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Object number: XXXX Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-XXXX-1 is to be kept in a clean, empty containment chamber, and closely monitored by two cameras. Three guards are always to be outside SCP-XXXX-1’s cell with two available for rotations. SCP-XXXX-1 is always to be kept apart from SCP-XXXX-2 and SCP-XXXX-3, unless use of the latter two is permitted by personnel of level 3 clearance or higher. SCP-XXXX-2 and SCP-XXXX-3 are to be kept in two different lockboxes with one key each, which are to be kept in different locations, at least 50 meters apart at all times. Due to the possibility of SCP-XXXX-1 escaping the facility, there must always be two personnel at minimum watching the holder of SCP-XXXX-2 and SCP-XXXX-3. In addition, SCP-XXXX-4 is to be kept in a similar cell to SCP-XXXX-1. SCP-XXXX-4 is to be treated as a Euclid class SCP. Should a containment breach occur, SCP-XXXX-1 is to be dismembered until further notice. SCP-XXXX-4 is to be incapacitated. It is recommended to incapacitate SCP-XXXX-4 before dismembering SCP-XXXX-1.
Description:
SCP-XXXX-1 was recovered from ████████ ████, ███████ on █/██/██. SCP-XXXX-1 was found sitting on the corpses of two humans and next to one living humanoid, with four more corpses in the largest room of the building it was discovered in. SCP-XXXX-2 and SCP-XXXX-3 were found in the hands of ██████ ███████, the survivor, who has since been detained and designated as SCP-XXXX-4 due to proximity to SCP-XXXX-1 at time of containment. SCP-XXXX-4 refuses to speak. Interrogation methods currently being explored. The corpses of the other six bodies were found burned beyond recognition. SCP-XXXX-2 and SCP-XXXX-3 were the only flammable materials found intact besides SCP-XXXX-4 and its apparel. SCP-XXXX-2 is a presumably modern burnt HB pencil, whist SCP-XXXX-3 is a leather-bound journal estimated to be made in 19██. See mission report for more information on containment. SCP-XXXX-1 is a voodoo doll made of an unknown cloth. SCP-XXXX-1 is capable of movement and presumably thought. Three pins can be found piercing its form, with one on its right eye, one on its lips, and one in an embroidered heart located over the right side of the doll’s chest. Attempts to move or take out these pins yields no success. SCP-XXXX-1 stands at 15 centimeters. At the tips of each arm is a multicolored stone, presumably the source of SCP-XXXX-1’s abilities. Attempted removal or destruction of said stones resulted in the instantaneous deaths of all personnel in a 13.4-meter radius through [REDACTED]. SCP-XXXX-1s torso, heads and legs will not function without its arms.
SCP-XXXX-1 will obey any commands given to it through SCP-XXXX-3, so long as they are directed at Doll or █████████, as shown in the 3 filled pages of commands written in SCP-XXXX-3. The notebook has 400 pages, 38 of which are filled with notes. Any commands written in SCP-XXXX-3 without SCP-XXXX-2 are not obeyed. Commands and notes cannot be erased through any means, even should they be written with a pencil other than SCP-XXXX-2. Testing has shown that the graphite or ink merges with the paper at the subatomic level. Should any page in SCP-4487-3 be torn out, SCP-XXXX-1 and SCP-XXXX-4 will enter an agitated state for no less than twenty hours. Personnel are advised not to enter either containment chamber during this period. See containment breach ██ for more details. There is a total of 41 filled pages in SCP-XXXX-3. Each page past the 36th filled page has apparently been written in with SCP-XXXX-2. SCP-XXXX-1 doesn’t speak under any circumstances whatsoever, even should it be ordered to through SCP-XXXX-3. Should an order not be possible, SCP-XXXX-1 will simply ignore the command. Should SCP-XXXX-1 be commanded to perish or be dismembered, SCP-XXXX-1 will obey and halt all movement, while SCP-XXXX-4 will enter an agitated state until it is written that SCP-XXXX-1 is to be revivified.
