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DATE: 06 Feb 2021 05:22
"The hardest part of this job? Others might say it's the inevitable casualties of personnel, or the morally questionable choices we are often forced to make. Some might even say it's the mountains of paperwork we have to deal with. For me, it's none of these. For me, the hardest part of the job is time and again coming face to face with cosmic mysteries and horrors so unfathomable that humanity seems insignificant in comparison. In the face of such things, it is unspeakably difficult to find the will to keep up the fight." -Dr. Richmond Helmut
Item#: SCP-6331
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedure: Due to the anomalous nature of SCP-6331, containment of SCP-6331-A and SCP-6331-B (Procedure 6331-Beta, also known as Project Domus Mactabilis) is more of a process of compromise than containment, and many in the foundation debate on whether or not it is worth it. Step one of Procedure 6331-Beta is to create a fully furnished living structure on foundation grounds, physically disconnected from other facility structures but still on-site. The structure must have an empty storeroom/cellar at ground(or sub ground) level. Step two involves choosing a carefully elected D class individual to live in the structure, serving as a sort of bait for SCP-6331. If the trap is successful, SCP-6331-A will manifest within the structure and the D class individual will become an instance of SCP-6331-B. Step three of the procedure is allowing SCP-6331-B to maintain close proximity and access to SCP-6331-A, so as to prevent SCP-6331-B from perishing and SCP-6331-A from relocating. Finally, step four of Procedure 6331-Beta is allowing SCP-6331-B a continuous supply of random inanimate objects (and the occasional animate object for scientific study) for him/her to regularly place within SCP-6331-A so as to keep SCP-6331-B from placing themselves in SCP-6331-A. This has proven to be the most effective method of containment as of yet, but the foundation researchers are constantly under pressure from the 05 Council to find a more efficient method of containing SCP-6331. While the foundation has near limitless resources financially, there are many in the foundation who are opposed to the idea of constantly sending physical resources to a place from whence nothing (with the exception of SCP-303) has ever returned.
Description: SCP-6331, codename "The Cellar", is an event that occurs from time to time in which an empty, abandoned storage room/cellar inherits the anomalous qualities of SCP-6331-A and subsequently infects a human individual soon after, turning them into an instance of SCP-6331-B:
SCP-6331-A: Only observed to manifest itself in windowless ground or basement floor rooms in occupied structures, more specifically cellars, storage rooms and two recorded cases of sub-basement WWII bomb shelters. When SCP-6331-A manifests in one such room, the room inherits an anomalous nature of being deceptively larger than it looks. Never seeming to change in size or shape, yet somehow the chamber always has just enough space to fit one more item in it, no matter how many objects of varying sizes have already been placed inside. Witnesses of SCP-6331-A have also described the room as having suddenly become ominous and uncomfortable, as though overnight it became an out-of-place new room in the building, despite always having been there with no discernible change in appearance. Some additional reports state that a strange, pungent odor (best described as the smell of rotting fruit and gasoline) seems to permeate from the room, though not all can attest to this.
SCP-6331-B: Not long after SCP-6331-A manifests in an occupied structure, one of the structure residents will start to exhibit symptoms of becoming an instance of SCP-6331-B, or a "Gofer" as some in the foundation have taken to calling them. It starts out harmless enough, with the infected individual putting the occasional item in the room as means of storage, but as they become increasingly aware of the anomalous qualities of SCP-6331-A, they will slowly grow more and more obsessed with putting stuff in it, at first to see how much they can fit inside, but eventually out of a sheer euphoric desire to. SCP-6331-B will continue with this behavior until they have put everything that isn't part of the building's original structure inside the room, meaning furniture, appliances, animals and even other humans. Any attempts to physically stop SCP-6331-B from this task will result in them becoming unreasonably aggressive and violent, and in multiple cases they have been known to kill pets and loved ones in order to get them to stay inside SCP-6331-A. Once there is nothing left in a building for the Gofer to put in the room, they will lastly place themselves in the room. After a few minutes SCP-6331-B, and all of the room's contents, will vanish without a trace, and the room will lose all of it's anomalous qualities and revert to being a regular cellar/storage room. Within one month to five years, SCP-6331-A will then manifest itself again somewhere in the world.
History of SCP-6331:
The Holton Tragedy: The Cellar first came to the SCP Foundation's attention on February 23rd, 1934 when the Holton family in Soda Springs, Idaho made the front page of the local paper by claiming their basement was haunted and their sixteen year old son possessed. Skeptical of the claims, the foundation sent agents to investigate the incident to determine whether or not the claim was legitimate or a simple hoax by simple country folk. Upon arriving at the site, the agents were greeted by an upset family of Holton's who were frantically seeking help. Their sixteen year old son, Hyrim Holton, had become unnervingly obsessed with placing everything he could get his hands on inside the farmhouse cellar, which itself the family described as having "become foul". Any efforts the family had made to stop the teenage boy had resulted in injury, and they had even awoken one morning to learn that Hyrim had killed the family cat and placed its corpse in the cellar. It goes without saying the family was at a loss for any explanation short of "devil work".
Per their assignment, the agents began an inspection of the farm house, but aside from an unusual lack of furnishings about the home, nothing seemed odd. Upon their inspection of the cellar, it came as no surprise when they found all the missing furniture stuffed inside, with Hyrim actively in the process of trying to fit a large, leather armchair in. The agents were in agreement that something about the subterranean room seemed off, and upon further examination found that the number of various objects piled up inside simply didn't make sense given the size and shape of the chamber, with one agent describing it as something akin to an optical illusion. "You knew from a glance it wasn't right, but you couldn't quite explain it."
Throughout the examination, Hyrim was nearby watching them with an evident sense of exalted joy. He seemed immensely thrilled they were in the room. All of this changed, however, when one agent attempted to leave the room with a bedside lamp, intending to take it back to the foundation for testing. Hyrim flew into a frenzy and attacked the agent, shrieking and begging him to put the lamp back. Thanks to his foundation issued protective gear, the agent was unharmed, but Hyrim's behavior only further convinced the team that they were, in fact, dealing with something anomalous.
