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Vitae Essentia

Item #: xxxx

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-xxxx is currently held in a locked safe within Site-19, access is restricted to Level 2 personnel and higher. Human testing of SCP-xxxx is strictly prohibited without O5 approval.

Description: SCP-xxxx is a liquid of unknown composition, iridescent gold in color. There are currently 240 mL of the substance in Containment. When injected into the bloodstream, SCP-xxxx will give the recipient its anomalous effects including; disease resistance, rapid self regeneration, and the ability to revive the recently deceased.

Discovery: SCP-xxxx was first discovered in 1962 at a meteor crash site near ██████, Ukraine. The local Government was alerted, and an investigation team was dispatched. Upon arriving to the crash site, the team initially noticed the amber glow emanating from the rock along with luminous gold liquid seeping from said meteor. A team was ordered to retrieve samples for future testing. While acquiring a sample one of the team members came in contact with the liquid; she noted that the small scratch on her hand healed immediately after the substance touch the wound. The Foundation was contacted due to the liquids unknown genetic makeup and suspected anomalous properties. It is currently unknown if SCP-xxxx can be replicated.

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On ██/██/17, 2 test subjects were given the first test dose. SCP-xxxx-1 was the first to receive the injection, followed by SCP-4134-2. Roughly 15 minutes after being injected, Subject 001 began showing signs of cardiac arrest and was promptly taken to the infirmary; Subject 001 was later neutralized due to complications. SCP-xxxx-2's body has accepted the injection and has been placed in quarantine.
Roughly 48 hours after injection, their white blood cells have been replaced with new, disease-resistant yellow blood cells. After passing a mental health screening, and vitals test SCP-xxxx-2 was allowed 2 days to fully recover before testing began.

The first test was to measure any changes to the body's ability to heal an injury; a small cut to the inner forearm. SCP-xxxx-2 recovered in less that 3 minutes with no visible scarring.
Due to the changes to the subjects healing rate, the ability to resurrect a corpse was later brought to attention.
1 recently deceased human body [SCP-xxxx-3] was brought to SCP-xxxx-2. They noted that they could see a faint glowing amber orb hovering above the corpse's heart. After connecting the corpse to a heart rate monitor and EEG, SCP-xxxx-2 was instructed to reach out and attempt to touch it. After coming into contact with the light orb, SCP-xxxx-3 regained a heartbeat. 17 minutes after this event, SCP-xxxx-3 became conscious and aware of its surroundings.

Asclepius Blood

Item #: XXXX

Object Class: Safe

Special Containment Procedures: SCP- XXXX is to be kept in 12x13 ft. room provided, and contains a bed, computer, and desk. While SCP-XXXX has the option to leave her containment room, she choose to remain in her room.

Description: SCP- XXXX is a human female of average height and weight with waist-length black hair and black eyes. SCP-XXXX’s blood appears to have regenerative properties, specifically when applied to a wound; it will heal upon contact. Recovery time after application varies with wound severity ranging from 15-30 mins for minor cuts, burns, or scrapes; to several hours for life-threatening injuries. Due to her anomalous blood type, she is easily harmed and is often seen with small cute, bruises, and/or scrapes.
In the event of severe injury to a mass amount of Foundation personnel; SCP-XXXX is to be brought to the site’s medical ward for platelet extraction, and is to then be placed under watch by medical staff to aid in blood cell regeneration; and to ensure SCP-XXXX does not fall into a coma induced by blood loss.
To ensure SCP-XXXX's cooperation, she was promised living quarters, and access to food in exchange for emergency blood extractions. SCP-XXXX has excepted these conditions, as she is aware of the aid her blood gives to those injured.

Discovery: SCP-XXXX was first discovered at a blood donation centre in Raleigh, North Carolina. SCP-XXXX had gone for her first blood donation. During registration, workers had discovered that SCP-XXXX's blood type had not been seen before. SCP-XXXX's blood sample was sent to a local blood bank for further research. Researchers had discovered SCP-XXXX's blood was similar to the Rh-null blood type. But instead of missing all 61 antigens in the Rh system, SCP-XXXX's blood had an additional 4 unknown antigens, not found in the Rh system. Additionally, SCP-XXXX's blood turns iridescent gold when exposed to oxygen. The Foundation was then contacted after this discovery, and SCP-XXXX was then brought to Site-17, where she is currently contained.

Cured GOI Tale

You find yourself wandering in the dark forest, something you've grown accustomed to by now. A strange power emanated from within; drawing you closer, almost in a trance. Looking at your surroundings, you knew you were lost; the forest pulling you deeper into it's grasp. You began to hear cryptic chanting flowing with the gentle breeze. A fiery light shown in the distance, you look down to see light amber footsteps guiding you towards a small group of cloaked figures. The luminescent marks on the forest flow were of nothing you had seen before, almost like a bird's talons? Too large to be from any bird or avian you're familiar with. Sneaking closer, you saw the gruesome scene before you; a corpse lay on a stone platform, the same hooded figures from before gathered around. You look up at the front of the table, to see a tall bird-like figure looming over the unfortunate soul beneath it; seeming to be performing some sort of medical procedure on it. The corpse's chest was flayed open, revealing its ribs and viscera. In your failed attempt to not wretch at the sight, you disturb the group; stopping what they were doing and staring directly at your hiding spot. Frozen in place, too scared to move, you hear faint footsteps and the snapping of twigs. Before you can register what's happening, you feeling a sharp sting in your neck before everything goes dark; sealing your fate.