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Item #: SCP-5651 Object Class: Sköll 1 Special Containment Procedures: Undercover personnel within various national and international space programs are to plant the file Binary_Star.aic in both the hardware of the control centers and components of all launched projects.
David attempted to stand up, but he was strapped down to a table. He was hooked up to several machines, most of their monitors looked normal, but the one attached to his head was violently spiking. David heard something, the Claxton. An intercom squealed to life, “Subject-098 is awake, anesthesia team requested immediately.”
"I'm on my way." Dr. Jeffrey Jacobs put the phone down. He kicked the door open before moving into the hall with his pistol leveled.
Its massive head had grown; the large, bone-like protrusion underneath it had grown and become a segmented structure made entirely of the white bark of a strange, deformed tree. If seen from underneath, as Jacob wanted to see it and had not been allowed to by Opal, the sight would have probably killed the observer.
New information regarding the procedures of SCP-5347-2 should be reported to the SCP-5347 Research Head. Description: SCP-5347-1 is a partially-submerged island off the coast of Hy-Brasil . Due to the transitive nature of Hy-Brasil itself, SCP-5347-1 has appeared at multiple locations, usually appearing approximately 3 nautical miles off the ...
The SCP Foundation's 'top-secret' archives, declassified for your enjoyment.
Operation ÓverMeta. As many of you are aware, Pataphysics command has been working on an update on Dr. Swann's Narrative Sandwich model to keep us up to date with Metanarrativics' recent research. The document has now been released, and can be found here. The gist of this update is the incorporation of Doctor Huever's Hypercanon theory, which ...
It's not my fault. I was made this way. I'm just made out of light. Maybe it's that I can't do the things the other misters do. I can't make you laugh, or do cool stuff with the phases of the moon. You can't take me apart and put me back together. And you sure can't take off my head to play with it or whatever you do with a severed head.
I'm going to get my bike and head to the fire department. They’ll go over here and-” [Bates ceases speaking.] Parker [faintly, sobbing]: “I’m so sorry, John. I’m so… fucking sorry.” [Seven seconds pass.] [A loud thud is heard.] [The door opens, then closes after several seconds. It opens again thirty minutes later.] [Parker walks ...
For the first time, and perhaps the last, bullets sank into the thing's body and bones. The first volley shattered the collar bone and threw the monster onto its back. It tried to get up but the fire continued. They fired methodically up and down its body. Starting with its legs and ending with its shattered dissolving head.