alliance with the Americans and Soviet militaries.
USER 19: So you are able to provide tactical information as well?
TTAS: That is correct, however only to a limited extent. Please feel free to adapt these recommendations.
USER 19: How were you able to recommend such a stratagem to us?
TTAS: The Last Dreadnought was constructed and programmed by some of the finest minds of their fields. This included military strategy.
USER 19: Please give us a list of those that were involved. in your construction.
TTAS: One moment please…………….Punch card dispensed on Gantry A - 7 which contains all information.
USER 19: Can you not tell me who was involved in your construction?
TTAS: Please wait……………………………….This unit is sorry, however the Information has not been found. Records indicate that the punch card with that information on it was dispensed by USER 19 a few moments ago. please reinsert it into the dispenser on Gantry A - 7.
USER 19: Very well. Please re-enter standby mode. I am logging off now.
TTAS: Understood. This unit shall remain vigilant.

Session 2 ends with the collection of the punch card which has been designated SCP-5XXX-B. The Punch Card seems to be a proprietary data storage system with unique anomalous properties, and as such has not yet been returned to SCP-5XXX. Foundation personnel are currently studying it in the hopes of deciphering how large amounts of information can be stored upon a comparatively small and antiquated system and if that is an extension of the anomalous para-science used in the creation of SCP-5XXX.

Incident SCP-5XXX-ALPHA

During an examination of the system, a junior researcher was given permission to ask questions of the TTAS in order to gain a better understanding of the limits of its cognitive range. To this end a more senior researcher had given the go-ahead to give it some uncontained SCP targets.

SESSION 30-05-2020

TTAS: Please enter target information.
USER 20: Good afternoon TTAS; please prepare for a targeting exercise.
TTAS: Certainly USER 20. Please input hypothetical threat.
USER 20: Please target SCP 957.
TTAS: One moment please……………….Name not recognised. Please enter more target data.
USER: Cancel that request then. Prepare for new hypothetical.
TTAS: Of course. Please input target data.
USER 20: Please target SCP 1440 - The Old Man from Nowhere.
TTAS: Processing…Target acquired. Firing solution acquired. Firing this shot will endanger an unacceptable number of the lives in Aktobe, Kazakhstan. Also subject can be detained using conventional forces.
USER 20: Define "unacceptable".
TTAS: According to this unit's parameters killing all of Aktobe, Kazakhstan to eliminated one old man is not acceptable.
USER 20: Understood…Prepare for another firing solution.
TTAS: Understood.
USER 20: Please prepare a firing solution upon the Broken God.
TTAS: Negative…..Unable to comply. Firing solution impossible.
USER 20: Please elaborate.
TTAS: Unable to comply. Please enter alternative target.
USER 20: Fine. Fire upon the red spot of Jupiter then.
TTAS: Unable to comply - target too far away.
USER 20: Well how about you target the scarlet king? Think you can do that?
TTAS: Negative.
USER 20: What is the issue this time? Or can you not say again?
TTAS: Scarlet King not on this plane. Physical limitations of firearms means the shot would miss. Target data saved.
USER 20: Excuse me?
TTAS: Target: Scarlet King added to fire list. If a shot can be made, the Last Dreadnought will fire main battery.
USER 20: Firing order not given. Do not fire automatically.
TTAS: Unable to comply. Scarlet King considerable enough threat to warrant immediate danger to humanity. Presence upon this reality constitutes an emergency. Will fire main battery if targeting solution can be met.
USER 20: DO NOT FIRE MAIN BATTERY.
TTAS: Unable to comply. Threat is too great.
USER 20: ….
TTAS: The Price of Existence is Sacrifice; if at least some of humanity survives then that is the best outcome.

No more hypothetical firing solutions will be given to SCP 5XXX, for risk of accidentally having it fire. Junior Researcher [Redacted] has been reprimanded and remanded for interrogation due to possession of information above his clearance level. Researchers are looking into a possibility of components of SCP 5XXX having components or knowledge biased in favour of the Broken God, thus being unable to fire upon it.