SCP-XXXX-1 will follow through each accepted command without failure. It will do so at 97% efficiency, no matter the circumstances. SCP-XXXX-1 appears to know the optimum route and actions required to take to complete its mission even prior to being informed, if at all. SCP-XXXX-1 has an extremely aggressive nature when not under any orders. SCP-XXXX-1 has been known to attack personnel without reason whilst in its chamber. Caution is advised. As SCP-XXXX-1 does not require sustenance, no personnel are to be in SCP-XXXX-1’s containment chamber for any reason other than study of the SCP.
SCP-XXXX-4 appears to be closely linked to SCP-XXXX-1, even to the extent of following out some commands directed at it through the notebook. It seemingly responds to anything pertaining to its name. SCP-XXXX-4 carries out its orders with a 32% efficiency. Errors are common in its attempted completion of commands, unlike SCP-XXXX-1. SCP-XXXX-4 appears to be missing the stones in its arms that SCP-XXXX-1 has. Research is being conducted to determine whether that is the cause of the lack in efficiency. SCP-XXXX-4 seemingly requires no sustenance.
Addendum:
Mission Report:
Agent ████████ was sent to ████████ city, ███████ to investigate rumors of SCP-like occurrences. Agent located one Roger Smith, a former D-class member. Stalking Smith yielded the location of the ritual, suspected to be the location due to [REDACTED]. Agent reported that upon entering the building 7 humanoids and one doll were all that could be found intact. Six of these humanoids were deceased and were quickly sent to the medical team for examination. See Coroner’s report for more details. The one remaining humanoid showed only minor resistance as Agent ████████ promptly detained it, instead focusing on the doll in its hand. After quickly attempting to write in the book, subject was incapacitated. Upon viewing the book and the commands within, Agent wrote the command “Doll Stands”. Immediately the doll stood as though human in nature. It was quickly detained and brought back to the site along with SCP-XXXX-4. Agent brought and escorted all SCP’s to site ██, where both SCP’s are currently being contained. Agent reports SCP-XXXX-4 coveting SCP-XXXX-3 and SCP-XXXX-2, refusing to release either.
The building in which all instances of SCP-XXXXwere located was discovered charred. The exterior of the house was intact and entirely unmarred. The inside was burned and still partially ablaze. Evidence suggests that the fire had started in the ritual hall. The door was unlocked as the agent arrived, leaving room to speculate as to why SCP-XXXX-3 had notes within mentioning every exit being sealed. Investigation pending. Cause of fire: Unknown.
Coroner’s Report:
Medical team reports six casualties from SCP-XXXX’s location. Two casualties were ex D-class personnel, whilst the other four consisted of citizens with no more than one misdemeanor. Each corpse was found burned beyond recognition. Names and information gathered through [Data Redacted].
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SCP-XXXX-4 was a 25 – 30-year-old male. No official family. Mental disorders: None. Official cause of death: Asphyxiation.
Octavian Mutig
Octavian Mutig was a 38-year-old known felon, wanted for two counts of 1st degree murder, two counts of 2nd degree murder, vehicular manslaughter and larceny. Height: 204 Cm. Weight: 102 Kg. In the year 2008, Mutig was captured by a local bounty hunter and tried for every crime mentioned prior. Once he was found guilty of every charge, he was sentenced to death. After being reached out to by the Foundation, Mutig agreed to become D-class personnel in exchange for his freedom. One month later he was administered a strong amnestic and freed. His body was found next to SCP-4487-4 and was the most charred of the corpses. He had no family. Cause of death: Asphyxiation.
Roger Smith
Roger Smith was a 55-year-old known felon, wanted for four counts of grand theft and two counts of human trafficking. Height: 192 Cm. Weight: 96 kg. After turning himself in and being sentenced to 20 years imprisonent, Foundation reached out and made an agreement with Roger Smith, exchanging his sentence for his becoming of D-Class. Subject agreed, and after one month was administered a strong amnestic and set free. In victims’ hands was a damaged Kris knife, common with ritual sacrifice. His body was found in the largest room of the building, laying in the corner of the room. He had no family. Cause of death: Asphyxiation.
