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+++ ⚠️ CRITICAL LOCK
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**SCP DATABASE NODE: XXXX**
**CLEARANCE:** LEVEL 4/KETER
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🔒 **FULL NARRATIVE UNLOCKED**
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> **⚠️ HIGH LEVEL BIO-SPATIAL HAZARD WARNING**
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> THE FOLLOWING FILE CONTAINS INTEGRATED AUDIO RECORDS AND SURVEY LOGS FROM ACTIVE MANIFESTATION ZONES. INDIVIDUALS REPORTING AUDITORY SYMPTOMS OR UNEXPLAINED SENSATIONS OF HUMIDITY INSIDE RESIDENTIAL BASEMENTS ARE TO IMMEDIATELY REPORT TO SITE-43 MEDICAL WING FOR COGNITOHAZARD SCREENING.
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FOUNDATION SECURE DATA ARCHIVE | ITEM FILE: SCP-XXXX
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**Item #:** SCP-XXXX
**Object Class:** Keter
**Special Containment Procedures:** SCP-XXXX is currently uncontained due to its highly nomadic, subterranean nature. Mobile Task Force Pi-1 ("City Slickers") is tasked with continuous monitoring of emergency dispatches, municipal utility repairs, and foreclosed real estate registries across the Midwestern United States.
Any residential property confirmed to be hosting an SCP-XXXX manifestation must be immediately condemned by a Foundation front company under the public guise of a severe, toxic black mold outbreak or a structural gas leak. The entryway to the basement door must be permanently sealed using welded industrial steel plates. All civilian witnesses are to be administered Class-A amnestics and relocated.
Under no circumstances are Foundation personnel permitted to enter an active manifestation zone without a tethered, high-tensile steel winching cable attached directly to their tactical harness. If a team member crosses the threshold of the basement door and a countdown triggers, no rescue operations are to be attempted from the outside until the 10-minute window has completely expired.
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**Description:** SCP-XXXX is a hostile, predatory spatial anomaly that targets residential basements, cellars, and sub-floor crawlspaces. The anomaly does not possess a fixed physical shape, but instead manifests as a localized structural alteration inside homes experiencing severe internal stress, domestic isolation, or profound emotional grief.
When active, the architecture of the staircase leading down into an affected basement will artificially extend. Instead of reaching the normal basement floor, the stairs descend into a seemingly endless, unlit concrete utility labyrinth that smells heavily of damp rust, calcified lime, and wet laundry detergent. Ground-penetrating radar shows that this space does not exist within our physical dimension, bypassing the earth entirely and operating inside an isolated extra-dimensional pocket plane.
SCP-XXXX utilizes a distinct predatory cycle divided into three specific phases:
* **The Broadcast:** A low, buzzing radio frequency begins to bleed out of any television, smart speaker, or analog radio set located near the basement door. This static is heavily layered with what sounds like a young child frantically crying, gasping for air, or whispering incoherent sentences through the feedback loop.
* **The Calling:** The anomaly mimics the exact voice of a family member or a lost loved one, calling out from the bottom of the dark stairs. It typically claims it tripped, dropped its flashlight, or hurt its leg in the dark, pleading for someone to come down and help them fix the furnace or water heater.
* **The 10-Minute Lock:** If a person steps onto the staircase to investigate, the basement door will automatically slam shut and lock from the outside. The structural walls of the house will temporarily become completely indestructible, preventing any rescue from the outside. The victim has exactly 10 minutes to navigate the dark concrete labyrinth before the anomaly de-manifests, taking the victim with it.
When the 10-minute countdown concludes, the basement instantly snaps back to its normal, everyday size. The victim is entirely gone, but their shoes, teeth fillings, and any metal jewelry they were wearing will be found stacked neatly in a perfect pile on the center of the regular concrete basement floor.
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**Addendum XXXX.1: 911 Emergency Dispatch Audio Log**
The following log was intercepted by Foundation field agents on November 14, 2025, in Richmond, Kentucky. The call was placed from a residential smartphone belonging to a civilian named Sarah Miller.
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**[BEGIN LOG]**
**Dispatch:** 911 Emergency, what is your crisis?
**Sarah:** (Voice is shaking, breathing heavily) Yes—hello, please, you need to send a squad car to 412 Maple Street right now. Something is wrong with my house.