As soon they received approval from the ethics committee, the agents wasted no time in quarantining the house and setting up a base of operations nearby, bringing in more foundation personnel to assist in research and security. The Holton family was taken to an off-site location for safety and examination, as it was uncertain whether or not any of them were anomalous in their own right. In the case of Hyrim Holton this proved to be more difficult as he was abnormally reluctant to leave the house and desperately tried to fight off all attempts to remove him from the premises, in the end requiring four agents and a mild sedative to subdue him. For the next three days that Hyrim was in SCP custody, he was reported to show an alarming decline in his mental and physical health, despite the best efforts of the foundation medical staff.
During those three days, the on-site research team heavily investigated the farmhouse in its entirety, but in the end determined that the only discernible anomalous activity revolved around the cellar. At the end of the third day, the decision was made to remove and catalog all of the items in the cellar so that a proper examination of the room itself could be made, and on April 2nd of 1934 on-site personnel began the process at 22:00 and finished at 23:14. They had taken barely more than an hour to empty the chamber and had experienced no interference in the process, and the researchers noted that only moments later the cellar seemed to suddenly lose its anomalous qualities (such as the ominous feeling and spacial distortion) and become nothing more than a damp, moldy cellar. It was an interesting development, but it would come with unfortunate news soon after.
Communication methods of that era were limited at best, and the on-site personal could not have known that at 22:02 (the exact time the first object was removed from the cellar) Hyrim Holton's health took a dramatic turn for the worst. The medical staff reported that without warning the teenage boy's heart rate skyrocketed and he flew into a hysteric fit of rage. No amount of sedatives seemed to calm him as he kicked, screamed and thrashed, and when he began to frantically claw at his own head the doctors had no choice but to completely restrain his movements. For over the next hour his condition rapidly deteriorated and his heart rate continued to increase until it was at a level that no human should have been able to survive at. The doctors were at a complete loss and were desperately trying to find a way to help the boy when all at once, at exactly 23:14, Hyrim Holton's heart abruptly stopped beating and he passed away before anybody could even react. All efforts to resuscitate the youth proved ineffective. A later autopsy would reveal the cause of death to be a brain aneurysm.
It was the following morning that both the off-site medical staff and the on-site researchers were finally able to compare notes, and all were in agreement that the time of Hyrim's death in relation to the emptying of the cellar could be no coincidence. Somehow, removing all of the items from the cellar had resulted in the boy's death, which weighed heavily on a couple of the researcher's consciences. Regardless, the work continued and after a few days of further inspection of both the cellar and the cataloged items, it was determined that there were no more observable anomalous qualities in either of them. The quarantine zone was decommissioned and the members of the Holton family were all administered Class B amnestics. While the SCP foundation pulled all evidence of their presence from the site, several agents were assigned to discreetly observe the Holton's in case of a resurgence in activity. However this proved to be unnecessary as a year passed with no further incidents involving the Holton household. Most of the researchers believed the incident to have been the result of a poltergeist(or possibly a Domus Mactabilis) that had attached itself to Hyrim Holton. The case was given the designation SCP-6331 and was filed as "Neutralized" until three years later when new events led to it's reopening.
The resurgence of SCP-6331: On May 16th in 1937 (Approximately three years after the incident at the Holton farmhouse) the SCP Foundation received reports from their European branch of a pregnant woman from Louth, Ireland who had been taken into police custody. She had been found going door to door through the town frantically begging people for help and claiming her husband had lost his mind. At first glance the case seemed like nothing special as the woman's husband had a criminal history of reckless drinking and violence, and thus not really in the realms of SCP jurisdiction, but as the woman began to tell her experience to the police, a local inside SCP informant began to notice many uncanny similarities between her story and the Holton incident. Posing as local law enforcement, a team of SCP agents took the woman into custody, spiriting her away to the nearest foundation facility to question her further.
The woman told them how she and her husband had lived in their house for nearly a decade, and while her husband had his faults and weaknesses, he had never shown any signs of insanity. This all changed, however, when one morning the woman had gone into the basement and had been met with a horrendous fetor she had never witnessed before. She was convinced that something had died in the basement, likely some rodent, and had asked her husband to look into it. He begrudgingly did, but had come back having found nothing. He had also claimed not to smell anything and readily blamed it on her sensitive sense of smell and the fact that she was pregnant. Naturally, the woman decided not to upset her husband by pressing the matter.
Over the following week, the woman began to notice something strange. Random household objects had started going missing, and her husband had started spending more and more time in the basement. The woman had finally reached her wits-end when she awoke one morning to find everything in their bedroom (excluding the bed in which she slept) was missing. She had raced down to the basement to inform her husband of the possible burglary, but was shocked by what she had found. Not only had the strong odor grown worse, but across the room was her husband, attempting to fit the nightstand into the cellar. A second glance revealed to the woman that all of the missing household items were there too, somehow piled up inside of a cellar that was far too small to possibly fit all of it. When he noticed her, her husband had rushed over and put his hands on her shoulders, trying to convince her that everything was normal and she had nothing to fear, though his strong grip and the crazed look in his eyes said otherwise. He rambled about being "almost done" and insisted that she wait in the cellar for him while he grabbed a few more things.
Frightened, the woman expressed her opposition to the idea and begged for him to let her go, but this only seemed to anger the unhinged man as he started dragging her towards the cellar, muttering all the while that she "always had to make things difficult". As they drew closer and closer to the small room, the woman describes her emotions at the time as being a sense of unfathomable dread. She was certainly scared of her husband, but even worse was the horror she felt as they approached the cellar door, describing it as "being dragged towards the gaping, hungry maw of an unthinkable, nightmarish beast". As her husband dragged her over the threshold, the woman panicked and frantically reached for something, anything, to save her. Her hand found the handle of a frying pan, and as if by instinct she swung it across the back of her husband's head with a resounding ping. He went down, and without thinking about what she had done she raced out of the basement and out of the house before her husband could get back on his feet. She had then spent the next thirty minutes going door to door begging for help and was shortly brought in by the police, the following events leading up to where she was now.