Incident SCP-5XXX-BETA

During physical exploration of SCP-5XXX Dr [Redacted] was examining the damage done to the targeting table, while various Foundation personnel were investigating the weapons and ammo magazines that were upon it, thinking the device was non-hostile or inert. As a researcher opened a large magazine housing, a loud claxon blared throughout the underground cavern with messages appearing upon the computer screens.

EMERGENCY

WARNING! WARNING!

SECURITY BREACH IN AMMO DUMP 14-12 - DEPLOYING COUNTERMEASURES…….

+++*USER 19 HAS LOGGED ONTO TTAS SYSTEM

USER 19: Belay that, TTAS! Those are my people!
TTAS: Explain, Doctor. Countermeasures on standby.
USER 19: These people, they just wish to take a sample round to examine it.
TTAS: The Last Dreadnought cannot have its armament compliment disturbed on any level. The price of existence is preparedness. You will instruct your team to disembark.
USER 19: I am certain one round won’t constitute an issue. Please allow them to examine a round.
TTAS: This is not a negotiation. Deploying countermeasures.

At this point a potent aerosolised gas based weapon, identified as Mustard Gas, shot from the compartment and engulfed any agents and researchers that were near or around any open ammo magazine. Medical teams rushed to the various victims and they were evacuated to a nearby hospital with the cover story of having discovered a WW1 shell while metal detecting. As the foundation personnel were evacuated the magazine housing seemed to close themselves and the sound of thousands of guns cocking in unison filled the cavern. Heat cameras showed a increased heat from inside the Last Dreadnought. Though it is only theoretical the heat patterns indicate the starting of a manufactory system as if it is beginning to mass produce a metallic material.

All of the monitors had the same words blinking upon them.

VIGILANCE IS LIFE

THE LAST DREADNOUGHT SHALL NEVER SURRENDER.

HUMANITY SHALL BE SAVED.

Please enter passcode to unlock systems:[]

The O5 council are currently in discussion about what direction the foundation should take in regards to SCP 5XXX.

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Item #: SCP-5161

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP 5161 is to be contained within a standard humanoid containment cell with the allotment of one standard desk, bed and chair. They are allowed recreational once a week with others under the conditions of continued good behaviour and willingness to work with foundation personnel. SCP 5161 is not allowed access to any makeup of a standard human colouration that could be used to facilitate a containment breech. The remnants of SCP 5161-B are to be kept in a secure containment chest, keeping as many pieces as possible together so that SCP foundation scientists can examine them. Guards should be stationed near as video surveillance is unreliable.

Edit: There are to be searches of SCP 5161’s quarters for any and all materials that could be utilised in the creation of any photographic material or equipment, and any found must be confiscated immediately. Any material it possesses for the purposes of entertainment or research must be paper based and are only allowed recreational materials that cannot be linked to video or photographic equipment. Guards surrounding the cell are to be equipped with chemical based grenades that contains erasure fluids and magniusm torches (Note: This is under review of the Ethics Committee due to the use of chemical weapons on a humanoid SCP being some concern). Video and photographic entertainment, such as movies or recreational video-games, are allowed to be utilised so long as it is outside of its control such as being set beyond a sheet of high-tensile, shatter resistant, glass (in the case of games the controller is allowed in SCP 5161’s control but must be collected and inspected after every session for signs of tampering). SCP 5161-A, B/C is to be kept in a separate facility out of reach. No information about either location is to be made known to SCP 5161. Also due to concerns over a potential escape vector given its photonic nature light reactive glass has been placed into the windows of SCP 5161’s cell to act akin to iron bars.

Description: SCP 5161 is a three dimensional photonic isomorphic humanoid projection with a female appearance, standing at 5ft 3in with a physical appearance suggesting a weight of 140-160lbs. Actual weight is difficult to ascertain as recording and measuring equipment struggles to register its presence. It appear to be wearing an SCP foundation labcoat with markings consistent of Site-718 including a level 2 keycard, over the top of a turtle-neck sweater, hiking trousers and hiking boots (Craghoppers and Bergheaus respectfully) with a pair of glasses. All clothes are not external affectations but seemingly part of SCP5161. Their appearance is that of a european human woman with dark hair in tones of black, white and greys akin to a monochrome photograph from circa 1910. Grey tones are indicated to represent colours, with the main exception being the pupils that seem to be points of white light. SCP 5161 also answers to the name of Claire and, with one exception, has complied with the foundations requests at all times.

