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| Assigned Site | Research Lead | Research Assistant | Assigned Exploration Team: |
| Site-64 | Marie Bishop | Sergei Vatislav | Glasgow-19 ("Wabbit Hunters") |
Interior of an individual SCP-XXXX instance, attributed to Fr. Aaurthur Kielt of Roseafaer, Scotland.
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is only able to be accessed by members of the Lagomorpha1 family and acknowledged by Lagomorpha specimens or human subjects possessing anomalous technology, SCP-XXXX is effectively self-containing. Animal Exploration Team ("Glasgow-19 ("Wabbit Hunters") has been assembled for the purposes of exploration into SCP-XXXX. Individual members of Glasgow-19 are to consist of Foundation bred, biologically engineered Lepus americanus2 individuals. Exploration equipment has been retrofitted to accomodate one-way travel, as individual members of Glasgow-19 are unable to leave the anomaly. Sister Agatha Bellingham (POI 4626) has been brought into Foundation custody for the duration of research involving SCP-XXXX.
While SCP-XXXX incorporates3
human identities after physical death into the anomaly, human entities are unable to leave SCP-XXXX and remain contained within. Because of this, no further containment protocols are to be inacted.
Description: SCP-XXXX refers to a collection of spacetime anomalies, exclusively inhabited by multigenerational colonies of anomalous members of the Lagomorpha taxonomic order. SCP-XXXX locations are believed to consist of infinite space, as observation has shown that the interior continually expands, with an average growth of approximately ██ ███ per █████. SCP-XXXX instances are believed to form following the death of an elderly civilian diagnosed with a memory affecting illness, such as dementia. After rigor mortis occurs, a structure ostensibly resembling a rabbit burrow occurs within the cavity of the deceased, in which access to SCP-XXXX by a Lagomorpha specimen can occur. Through testing, it has been determined that animal specimens not belonging to Lagomorpha are unable to enter SCP-XXXX, with the interior impassable.
Individual SCP-XXXX anomalies differ rapidly from one another, with all explored instances possessing noticable differences in layout, internal temperature, starting size, and enteral terrain. Because of this, it is believed that the internal environment is shaped by the deceased's background, with gender, racial background, and history within Roseafaer being considering factors.
Addendum No. 2: Interview with Sister Agatha Bellmaiden
VIDEO LOG
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[BEGIN LOG]
Dr. Bishop: Good Evening, Sister Bellington. I appreciate your cooperation, especially at an hour as late as it is. It goes without saying, but I, along with my fellow colleagues appreciate you speaking with us.
Subject: I will say what is required of me. I want to be back home, as soon as possible. Doctor had told me that if I had answer questions, I will be back home with my children. Please, tell me that this is true.
Dr. Bishop: We have no intention of keeping you away from your children, Sister. You must understand why we've had to-
Subject: Answer questions.
Dr. Bishop: Right. First thing I would like to ask, Sister, is what can you tell me about SCP-XXXX? Oh, my apologies for the confusion- That is what we're refering to the, how have you put it? (Off Camera) 'Ciety oef Wielald Haaers aend Rabiets'?
Subject: It is a place of respite, Doctor. A place of respite for the restless.
Dr. Bishop: Can you elaborate? Is it comparable to heaven, or hell? As an afterlife?
Subject: No. There is no such thing as an afterlife in Roseafaer, Doctor. The soul never dies. Are you religious at all?
Dr. Bishop: Agnostic, I guess. My family raised me Catholic- a different branch then Roseafaer though, mind you. I fell out of it as I aged, I haven't attended service since my Father passed, and that had been several years from now. Why do you ask, Sister?
Subject: I will not hold judgement. But I ask, have you heard of the Lamb of God, Child?
Dr. Bishop: Partially. I took two years of theological study. The idea being that Christ is the Lamb of God, and in revelations, a lion-like lamb rises again after being slain. It's a metaphor for perseverance, and rebirth. Why do you ask?