By this point, the foundation needed no further convincing. Her story held too many similarities to the Holton incident for the foundation to ignore. Immediately a team of agents were dispatched to the house, but upon their arrival found that not only was the house completely void of furnishings, but the husband was nowhere to be seen and the cellar was completely empty. The agents also reported there was no foul odor and the cellar was no more menacing than any dark, musty cellar. There was some question of the legitimacy of the woman's story, but after further interrogation it was determined that, at the very least, the woman fully believed everything she had said. She was administered a Class A amnestic and returned to the police precinct from which she had been taken from. Due to the abundance of similarities to the Holton incident, the case file for SCP-6331 was re-opened as a precaution.
The precaution proved fruitful as seven months after the Irish incident a massacre occurred in Carson City, Nevada which lead to an urban legend spreading around. Per the police report one of the locals, a loving husband and father of four, had recently lost his mind and murdered his family in the dead of night, and by morning everyone and everything in the house had vanished, with the only evidence of the incident being the bloodstains splattered throughout the house. Friends of the family describe their last interactions with the family as being concerning, with the mom growing afraid of her husband and the children telling their friends that "the basement demon" had possessed their father. The report also states how there were trails of blood leading down the basement stairs and across the basement floor, as though someone had been dragging a couple freshly killed corpses behind them. But the most unnerving, and most puzzling aspect of the case, was how the trail of blood seemed to abruptly stop at the threshold of a small dark room in the basement, the room itself being one of the only rooms in the house without any signs of blood splatter. The police had suspected the bodies had been buried under the room in question, but no amount of digging turned up anything, and the murder case had been closed until a lead could be found.
No lead would be found though, the foundation knew this. An ominous pattern was forming around SCP-6331, and the Carson City incident had all of the emerging traits. The foundation suspected more news regarding SCP-6331 was likely to keep emerging, so they reclassified it as Keter and sprang into action, putting together everything they currently knew. They knew that SCP-6331 always involved a room (mainly cellars and storerooms) that would develop certain anomalous features and an individual within the same building who would become enthralled with filling the room with household items and occasionally organic matter, and so both the room and the individual were labeled, sequentially, as SCP-6331-A and SCP-6331-B. They knew from the Holton incident that removing any of the items from SCP-6331-A would result in a hysterical frenzy in SCP-6331-B, and the continued removal of items would lead to a steep decline in the individuals physical and mental health, ultimately leading to the death of SCP-6331-B. At that time, SCP-6331-A would lose all of its anomalous qualities and revert to its original state. It could also be assumed, based on the information from the Irish incident and the Carson City incident, that once SCP-6331-B had succeeded in taking everything inside the building and placing it inside of SCP-6331-A, all the objects in question would mysteriously vanish, along with SCP-6331-B, and SCP-6331-A would revert to its original state.
But there was still so much the foundation didn't know, so many unanswered questions. Was SCP-6331 simply a reoccurring natural event, or was it orchestrated? Had it already been happening before the foundation learned about it, and if so for how long? Were there certain requirements that had to be met for it to manifest in a structure? How were the candidates for SCP-6331-B chosen, was it random or did they all have something in common? Finally (and perhaps the biggest question of all) where did all of the missing items, as well as the missing instances of SCP-6331-B, disappear to?
Determined to find out, the SCP Foundation doubled their efforts and vigilance worldwide, hoping to catch SCP-6331 in the act. Unfortunately, the foundation had no such luck as all reported cases of SCP-6331 to occur over the next 24 years (two in Russia, one in Japan, one in Australia, two in South Korea and three in China) were all discovered after the fact. It wasn't until July 13th, 1961 that Foundation agents finally managed to intercept an active SCP-6331 event in a small town called Lexington, located in the heart of Nebraska USA.
Project Domus Mactabilis: When foundation intelligence received a call on July 13th, 1961 informing them of an active case of SCP-6331 in Lexington NE, a task force was dispatched without delay to the reported location. For the first time in over 25 years the SCP Foundation arrived in time to catch the anomaly in motion. As with the Holton incident the task force sectioned off the location and took the residents of the home into custody. The residents of the house were a family of three consisting of a recently married couple and their two year old daughter who had lived in the house for less than a year, the mother in this case suspected to be the current instance of SCP-6331-B. The house itself was a single story structure with no basement, and upon a thorough investigation it was determined that the room in which SCP-6331-A had manifested was a linen closet in the guest room. This raise some questions about SCP-6331-A as all previous recorded cases of the anomaly had involved basement storerooms and cellars.
The family was taken to the nearest foundation facility where the mother was reluctantly isolated from her family and the father and daughter were provided lodgings and accommodations until further notice. Unlike with the Holton incident, on-site personnel were given explicit instructions that any items already placed within SCP-6331-A were to be cataloged, but not removed. The first day of SCP-6331-B being isolated, medical staff reported her behavior as being similar to Hyrim Holton's initial behavior. However, unlike Hyrim Holton's behavior, the woman did not show a decline in her mental and physical health over the following days, but rather the opposite. Her mental and physical health continued to improve until by the sixth day of her isolation she no longer showed any signs of obsession or hysteria, and in fact felt very remorseful for her previous behavior, stating that she had acted irrationally and needed to make it up to her family.
By all means, this was a happier ending for the family than anyone could have hoped. Unfortunately, to the frustration of the foundation, the same day that SCP-6331-B was seemingly completely free of her symptoms, SCP-6331-A was reported to have suddenly lost its apparent anomalous qualities and everything inside, including a member of on-site security, had almost instantly vanished, the only prior indicator being a sudden scream from the security personnel. When briefed, the on-site researchers described the scream as having sounded like when you record someone talking then greatly speed up the audio. The missing security personnel was never found.