Peterson Ramírez
Peterson Ramirez was a 39-year-old cook in a local fast food restaurant. Height: 173 Cm. Weight: 92 kg. Subject had no criminal record. Ramirez was the single father of two daughters. A letter is to be sent to his family informing them of his untimely demise. Letter is to include details on the fire excluding any information about the ritual, SCP-4487, or any other victims. As Ramirez’s person was the least damaged, a tattoo of a fishing rod was found partially intact on his shoulder, which was likely preserved by the position Ramirez was found in. His body was found in the largest room of the building, in the middle. Cause of death: Multiple puncture wounds like that of a Kris knife in lower abdomen.
Harrison Marron
Harrison Marron was an unemployed troublemaker. Height: 152 Cm. Weight: 68 kg. Subject had a mother and father. He was 19 years old. He was not well known in Atlantic city, having only been in town for three days according to local reports. He had been found guilty of one count of fraud three years prior to death. His body was found in the largest room of the building. Cause of death: Multiple puncture wounds like that of a Kris knife in lower abdomen.
Alice Williams
Alice Williams was the local 31-year-old bartender. Height: 186 Cm. Weight: 79 kg. Subject worked down at Rudley’s olde tavern at nights, according to the other workers. Williams had been missing for three days prior to SCP-4487’s containment. Williams was a recovering heroin addict and known pyromaniac. She had no family, save for an ex-husband. Cause of death: Multiple puncture wounds like that of a Kris knife in lower abdomen.
Samantha St. Marle
Samantha St. Marle was a 58-year-old mother, wife, and grandmother. Height: 174 Cm. Weight: 106 kg. She had three daughters, one son, one grandson and a husband. St. Marle had no criminal record. She lived in Augustine, Pennsylvania, which is confusing as to her current location. As subject has had no past of emotional trauma or abuse, reason for attending ritual is unknown. Cause of death: Multiple puncture wounds like that of a Kris knife in lower abdomen.
Contents of SCP-XXXX-3
SCP-4487-3 has 41 filled pages, 3 of which are nothing but commands. The first entry was recorded sometime between 1842 and 1909. The first entry in which SCP-4487-4 writes in is page 36, as stated by the mentioning of a new owner. Due to containment procedure, only so much of the book could be transferred to a separate file. Do not share this file with any personnel with security clearance 2 or lower. Be reminded that failure to comply with confidentiality will result in termination and demotion to D-class. The book reads as follows:
Mutig wants me to write down what happens tonight. “Its for the others!” he says. “They need to know that we aren’t fuckups!” Well, Mutig, I’m pretty sure you already screwed that up! If you hadn’t Well that’s odd. Note to self: Can’t erase in this book. That’s fucking weird, but I do suppose Grandad did have some weird ass shit. This notebook, his house, even his crappy doll sucks! The pins can’t even be moved. No goddamned fun, I’ll say.
I’m the first. As always, I’ll end up setting up everything early and the ritual wont fucking work. At least we have some nice wine, I suppose… still gotta wait for Williams to come with the good shit, but I’m certain me and this doll can keep ourselves company. What does Mutig want with it anyways? Honestly, I wonder why I listen to him sometimes. He rarely ever makes sense, always muttering about people out to get him. This ritual too… its goddamned insane! I know he said that we wouldn’t resort to sacrifice… but what if he lied?
This is the last god damned time I listen to Mutig. I’ve been outside the chapel for at least three hours now, and I’m sure those weirdos sitting across the street are just waiting to jump me or some shit. Maybe I’ll start talking to this fucking Voodoo toy? See if that doesn’t scare them away or something. Nope… now they’re staring. Fucking Mutig promised he’d be here on time!
I’ve had enough free time to read through this book. Jesus, Grandad didn’t write all of this did he? Honestly, some of this is just mental! There’s stuff in here that’s insane, like the [REDACTED].
Well, the candles are lit, the cake is ready, and the doll is in its place, as terrifying as it is. Honestly, I feel like those buttons are moving, staring at us. Now we wait.
Mutig showed up, at long last, Smith in tow. Those two are inseparable, I swear.