Subject: In Roseafaer, there is no lamb. There is a rabbit of the ones above. A lamb, when born is a weak animal, unable to stand upright properly. A rabbit, in our studies, is an animal that is constantly roaming, even from birth. We from Roseafaer, the first ones, had little time to adjust and walk our legs, following our creation. At the beginning, we had to flee from the ones who had wished to strike us and the beasts we kept. We are rabbits, hares. Forever moving and nomadic.
Dr. Bishop: I see. So, I take it that the rabbit is a holy symbol within Roseafaer, but why does it appear in SCP-XXXX? is it a reincarnation of some such?
Subject: No, not at all, no, no. From your studies, everyplace that you had visited had belonged to an old one of the town. An old one, who had forgotten themselves. And so they walk, and they walk. Memory loss affects the brain in increasing severity. At the beginning, small things are lost and places and people are forgotten. That is normal, as one ages, even a person from Roseafaer. But the best stages, forgetting oneself, withdrawing from loved ones, lost telephone numbers, misplaced memories… It isn't normal. And so they walk, and they wander, continually. They're searching for themselves, and what they lost. And, child, what does a rabbit do, for most of its life? It wanders, continually.
Dr. Bishop: Sister, allow me to reiterate what you just told me, if that's alright. I understand that memory loss affects one quite differently. I mean, my Father had Alzheimer's, I understand how he had changed differently, it wasn't him anymore. The wandering- it drove the staff at the nursing home crazy, and my mother into tears. Was SCP-XXXX created so that those who had wandered in life can wander again?
Subject: In a sense, one could say that. The city, it is not hell or heaven- foreign things to us. A continuation of life. And to those within it, who are wandering and seeing loved ones, places and experiences again, it is as real as life is for them. It is a gentle kind of mercy. In Roseafaer, we had a saying, the bird in the day of life, the rabbit for the night.
Dr. Bishop: Does everyone who had memory loss within Roseafaer, become a rabbit in SCP-XXXX?
Subject: No. It is a choice, a choice made by the next in kin. Some pass, still surrounded by loved ones, but continue in a different way, free from the city. Do you know how we had taken it out? At the farm east of town, the Church of St. Agatha stands, and in place of pews, young one, rabbits and plantlife, given to use from the ones above, frolic and are cared for. It is a hutch. A hutch I lived in with, with my mother's of our free accord. There had been a modest, but lovingly restored room at the bottom where we rested and prayed, ate and slept. But in days when we did not socialize or help with the community, we tended to the rabbits. Sometimes, an old man will wander in, and we will give him a rabbit, or his child will ask and we will offer a young hare. The man who had lost the memories, and the rabbit, likely just born, are bonded. When the rabbit passes, so does the man, and when the man passes, the rabbit follows. After the death, we dress, and we mourn. Blood of the rabbit is poured in with blessed Rosewater. We thank the rabbit for his service, and we pour the mixture down the throat of the beloved, having him hold the paw of his friend. Upon death, he and his companion will wander the city streets.
Dr. Bishop: Sister Bellington, I wanted to ask you why. Why did you take it upon yourself?
Subject: I was born in this life, as my mother was, and her mother. There was choice, nothing had forced one to be. It was all choice, all choice, taken for the sake of preserving tradition, even if it has changed through the years. Everything is to change. I imagine someday, well no longer need the use of rabbits, the practice could very well go out of favor. It might soon, or it could never end. I offer a prayer. Sing it with me, please, won't you?
Oeh, Bleasead bea, chield of miend's waender, taeken fraoem Roseafaer, toa thae joauenry oef self. Blease the Rabiet, cradle of our chield, as thae waender ien hoaley liegt, frea to sae thea world aboav, aet paest ies owaen.
Oeh, Bleasead bea, chield of miend's waender, taeken fraoem Roseafaer, toa thae joauenry oef self. Blease the Rabiet, cradle of our chield, as thae waender ien hoaley liegt, frea to sae thea world aboav, aet paest ies owaen.
Oeh, Bleasead bea, chield of miend's waender, taeken fraoem Roseafaer, toa thae joauenry oef self. Blease the Rabiet, cradle of our chield, as thae waender ien hoaley liegt, frea to sae thea world aboav, aet paest ies owaen.
Subject (Quietly) I will be back, in grave and in health.
[END LOG]
