Per 
Name: scp…..
Class: Keter
special containment procedures: scp …. must be kept in a 8x8 room with a chair and table, it must not be interacted, outside of interviews. if no chair and table are present, scp … will terminate everyone in the area via loud screaming. Reason for why the table and chair is unknown, and deemed unimportant.
Description: scp …. is (size), (outfit). scp… . scp … needs the chair and table as it will scream in 110 decibels to 400 decibels, reason for this is unknown, it must also be given access to have books and a tv to keep it entertained as it will not cooperate in any circumstance. scp… has a wide array of pocket dimensions but these dimensions have been eradicated as scp… doesn't enjoy the nature of the dimensions, as a result, scp…'s last dimensions are three, terrifying dimensions as proclaimed:
1) the flesh realm
2) the collapsing city
3) the nonexistent space
subjects are teleported to these dimensions via eye contact, thus resulting in the prohibition of giving it eye contact. subjects will also die after 5 days till 5 weeks, during the same day, the subject will be moved into one of the dimensions. Subjects who have been into the flesh realm first have displayed signs of madness and trauma after recovery or after interview. Subjects who have been to the collapsing city first have displayed signs of cluster phobia as well as extreme suicidal tendencies. Subjects who have been to the nonexistent space first have displayed clinical depression and have also reported several sleep paralysis as well as quoting: it haunts me even if I'm not me .
note although the dimensions have been placed in this order, the minority of the subjects haven't had this order of dimensions.
interview with a victim that has went to "the flesh realm"
begin log
interviewer: please sir, can you start cooperating? we need this info
interviewee: what do you mean I should cooperate? you kidnaped me for fucks sake!
interviewer: look sir, you don't understand, this is vital information.
interviewee: oh well, I'm surrounded by guards equipped with guns. of course i can't escape so.. the least i could do is talk.
interviewer: please make it your best interest for now.
interviewee: hmm. what were the questions again?
interviewer: first question, how did you die? if you remember.
interviewee: thats a bit of an unusual question, oh well i died from a car crash. a car ran over me when i was going back home.
interviewer: very well. second question, where did you go?
subject remains silent for 30 seconds.
interviewee:… i don't know. it was just..flesh..and hair, and bones too.. the animals were made of only flesh, the trees were bone, and the grass was hair. it was utterly disgusting.
interviewer: what happened after that?
interviewee: i reached some short creature sitting on a chair…that bit- [DATA EXPUNGED] and then i fucking died again! I don't know what the hell was happening!
interviewer: well sir-
subjects eyes turn red and starts to scream as loud as [DATA REDACTED] and attacks the interviewer, killing them in the process, subject is shot and terminated. cause of this is unknown.
end log.