**Dispatch:** Okay, Sarah, calm down for me. Tell me exactly what is happening. Is someone trying to break in?
**Sarah:** No, no! It's my brother... it's Leo. He went down to the basement ten minutes ago to fix the water heater because the TV started acting up and buzzing. But... but he hasn't come back up, and the door just slammed shut on its own!
**Dispatch:** Have you tried turning the handle? Is the lock stuck?
**Sarah:** I tried! I used a hammer from the kitchen, but it won't move at all. It feels like the door is solid iron right now. And Dispatch... I can hear him. But it doesn't sound right. He's screaming from the bottom of the stairs, but his voice sounds... like it's coming out of a broken, skipping walkie-talkie. It's skipping and echoing.
**Dispatch:** I'm dispatching an officer to your location now, Sarah. Stay on the line.
**Sarah:** Oh my god, wait. The TV in the living room... the static just stopped. It's playing an old video file. It's an audio recording of Leo's voice from when he was six years old at his birthday party. It’s just repeating his old childhood birthday song over and over again through the screen static.
**Dispatch:** Sarah, I need you to step away from the basement door and wait on the porch.
**Sarah:** (Sound of wood splintering, a deep groaning noise shakes the microphone) The walls are shifting. The drywall in the hallway is cracking open. There's water... no, it's rust water leaking out from behind the wallpaper. It smells so bad. It smells like a flooded basement. Wait, the door just unlocked itself. Leo? Leo, is that you?
**Dispatch:** Sarah, do not open that door!
**Sarah:** (Sound of a door creaking open. A long pause. The audio logs pick up a deafening, industrial hum of ceiling fluorescent lights.) Leo? Why are the stairs so long? There are hundreds of steps... Leo, why are you sitting down there in the dark?
**SCP-XXXX (Distant, voice layered and clicking):** *I... I hurt my leg, Sarah. Come down. Help me fix the heater. We are a family.*
**Sarah:** That's not Leo. Oh my god, that's not his face. (Screaming) The door just shut behind me! It locked! Help me! It's dark! It's so dark!
**Dispatch:** Sarah? Sarah!
**(A high-decibel radio screech knocks out the dispatch recording system. The line cuts to a busy signal.)**
**[END LOG]**
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**Addendum XXXX.2: MTF Exploration Log (Operation: Black Utility)**
On November 15, 2025, Mobile Task Force Psi-7 ("Home Improvement") entered the Miller residence less than 12 hours after the disappearance. Using an experimental spatial stabilizer, the team managed to wedge the basement door open, forcing the staircase to remain in its extended, anomalous state for exploration.
**Team Lead:** Strike Commander Vance
**Team Members:** Agent Marcus, Agent Cooper, Tech-Specialist Lin
[[collapsible show="[+] UNSEAL MILITARY RADIO FEED" hide="[-] SECURE FILE"]]
**[BEGIN LOG]**
**Vance:** Command, this is Vance. We are at the threshold of the basement door. Visually, the wooden stairs go down about twelve steps, and then they transition directly into poured concrete. It looks like an industrial maintenance tunnel. Moving in.
**Site-43 Command:** Copy, Psi-7. Keep your tethers tight. Monitor your internal clock. You have a maximum of nine minutes before we pull you out.
**Agent Marcus:** The smell hit me immediately. It's like wet drywall and old copper plumbing. The air is warm and incredibly humid.
**Tech-Lin:** Reading a massive spike in electromagnetic radiation. My equipment is catching a radio frequency bouncing off the concrete walls. It's an old 1950s household commercial loop. It's playing on a loop down here.
**Vance:** Descending the steps. We’ve reached the bottom. Command, the layout opens up into a massive corridor. The walls are solid gray concrete, but they are lined with completely random household items. I'm looking at a row of water heaters, rusted washers, and hundreds of wet, moldy clothes hanging from overhead pipes.
**Agent Cooper:** Commander, I've got footprints in the mud on the floor. Two distinct sets. One matches a male sneaker, the other a female boot. It’s the Miller kids. They were running.
