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Item #: SCP-6656
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6656 is to be contained in a Secured Humanoid Containment Cell, fully padded and reinforced with titanium walls from outside the chamber. The interior of the chamber is to stay at a standard temperature not going below 20° C at any time. Reflective materials are prohibited from entering SCP-6656’s chamber. SCP-6656’s containment cell is located at Research Sector-02 at Site 19. SCP-7877 is to be blind folded at all times when being transported.
Description: SCP-6656 is composed of two sentient entities. SCP-6656-1 is a 15 year old Caucasian male discovered on the coasts of Morocco after presumably killing its relative family and two close neighbors. Prior to its initial discovery, a local fisherman was harboring SCP-6656-1 supposedly preceding the murders. A retrieval squad captured SCP-6656-1, and brought the fisherman in for questioning (See interview #███). Further investigation of SCP-6656-1 revealed that it suffers from an anomalous form of dissociative identity disorder, containing one other known personality, labelled as SCP-6656-2. SCP-6656-2 is an invisible entity with heightened mobile and muscular capacity which enters into a homicidal rampage when introduced to a reflective surface. Only known manner of viewing SCP-6656-2 is using thermal viewing equipment. SCP-6656 was trans-located to Site 19 after Incident ██ in Site ██, during which SCP-6656-2 slaughtered multiple D-Class personnel and Agent ████, who was assigned to SCP-6656. In the same incident, SCP-6656-2 was noted to be vulnerable to low temperatures. Interview #██ follows the incident with the last surviving D-Class.
Interview #███: D-[4422] interviewed by Dr. Smith.
Dr. Smith: Hello, my name is Doctor Smith. I will be interviewing you on the recent incident that has occurred. I’ll begin with-.
D-[4422]: (Visibly distressed) You don’t have a slightest idea what happened, man. You’re sick. All of you! Putting us in these situations. This is absolute [REDACTED] degeneracy!
Dr. Smith: Please. Refrain from using inappropriate language. (Pause) I understand that… this tribulation has damaged you. Misfortunes like this have occurred before, in which many of our staff are compelled to witness time and time again. I’ll ask instead as a favor that you comply with me.
D-[4422]: …okay. I…I’m sorry.
Dr. Smith: Now, please re-tell your story.
D-[4422]: I was being escorted by a guard. I don’t know where. But going down the corridor from the cells, two guards ran past us with their guns out. Then there were alarms, red lights, shouting and gunfire. The guard that was with me was gone, probably following the other two. I was just standing in the hall, because… what am I to do? I’m just a lab rat. There’s never any instructions on what I’m supposed to do.
Dr. Smith: Staff will deal with D-Class personnel on their own accord.
D-[4422]: Hmm, yea…Well, when I got out of my daze, I just sped forward walking through halls and turns, until I came across “Sector C”. A lot of other D-Class were running too. I just camped near the gate. It was until I heard this… horrible scream. It was agonizing. I glanced past the wall and…
(D-[4422] momentarily becomes unresponsive).
Dr. Smith: Yes? What happened?
D-[4422]: …and this guy. He was floating. I only saw his back, but there was a pool of blood under him and he was dripping… Then his head just dented. Exploded. He dropped dead and there it was. Nothing. I didn’t understand, but there were blood prints in the air, and I saw footsteps coming toward me. Bloody footprints. I just backed into the corner. The thing was gurgling and breathing heavy, then its hands came up towards my face… and stopped. There was a ventilator where it was standing then. But I started hearing raspy breathing, and it began to shiver and crouch… All I could see was its feet curled in, and shivering hands clenching towards itself…
End-log.
Interview #███: Adam ████ interviewed by Dr. Calvin, conducted by Agent ████ after SCP-7877’s capture on March the 2nd, 20██. It was noted that Adam ████ spoke primarily Arabic, so a translator had been brought in for the interview.
Adam ████: (Arabic) Who are you people?
Dr. Calvin: Can you state your name for the record, please?
Adam ████: …my name is Adam ████. What-
Dr. Calvin: I’m Dr. Calvin, I will be interviewing you regarding SCP-6656, the boy you’ve been concerning. Can you detail the circumstances of your correlation with him?
Adam ████: SCP?… He was traumatized. Found him under a bridge near where I worked. Poor boy had shredded clothing and blood on him. Seemed as though he was in a predicament. I lent him the convenience of shelter while I discerned what to do. He was exhausted. Although, it only seemed as though it’s been two hours since when I found him and, until you came.
Dr. Calvin: During those two hours, did you notice any anomalies, or peculiarities?