The foundation kept the family in custody for an additional week for study and interrogation, hoping to find a reason the mother had shown signs of recovery during containment when Hyrim Holton had only shown a continuous decline in health, with multiple researchers theorizing it was due to the difference in biological sex. During the mothers numerous interviews she was asked a number of questions (sometime the same question multiple times) about her experience; her thoughts, her emotions, etc. She described how initially both her and her husband were in agreement that the linen closet had become strangely unnerving and how their daughter would wake up crying at night more than usual. She then explained how her feelings had begun to change, how when she first placed some folded bedding in it she experienced an unusual feeling of elation. More and more she had begun putting things in the closet out of convenience, and as she did she started to feel increasing feelings of euphoria and exaltation. After just a few days the closet had gone from being some creepy, off-putting thing to constant source of joy and pleasure. The world around her became dark and dreary in comparison, and even her family had just seemed like minor annoyances meant to distract her, though she admitted that at the time she would feel particularly excited when she considered putting them inside as well.
When asked if she could tell them what she had put in the closet she gave an uncannily detailed account of every single item, which was congruent with the foundations catalog of the items. Something that piqued the interest of a number of the foundation researchers was that, unlike the Holton incident, the mother had not put any dead animals inside of SCP-6331-A, though she shamefully admitted that was not for lack of trying. By the end of the week the foundation had far more information than before the incident, which some considered to be a win. The family was administered Class B amnestics and allowed to go home. For the next couple of weeks the foundation discreetly observed the family, but no further activity was reported. Finally they left the family alone to live their life and began once again scanning the globe for SCP-6331 events.
After ten years (and four lost cases of SCP-6331) the foundation once more caught a break on October 20th, 1971 when they chanced upon an active incident in St. Louis, Missouri. A 46 year old man named Dick Tandry had been arrested for murdering a Jehovah's Witness missionary who he had invited into his home, and a search of the house revealed that the missionary's body had been stuffed into a room in the man's cellar, stuffed being the keyword as per the police report they also found a dead dog, a few dead birds and many household items had been placed in the room as well. The foundation moved quickly, swooping in before the police could begin a thorough investigation. Due to the sheer number of non-SCP personnel involved in the case the foundation was forced to take drastic measures and everyone who had come into contact with SCP-6331-A and SCP-6331-B (detectives, police officers, witnesses, etc.) were administered Class A and B amnestics, according to the level of their involvement. Dick Tandry was taken into foundation custody and his home sectioned off from the public.
Due to its location in such a highly populated area the foundation debated on whether or not they should relocate the entire house to a more secure location, but after minor deliberation they decided against it. Attempting to move the house might cause the anomaly to dissipate, and the foundation had no intention of letting it slip from their fingers again. Such a thing might've been unavoidable, they soon learned. Dick Tandry was showing a similar pattern of health degradation as Hyrim Holt had, despite the best efforts of the medical staff. After two days with no signs of improvement, one doctor suggested they returned SCP-6331-B to his home. With no better ideas at the time, the foundation ethics committee agreed to this, but he was to be restrained and monitored at all times with no access to SCP-6331-A directly. This proved futile, as even in the confines of his home Dick Tandry continued to show a decline in health. It wasn't until the foundation finally removed his restraints and let him return to his task of filling up SCP-6331-A did Dick Tandry started showing some remarkable improvements in his physical and mental health (for the most part).
With the information gathered from these events, the foundation was finally able to develop a rudimentary procedure for containing the anomaly, aptly named Procedure 6331-Alpha (or Project Domus Mactabilis). The procedure involved maintaining a perimeter around the structure that housed SCP-6331 and allowing SCP-6331-B (in this case Dick Tandry) unrestricted access to every room in the house, including the room containing SCP-6331-A. A daily supply of random household items and furnishings for Dick to place inside SCP-6331-A were to be delivered into the house without him noticing, and by doing so his health showed no signs of declining. With an unlimited supply of objects to put in his cellar, the man was happy and healthy, and the foundation had both him and SCP-6331-A contained for the following 33 years with only a few minor incidents involving trespassing teens, all of which were easily and swiftly resolved.
The Arkham-Helmut Experiment: SCP-6331 was successfully contained until the summer of 2004. It was at this time that SCP-6331-B (now elderly at the age of 76) started to show a gradual decline in his health. Foundation doctors were uncertain whether it was an effect of the anomaly or simply the strain of old age, but either way it seemed that Dick Tandry was not long for this world. The foundation ethics committee was heavily discussing ways to prolong the life of SCP-6331-B when two foundation scientists, Dr. Henry Arkham and Dr. Richmond Helmut, proposed an entirely different approach: let Dick Tandry die.
The two scientists had been studying the anomaly for years and together had discovered a lot about SCP-6331. They had learned that the reason some instances of SCP-6331-B were able to recover while others did not depended entirely on if SCP-6331-B had placed any humans or animals (living or dead) inside SCP-6331-A. Doing so seemed to serve as a catalyst that completely bound SCP-6331-B to SCP-6331-A.
They learned that there did indeed appear to be a link between all the recorded instances of SCP-6331-B, which the scientists believed was a deciding factor in how they had been chosen. An investigation into the backgrounds of each instance of SCP-6331-B revealed that the vast majority of them had been found guilty of (or at least gone to trial for) varying cases of manslaughter, and it was assumed that the few cases who had no criminal record were also guilty of manslaughter but had not been caught. Another item of interest was that every instance of SCP-6331-B had been born on nights in which there was no moon. Helmut and Arkham advised that this information could be used to easier locate SCP-6331 events, or possibly even manipulate when and where it would appear.
The two scientists had learned a great deal, but there was one question that still occupied their thoughts: where did everything go when SCP-6331-A disappeared? They were eager to find out, so Helmut proposed an experiment in which they would equip someone with the foundations latest communication technology and place them inside SCP-6331-A before humanely putting Dick Tandry to rest. The individual inside SCP-6331-A would then describe everything they experience for as long as they could, all of which would be recorded for further analysis.