**Vance:** Advancing down the main corridor. Marcus, keep your rifle at high-ready.
Use code with caution.(The team moves deeper into the concrete maze for three minutes. The hum of industrial fluorescent lights grows increasingly loud.)Agent Marcus: Hold up. Look at that alcove on the right.Vance: Command, we’ve found a pile of old cathode-ray tube television sets stacked like a pyramid. They are all powered on, but none of them are plugged into anything. Every single screen is displaying pure white noise static.Tech-Lin: The radio signal is shifting. It’s getting clearer. Listen.Speaker Feed (Layered, metallic text-to-speech voice): Why didn't you come down when we called? We were lonely in the dark. The house is empty without you.Agent Cooper: (Shouting) Move! The wall is closing in!(A loud cracking noise echoes. The concrete walls on either side of the hallway violently slide inward, reducing the corridor width from four meters to less than eighty centimeters. The team is forced into single file.)Vance: Command, spatial distortion is accelerating! We are pushing forward toward the footprint trail.Agent Marcus: Commander, I see her! At the end of the tunnel! It’s Sarah Miller!(MTF cameras capture a civilian figure sitting on a concrete ledge 30 meters ahead. Her back is turned to the team. She appears to be rhythmically brushing her hair with a rusted tool.)Vance: Sarah! This is the Foundation, we are here to extract you! Stand up slowly and walk toward my voice!(The civilian figure stops moving. Her neck rotates 180 degrees backward with a loud, wet cracking sound. The face is entirely smooth skin, completely lacking any eyes, nose, or mouth structure, except for a wide, hollow tear across the jaw that is vibrating rapidly.)SCP-XXXX (Using Sarah’s voice, layered over static): I can't leave, Commander. I have to stay and help Leo fix the water heater. We live here now. You should stay too.Vance: Target is hostile! Deploy the spatial anchor! Fall back! Fall back now!Agent Cooper: My tether! The winching cable just snapped! Something behind the concrete drywall just bit through the steel!Vance: Grab him! Marcus, grab Cooper's harness!(A massive energy pulse hits the corridor. The television pyramid detonates, spraying glass shards across the tunnel. The fluorescent lights explode one by one, plunging the labyrinth into absolute darkness. The audio feed registers frantic gunfire, heavy concrete panels slamming shut, and a deep, mechanical sobbing noise that echoes from every direction.)Vance: Dive for the stairs! Move, move, move!(The remaining team members scramble up the concrete incline. The camera cuts to static for three seconds as they crash back through the residential basement door into the kitchen.)[END LOG]Post-Mission Update: Strike Commander Vance, Agent Marcus, and Tech-Specialist Lin successfully escaped the anomaly. Agent Cooper was completely severed from his tether during the darkness and could not be retrieved before the 10-minute lock concluded.When the Miller residence snapped back to its normal architecture, Agent Cooper's tactical combat boots, his bulletproof vest plate, and his wedding ring were found stacked in a neat, perfect pile next to the house's furnace.The property has been bought by a Foundation front company, encased in a concrete containment shell, and classified as an active Level 4 Keter site. Research into reclaiming Agent Cooper's remains from the subterranean plane is ongoing.[[/collapsible]][[size 110%]]📁 INTERROGATION RECORDS: SITE-43 INTELLIGENCE[[/size]]Addendum XXXX.3: Interview Log TranscriptOn March 14, 2026, four months after the Miller house incident, local authorities in a neighboring state detained a transient juvenile matching the description of Leo Miller. The subject was found wandering near an abandoned municipal drainage hub, exhibiting severe vocal abnormalities. He was immediately transferred to Site-43 custody for interrogation.Interviewer: Dr. Alan ThorneInterviewed: Subject XXXX-Leo[[collapsible show="[+] ACCESS INTERVIEW TRANSCRIPT LOG" hide="[-] SECURE FILE"]][BEGIN LOG]Dr. Thorne: State your name for the record, please.Subject XXXX-Leo: (A long pause. The audio feed catches a faint, high-pitched ringing noise coming from the subject's throat.) My... my name is Leo. I used to live on Maple Street.Dr. Thorne: Leo, we have been looking for you for a very long