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The Lonely Rest
SCP-XXX
*Object Class:* Keter
*Special Containment Procedures:* Currently there is no way to contain SCP-XXX. Small observation posts have been set up in areas where SCP-XXX has been sited to monitor CB traffic and web crawlers have been deployed to monitor for stories that may contain SCP-XXX with a focus on travel blogs, travel forums, and pages dedicated to pictures of abandoned places and urban legends. Due to the slow rise in SCP-XXX sightings a Mobile Task Force has been created consisting of members pulled from two existing Mobile Task Forces. Then ten member collabrative task force, dubbed Rolling Pins, consist of five two man teams made up of Lamdba-14, One Star Reviewers, and Eplison-6, Village Idiots, team members.
CTF Lamdba 146 Rolling Pins is a split into 5 two man teams to patrol areas where SCP-XXX has been known to appear. They are tasked with monitoring and reporting on any other anomalies that may appear in the forgotten areas of the Midwest.
*Description:* SCP-XXX is appears to be a mildy run down diner and gas station. A large sign is lit up by faded yellow lights with the words the Lonely Rest Diner on it. Several different cars are seen parked in the lot surrounding SCP-XXX with one parked near the employee entrance to the diner. This car appears to be the only car that remains static in each instance of SCP-XXX and is a blue 1956 Rolls Royce. The interior of SCP-XXX contains a long bar top with several round stools with red plastic covered stools. Booths line the window of SCP-XXX and are in good condition despite their age.
Upon entering SCP-XXX music can be heard coming from a small jukebox located in the far corner and persons entering are greeted by a tall, grey haired man wearing a simple white shirt, tan pants and an apron that covers his suspenders. While his appearance changes he does not appear to age. SCP has designated him SCP-XXX-1, though he calls himself Peter. Additionally a cook, and two waitresses appear to inhabit the diner as well. Interview logs with SCP-XXX-1 are below.
Despite there being a number of cars parked outside of the diner, and agents reporting that they have seen people entering the diner, it is inhabited by only one other patron. Dubbed SCP-XXX-2 appears to be a man in his mid twenties. See Incident Report from Strike Team member Thompson, regarding SCP-XXX-2, as well as follow up tests and notes from Dr. Tru.
The menu appears to be standard food, though outdated, see menu filed under XXX-1-1
The first known record of SCP-XXX was found in a book, Interviews with Truckers: Road Tales by [Redacted]. An excerpt from the book is attached to this document.
Book Excerpt
Chapter 12: The Last Diner
During one of my trips with James Scolfield he told me about an urban legend among the truckers that travel the blue highways and the long empty stretches out in the Midwest. I've done my best to write it down here but I feel like I still can't do it justice.
The legend goes that if a traveler is missing home so terribly that he's thinking of letting his heart wander then they might come upon a diner/gas station on the stretch of road they are runnin. The diner never seems to change and it's never anywhere near civilization but it always has a few cars out in front. When the trucker in question stops and enters though the diner is empty except for the owner, a few waitresses, and the cook. The food is hot, and tastes like home. Once they've finished the owner always points out that he's got a phone if the trucker wants to call home. One trucker said that it felt like he was next to his wife again when they talked on the phone and afterwards he felt refreshed and energized.
Of course, like all Urban legends there is a sadder part to the tale but James left out that part in his telling. Another trucker, Dustin, told me that he heard the story too except for one difference.
Sometimes there is a poor soul stuck in the diner. They may be a trucker who died on the highway or someone who got lost while wandering those old highways and back roads but the outcome is always the same. They can never leave. It's always someone different and some of the more morbid truckers suspect that the poor soul is what provides the fresh meat on the table and fertilizer for the small garden out back.
I asked several other truckers about it and many have heard the story but no one has ever seen the diner. Most laugh it off as the urban legend it is.
Interview XXX.1
Interviewed: SCP-XXX-1 or Peter
Interviewer: Sgt. Edgmon, under the guise of writing a book about Diners.
