Item #: XXXX
Object Class: safe
Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-XXXX and all sub-designations are to be stored in weapon locker 477 in site-210.
Personnel wishing to research or use item must submit the required request forms.
Any personnel found attempting to remove the item without proper clearance shall be terminated on sight.
Description:
SCP-XXXX-A is the designation given to a cotton blindfold recovered from █████ - Wales - 1951. SCP-XXXX's secondary anomalous effect is the immunity to any and all damage, with the exception of damage caused by cutting or piercing. SCP-XXXX's primary anomaly manifests when worn over the eyes of any sentient creature from the kingdom Animalia. Upon these requirements being met, the wearer will begin perceiving the area around them as outlines, on certain occasions even allowing the user to see further than they were previously able.
Those who have lost their sight via chemical burns or common injury are affected in this way 187% more efficiently than wearers who still have their ability to see.
Upon use up to ten minutes, the wearer begins to perceive humanoid entities (Hereby designated SCP-XXXX-B). The aforementioned humanoid entities exhibit behaviour reminiscent of distress and panic.
Upon use up to thirteen minutes, the wearer begins emitting ambient light. The wearer also begins to slowly degrade and rapidly age.
Upon use over any period exceeding eleven minutes, a bright flash is emitted from the blindfold, and all higher brain functions cease simultaneously.
History:
SCP-XXXX was discovered during the standard inspection of a house following the death of the owner, who was locally known as Henry █████. Due to reports of his behaviour subsequent to the war, he is theorised to have been a victim of Post traumatic stress disorder. Following the discovery of SCP-XXXX-A's anomalous properties, foundation operatives were dispatched onto the scene, and all related items were confiscated. All those involved were successfully amnesticised and a cover story regarding a burglary was implemented.
Addendum 1:
Alongside SCP-XXXX-A was a brown notebook with no apparent anomalous properties. The contents are listed below:
2/9/1947
I can't believe it's been two years since the end of the war, and longer still since Jamie saved my life. I still remember him tackling me to the ground. The shrapnel entering his eyes. The blood. I need to get to work.
3/9/1947
I finished the blindfold, and applied the rune to it. I still remember the day I found that strange looking book in that abandoned shack. Locals said it belonged to a witch before they burned her. Freaks. Anyway, I'm coming along nicely with decoding the damn writing in the book. Couldn't she just write in English?
4/9/1947
I have everything but I just can't discern that last ingredient, Not even a letter, all because the stupid bitch had messy handwriting
8/9/1947
I was at Johnny's party when it hit me. A SOUL. The soul emits a wall of radiation and the rune reabsorbs it and lets the user see the imprint caused by the wall of radiation hitting solid objects. The last ingredient was a soul. I left immediately upon the realisation. As I walked back to my house I was approached by a prostitute. She asked if I "wanted some company at home". It may have just been the spur of the moment but I said yes, and when we got to my house I closed the door behind us. I cracked her head in with the fire poker. The moment I did, a blue light flashed and a glowing blue orb flew towards the blindfold. I know what I must do.
9/9/1947
I lured another person to my house. A mere child. A little blond girl with green eyes. I watched as the life drained from her little green eyes as the blood drained from her throat. Oh my god. How many more do I need? How much longer will this go on? I need to do it for him.
12/9/1947
Two more. I slaughtered them all. A grandmother. A random man I found on the street. All lying under the dirt in my garden. BUT, I tried it on, AND IT WORKED. I can't wait to show Jamie.
13/9/1947
shitshitshitshitshitshit. What have I done? It wasn't worth it.
14/9/1947
I showed it to him. He loved it, hugged me with tears in his now unneeded eyes. He told me that this was the only good thing to happen since his niece disappeared. His niece with GREEN EYES. His BLOND niece with GREEN EYES. Thank god, or whoever's in control, that the blindfold can only see outlines, or he would have seen my face pale drastically. We kept talking until he told me he could see people, despite the fact that we were the only ones in the room. He said one of them even resembled his niece. I simply explained it away as a malfunction in the blindfold that caused the user to see those that resided in his memory. I knew that wasn't true.
We sat there for what felt like hours. Just talking away like in the war, up until he stated that he felt a little ill. We kept talking until a bright flash burst from him, and suddenly, a corpse was lying on my lap. I have made a huge mistake. The blindfold is still hungry. Oh god what have i done? What have I done? What have I done? what haveidone?whathaveidone?whathaveidonewhathavidonewhathaveidonewhathaveidonewhathaveididonewhathaveidonewh
I will burn for this.
i don't know/I want to end it/1949
I can't. I just can't. I just want to see him again.
Note: This was the last entry before the discovery of the corpse of the owner.
The cadaver was found wearing a blindfold.
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