time. Can you explain to me what happened on the night of November 14? Your sister, Sarah, called the police. She said you went down into the basement and never came back.Subject XXXX-Leo: The water heater... it was making a clicking sound. Like teeth. I went down to look at the copper valves. But when I reached the bottom step, the floor wasn't concrete anymore. It was wet carpet. Endless rooms. The walls were yellow, Dr. Thorne. Not gray like our basement. It looked like an office building that somebody abandoned twenty years ago.Dr. Thorne: You are describing a liminal space. Did you attempt to climb back up the stairs?Subject XXXX-Leo: I tried! I turned around, but the wooden steps were gone. There was just a smooth concrete wall. And then... the house started talking to me. It didn't use a voice. It used the old television speaker we threw away last summer. It told me that if I didn't find someone to take my place within ten minutes, I would become part of the utility lines.Dr. Thorne: Is that why your sister heard your voice calling out to her?Subject XXXX-Leo: (Subject begins to tremble, his voice dropping into a multi-layered, distorted tone that causes the room's microphones to clip.) I didn't want to do it! I swear I didn't! But it forces you. It mimics the people you love. It took my voice and yelled up the stairs to Sarah. It told her I hurt my leg. It wanted her to open the door. When she stepped onto the concrete, the door slammed.Dr. Thorne: What happened to Sarah once she was inside the labyrinth?Subject XXXX-Leo: We ran. We ran through the yellow rooms for hours, but the ceiling lights were so loud. They hummed like a high-voltage fence. The walls started moving, shifting, turning into concrete slabs. Sarah tripped over some old laundry pipes. I tried to pull her up, but the ten minutes were over.Dr. Thorne: Describe what happened when the timer ended, Leo. This is critical.Subject XXXX-Leo: The darkness came out of the walls. Not regular darkness... it was like black static. It didn't touch her skin. It just... unzipped her. Her clothes fell to the floor in a perfect pile. Her shoes, her earrings, everything. But she was gone. And then, the wall cracked open, and a new staircase appeared. I climbed up it, and I came out of a storm drain miles away. But I'm not whole, doc.Dr. Thorne: What do you mean by "not whole"?Subject XXXX-Leo: (Subject stands up and pulls back his jaw. Surveillance cameras capture his throat vibrating rapidly. The skin around his neck appears completely seamless and synthetic, lacking any muscle definition.) Every time I close my eyes, I can hear the TV static. It’s still broadcasting through me. It wants more names. It wants me to find another house.[END LOG]Post-Interview Analysis: Subject XXXX-Leo has been placed under permanent medical isolation inside a reinforced containment cell at Site-43. Due to the high probability that his vocal cords are acting as an active transmission antenna for SCP-XXXX, his cell has been completely insulated with acoustic dampening panels.[[/collapsible]]Addendum XXXX.4: Forensic Data Recovery[[div style="font-size: 85%; color: #301010; margin-top: -5px; margin-bottom: 10px; font-family: monospace; font-style: italic;"]]t̷h̵e̴ ̵s̸t̶a̴i̵r̶s̷ ̴d̸o̶n̷'̵t̵ ̷e̸n̵d̷ ̵t̷h̸e̵ ̵s̶t̶a̴i̵r̶s̷ ̴d̸o̶n̷'̵t̵ ̷e̸n̵d̷ ̵y̸o̷u̷ ̶c̴a̶n̷n̵o̷u̷t̷ ̵c̸l̵i̶m̸b̵ ̵o̷u̶t̸ ̶o̷f̸ ̵t̶h̶e̵ ̵d̷a̷r̶k̶[[/div]]During a secondary sweep of the Miller home's upper levels prior to demolition, tech-containment teams discovered a local tablet device abandoned on the kitchen counter. The device's notebook application contained a final entry, typed frantically in the seconds before the manifestation concluded:[[div style="font-size: 0px; color: #cc0000; letter-spacing: 2px; text-shadow: 0 0 5px #cc0000; font-weight: bold;"]]IT CALLS US BY OUR REAL NAMES BECK IT SITS UNDER THE HOUSE AND WAITS UNTIL WE ARE SAD ENOUGH TO OPEN THE DOOR[[/div]]Excerpt of note:
> +++ ⚠️ CRITICAL LOCK
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SCP DATABASE NODE: XXXX
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> THE FOLLOWING FILE CONTAINS INTEGRATED AUDIO RECORDS AND SURVEY LOGS FROM ACTIVE MANIFESTATION ZONES. INDIVIDUALS REPORTING AUDITORY SYMPTOMS OR UNEXPLAINED SENSATIONS OF HUMIDITY INSIDE RESIDENTIAL BASEMENTS ARE TO IMMEDIATELY REPORT TO SITE-43 MEDICAL WING FOR COGNITOHAZARD SCREENING.