The foundation ethics committee was uncertain at first, and weren't convinced the experiment was worth allowing SCP-6331 to escape foundation control, but Dr. Helmut eased their doubts by informing them that he had already formulated a plan to get SCP-6331 back into containment. After a little more discussion, the ethics committee agreed, stating that they would assign a D class personnel to the experiment. They were surprised, however, when Dr. Arkham opposed the utilization of any D class, volunteering to enter SCP-6331-A himself. He believed that D class personnel would not have the knowledge (or willingness) to properly describe what they were experiencing. The committee was hesitant to agree to this at first, but eventually decided that they would allow it, considering Dr. Arkham was readily volunteering.
All of the preparations were made and on June 2nd, 2004, the experiment was performed. SCP-6331-B was taken from his home and both Dr. Arkham and Dr. Helmut (along with a team of researchers and security) established a base of operations and a communications system in the basement right outside of SCP-6331-A. Dr. Arkham was equipped with protective gear and an earpiece that the foundation had developed with mild interdimensional capabilities. He placed himself inside SCP-6331-A and at exactly 14:00 SCP-6331-B, Dick Tandry, was administered a cocktail of classified chemicals that cause him to slowly fall unconscious and pass away peacefully in his sleep.
Almost immediately everything inside SCP-6331-A disappeared, as expected, but that was the extent of things going as anticipated. The initial plan was for there to be a two way communication between Dr. Arkham and Dr. Helmut, but to everyone's surprise and concern, the only sound that came from Dr. Arkham's end was a sudden, high pitched noise, immediately followed by the signal disconnecting. Dr. Helmut and his team were baffled and discouraged. Had Dr. Arkham just sacrificed himself for nothing?
Eager to make up for their apparent failure, the scientist and his team began thoroughly examining the little amount of recording they had received, but quickly found more than they had hoped. When the recorded sound had been slowed down a little, the team realized there were distinct breaks in the sound, closely resembling syllables in a spoken language. Increasingly curious, they slowed the sound down significantly, and were met with an initially pleasant surprise when they realized they were listening to the recorded voice of Dr. Arkham. Dr. Helmut theorized that wherever SCP-6331-A had taken Dr. Arkham, time seemed to move far faster.
The team started the recording from the beginning and listened with eager anticipation, but as the recording progressed the atmosphere of the researchers slowly shifted to chilled terror. The recording went as follows:
"Is it on? Testing, testing. Good, seems to be in order. Ready whenever you are, Helmut."
"Helmut? Why are you just standing there? Why is everyone holding still?"
"…Oh…oh my! Fascinating! It seems time within the anomaly has suddenly sped up drastically! Time outside of the chamber appears nearly frozen in comparison! Incredible!"
"Ah, though I suppose you shan't be able to actively communicate with me in this state. No matter, I am being recorded, so I shall continue to recount my experience. I trust you'll find a way to listen to this, Helmut my old friend."
"Something appears to be happening now. Perhaps my senses have grown confused by the anomaly, but it seems as though the entrance is growing smaller. No, not smaller. More distant."
"This is no confusion of the senses, the entrance is indeed growing more and more distant! The chamber itself is growing darker, larger, far and beyond the possible confines of the house! Astounding!"
"The entrance is far off now, with no signs of halting its progression. It is very dark now, the only light coming from the entrance, and the space about me no longer has discernible walls or boundaries. My excitement is mounting, and I thank the heavens that my curiosity outweighs my fear."
"It's pitch black now, I can see nothing except for the far entrance and the items with…me…wait, there is something, but I'm unsure how to describe it…"
"My god…"
"Helmut, if only you could see this! It's breathtaking! Amidst a backdrop of pitch black eternity, I am surrounded by shimmering iridescent…streams? Mist? No descriptive words do it justice! There are dim, golden flashes of phosphorescent light! They come and go all about me, like soothing celestial fireflies of varying size! Oh, Helmut. I wish you could see…"
"Something is happening now. The household items have began to drift apart, floating away in different directions."
"…No…not floating…something is pulling them away."
"There are shadows…moving about the darkness. I can't quite make them out, but I feel a growing sense of hostility all about me…"
"Oh god, they are dark beyond comprehension. So dark they stand out amidst the pitch blackness, and staring at them feels like staring head on into an arctic gale. I…I do not feel welcome here."
"They seem…hesitant to approach…but they draw closer nonetheless. My eyes must be adjusting, I think I'm starting to make out their forms…"
"Oh my god…"
"Oh god help me…"
"They are…humanoid? No, hounds! Hounds!"
"No, hounds does not describe. I…cannot describe them, and I want to look away! Please let me look away! Their forms, their faces! Desolation incarnate!"
"Helmut! HELMUT! They're reaching out for me now! I…have to run! To move! I can still see the door! It's far, horribly far, but I must try! I must move towards it!"
"I feel like I'm trying to run in a bog! I won't make it! Helmut, consider this my last wish! Don't let the foundation send anyone else! You must warn them! They're nearly upon me!"
"Oh God! Save me! They touch me, every aspect of me! It's cold as death, and burns my very soul! I see them! I SEE THEM!"
"….."
"….."
"Ulruus phitki pi kesi, m'heoo pi ruinourut…Gihuob n'mi kruasmoch kanebio gourut…"
"Ulruus phitki pi kesi, m'heoo pi ruinourut…Gihuob n'mi kruasmoch kanebio gourut…"
"Ulruus phitki pi kesi, m'heoo pi ruin-"
The recording cut shortly after that, leaving everyone in that basement in cold, contemplative silence. Suddenly they couldn't help but feel a sense of uneasy dread towards the nearby cellar that only 15 minutes before had been SCP-6331-A. Their perspective of the anomaly had changed for the worse, and everyone present agreed that it was more imperative than ever to bring SCP-6331 back into containment.
The news regarding the current development was sent to the 05 Council without delay. After they had a chance to listen to the recording, they all came to a unanimous decision; SCP-6331 needed to be brought back into containment at all costs. It was no longer some low level threat to be handled lightly. For all they knew, SCP-6331-A could prove to be a two-way gateway for whatever had claimed Dr. Arkham, or worse. In light of this, SCP-6331 was marked as Keter and Dr. Helmut was given full control of Project Domus Mactabilis while a team of researchers were dedicated to further analyzing the recorded message and attempting to translate the unknown language Dr. Arkham had begun babbling at the end.