Adam ████: He seemed as though he faced the horrors of the world, he was completely drained! It would’ve been very ignorant to bother him before he recovered. I was prioritizing his safety.
Dr. Calvin: Did you recognize the boy before the incident? Or any knowledge of…oddities?
Adam ████: No?
Dr. Calvin: Then I’ll conclude this interview. You will be under our custody until further notice. The guards will escort you to your quarters.
Adam ████: Wait! What of the boy?
Dr. Calvin: That is none of your concern.
End-log.
Interview #██: SCP-6656-1 interviewed by Dr. Turner. A blindfold and cuffs were issued after information discovered of SCP-6656-2 in Interview #██.
Dr. Turner: Greetings. I'm Doctor Turner. I'm here to ask a few questions about yourself. I'd like to begin prior to your apprehension. Do you remember anything regarding the events before now?
SCP-6656-1: I… w-why am I here? Where's my family?! Sir this has to be illegal, they've got to be worried about me! (SCP-6656-1 becomes physically erratic and attempts to leave its seat.)
Dr. Turner: No, please sit down! Continuing this behavior will result in sedation.
[As result of SCP-6656-1 current state, it was sedated and returned to its cell. The interview resumed the next day.]
Dr. Turner: Good morning. How are you feeling today?
SCP-6656-1: Agh, [REDACTED] off.
Dr. Turner: Look, I understand your frustration. We only want to know about you, and the incidents that have happened. It'd be easier for everyone, including yourself, if you comply. Don't you agree?
SCP-6656-1: …okay.
Dr. Turner: Good. We'll begin where we left off. Do you remember anything regarding the events before your detainment?
SCP-6656-1: Not before I was taken here, no. At least not anything important, that you'd probably want to know.
Dr. Turner: Really, are you sure? Do you not remember as if nothing happened, or is that part of your memory vague or incoherent?
SCP-6656-1: Not anything. The only thing that is… out of the ordinary is these nightmares I've been getting.
Dr. Turner: Would you like to talk about it?
SCP-6656-1: It's not anything, well logical. It's just like a fever dream, but severely disturbing. It's been making me feel strange.
Dr. Turner: Yes I'd expect. But in the dream, what happens?
SCP-6656-1: It always goes in the same order. Everything is just quiet and still, there's no sound, or wind, or movement. It's like being in a photo. The sky is annoying. It's just like a giant mirror, it reflects everything on the ground. I don't feel like myself during the entire dream either, usually I start aimlessly walking, but its like there's layers of weight holding me down. Then there is a voice. I don't know how to explain it, it's like I'm thinking it, but I'm also hearing it like someone else is speaking. (SCP-6656-1 goes silent).
Dr. Turner: Hello? Do you need a few moments?
SCP-6656-1: Um. No, I'm just thinking.
Dr. Turner: Can you continue, please.
SCP-6656-1: …the voice. It sounds like me, in a way. I, or he, starts muttering but he's no where. It's like someone who's muffled. There's no one near me that I see that can be talking. His wording frankly sounds aggressive, it's quick and harsh. But during the meantime, I'm still walking, in what usually feels likes hours. That is until I reach this empty expanse where there are no bodies, but very distantly I see two figures, so I go toward them. The closer I go near, their faces distort, and the voice gets louder. That is until when I'm only a few feet away they crumple to the ground, their bodies just wrangle themselves down. And at that point I, or him starts screaming. Just as I look over to see the faces…
SCP-6656-1: …they're my parents. Everything just distorts, and my hands become bloodstained. I'm just covered in it, it's like I was rolling around in its filth.
Dr. Turner: Is that all you can recall?
SCP-6656-1: Yea.
End-log.
Failed Interview: SCP-6656-2, interviewed by Dr. Turner, was unresponsive after SCP-6656-1's transformation when introduced to a reflective surface. The interview was terminated, and SCP-6656 was returned to its cell. Dr. Turner, Dr. Smith, and Dr. Calvin theorize that SCP-6656-2 was willfully unresponsive, after Interview #██ detailing SCP-6656-2 having the capability to communicate with SCP-6656-1.
Dr. Calvin- "Although there is not nearly enough information to make an assumption on SCP-6656-2's conversational capacities, SCP-6566-1's disclosure of his dreams could indicate that if SCP-6656-2 was communicating with it, it might have chosen not to with us. Further research on SCP-6656-1, and consistent consultation will hopefully reveal a way to converse with -2 to learn about its motives, origin, and threats, if possible."