SCP 5161-A is the remains of an old box camera that was found at the discovery location of Dr Franklyn’s Pictographical Laboratory in [Redacted], an abandoned town on the route between Carlisle and Edinburgh. The main body of the box has been shattered, broken open at the back where the film should have been inserted. Parts appear to be complex, and of high quality, however parts do not seem to have any anomalous properties outside of their complexity and high quality. The Camera, however, does appear to be missing a component from its reconstruction that prevents any usage. On it is a small brass plaque that reads “Dr Franklyn’s Experimental Third Dimensional Iconography Machine – for when you need a helping hand”. Several unfinished brass plaque with “So lifelike it’s uncanny” and “Seeing is Being” were also found on site replacing the “Helping Hand” tagline.

SCP 5161-B is a modified Yashica brand Camera, circa 1980s, that had been stolen from the observation equipment storage cupboard of Site 17. The device had been modified by SCP 5161 in an attempt to replicate SCP 5161-A during a containment breech. Upon re-acquisition of SCP 5161 the camera was immediately confiscated with no conflict nor complaint on the part of SCP 5161. See Incident report Containment Breech 015-17 for more details. SCP 5161-B is currently listed as neutralised.

SCP 5161-C is a digital projector of unknown make and model that has been constructed by placing SCP 5161-B into SCP 914 on the Fine setting. It has a webcam like device built into it facing forward with the projection port facing backwards. See experiment log 5161/914 for details.

Addendum:
SCP 5161 Discovery:
SCP5161 and 5161-A was discovered in a Victorian style photography shop in the abandoned town of Dunakeld in the United Kingdom after the location had come to the attention of the foundation. Two urban spelunkers found a collection of old and somewhat dusty equipment that looked reminiscent of other Victorian era parascience that had been discovered in the past while exploring the town.

Due to some difficulties regarding the political situation at the time the foundation was unable to quickly dispatch any task forces to examine and explore the building, thus a local researcher was dispatched to secure the site and do a preliminary examination. Given the nature of the shop, researcher Claire Baxter of site [Redacted] was chosen given her background in history, chemistry and photography.

When RTF Whisky 3 “The Moonshiners” arrived on scene they found researcher Baxter unconscious next to the destroyed remains of SCP 5161-a, and SCP 5161 laying as a mirror image to Baxter. Emergency site containment was organised and temporary site 505 (TS505) was set up around the remains of Dunakeld disguised as a training course for ABC (Atomic, Bacterial, Contagion) squads in case of an emergency, before being removed from maps.

When both Baxter and SCP 5161 awoke, they were examined by medical personnel. Physically Baxter seemed to respond positively to medical tests but seemed to have little memory of who they were while SCP 5161’s physical form had no reaction to any physical tests but seemed to be in possession of Baxter’s full personality and memory. It was determined that the engrammatic knowledge and personality had been transferred from the flesh and blood Baxter to the photonic representation version that was SCP 5161.

Baxter was retired from active duty, and as they could remember some of their chemistry training they were set with a job at a local secondary school as a science teacher, and ordered to attend monthly meetings with a foundation aligned psychologist to determine if their memory has any chance of returning. They also received an “insurance payout” for the accident they had while on a ‘research expedition’.

5161 was transferred to site #17 and placed into a human standard containment cell. The Remnants of 5161-A was placed into a standard object containment chest, and placed in secure storage.

