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Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be kept in a secure storage locker at Site-15. Testing regarding the object must be approved by Level 3 research staff or higher. Individuals under the effects of SCP-XXXX must be monitored for any changes in the expected behavior.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a small illusory object. Individuals that view the object describe the form as a nostalgic item from their past. Anostalgic subjects describe the object as a VHS tape with a strip of tape on the side saying, "Remember What Is.

When an individual makes contact with SCP-XXXX, they experience a vivid flashback of a cherished memory. Each flashback slowly changes a subject's mental view on the present. They perceive the present world as worse than the past. Subjects' reactions to the change varies depending on the person. This mental effect will persist until the individual has received 15-20 flashbacks. Upon reaching this point, the following memories the subject experiences make them realize a good-natured lesson about how they should focus on the present rather than holding onto the past. When an individual realizes this moral, the mental effect ceases, and SCP-XXXX will no longer function for the individual.

SCP-XXXX was came to the foundation's attention during May of 20██. A victim of the object shared it with those in their area after experiencing the anomaly. Awareness of the item was spread throughout the area, saying this object will "Show you the truth of life." This came to the attention of a foundation agent in the same area, who subjected themselves to the object.

Addendum: The aforementioned victim above was apprehended and taken into foundation custody for questioning. A diary containing their experience with SCP-XXXX was discovered during apprehension transcribed below verbatim:

+ Diary Entries related to SCP-XXXX

3/4/20██
Diary Diary,
I know it's been a while since Hillary and I went our separate ways, but I'm still counting the time since it happened. Day 27. I get to see Carter soon, so that's good. Anyways, today was rather… strange. On my way back from the bar, I saw my old blanket in an alley. You know, the one I couldn't sleep without until I was 17. It looked just like how I remembered it. I don't take LSD, but when I tried to pick the blanket up, I got this flashback of when I would play basketball with all my childhood friends. This one had Joe, Griffin, and Delani in it. Whatever happened to being friends forever? I should talk to them more, if I wasn't so busy getting so little bacon from Denny's. Man, those were good times. After that, I took it home. Who wouldn't? And here we are. I'll check in again in a few days.

3/6/20██

Dear Diary,
Day 29 since the divorce. I got to see Carter today. He seems to be developing fine, I just wish he didn't have to go through living in 2 houses. I don't know what to do though. I'm kinda in a crappy spot in life here. But that's enough of the pessimism. Today at Denny's some guy ordered breakfast like he was ordering for 10, but I'm pretty sure there wasn't anyone else outside. Man, how did I end up here? Back then I was living free, going easy with life. I guess that's just how it works. When I got off from work, I decided to sleep with my blanket, just to feel a little nostalgic. However, I got two more flashbacks that night: One was when I fell into that turtle pond at the Rose Gardens, which was embarrassing, but kinda funny looking back on it now. The second one was when I got the lead role for the school play in 5th grade, one of the most crowning achievements I've ever gotten. Those things just make the past so great.

3/7/20██

Dear Diary,
Day 30 since the divorce. Life is starting to feel more difficult. Jessie asked if I was doing okay at work today. She said I was looking uncomfortable and nervous the whole shift. Maybe it's anxiety? That seems like the most rational solution. I should get some rest, but I do find relaxation from being with my blanket. The flashbacks are quite enjoyable. I had three today: the first was 6th Grade Graduation. Man, I felt like the king of the world that day. I had a slumber party with my friends later that day. My first date with Ashley, was it? That went surprisingly well for my tastes. I got a kiss out of that too :). The last one was my first beer. It was an exotic taste, but I knew I would want more of it. I don't ever recall my blanket ever doing this, but I'm happy a piece of the past is back.

3/10/20██

Dear Diary,
Day… 35? I'm starting to think it's not healthy to hold onto something like that. You should hold onto things like when I rode a bike for the first time, or your first visit to the Zoo. Those things are nice. Today at work I apparently yelled at a customer about something along the lines of "remembering when this place was actually good." I had a talk with the manager, and I was left off with a warning. I don't know why I chose to do this, but I'm feeling more anxious than ever. Life nowadays is just getting at me. I sometimes just wish that it was like when I was a child, where I could be happy and productive. Speaking of the past, I had more flashbacks since the last time we talked. Four, to be exact: The first one was getting Barker, my first dog. That would be followed by thirteen years of joy. The second was moving into college. That was the start of some crazy times. The third was getting a pool installed (great friend making device!), and the last was when I ran into a rattlesnake in the wild for the first time. That was scary, but great to remember!

3/12/20██

Dear Diary,
I have decided to stop keeping track of the days since Hillary and I separated. I don't know if anyone does that. Why would they? It just hurts to think she still exists. Actually overall, it hurts to be in this position. Where I am now. Is it just me, Diary, or is the present just feel like a bunch of bull crap to you? I mean work feels like prison. Speaking of which, I got fired from Denny's for talking a bunch of nonsense and distracting everyone in the restaurant. But to be honest, though, I'm glad I'm out of there. Where Denny's is now is nothing like it used to be, where things were cheap but still good. Nothing is like it used to be. It feels great to remember it, I just wish I could be there again. While I have stop keeping track of the days since the divorce, I have been keeping track of all the flashbacks: Sixteen. It's the only thing that keeps me relaxed in these hard times.

3/13/20██

Dear Diary,
Today, I had an epiphany. On my seventeenth flashback, I had a different feeling emerge. The flashback was… my wedding. It reminded me of what a sweetheart Hillary is. Even though we're divorced, I felt glad she is still alive and well, and I still do as I'm writing this. That got me thinking: Should I not be thinking of the past? The eighteenth flashback is when Carter was born. I had never felt prouder. I want him to have a good life. Why did Hillary and I ever break up? We were ruining his future by doing that. The next flashback set my mind: Getting my first job as an employee at the Rose Gardens. I need to get another job. I need to apologize to Hillary. Looking over my past entries, I sound like a lunatic. I don't know why I'd ever write something like that. I guess what I'm getting at here, is that because of the blanket coming into my life, I learned that I shouldn't hold onto the past. It does no good. I should focus on the present and future. I got to go what I should of done 36 days ago.

Note: The "climax effect" of SCP-XXXX had occurred in the final entry above. SCP-XXXX had been presumed to cease to function for the individual following this entry.