Per 
item#: 5030
Object Class: keter
Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-5030 should be kept in a doorless vault, with thick titanium walls. SCP-5030 is neatly put onto a steel pillar, the average temperature should be between 65 degrees, and 70 degrees. If SCP-5030 is kept at a temperature below 65, it will freeze and shatter, if it is kept at higher than 70 it will melt, leaving a white substance with the same chemical compound as jelly. SCP-5030 should be kept at site-22.
Description:
SCP-5030 resembles a slice of pie, the pie consists of a number or mathematical formula, the numbers change every few hours, the numbers all add up to the same number at the beginning. When there is no more mathematical formulas to get to that number anymore, a piece of pie arrives at the users door. The inside of SCP-5030 contains of papers from famous mathematicians books, the papers in the real books seem to be in perfect shape. SCP-5030 appears to be able to time travel backwards, thus changing the future, an instance of SCP-5030 happened on [REDACTED], the subject states that “I don’t know how I got here” (read more on INTERVIEW LOG 1). The person interacting with the pie with be transported back in time and begin to ache, then there blood will leak from there pores and the user will break apart leaving a bloody piece of paper with the last thought they ever had written on it.
SCP-5030-1 appears to be a large gallon of boiling water, when touched the subject will burn intensely until death. On the SCP-5030-1 a sign appears varying different chemical formulas all containing a mixture of the gallon and some form of ingredient containing glucose. SCP-5030-1’s structure somehow contains no state of matter, though the inside of
SCP-5030-1 does seem to contain a state of matter, solid and liquid.
Addendum:
[INTERVIEW LOG]
Dr.[REDACTED]: Hello, today I will be talking with you about yourself and what recently happened.
Person: I can hardly remember, the thoughts of it unravel my mind!
Dr.[REDACTED]: Can you tell me more about that?
Person: Yes, yes…
Person: Well it all began yesterday, I was planting seeds in my garden and then I went to my door and there was a pie, it said “FROM A SPECIAL ADMIRER”, I brought it inside and started digging in to it. It tasted strange but good, next thing I know I’m here!
The person disappears and a pie appears covered in the subjects blood, it drips across the table
[END]
