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Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Euclid

Description:
SCP-XXXX is a film reel of indeterminate age and origin, measuring approximately 8 inches in diameter. The reel and filmstock display wear consistent with prolonged use, yet no degradation or breakage has been observed despite repeated handling and projection.

SCP-XXXX emits an anomalous electromagnetic field that causes any electronic device within 4.6–12.2 meters (15–40 ft) to short out or permanently fail. The radius of this effect appears to fluctuate based on unknown variables, though proximity to metallic objects appears to increase range and intensity. The use of specialized tools to avoid the effects of 9145's field has been successful, though to a limited degree.

When SCP-XXXX is placed upon a projector—regardless of whether the projector is operational or even functional—it will autonomously begin playback. The source of illumination and motion required for projection appear to manifest independently of external power sources.

The resulting animation, hereafter designated SCP-XXXX-1, is perceived differently by each viewer. No two test subjects have ever reported identical “episodes,” nor have any managed to record or describe identical plotlines. Reported episode counts range from zero (See interview below) to a maximum of four thousand and fifty-three.

Despite these discrepancies, every account of SCP-XXXX-1 involves two recurring central figures:

-SCP-XXXX-1A:Cog
A young boy wearing a leather jacket, flight goggles with a feather, and cargo trousers, typically shown with a broad smile and a red-white neckerchief made to look like the American flag.
-SCP-XXXX-1B:Junks
A large mechanical colossus adorned with the same style of hat and feather as Cog. Often depicted as Cog’s friend, companion, or guardian.

The tone of SCP-XXXX-1 is described as whimsical, nostalgic, and reminiscent of early 20th-century American animation, accompanied by upbeat jazz instrumentation.

Approximately 30 seconds after viewing begins, the subject will enter a euphoric trance state characterized by slowed motor response, mild smiling, and a notable drop in anxiety and aggression. This state lasts for the entire duration of the “episode,” typically ranging from 20 minutes to over an hour. Subjects describe the experience as “the happiest they’ve ever felt.”

Upon completion, viewers retain fragmented memories of the episode, usually centering on “adventures” involving Cog and Junks. Several have described a persistent desire to “go back” or “see how it ends,” followed by symptoms of depression, withdrawal, or emotional detachment lasting 2-5 days post-viewing.

Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-XXXX is to be stored in a standard non-electronic containment locker within Site-██'s Anomalous Items Wing. The locker must be lined with non-conductive materials and kept at least 50 meters away from any electronic devices or wiring systems to prevent accidental shorting.

Access to SCP-XXXX for testing requires written approval from at least two Level 3 personnel. Testing is to occur within Observation Chamber 3C, which has been retrofitted for full analog operation (manual projector, reel, crank-operated recording systems). No digital or electronic devices are to be brought within 50 meters of the object during testing.

Personnel assigned to SCP-XXXX testing must undergo psychological evaluation before exposure, and amnestic treatment shall be administered upon the completion of the test. Observation of test subjects post-viewing is mandatory for a minimum of 72 hours.

Special Incident XXXX-01:
During a routine exposure test on ██/██/20██, D-9184 exhibited atypical behavior after approximately 15 minutes of viewing SCP-XXXX. Dr█████ noted that the image on-screen appeared to distort and ripple as D-9184 began to move toward the projection. Dr█████ made to intervene, but fell unconscious to unknown means. At 15:17:32, the subject physically vanished from the testing chamber.

Three days later, at 0300 hours, D-9184 reappeared within the same chamber, lying motionless beside the projector. The subject was alive but completely unresponsive, exhibiting no awareness of surroundings. Neurological scans showed persistent delta wave activity consistent with REM sleep, yet all attempts to awaken or communicate with the subject have failed.

Upon later inspection, SCP-XXXX’s film length had increased by approximately 0.8 meters. Visual inspection using special tools to avoid the effects of the anomalous field around SCP-XXXX revealed new frames depicting a crudely animated humanoid silhouette wearing the standard orange jumpsuit of a D-class personnel, positioned beside Cog and Junks.

Special Incident XXXX-02:
Addendum XXXX-A — Virtual Interview Excerpt on the events following the viewing of Episode Zero:

Interviewed: D-4119 (Post-viewing)
Interviewer: █████
<Begin Log>

█████: I apologize to you about bringing you in so soon, but it is imperative that we receive this information while you’re still…lucid. Tell me, how are you feeling?