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⚠️ **CRITICAL DIRECTIVE: DATA RESTRICTION**
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The following files contain raw audio transcripts and scene reports from active zones. If you have been experiencing sudden, unexplainable tapping sounds on your bedroom window or heavy static on your electronic devices, close this file immediately and contact your sector supervisor for processing.
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FOUNDATION SECURE DATA ARCHIVE | ITEM FILE: SCP-9213
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**Item #:** SCP-9213
**Object Class:** Keter
**Special Containment Procedures:** SCP-9213 cannot be physically locked down due to how fast it moves and its ability to pass straight through solid walls. Mobile Task Force Psi-7 ("Home Improvement") is currently deployed across the US, monitoring local police scanners, runaway kid forums, and late-night social media distress posts to track where it will hit next.
Any house confirmed to be a target must be immediately cordoned off by field agents under the cover story of a severe gas leak or structural collapse. Everyone in the immediate neighborhood—including family members, neighbors, and local cops who responded—must be given Class-A amnestics to wipe their memory completely before being relocated.
If an agent gets caught inside a bedroom with the entity and a countdown triggers, do not try to bust the door down from the outside. The walls temporarily become impossible to break, and any rescue attempt will fail until the ten minutes are entirely up.
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**Description:** SCP-9213 is a highly aggressive, wandering anomaly that targets teenagers and young adults when they are at their lowest point emotionally—like kids dealing with a sudden family move, severe loneliness, or heavy anxiety. Nobody knows what its actual physical body looks like because it seems to shift shapes, but it always approaches its targets through bedroom windows or mirror reflections late at night.
The entity forces its victims into a mandatory psychological "game" that follows three strict phases:
* **The Intrusion:** The entity manifests outside a window or behind a mirror glass. If the kid manages to freeze up, stay quiet, and talk back to it without screaming, the monster stays calm. It projects a weird, vibrating, layered voice that sounds like a person trying to sound gentle, claiming it only came inside to "comfort" them.
* **The Name Trade:** Right before the interaction ends, the entity demands the victim give it the full name of a person they know. The entity explicitly warns them that if they try to alert or warn that person, the rules are broken. If the kid gives up a real name, the entity vanishes and shows up at that new person's house the very next night.
* **The 10-Minute Timer:** If the victim loses their mind, tries to scream for help, or tries to trick the entity by blurting out a fake or made-up name, the monster enters an aggressive state. The bedroom doors and windows instantly lock tight. The digital clocks on their phones or bedside tables will glitch out and turn into a solid ten-minute countdown. At the exact second the timer hits zero, the victim vanishes from reality. The only thing left behind is their clothes, which will be found sitting in a neat, perfectly folded square right on the center of the bed.
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**Addendum 9213.1: Recovered Audio Transcript**
This file was pulled from a badly cracked smartphone found in an empty, locked bedroom in Richmond, Kentucky. The audio was recorded by a teenager (referred to as Subject Alpha) who had packed his bags and fled thirteen states away after his best friend vanished, trying to outrun the entity.
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**[BEGIN LOG]**
*(Sound of absolute silence, followed by the heavy, trembling breathing of a kid hiding under a blanket. Outside, a window frame slowly slides open with a loud wooden creak.)*
**Subject Alpha:** (Whispering frantically, voice cracking) Oh god... oh god, it's here. It didn't care about the lock. It just passed right through the wood.
*(A sharp, static buzz echoes through the room. The smartphone microphone starts clipping from a weird, vibrating frequency. When the entity speaks, it sounds like dozens of different human voices overlapping at the exact same time.)*
**SCP-9213:** Look at the glass. Don't look away from me. I can tell you've been crying. I am only here to comfort you.
**Subject Alpha:** (Crying, stuttering) I... I know. Come inside. Just stay over by the desk, please. Just don't come closer. Can you... can you just tell me what you did to Michael? You went to his house last week.
