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Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX Is to be stored in a sealed cup Thirty Two (32) ounces large,made out of transparent, durable plastic in a 2x2x2 meter standard safe-level object containment. SCP-XXXX Is not, at any time, to be consumed at any time by any personnel. (See Test Log 01). When transferring SCP-XXXX To a new cup, personnel are to act as quickly as possible to prevent the soda from spilling from it’s bubbling.

Description: SCP-XXXX Is a Eight ounce amount of “Sprite” Brand soda that has completely normal properties, except it bubbles indefinitely. It expands at a rate of about 1 oz per hour, so the fizz is to be removed by vacuum and then heat exposure to evaporate it. The bubbling has no known source of its energy, but the reason it appears to have infinite amounts of soda without losing any of its mass is [DATA REDACTED]. It is to be noted that the fizz also expands, so it is not safe to consume it either.

Recovery Log: SCP-XXXX Is found in a flooded house, with extremely muddy water on the outside. The house has SCP-XXXX traces on the floor. Mops and other cleaning supplies fill the home,and there appear to be 3 drowned bodies, one of Teenager ██████, Age ██. One of the teenager’s biological mother, ███████, Age ██. And one of the teenager’s step father, ████, Age ██. All electrical appliances are shorted out from water, and Agents comment that everything they touch is notably sticky. They see a blocked door, that has had it’s barricade opened and door opened, labeled “Don’t F███ing open”. Agents infer that SCP-XXXX was inside, but someone may have opened the door and filled the house with SCP-XXXX. This was proven to be somewhat true, as all the bodies were aged at around 3 days dead, before a neighbour noticed the smelly mix between Soda and Rotting bodies.

Test Log 01:
Test consists of SCP-XXXX’s containment chamber, D-96719, convicted of drug selling and assault, Two (2) guards, and Dr. █████.

Dr. █████: “D-96719, Please consume all of the liquid in the cup.”
D-96719: “It’s just fizz from some pop, not sure why it’s a big deal.”
D-96719 Consumes the instance of SCP-XXXX’s fizz.
Dr. █████: How do you feel?
D-96719: “Good. Is this test over?”
Dr. █████: “We’ll bring in a mattress, we are keeping you in here for a little bit while we get
results in.”
D-96719: “Uh. Fine?”
D-96719 shows some concern.
The two (2) guards bring in D-96719’s temporary mattress, heading back outside of the containment chamber.
The lights are turned out, and D-96719 is instructed to go to sleep, while Researcher █████ watches.
D-96719: “Shit doc, my stomachs hurting. You got a crapper in here?”
Dr. █████: “No. The guards can escort you to the restrooms but you must come right back and follow orders.”
D-96719 leaves with the two guards.
D-96719 returns.
D-96719: “Took a crap, still don’t feel better.”
Dr. █████: “Okay.”
D-96719 returns to sleeping.
Dr. █████: “We are done here, let’s g-”
A noise similar to a small explosion and a slap is heard.
D-96719: “MY FUCKING STOMACH JESUS CHRIST!”
D-96719: “OH GOD IT FUCKING HURTS FUCKING CHRIST ALMIGHTY”
D-96719’s abdominal region has bursted open from C02 build-up and liquid from SCP-XXXX.
The two security guards enter and terminate D-96719.