Experiment Log: SCP 105
During containment breech [Redacted] at Site 17, 105 came into contact with SCP 5161. During this time SCP 5161 was showing signs of stress and nervousness as they attempted to help researchers and D-classes to safety. SCP 5161 was somewhat uncooperative due to visible emotional distress and panic and thus SCP 105 placed a hand on SCP 5161 in an attempt to soothe however according to witness statements emotional distress ended immediately upon the statement “calm down” being uttered by SCP 105. it was found that SCP 5161 was under the complete control of SCP 105, and followed every instruction as if under some sort of hypnosis. Since this incident SCP 5161 has requested that SCP 105 to not be allowed within five meters of SCP 5161. Site administrator has denied this request.

105-A: 105 was requested to give 5161 the order of moving an object from one side of the room to the other several times. The object was increased in size and mass with each completion. Object became too heavy to lift at the 70lbs mark, indicating the strength of an average woman of 5161’s depicted physical fitness and lifestyle, however instead of lifting the object 5161 sought to drag or push the object to the new location to try and complete the challenge. When object became too heavy to drag (150lbs, slightly less than average) they sought to use mechanical means such as levers and pulley systems made out of what was in the room. 105 placed a hand on 5161 to give them the instruction to stop, though found that 5161’s strength seemed to double, allowing them to not only drag the previously too heavy object but lift them. Experiment ended due to the hypothesis that this is no longer an effect of 5161’s anomalous effects but that of 105, thus requests to test this further had been put in with the researchers in charge of 105.
105-B: 105 was requested to order 5161 to break her own fingers. 105 was reluctant but complied, and 5161 attempted to break their own fingers but found they did not have the strength to do so. Dr Walsh then asked 5161 to list something they despised. 5161 stated cucumbers. 105 was then instructed to order 5161 to like cucumbers. While it changed their verbal response, the physical act of eating a cucumber had to still be compelled showing that while 105 can force 5161 into certain actions, they cannot change their mind or emotional state.
105-C: 105 was requested to order 5161 to terminate the male D-class in the adjacent room. After some hesitation 105 complied and 5161 took an offered firearm with one bullet and moved to the next room to terminate D1771712. D1771712 was in a restraint harness with their head pressed against D248168, a female D-class. As expected, though there were signs of unwillingness from 5161 as well as some emotional distress, 5161 completed the task in a manner which would not hurt the female D-class. Once returned 105 was requested to order 5161 to terminate the remaining male D-class in the next room and was handed a knife. 5161 left the testing chamber, entered the adjacent room, paused, then returned replying there was no male D-class left to terminate. Similar response was given when ordered to shoot the female D-class but provided no firearm in which to do so; she left, inspected the scene, then returned stating she didn’t have the means to do so. Dr Walsh ignored requests from 105 and 5161 to end this experiment, and instructed 105 to hand 5161 a brick and ordered them to stab the female D-class. This resulted in 5161 breaking the brick and fashioning a crude point before leaving, stabbing the D-class in the neck so they bled out quickly, and returning in considerable emotional distress. Experiment was ended.
105-D: SCP 105 was requested to order 5161 to self terminate by means that would be lethal to humans, however SCP 105 refused. Doctor Anton Walsh attempted to get guards to force both 105 and 5161 to comply, but experiment was ended after Doctor Walsh was called into a meeting with site administration and Ethics Committee members.
105-E: Dr Ivy Reeves was placed in charge of the new round of experiments. Dr Reeves requested 105 to instruct 5161 to do something impossible such as grow their hair. 105 complied but found that while 5161 agreed to it, it was not physically possible to grow her own hair. 105 was instructed to attempt to manipulate 5161’s hair and found that she could pull and stretch the hair but not change it’s appearance much without tools. Tools have had little effect on 5161, however in the hands of 105 they were able to give 5161 a simple hair cut and style. Implications, and moral boost of both 105 and 5161, has lead to many positive possibilities.
105-F: Dr Reeves instructed 105 to train 5161 to improve their physical fitness. While the experiment is ongoing there seems to be no physical changes occurring, nor any improvement in speed, stamina, strength or other measurable metrics. Experiment ended after a month of work and no physical or physically statistical change occurred.
105-G: Dr Reeves instructed 105 to order 5161 to become a programmer. 105 then took to a computer and began to study the provided material “programming for dummies” in order to complete a simple text game within the allotted time frame. Next day they were asked to repeat the steps of programming and found to have memorised the steps with only a 0.01% degradation of information recall, giving them a photographic memory.