**SCP-9213:** Michael didn't want the comfort. He got scared. He locked himself in his closet and screamed for his mom. He brought the dark on himself.
*(A wet, choking sobbing noise starts coming from the dark corner of the room. The sound is deeply unsettling, like a tape recording of a man crying played in slow motion.)*
**Subject Alpha:** Stop crying! Please, just stop doing that, it's fine! Look, we're playing the game. We're friends, right? I'm doing what you want!
**SCP-9213:** (The crying stops instantly. The voice shifts into a heavy, flat, booming tone.) Trade the name. Give me the next person.
**Subject Alpha:** Just take me instead! Please. Just take me and end this whole thing.
**SCP-9213:** You can't choose yourself. That breaks the rules. Give me an acquaintance, or your ten minutes start right now.
**Subject Alpha:** (Sobbing heavily) Fine! Fine! Go to Michael's brother. Go visit Michael's older brother tomorrow night. Just leave me alone and get out!
**SCP-9213:** ...The selection is acknowledged.
**[END LOG]**
**Researcher Note:** When our team ran a background check on Michael's family records, we discovered he was an only child. He didn't have a brother. Because Subject Alpha panicked and tried to lie to the anomaly, the entity returned to his location the very next night to start the ten-minute extraction countdown.
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**Addendum 9213.2: Audio Frequency Analysis**
Site-43 tech teams isolated the background noise from Subject Alpha's phone recording. They discovered that the entity’s voice isn't a natural vocal cord function at all. It is a massive audio glitch that forces its way onto digital files.
* **The Layering Effect:** When the audio was split into individual tracks, analysts found the entity's voice is made up of over forty separate human voices playing at the exact same time. Our database matched three of those voices to missing kids who vanished from their bedrooms in Ohio a month earlier.
* **The Noise Trigger:** When the monster starts crying, the electric wiring in the walls suffers a massive voltage drop. The phone mic captured a tiny, looping digital clicking code embedded inside the sobbing sounds that repeats every few seconds.
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**Addendum 9213.3: The Kentucky Incident**
On the final night of the countdown, the entity manifested directly inside Subject Alpha's bedroom in Kentucky. The neighborhood surveillance web recorded a sudden, total blackout that knocked out the power lines for the entire block.
Instead of running or trying to break the bedroom windows during his final ten minutes, Subject Alpha just sat quietly on his mattress. When the entity stepped out of the dark toward him, the kid didn't scream. He stood up, walked right into the monster's space, and threw his arms around it. He whispered: *"You don't have to be this person."*
External cameras recorded a deafening, high-pitched screech that shattered every lightbulb in the house, and the monster popped completely out of existence.
When MTF Psi-7 cut through the bedroom door six minutes later, Subject Alpha was gone. His winter jacket, jeans, and sneakers were found sitting in a perfectly neat, folded square on the center of his pillows.
But when tech teams recovered a hidden security camera from the room, the final thirty seconds of footage showed something terrifying. Subject Alpha didn't die. As the monster vanished, the kid's skin began to turn completely smooth and featureless. His voice box dropped into that exact same layered, static radio hum. He sat down on the edge of the empty bed, buried his face in his hands, and began to weep uncontrollably.Excerpt of note:
The entity forces its victims into a mandatory psychological "game" that follows three strict phases:
- The Intrusion: The entity manifests outside a window or behind a mirror glass. If the kid manages to freeze up, stay quiet, and talk back to it without screaming, the monster stays calm. It projects a weird, vibrating, layered voice that sounds like a person trying to sound gentle, claiming it only came inside to "comfort" them.
Compare with their sandbox, which appears to have the input text: https://scp-sandbox-3.wikidot.com/beck
A kid after a long day, terrified after watching a scary movie he goes to his room, but it’s hard to sleep so he looks at his window for a bit, and he sees a figure. He gets scared and shut his window, but then the figure comes through the window with a terrifying voice to figure says hello I’m here to comfort you.
As well as their only forum posts:
- http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-9151/comments/show#post-8201040 "It’s my first time on SCP"
- http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-9213/comments/show#post-8201046 "Sorry if bad just letting everyone know that this is my first SCP"
- http://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-9213/comments/show#post-8201268 "I’m sorry I’m new to this"
Permanently banned, PM sent.