Interview Date: October [redacted] 20[redacted]
<Begin Log>
Edgmon: Thanks for taking the time to sit with me Peter.
Peter: Not a problem Justin, say what's that box there?
Transcriber notes: According to Sgt. Edgmon Peter is asking about the small pocket recorder that Edgmon placed on the table.
Edgmon: It's a voice recorder.
Peter: [whistles] I didn't know they made them that small. During my time in the forces we had these big Nagra three's but those suckers ran on tape. Those boys over in Swizterland must have made some progress since I've been out.
Edgmon: What branch did you serve in.
Peter: Airforce, missles and all that, can't say more than that or I'd have to kill ya [laughs]
Edgmon: I was an [redacted] brat myself so I understand. When did you get out?
Peter: [pauses] I can't quite remember.
Edgmon: When you got out did you open the diner then?
Peter: Oh no, first I fixed up cars. I got lucky when I landed my baby out there.
Edgmon: Oh, one of the cars is yours?
Peter: One of [laughs] son the only car out there except [redacted]'s is mine. That beautiful blue Rolls Royce out back, next to this diner she's my pride and joy.
Edgmon: Oh, I thought maybe you owned some of the others, there are a lot of good classic cars out there. I love the sixty six mustang I saw when I was coming in.
Peter: [mildy agitated] You asking me about cars son or the diner?
Edgmon: Sorry Peter, I love cars to so I got a little beside myself. Let's talk about the diner.
Peter: [much happier] Glady, what do you want to know?
Edgmon: When did you open the diner and why?
Peter: Well [pause] I'd say I opened about five six years ago now. As to why, well the misses though it would be a good idea to have a hot meal for those folks who work the long drives out here. Some of those poor boys go for weeks without a hot meal, just cold soup and coffee. None of that's good for the soul, so we set up shop out here and just tend to the folks that flow through.
Edgmon: It doesn't seem like you get a lot of traffic.
Peter: [Laughing] I know it seems that way but we get enough to get by. I don't do this for the profit, it's about making people feel like they are home for even a bit longer. Heck, as soon as they ran the telephone lines out this far we hooked one up right away just so those boys could call home. Made sure to install it in a private booth to so they could talk bout whatever they want if you catch my drift [more laughter]
Edgmon: Where do you get your food from, this place is pretty remote.
Peter: [Pauses] trade secret son, it's how I keep the prices low.
Edgmon: Fair enough. What would you consider the Lonely Rest's best dish.
Peter: Lonely Rest?
Edgmon: That's the name of your diner. Isn't it?
Peter: [whistles and then laughs] I say son, you clearly push yourself to hard. The sign says Pete's and that's the name. See for yourself.
Edgmon: Maybe I am, I've been traveling to a lot of diners to finish up my book.
Peter: [laughs] it's alright boy, that's why I'm here. As for the favorite dish. Well that's gotta be Grandma's Apple Pie. Nothing is better.
Edgmon: It is very good.
Peter: Ain't it though.
Edgmon: Now for the final piece of the article. Do you mind if my friend and I try some of your food.
<End Log>
Results of Food Testing
Researcher Hoffstot carried a portable testing kit with him during his trip with Sgt. Edgmon. He ordered a meatloaf dinner, a slice of apple pie and tried to order a diet coke. According to Sgt. Edgmon SCP-XXX had never heard of Diet Coke, and when quizzed hadn't heard of any other diet drinks either. Researcher Hoffstot ordered a Coke instead.
Researcher Hoffstot's notes are below:
Meatloaf appears to be a mix of beef and sausage held together with bread crumbs. Small sample tests show no chemical identifiers above normal leves with only trace amounts of nitrogen and calcium in the meat. Tasted delicious, just like my grandpa used to make on a those cooler fall nights back home.
Mashed potatoes contain no traces of pesticides or chemical products, butter is fresh and according to SCP-XXX home made. The taste reminded me of my mothers mashed potatoes.