The Doorman Incident: Under Dr. Helmut's directions, preparations were made to revise Project Domus Mactabilis. At foundation facilities all over the world additional structures were constructed, each with the purpose of housing a singular Class D individual who, if all went according to plan, would be selected to become SCP-6331-B. The buildings, though still on foundation grounds, were not directly attached to any other facility structures and were designed to resemble various styles of houses (based on the location). These houses were fully furbished, with only one room (either in the basement or at ground level) left empty.
Once the construction of the "houses" was complete, each facility elected Class D personnel to live in them, each one specifically chosen for being born on a night with no moon and having homicide/manslaughter on their criminal record. They would live in the "houses", could ask for almost anything they want (exceptions being internet access, firearms,etc.) and were provided food, entertainment and foundation medical care. They were never told of the purpose they would serve, and while some were understandably skeptical and suspicious, many were just glad they hadn't been chosen to deal with any of the more notoriously dangerous SCP. Due to the changes, Procedure 6331-Alpha was re-designated as Procedure 6331-Beta.
With this, the trap was set. A net had been cast and on June 6th, 2006 in a classified facility located in the Rocky Mountains, SCP-6331 took the bait. It had started as any other day, with foundation personnel monitoring the decoy house and it's class D inhabitant. A medical unit was giving the individual his weekly physical exam when suddenly one of them noticed a particularly acrid smell coming from somewhere in the house. The D Class claimed to smell nothing, but a further investigation by the medical unit confirmed the source of the smell to be the empty room in the basement. The sudden development was immediately reported and surveillance of the D Class personnel was doubled. Sure enough, only two days after the physical exam, the individual was observed placing a toilet plunger in the empty room for no apparent reason. Their behavior progressed predictably over the following week, at first putting stuff in the room casually, but over time more obsessively. Soon they were even requesting more items to place within SCP-6331-A. With no further doubt, the foundation designated the Class D personnel as SCP-6331-B and mark SCP-6331 as Safe.
SCP-6331 was successfully contained for the following four years, and the foundation had no reason to think that would change any time soon. A constant supply of household items was provided and SCP-6331-B was only in his twenties, so there was no threat of his health declining from old age like in the case of Dick Tandry. The weekly medical evaluations showed him to be in remarkable physical health, and with the exception of his innate obsessive behavior as SCP-6331-B even his mental health was above safety parameters. Everything was going smoothly, but as any experienced foundation personnel will tell you, always expect the unexpected when anomalies are involved.
On September 9th, 2010 one such unexpected incident occurred when SCP-6331-B suddenly stopped making any efforts to put any household items inside SCP-6331-A. In fact, they seemed entirely unwilling (or possibly incapable) of approaching the door to SCP-6331-A, though they clearly wanted to. Foundation personnel quickly rushed into the decoy house to assess the situation and question SCP-6331-B about his behavior. They found him curled up and clutching his head in a corner of the basement opposite of the door to SCP-6331-A, seemingly arguing with himself over whether or not he should continue his task. As several foundation personnel approached SCP-6331-A, they noticed heavy breathing on the other side of the door and an unbearable sense of dread wash over them, and it didn't take long for everyone to put two and two together.
The culprit was none other than SCP-303 (aka the Doorman), an anomalous entity being contained at the same classified site. SCP-303 was known for their ability to de-materialize and re-materialize seemingly at will, as well as the unique characteristic of appearing behind closed doors/barriers and instilling crippling fear in anyone who tried to approach. This wasn't his first time appearing inside the decoy house, but it was the first time he had materialized inside of SCP-6331-A itself. Needless to say this posed a problem as it was anyone's guess how long SCP-303 would stay inside SCP-6331-A. Researchers tried to find a solution to the situation, but as the minutes turned into hours, and hours turned into days, SCP-303 showed no signs of moving, and researchers questioned whether there was something about SCP-6331-A's anomalous nature that was keeping him there. SCP-6331-B continued to show a rapid decline in health and on September 14th the foundation watched helplessly as he passed away and SCP-6331-A disappeared with the doorman in it.
This was an unprecedented crisis. The foundation had lost both SCP-6331 and SCP-303 in one poor twist of fate, and there was no telling the repercussions. Naturally the 05 Council ordered an immediate lock down of the site as foundation scientists scrambled to find a solution to the problem. However, the chaotic situation all came to surprising and sudden end when nearly two hours after the incident SCP-303 re-materialized inside his favorite room, where he remained for over a week before returning to his usual behavior of travelling about the facility. He was heavily observed for several months following the incident, but nothing about his behavior had changed (though it was noted that he never again re-materialized anywhere inside the decoy house, almost as if he was avoiding it).
For the following two years SCP-6331 was designated as Keter until finally it manifested itself inside another decoy house at a foundation facility in south america. It has remained there, under foundation control, to this day and has once again been marked as Safe. There is still a lot that is unknown about SCP-6331, but the foundation continues to work tirelessly to unravel it's secrets, as well as to find a more effective (and efficient) way to contain it. The 05 Council has also urged foundation scientists to find possible ways that SCP-6331 can be used for the containment (and possible neutralization) of other anomalies, but many in the foundation oppose this as there's still far too many variables revolving around the anomaly that is designated as SCP-6331 (The Cellar).
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DATE: 05 Feb 2021 23:23
Scp 9811
Nombe: "Where they all are".
Object classification: Thaumiel/Safe neutralized
Threat level: Target/None
Special containment procedures:
Remnants of scp 9811 are maintained with 280.
No special procedures are maintained, generally scp 9811 is neutralized as of 1999 from what is known.
Updated:
Remnants of scp 9811 are maintained in a gold standard cell at the site-""".
Constant surveillance in scp 9811 cell is pending and current, have 3 cameras viewing scp 9811 remains and about 2 viewing scp 9811 cell door, entry to level 2 or lower or entry to Dr. """"" (see description) is prohibited, those entering scp 9811 cell must not make strong (exaggerated) movements or scp ██████████ ████ ██████████████ [DATA RESTRICTED AND DELETED] 9811, [DATA DELETED].
