 Salutations mortals. I speak to you from outside the gates of human understanding, and tonight I bring you a tale that happens all too often in the world you inhabit. This tale is titled A Fishbowl Shattered. Smoke? No, I don't smoke. Yeah, I don't either, but it helps to have them. Puts people at ease to have a smoke. I hold on. Let's clarify what type of conversation this is. This is the type of conversation where I talk, and you listen. Because I'm sure you have over a million questions, and I'm not going to be able to answer them. I'll answer a few, though. Uh, first. Did you really see what you just saw? That will depend on a choice you're going to need to make very soon. But right now I can say that what officially happened was a simple serial murder case. What actually happened was an 11-foot-tall, mammal-like reptile you might call a chupacabra came along, injected a powerful hemorrhagic poison into your neighbors and family, and then sucked up their insides before we could catch it and lock it up. B-stop. We don't have time for tears right now. Like I told you, you're going to make a very important choice very soon, so you need to pay attention. To make an incredibly long story short, everything is real. Everything. There are monsters, aliens, cursed objects, and anything you could ever imagine trying to hurt you out in this world that is so much bigger than you thought. You still with me? Good. Let's put it like this. Your world has been a fishbowl, and now the fishbowl just shattered. Welcome to the real world. In every shadow is a new unspeakable monstrosity, a new fatal curse, a human with extraordinary and terrible powers in every crowd, and on every block of every street is a new nefarious organization trying to control them and you. Don't worry, we're the good guys. And why am I saying that? Because we let you live this far. The others wouldn't do that. You're just going to have to trust me on that. Who are we? We are the SCP Foundation. That stands for Special Containment Procedures. We do three things. We secure the anomalies that go bump in the night, like Chupacabra back there. We contain them, so situations like this don't happen. And we do it to protect you. We're a worldwide organization comprised of scientists and agents who have dedicated our lives to this cause. We're going to offer you a choice. You see, we've seen your work and we like what you do. So you've got two options. Listen carefully. You may not have looked into the void, but it's looked back at you. Now the question, do you turn back? This is a basic amnestic inhalant. Take it and we fix your little fishbowl and you can go back to living in it. Or you don't. That's the other option. Remember it all. Maybe you're sick of the fishbowl, sick of the captivity and the monotony and the small bubble that is your life. I don't know. What I do know is that I don't have time for you to think it over. Of course, you don't get to just walk away free. You'd be one of us. No leeway with that, unfortunately. It's not a bad position. Pays all right. Vacation hours are good. You're spending your time literally researching the impossible. Could be worse. Not a single day is boring, though. Yesterday I worked with a Tibetan monk who moves at 200 kilometers per hour constantly every day. And the day before that, a giant metal ball that turns people into living Picasso's. You'd have to see it to believe it. Not that anyone should have to see something like that. It's the most wonderful and most soul-crushing job in the world. Sometimes both in the same day. So, what do you think? I can see the look in your eyes. You were in before I even gave you the option, weren't you? Welcome to the SCP Foundation. Now let's see. Your name was Henry, right? Henry Dramgul? Well, I'm going to have to change the last name. Sort of a tradition around here. And thus, brings our tale to a close. If you kindly subscribe and hit the bell, like this video, and become a patron at patreon.com.au site 42. We would be most grateful.