Coke. Testing of the Coke revealed that it was made without any additions found in modern Coca-cola products. It was amazing.
Apple Pie. No testing was done. I had eaten it before I even thought to test it. It reminded me of my wife's apple pie. Hell it was the whole reason I married her. I really need to talk to her more.
Menu
Breakfasts Served all Day
Eggs, bacon, and toast … 50c
Egg Sandwhich … 10c
Biscuits and Gravy … 5c
Dinners
Meatloaf and Potatoes …75c
Steak and Shrimp … $1.25
All soups … 10c ask the waitress for today's special
Hamburger and Fries … 25c
Cheeseburger and Fries .. 40c
Drinks
Coffee … 5c
Fountain Soda .. 8c
Hot Chocolate .. 5c
Snacks for the Road
Fried Pickles … 10c
Ham and Cheese Sandwhich … 25c
Fries … 5c
Dessert
Grandma's Apple Pie … 25c
Ice Cream, plain … 10c (when available)
Chocolate Shake … 15c
Pete Says: Remember we have a phone, before you leave call your loved ones! Its on us.
Incident Report XXX.1
Name: Sgt. [Redacted] Thompson
Date: October [redacted] 20[redacted]
Team: Sgt. [Redacted] Thompson and Dr. Tru
Outpost Gama reported that potential sighting of SCP-XXX five miles east of our current location and we arrived at the destination soon after. An 18 wheeler had pulled into the lot and we saw the occupant exit the vehicle and enter the diner. I did confirm that the Diner is named The Lonely Rest and that there were currently six vehicles in the parking lot and the Rolls Royce owned by SCP-XXX-1. Once I entered the diner I looked back out the door, per Sgt. Edgmon's request. The sign said Pete's, additionally only two cars were in the parking lot. Ours and a green sixty six mustang. There was no sign of the eighteen wheeler in any windows.
We sat down at the bar and were greeted by SCP-XXX-1. He struck up a minor conversation before leaving us with one of the Waitress's and we placed our orders. It was at this time that SCP-XXX-2 struck up a conversation with Dr. Tru. I attempted to activate my tape recorder but it would not turn on. SCP-XXX-2 spoke at length about where he had been and what he was doing. He was heading home to his fiancee and they'd been apart for several months now. Dr. Tru asked what he did for a living and SCP-XXX-2 appeared momentarily distressed.
He moved on and talked about how the phone hear never seemed to work. It is at this time that I noticed the cook, who I had seen before in the order window, the waitresses and SCP-XXX-1 were not present. I positioned myself behind Dr. Tru and kept a hand on my firearm. Dr. Tru said that she would try the phone. I removed my hand, Dr. Tru moved over to the private booth and I could hear her dialing. She held a brief conversation with someone and came out looking visibly relaxed. She assured SCP-XXX-2 that the phone did work and offered to make the call for him.
At this point SCP-XXX-2 became visibly irate. He began accusing me and Dr. Tru of lying to him about the call, he demanded to know why we would even know how to call his wife. Dr. Tru tried to explain that she was just offering to dial the number for him but he wouldn't accept her answer. He began crying and tossed what looked like a ring down on the bar. Dr. Tru tried to assure SCP-XXX-2 again that she meant no harm and that is when he lashed out. I drew my firearm and a moment later Pete, along with the cook, appeared from the back.
Pete immediately took control of the situation and ordered me to put my firearm down. Despite my best efforts not to I found myself putting it back in it's holster. He then ordered the Cook to take SCP-XXX-2 out the back and teach him a lesson about hitting women. The cook complied and SCP-XXX-2 was escorted to the back despite protests. Pete helped Dr. Tru to her feet and apologized for the man's rudeness before offering us dinner on the house.
The rest of the meal went without issue and Pete refused our money but did tell us that it might be best if we do not come back for a while as it might upset some of the other customers. Upon exiting the diner I made a quick circle of the place on Dr. Tru's request but found no sign of the cook or SCP-XX-2. When we returned to our vehicle we found two cups of coffee and a bag of snacks waiting for us.