Description:
Scp 9811 is apparently a red wooden door with metal reinforced parts at the corners, when someone opens scp 9811 a staircase appears behind it, the staircase has a high illumination, apparently when the person goes back down the stairs will join their body.
When someone goes up the stairs they will detach from their body, the body remains standing in the doorway while a yellow human is seen going up, when the person goes up the stairs they will find people and animals on a white platform.
If the person touches an animal or human, the human or animal will run to the stairs and stand still for the next 12 minutes, after 12 minutes the person/animal will run down the stairs to the door returning to skin.
In the area there are infinite square platforms of 15x15 meters, these are separated by 1 meter, between each one there is a yellow bridge that connects all the platforms.
Scp 9811 was neutralized by mistake by Dr. """"" when he tried to open the door too hard, the door was broken in its entirety, it keeps Dr. """""" away from scp 9811 (or its remains) in its entirety [DATA DELETED].
Scp 9811 was first found in the city of ███████, Argentina. When someone opened the door of what appeared to be their home, a light came out of the door and a yellow human walked up some stairs, it was sent to the site-""" within 8 minutes after the initial scp 9811 encounter.
Apparently all organisms remaining behind scp 9811 remain dead at present (consult to records of persons encountered).
Records of persons found:
Here are famous deceased persons found in scp 9811.
"spinneta"
Date of death: 8 February 2012
Platform: 56
"Freddy Mercury"
Date of death: November 24, 1991
Platform: 97
"Michael Jackson"
Date of death: 25 June 2009
Platform: 116
"Diego Armando Maradona"
Date of death: November 25, 2020
Platform: 991
"Kurt Cobain"
Date of death: April 5, 1994
Platform: 51
"Jose de San Martin"
Date of death: August 17, 1850
Platform: 77
[DATA DELETED]
Date of death: ████/███/███
Platform: 812
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DATE: 05 Feb 2021 22:32
SCP-5921-1(On the right) and SCP-5261-2(On the left) in their original containment cell.
Item #: SCP-5261
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-5261 is in the possession of the O5 council as of 8/9/12.
Description: SCP-5261 is a pair of omniscient ravens capable of speech. The first raven is SCP-5261-1 and refers to itself as Muninn, while the second raven, SCP-5261-2, refers to itself as Huginn. Both ravens posses great knowledge on Norse mythology and SCP-5261-1 has seemingly unlimited knowledge of an entity's mind or memory. Most notably being able to describe a entity's entire life in specific detail without ever coming in contact with it. SCP-5261-2 is seemingly able to see all events currently happening at that moment. The birds can speak in all languages but are most fluent in Norse and German. They were found in 2012 flying above Goslar, Germany. Physically, SCP-5261 are no different from a average raven aside from inability to die,according to themselves they are over 1,700 years old and have been shot at by farmers multiple times before it's capture with no damage. Any further knowledge on SCP-5261 has not been made available to agents by the O5 council
[Interview log:]
interviewed: SCP-5261-1
Interviewer:Agent Isabel Collingwood
Foreword: Agent Collingwood was interviewing SCP-5261-1 to learn everything she could since not much was known as the interview took place 4 days after SCP-5261's recovery.
<Begin Log, 10:05 A.M. ,7/14/12>
Collingwood: "Hello 5261,what is your name? "
SCP-5261-1: " I like refer to myself as Muninn. "
Collingwood: "Well Muninn, we would like to know first,where you came from. "
SCP-5261-1: "I am not fully sure of where I came from,but I my purpose is to survey this realm for information. "
Collingwood: "How are you sure that is your purpose and what realms are you talking about? "
([(This page will be continued at a later date)])
<End Log, [optional time info]>
Closing Statement: [Small summary and passage on what transpired afterward]
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DATE: 05 Feb 2021 21:24
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is allowed to be used by specified personel on specified days, such as: the site-██ staff celebration day and Dr Brandon's birthday (by special request to the site director) Otherwise SCP-XXXX is kept in a sealed container in site-██'s light containment sector.
Description: SCP-XXXX is a cherry red Gretsch slipstream guitar with no visible anomalies present. however when tested it shows that anyone who plays the guitar will experience a cognitive change until the end of their chosen song. original testing on D-class revealed that the cognitive change seems to mirror that of who originally played the song.
Addendum:
Test-1: D-class 64781 was instructed to play "another one bites the dust" by the band "queen". this resulted in the D-class personnel seemingly gaining the personality of Brian May for the short period the D-class 64781 was playing the song.
Test-2: D-class 00283 was instructed to play "crow bar" by the band "frank carter and the rattlesnakes". Upon starting the song D-class 00283 appeared to gain a similar posture and playing style as "Dino" the bands guitarist. When testing personnel asked D-class 00283 "who are you", D-class 00283 replied "yeah bro". further attempts at communication have all resulted inn the same response.
Test-3: D-class 33398 was instructed to play an original piece written by testing personnel. This resulted in D-class 33398 playing the composition with 0 faults. however the cognitive change was not observed.
Test-4: D-class 20202 was instructed to play "smells like teen spirit" by the band "nirvana". once SCP-XXXX's effects had started testing personnel attempted to remove SCP-XXXX from D-class 20202. this resulted in 2 doctors being send to the medic bay and site security having to step in.
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DATE: 05 Feb 2021 18:29
scp-1111111 looked at the test subject for half a minute before returning to its spot on the floor, but right before we let the test subject out he threw a can at scp-1111111, the scp got up and charged at the test subject and threw him at the wall so hard that the test subject broke threw the wall, the subject had the top of his head had split open and reveled his completely cracked skull. ever since then it has been changed from a safe class to a Euclid class object, and is now being moved to heavier containment.
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DATE: 05 Feb 2021 11:59
List of basic scp ideas
- unintentional tulpa created by D-class
- Exploring consequences of ptsd
- mix of yal'd'baoth and mehkan
- exploring intrusive and compulsive thoughts
- A Hippo?