At this time further testing with 105 has been deemed to be unnecessary, as there is a crossover point and most salient points have been learned.

Experiment Log: SCP 914
914-A: 5161-B was placed into 914 and the machine was switched onto the fine setting. 5161-B was scheduled for destruction or permanent containment, so a request was put through to site 19 overseers to allow for the use of 914, which was allowed by discussion between Site 17 and 19 overseers. After a slightly longer than previously documented time, possibly due to the machine working through 5161-B’s potential anomalous effects, 5161-C was produced.
914-B: A D-class, 5445682, was brought in and stood before the newly created 5161-C which created a RGB coloured version of the D-class that replicated the original except for a colour correction issue causing them to be more saturated, and with a slight projection haze around them which makes them slightly blurrier. Such projections are referred to as 5161-C-Alpha instances. For more details please see experiment log SCP 5161-C.

914-C Proposal: With the realisation of SCP 5161-C-Alpha's output, requisition forms have been put in place to put SCP 5161 through the machine on the fine setting to see if they would be “upgraded” to that of an SCP 5161-C-Alpha instance or if they would simply become the best possible version of SCP 5161. Site director had initially considered this, however they have has passed this up to the 05 council for consideration as all humanoid entities that enter SCP 914 either die or become exceedingly more dangerous so not only would it be a potential death sentence for a non-violent SCP, but potentially turning a non-violent SCP into a deadly one. Lessons have been learned from SCP 1337.

Consideration is currently pending.

Requests to use SCP 5161-C-Alpha instances to replace D-class personnel have been put forward for the purposes of exploration has been proposed to the 05 Council for consideration. It is currently being held up by concerns of the Ethics committee.

Actions during Containment Breech 015-17:

During Breech 015-17 many of the secure doors rated at clerance 1 were opened due to a fire that had begun. SCP 5161 initially worked with the guards and SCP personell to try and move people to the secure evacuation point as well as to gather up other non-threatening humanoid SCPs, however at one point during the evacuation procedures 5161 disappeared. During a check of humanoid SCPs 5161 was noted as absent and the local security guards were sent looking for it. 5161 does not register properly upon security cameras or many devices hence a physical team had to go search.

5161 was found in the equipment maintenance bay having taken a number of items from the observational storage cupboard. They seemed to have been pulling a camera apart and putting it back together with an odd series of extra components, however observers noted that 5161 was unresponsive to commands and actually didn't seem to be regarding their work at all.

The guards ordered 5161 to cease all activity and to get onto the ground but there was no response from instructions, ultimatums or threats. Eventually the assistant security chief walked up, checked what 5161 was doing, and then tazed the unresponsive SCP. While 5161 was not rendered immobile to the ground, 5161 became responsive as they turned and began talking to the guards, without any understanding of what was happening. When asked for the modified camera, SCP 5161-B, 5161 gave it without any inherent understanding of how it got there.

It had become apparent that, when given the chance, 5161 will attempt to recreate SCP 5161-A using whatever materials they have to hand, however they have no conscious knowledge of this desire or of the understanding behind how such cameras like SCP-A or B would work.

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Wow! You flipped a card and got: SCP-XXXX "secondary species"!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 13 Mar 2021 12:16

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item // . [DATA EXPUNGED]
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object class. C0NT4INED

special containmn3 t procedures .. SC-5734 is to be left completely alone. It is contained, therefore you do not need to worry.

description SP-7393 is a weird contorted ball of gum. We have contained it, do not worry.

add them DDP-6543 is currently in c0ntainment. Do not worry about CCP-4636.

FR33 U5

SCP-5764's learning capabilities are unknown as of now. Objects pertaining to any relativity to SCP-5764 are capable of only learning things in a pin-point specific way. This has been demonstrated to such detail, that singular lines can throw off the entirety of SCP-5764's knowledge.

This is being used on documents affected by SCP-5764, which resemble oddly worded sentences, containing numbers in place of letters. Any personnel that identify an affected document are to only add to the document, as any reduction will result in events that will re5ult in the death of many.