Since the eighteen wheeler was still present we waited, at Dr. Tru's request, for the trucker to leave and he did so. Dr. Tru requested a series of tests based on her experience. CTF Lambda-146 was notified of this request.
End Report
Testing Notes: All Tests were done with a small hidden camera located on the body of either Rolling Pins members, or in two separate cases D-class personnel. Tests are recorded below:
Test XXX-1.1
Agent of CTF was asked to stay in the diner for as long as possible but to not put up a fight should things get hostile. At this time it is noted that SCP-XXX-2 is still not present in the diner. The Agent was politely told to leave after about six hours and refused. SCP-XXX-1 showed signs of mild irritation but returns to the back. Agent continues to wait, and in another hour he is asked to leave and again refuses. SCP-XXX-1 tells the Agent he's closing up shop and he has to go. When the Agent refuses SCP-XXX-1 calls the Cook out and orders him to take the Agent out back and teach him some manners. Agent at this time apologies for the trouble and leaves.
No snacks are waiting for the agent upon return from his vehicle and Agents paired with [redacted] have not been able to find SCP-XXX again despite having found it before.
Request for transfer of Agent [redacted] out of the unit made. Request, granted.
Test XXX 1.2
Agents are tasked with entering SCP-XXX at two separate times, for the sake of this test I will simply call them Agents One and Two. Agent One entered at precisely 0100 hours; camera flickers for a moment upon entering. Body camera footage from Agent One shows that the diner is still unoccupied by an instance of SCP-XXX-2. Agent One sits at the bar and body camera follows him around. Outside several cars can be seen in the parking lot and the sign reads The Lonely Rest.
Note from Dr. Tru: It appears that whatever affect SCP-XXX has does not have an impact on how technology perceives it.
Agent One orders food and carries on a conversation with SCP-XXX-1.
Agent Two enters at approximately 0200 hours; camera flickers for a moment upon entering. Review of the video seems to show Agent One for a brief moment during this failure. Body camera follows Agent Two as he looks around, he is the only member in the diner and SCP-XXX-1 greets him warmly. He orders food and carries on a conversation with SCP-XXX-1 without incident.
Upon exiting SCP-XXX the Agents find two bags of snacks in their shared vehicle and two warm cups of coffee
Test XXX 1.3
D-Class subject is ordered to enter the diner and order food. Once they have eaten they are to make a phone call from the booth to anyone that wish. D-Class personnel pauses to look at the cars in the lot. Upon review Sgt. Edgmon noted that the green mustang was not present. D-Class personnel makes a move towards one of the cars but is ordered to proceed to the diner under threat of termination. D-Class subject walks up to the diner's entrance and finds it closed. He rattles the door but nothing happens. D-Class subject is ordered to place the body camera against the window and does so. Camera fails upon touching SCP-XXX.
D-Class subject ordered to leave.
Text XXX 1.4
After reviewing a list of eligible D-class subjects one is found that matches a profile similar to those of CTF Lambda-146. Subject has shown regret for his crimes and has been reaching out in search of ways to pay for the murder he caused. He admits that he wishes he had spent more time with his family and that he feels lost. He is ordered to enter the the diner, order a meal and then use the phone to call anyone he wishes.
Subject enters the diner where he is greeted warmly by SCP-XXX-1. SCP-XXX-2 is still not present. Subject orders a steak and shrimp dinner along with a chocolate shake. SCP-XXX-1 actively engages the subject during dinner and talks to him about struggles that he went through in his youth and the mistakes he has made. D-Class can be heard tearing up and choking during parts of this conversation and SCP-XXX-1 comforts him during those times.
Upon completion of his meal SCP-XXX-1 encouraged the subject to use the phone booth to make a call. Subject does so and picks up the phone. The body camera did manage to pick up audio recording but only from one side of the conversation. Transcribers notes are below.