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DATE: 05 Feb 2021 11:23
Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: All instances of SCP-XXXX are to be contained within a plot of land measuring 1km by 1km located in the Mojave Desert in Nevada, designated Area-17. This plot of land contains a seven room research complex for foundation staff, a small housing complex for all living Instances of SCP-XXXX, and an entrance to small cave centered in the middle of Area-17.
To maintain secrecy, Area-17 is concealed with four class one reality destabilizers to maintain the area's secrecy. Each destabilizer is to be placed at four designated locations. Additionally, three mechanics authorized in repair and study of class one destabilizers are to be on site at all times.
At least ten guards must be paroling the inside of Area-17 at all times, and no less than five guards must patrol the parameter at all times.
To further hide Area-17, a gas station is to be maintained by foundation staff all time at the edge of the destabilizers. No less than three foundation personnel are to be manning the station at any given time, and at least one must be at the register to confirm sales to passing civilians.
Anyone authorized to leave must first be administered Class F amnestics before redeployment.
Access to Area-17 is restricted to personnel authorized by the O-5 Council. Any attempt to enter or leave Area-17 without O-5 approval will be met with immediate termination. Any unauthorized individuals that make it through the destabilizers are to be terminated without question.
Description: SCP-XXXX is the designation for three types of anomalous entities. The first, designated SCP-XXXX-A, is an anomalous language of Native American origin. This language consists of a fourteen letter alphabet and ten numerical symbols. When spoken, these words contain no anomalous effects. But, when written, the words gain the power to alter certain parts of reality to the writers will. While limited in use, this effect has proven powerful in the right hands.
The second entity is the 1km by 1km plot of land designated SCP-XXXX-B. SCP-XXXX-B consists of the land and a small cave containing carvings of the language on its walls. The inside and outside of the cave has been shown to be unable to be damaged by conventional means such as blunt force from hammers, to explosions from dynamite and stray bullet fire. Notably, SCP-XXXX-A has no effect within SCP-XXXX-B.
The third type of entity, designated SCP-XXXX-C, are a small tribe of Native Americans of Navajo decent. The Tribe current consists of thrity-two members. Fifteen males, and seventeen females make up this small tribe. The youngest members are five children born in 20██. And the oldest, if they are be believed, was born in 16██. All tribe members over the age of ten bare tattooed words written in their language on their body. It has been noted that the ones bearing the most tattoos are treated with much more respect and trust than the others. The leader of the tribe, documented as SCP-XXXX-C-1 bears the most tattoos, as their body is almost completely covered in them.
SCP-XXXX-A has shown a wide range of use, though it is almost always used in tattoos to gain the effects. Tests have shown that these effects do carry over when written on paper and clothing, but not anything digital. Comprehensive knowledge of the language is require however for this to take effect.
During tests, the tattoos have been shown the ability to protect individuals from the elements, produce fire and lightning, and even allow them to understand languages they would normally not understand. When a word is spelled out on a surface, the effects of said word carry over. Clothing and paper with these words written also carry the same effects. While not as powerful as when on skin, it still proves to have impressive effects.
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DATE: 05 Feb 2021 11:02
SCP-69420-J's Face. Watermark not included.
Item #: SCP-69420-J
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-69420-J is to be given an n word pass every single second. Failure to comply with procedures will result an XD-Class "Reality Melting" scenario.
Description: SCP-69420-J is a white male coming from Nigeria. Its anomalous abilities manifest when SCP-69420-J is given an n word pass. The pass will become valid, but only for a second. If SCP-69420-J doesnt get another n word pass, an XD-Class "Reality Melting" scenario will occur.
Addendum: Interview
Dr. Shitass: *Handing n word pass* Hows your day going fellow nigga?
SCP-69420-J: Nothing my nigga.
Dr. Shitass: *handing n word pass* whatever idc
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DATE: 05 Feb 2021 09:10
1. Image of an SCP-6160 infected mobile phone
Item #: SCP-6160 "R3V3TH4N4T05 V6.16935"
Object Class: Euclid
Clearance Level Required: 3
Special Containment Procedures: All mobile devices that contain SCP-6160 are to be secured and all contacts analysed to ascertain anyone that might contain SCP-6160 on their device. Following this all affected devices must be destroyed. Amnestics are then to be used on individuals that came into contact with SCP-6160 in an effort to contain the spread.
Every possible app installer must be monitored heavily to ensure SCP-6160 is not easily accessible. As long as this occurs SCP-6160 should only be accessible via specific search.
Description: SCP-6160 is the designation given to the mobile application "R3V3TH4N4T05 V6.16935". SCP-6160 somehow uses the individuals contact list from their mobile device and will alert the device owner whenever one of their contacts dies by emitting a high pitched screaming sound. SCP-6160 will then proceed to send the installed device high quality photographs of the deceased contact in decreasing intervals. From photographs analysed it appears to send the first 5 photographs within 10 minutes of each other. It is currently unknown when SCP-6160 stops sending photographs as some devices have had photographs of a fully decayed corpse buried underground. It is impossible to uninstall SCP-6160 and nothing can be done to stop the scream and photographs being sent.
2. Photograph sent from SCP-6160. 5 hours since the last photograph was sent
Notes The foundation is currently unaware how this app entirely works. It is theorised that an entity is sending the photographs. The entity must be able to defy some laws of physics due to the fact that corpses buried 6 feet underground and within a coffin can be photographed. More research must be done before SCP-6160-1 can be considered a new SCP.
The foundation conducted multiple tests by heavily monitoring corpses that were currently in the process of being photographed by SCP-6160, however no activity was detected by researchers or foundation instruments possibly suggesting SCP-6160-1 is on a separate plane of existence.
Footnotes
1.Amnestics must be used. The foundation cannot allow people to remember SCP-6160 as it risks others finding out about it via word of mouth.
Licensing
1. https://search.creativecommons.org/photos/1e40fc32-24d6-4318-ab32-966a15a2c9f7
2.
https://search.creativecommons.org/photos/9c610ff9-3a6b-42e2-9a4c-59541d11cf47
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DATE: 05 Feb 2021 07:22