D-4119: I…I dunno. Happy? Why are we talking like this and not in person?

█████: Because we haven’t confirmed the existence of an unknown effect of the viewing of SCP-XXXX. Would you mind giving a definite answer? Foundation protocol doesn’t allow uncertain details when it comes to anomalous objects like XXXX.

D-4119:I…am feelin’ kinda bummed. After euphoria like that, everything else becomes rather dull. You should try it. You got mad bags.

█████:<Muted> Noting exaggerated movements and excessive mood spikes from 4119. Showing signs of withdrawal even after just twenty minutes of exposure. Bloodshot eyes and constant loss of focus are constant with the effects noticed in past XXXX subjects.

D-4119:Dude? I believe you’re muted.

█████:<Unmuted> Would you mind recounting your experience for us?

D-4119: Yeah, I would. Why should I tell you?

[Cut to eight minutes later]

D-4119: Alright, alright, I’ll talk.

█████:Thank you for your cooperation.

D-4119:Alright, so the film started, yeah? And then I saw this big victorian-like sign, it had oil all over it.

█████:I assume it said something along the lines of ‘Episode Number blank’ and ‘The tale of blank’?

D-4119: Yeah, how’d you know?

█████:<Muted> Events stay constant with that of past subjects, added to research log.

█████:<Unmuted> Which episode did it say?

D-4119: Ah-episode zero.

█████:I apologize, repeat that?

D-4119: Episode zero, sir.

█████:<Muted> Episode numbered below the previous record of forty-five, notifying the research department.

█████:<Unmuted> Would you mind recounting the events that occurred?

D-4119: Yeah, so the intro started and I heard this jingle, yeah? A real earworm, goes like-

█████:<Interrupting> Please skip past the introduction.

D-4119:Alright, jeez, just don’t pull the guard again. We get into it, and there’s this kiddo, looks about eight or eleven, and this cloud of smoke says his name is ‘Cog’ or somethin’. He does a little jig across the screen and then this guy’s robot head drops from the ceiling, then oil splashes and he’s introduced as ‘Junks’. A body walks across the screen and picks up the head, putting it back on his shoulders, then they do some more dancin’-

█████:<Interrupting> And then they get on a flying ship and fly away, correct?

D-4119: Yeah, have you seen it too?

█████:Please continue.

D-4119:Well from there, the camera zooms in on this little town that looks like it’s made entirely of gears and pipes. It cuts to a small little hut, then the door bursts open and Cog and Junks shove their way out.

█████:And then?

<Researcher █████ joins call>

D-4119: They talk to this dude who just kinda appears out of the house next door, some old man, and then they…huh.

█████:I assume you do not recall events continuing from that point?

D-4119:I mean…I guess, yeah. I guess there’s a bit here and there but all I can fully remember is the end and the beginning.

R-█████:Please describe the end for us, if you wouldn’t mind.

D-4119:Who are you?

█████:My superiors. Now if you wouldn’t rather talk to the guard again, please do as they ask.

D-4119:Jeez, K, fine. At the end, they finished working on whatever the hell it was, some form of steampunk-y ship that the old guy rode away on. Once that was done, they danced all the way back to their hut. And then the creepiest thing happened.

R-█████:Yes?

D-4119: They looked at me. Then they said my name. I know it's fake, but that's a really impressive coincidence. Anyway, they said something along the lines of "Hey █████, next time you come, bring your friends."

█████:Is that all?

D-4119: Well, yeah. After that, hysteria kinda kicked in and I forget the rest.

R-█████:Well, thank you for your time. Your guard will escort you back to your cell.

D-4119:Hey…is there a chance I'll be able to see another episode? I want to see what happens next.

█████:Perhaps.

<D-4119 leaves call>

█████:We shall have him monitored for the next seventy-two hours, as per protocol. Is there anything else we should do?

R-█████: Keep him in solitary, and administer amnestics only once we're sure that we've gotten all we can from him. We don't know what cognitohazards may occur when the viewing of any episode below forty five occurs.

<End Log>

Addendum XXXX-B-Note from Dr.█████:
After this event, D-4119 was brought to his cell, and after the standard seventy-two hours of observation, he was shown to exhibit no abnormal symptoms aside from those previously seen in other subjects. Once that was confirmed, D-4119 was administered amnestics and brought to solitary. However, at the next scheduled time for his departure, his cell was checked and he was found dead, apparently having torn his own heart out.