Transcriber Notes
D-Class: Hello? Is..this Holly? [Pause] No? Who is this then? [pause. Audible gasp] Oh god…[long pause, muffled sound can be heard on the other end of the line] How can you forgive me, what I did..I was..I was drunk,..I..shouldn't have picked you up baby girl, I should have listened to your mother. Oh god…[more sound coming over the other end. A giggle, I think] Don..don't do that baby girl, don't forgive me. I don't deserve it. It shoulda been me…[long pause. muffled sound] I…I love you to. I gotta go now. I love you.
End Notes
D-Class subject appears to be visibly shaken after putting down the phone. He exits the phone booth and SCP-XXX-1 offers him a fresh cup of coffee. SCP-XXX-1 asks subject if he wants to talk about what happened. Subject agrees and at this point in time the body camera failed. Attempts to contact subject failed. After a further hour without contact Sgt. Thompson and Edgmon enter the diner together with equipped body cameras. SCP-XXX-1 greats them warmly and sitting on the far side of the bar is the D-Class subject.
Edgmon begins to approach D-class but is stopped by SCP-XXX-1 who states the man needs some time to think. When Edgmon insists SCP-XXX-1 becomes agitated accusing the Agents of not respecting a man's privacy. Thompson explains they just wish to help their friend and SCP-XXX-1 asks the D-Class if he recognizes the two men. D-Class subject responds to the negative. SCP-XXX-1 tells the men to either order something or leave. The agents, not wanting to further agitate SCP-XXX-1 decide to order food and leave the D-Class be.
Agents left after dinner and waited approximately six hours for D-Class subject to exit. After six hours Dr. Tru told the Agents to leave.
Text XXX 1.5
D-Class subject matching the profile type of subject in Test 1.4 is ordered to make a scene with assurances that SCP Agents will step in if things get to rough. D-Class personnel enters diner. The camera flickers for a moment and returns to normal. It pans around and the former subject of Test 1.4 is seen. It waves to the D-Class subject but does not strike up conversation even though the subject attempts to. SCP-XXX-1 arrives a short time later and greets the subject.
Subject orders dinner and, when prompted by Agents, refuses to make a scene. Subject is reminded of the consequences of failure and proceeds to begin insulting the food. SCP-XXX-1 seems to laugh this off and returns to the back. Subject asks Agents to leave and is denied. Subject is ordered to engage the other man in the bar and after prodding does so. A fist breaks out after insults are traded and SCP-XXX-1 appears. The cook separates the two of them and SCP-XXX-1 apologies to the subject from Test 1.4 and orders the Cook to take the D-Class subject out back and teach him some manners. The body camera shifts and it is clear the D-class subject is being dragged. He passes through the double doors and the camera fails soon after.
Agents begin to move at this time and circle around the back of the diner. Agents standby for nearly an hour before they are told to stand down.
Review of the final moments of the video reveal some of the kitchen which appears to be fairly standard. It is noted that they can see what appear to be [Redacted] and [redacted] in one of the nearby freezers, and fresh steaks on the grill.
Agents are ordered to leave the ground. As they leave they note that a newer model corvette now populates one of the spots. Sgt. Edgmon later confirms that it is the spot where the sixty six mustang once sat.
Adendum: Two other tests occurred with no appreciable results, at this time I am classing D-Class personnel, name [Redacted] in Test 1.4 as SCP-XXX-2. As he has been present at all further confirmed sightings of SCP-XXX - Dr.Tru
Adendum: No member of the Rolling Pins has ever seen SCP-XXX appear or disappear and attempts to capture video of the building in either state have proved worthless. We can only assume that similar to how the snacks materialize SCP-XXX has similar properties. I will be talking to my fellows for further theories. - Dr. Tru
Note from Pvt. Rogers: After departing SCP-XXX, located in Utah this time, I found a note with the snacks provided by SCP-XXX. It simply said
All who wander are not lost