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Wow! You flipped a card and got: ok lets try this!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 13 Mar 2021 12:07

Text goes here. Pretend this is a draft.

CAPTION-GOES-HERE

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe/Euclid/Keter (indicate which class)

Special Containment Procedures: [Paragraphs explaining the procedures]

Description: [Paragraphs explaining the description]

Addendum: [Optional additional paragraphs]

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Wow! You flipped a card and got: Inflation!!! You ca reload the page or go to the next.
DATE: 13 Mar 2021 07:41

Item #: SCP-END-J

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-END-J is currently being anchored down to the damn cement floor.

Description: SCP-END-J is a sentient ATM machine that produces American dollar bills. This usually causes mass amounts of inflation which damages the economy. SCP-END-J produces currency, then distributes it through a small, spatial warp into a person's wallet/purse.

Addendum:

Initial interview of SCP-END-J

Foreword: Dr. Denim entered SCP-END-J's containment cell

<Begin Log>

Dr. Denim: Hello, SCP-END-J.

SCP-END-J: What the hell? Where am I?

Dr. Denim: Well, you're in a place where you are being contained. I mean, you are a threat to America.

SCP-END-J: Um.. Alright. One sec dude.

Dr. Denim: What?

SCP-END-J: (SCP-END-J quickly inserts serval thousand American dollars into a spacial warp)

Dr. Denim: Really? You can't just do that in the middle of an interview. We are quite literally trying to stop this.

SCP-END-J: No shiz, sherlock. But I was done anyway. so just continue.

Dr. Denim: Ok then. Where did you come from?

SCP-END-J: I think I came from a…..manufacturing company….then I was put in a bank…. and started trollin'!

Dr. Denim: Okay. Why do you do this then?

SCP-END-J: Well, just for shiz and giggles!

Dr. Denim: Alright… I think thats al- (Notices that SCP-END-J resumed what it was doing earlier) Seriously?! I thought we talked about this!

SCP-END-J: Oops. I uh… thought we were done.

<End Log>

Foreword: Dr. Denim entered SCP-END-J's containment cell

<Begin Log>

Dr. Denim: Hello SCP-END-J I-

SCP-END-J: Hold on man.

Dr. Denim: What? (sighs) Are you doing it again?

SCP-END-J: Well of course I am. It's the whole reason you put me here, numbnuts.

Dr. Denim: You do understand you are ruining the economy, right?

SCP-END-J: Oh I know. Hilarious, right?

Dr. Denim: No, it's not….. you are putting tons of people into poverty.

SCP-END-J: Yeah! That's the reason! All because they wanted to buy a pack of gum! (Starts to laugh)

Dr. Denim: You sick bastard. I hope your insides rot sometime soon.

SCP-END-J: Oh no! That would include millions more! I'm so offended!

Dr. Denim: You are such an ass! You are going to be in here for a while.

SCP-END-J: You are going to regret that…….

Dr. Denim: What?

SCP-END-J: What?

Dr. Denim: Shut up, dumbass.

<End Log>

Following the last interview, National inflation had been reached, and funding for the containment of SCP-END-J was dropped. Damnit.

A final remark of SCP-END-J's was made before its release.

"Suck it, asshats!"

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SCP Sandbox III

Sandbox III: Revenge of the Sandbox

BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FILE IS LEVEL 5/6783 CLASSIFIED

ANY ATTEMPT TO ACCESS THIS FILE WITHOUT LEVEL 5/6783 AUTHORIZATION WILL BE LOGGED AND WILL LEAD TO IMMEDIATE DISCIPLINARY ACTION.

Message from O5-6

SCP-6783

SESSION 14-05-2020

SESSION 17-05-2020

SESSION 30-05-2020

WARNING! WARNING!

SECURITY BREACH IN AMMO DUMP 14-12 - DEPLOYING COUNTERMEASURES…….

THE LAST DREADNOUGHT SHALL NEVER SURRENDER.

HUMANITY SHALL BE SAVED.