Smith isn’t looking so good. He had some of the milk earlier as a dare, ran outside, and hasn’t been back since. Maybe he ran into that weird ass group outside. Good riddance, if you ask me!
Williams finally arrived! Took her long enough, we almost had to start with just three members. Can’t wait to have some of the ale, though. Honestly, that bar she works at pays her jack shit, but the ale alone is worth it. Her words are harsh, though I suspect that’s to be expected considering recent events.
The others finally showed. Ramirez looks a little uncomfortable, as does Harrison, but the others look excited! If only they knew of the other attempts.
These crackers are damned good. That lamb? Amazing. The trout? Expertly sautéed. An excellent choice in fish, and an amazing choice in scenery. (I honestly don’t know what half of this means or if I’m writing this down right, but if Ramirez is saying that about these who am I to disagree?)
Why did we invite that kid? Harrison always looks so out of place… he shouldn’t have to go through with this. I do suppose he signed up… but why?
Ramirez got in a fight with Williams. Honestly, the two argue so much these days, its hard to remember that they’ve been together for so long… it’s a shame, honestly. After all the work they put in. They’ve been through a lot, sure, but this is just petty. There go our crackers.
Smith has been gone for a while… Maybe I ought to go out looking for him?
I found him. He has a pencil in his hand… why is he so pale? He keeps stuttering, I can’t understand what he’s saying. It’s all so garbled… He said something about the doll. I don’t like this.
This’ll be an experience, I suppose. It’s none of my business what Smith does, I suppose. As long as he keeps his creepy ass away from me, It’ll be fine.
Mutig isn’t letting me drink. He says I need to write, but why? What’s so important about me writing this that I can’t even have fun?
I’m having second thoughts. These people… they don’t deserve this. I don’t care if this resurrects some Asmodius, I’ll talk to the others about it I suppose.
Well, it’s time to begin. Smith is going first, apparently. I can’t watch.
He lied to me! He killed Smith! He’s smiling… what the fuck! I’m gonna be sick…
Ramirez wanted to stop. Why couldn’t we stop? Mutig knows how they always ends! Why did we need to… Mutig is a monster Mutig promised!
It’s over… I’m the only one left, besides Mutig. Dear god the blood… That knife… I think I’m next. I hid in a small closet, but I don’t think that there’s much time until he finds me.
What the hell just [Illegible] on its own! How does a doll just do that?!? That’s not something that Mutig warned [Illegible] WHO STARTED THE FIRE???
The doll killed him! It stood up and just [REDACTED]! What’s going on?? To anyone reading this, I’m Edward Barclao.
The doors are locked! The windows don’t show anything but black! Why is it so dark? Its so hot, and it feels like my lungs are burning. Why can’t I breathe?
Mutig’s dead… I don’t know how. It just… it happened! I’m hiding in the closet… if anyone finds me, please don’t tell my ma tha
It’s talking to me. Its saying things… its so peaceful.
Doll dance
Doll Sing
████████ Sing
Doll Sing
DOLL SING
ITS NOT SINGING ITS NOT SINGING ITS NOT [Illegible]
WHY DID IT STOP SINGING?
Doll Ki
Other notes:
An invitation was taped to the first page of the notebook. It was directed to an ██████ ███████. The gift is assumed to be SCP-XXXX-1, SCP-XXXX-3, or an entirely unrelated item. Further research required.
Dear ██████,
I understand that you’ve been going through a lot with the passing of your grandfather and all… congrats on the inheritance, by the way! I simply had to send a letter though, because guess what? You’re invited! Come on down on the day we do it every year, in the spot I told you about! We’re gonna try again, and this time we’re NOT going to use human sacrifice. I promise. Now, I understand that you’ve been going through a lot as of late, so I included a little gift. It was a present that your Grandfather gave my dad a while back, and I figured you should have it. It seemed appropriate. Bring it to the ceremony, however. We might have need of it, I think. Anyways, do keep yourself in check. If you ever need someone to talk to, just send me a letter!
Your old pal,
Octavian.
