 Item number, SCP-430. Object Class, Euclid. Special Containment Procedures. SCP-430 is to be kept in a humanoid containment cell on site 17, placed on a wooden pallet or equivalent loose support at least 20 centimeters above ground to prevent rusting. This cell containing SCP-430 is to be fitted with an adjustable table, a sand basin, a controllable two-position hook conveyor system, and a master-slave control system, as specified in document 430 gamma construction details. One cell adjacent to SCP-430 is to house a live D-class subject, designated SCP-430C, whose suitability was ensured by enacting protocol Prometheus 11 prior to their internment. SCP-430C is to be treated in accordance with Foundation Humanoid Containment Guidelines section NP-1. Suitable SCP-430C candidates are nonviolent, introverted, and capable of carrying out simple tasks without supervision, with claustrophobia being a disqualifying factor. Other cells adjacent to SCP-430 containment are to be designated long-term low-value item storage. The set of cells adjacent to SCP-430 is designated SCP-433. While SCP-430 contains a living subject, designated SCP-432, such SCP-432 is to be treated in accordance with Foundation Humanoid Containment Guidelines section NP-5, except as following. Routine medical examinations of SCP-432 are to take place weekly rather than monthly. SCP-432 is to be fitted with a heart rate monitor. Due to restricted movement, SCP-432 is to be fed an individualized diet, as per recommendations of a qualified member of Site-17 medical staff. SCP-432 is to be administered daily doses of aspirin to prevent vein thrombosis. SCP-432 is to be encouraged to perform light exercise within the limits of SCP-430's allowance. While no Foundation staff is present in the containment cell, SCP-432 is to have control of the table position, the lighting, and the hook conveyor system by means of the slave controller, unless deemed otherwise by staff of clearance 1-430 or higher. This controller is to be disabled from the main control panel prior to staff entering SCP-430 containment. SCP-432 is to be explained the functioning of the controls, and be ordered to transport their cell above the sand basin prior to urination or defecation. The sand basin is to be cleaned daily. In the case of SCP-432 expiring, as represented by the lack of signal from SCP-432 heart rate monitor, coupled with visual confirmation, no personnel is to enter SCP-433 until visual feed confirms the presence of former SCP-430C inside SCP-430. Subsequently, the remains of previous SCP-432 are to be removed from SCP-430, and the new SCP-432 briefed. Protocol Prometheus 11. Prior to being classified SCP-430C, chosen D-Class personnel is to sign a printed copy of the following document. Note, following incident 431, personnel are to ensure SCP-430C has signed the document with their own name, Researcher Eisenberg. I hereby of my own will declare that I reject the divine mandate of our monarch, holding them to no more esteem than the lowest of peasants. For all men were born equal, and that high support, and urge my countrymen to rise against futile tyranny, and fight for freedom, brotherhood, and equality. Under Signed Description SCP-430 is a cylindrical gibbet, approximately 3 meters tall, and 0.7 meters in diameter, weighing CA-800 kilograms, composed of an unknown material. SCP-430 resists attempts to obtain bulk material samples, and attempts at indentation testing resulted in hardness values inconsistent with other properties. Vickers indentation test resulted in measured hardness values between 18-35HV-5, while subsequent attempts at sampling showed the bulk material being capable of causing significant abrasive wear of the diamond-coated cutting disc. Samples of surface corrosion are obtainable, and are chemically identical to hydrated ferrous oxide. On the lower rim, the numeral 1772, and name, Hans Dreschler, are carved. While SCP-430 is occupied by a living individual, designated SCP-432, it persists in a passive state. SCP-432 can interact with their environment outside SCP-430, subject to the imposed physical constraints. Even if feasible for their size and dexterity, SCP-432 will deny having the ability to exit SCP-430. If forced to exit, SCP-432 shows signs of mental distress, and reappears within SCP-430 within three hours of removal. SCP-432 shows no other anomalous properties or traits. Individuals within direct sight range of SCP-430 form false memories, consisting of alleged reason for SCP-432's presence within SCP-430, in the form of a transgression SCP-432 has committed. The memories are consistent among test subjects. When SCP-432 expires, SCP-430 enters active state. During active state, SCP-430 attempts to locate a suitable individual in its vicinity, with a radius of effect expanding by ca 10 meters an hour, with unknown upper limit. Testing aborted after radius of effect exceeded 300 meters. A suitable individual, defined as one who has transgressed against laws and regulations of the Royal City of W-City Council, valid during the period of 1766-1780, and who is within the effective range, will be instantaneously transported into SCP-430 through an unknown mechanism, becoming the next SCP-432. SCP-430 appears to show strong preference for individuals who have committed crimes against church or feudal authority, such as blasphemy, treason, and poaching. Recovery Log SCP-430 was recovered from western Germany, following a police raid on a compound owned by members of Dyson von Magdalena, or Sons of Magdalene. As a result of witness reports detailing Hans, a member of the Task Force, appearing inside SCP-430, after attempting to aid its previous occupant, who was wounded in the firefight, and subsequently expired. A modified report detailing his death during the operation was published, and members of the Task Force were administered Class A amnestics. Addendum 431 Sons of Magdalene A fringe Christian sect led by a Johan, members of Sons of Magdalene, venerated SCP-430 as a living manifestation of God's judgment, and considered SCP-432 holy martyrs, usually providing them with drinking water, honey, and insects, as a reflection of the fasting of St. John the Baptist. In its original location, SCP-430 hung from the roof, behind the altar of the compound's church, with a sheet of worked sheepskin with the following inscription covering its lower half. For Mary Magdalene was sinful, but she knew of her sin, and repented in the face of our Lord, and was thus blessed. And the scribes and Pharisees who brought her forth in will to stone her knew of her sin. But they were sinful, and did not know of their own sin, and thus were damned. And Lord Jesus said to them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her. And blessed were the men and women, for they learned of their sin, for they have walked the path of salvation. Addendum 432 Incident 431 On date expunged, SCP-430-C failed to appear within SCP-430, following expiry of then current SCP-432, even after one hour since event. 153 minutes after event, Researcher A. Novikov disappeared from his office, becoming the next SCP-432, with observers citing charges of sedition and less majesty. When interrogated, SCP-430-C admitted to signing the document with Researcher A. Novikov's name, claiming to have overheard it from security personnel and citing, I never signed shit with my own name, and not gonna start now, as a reason. Examination of the signed sheet confirmed this finding. SCP-430-C was terminated on disciplinary charges. Researcher A. Novikov was provided with a computer and continued his work until death. Item number SCP-432 Object Class Safe Special Containment Procedures SCP-432 is kept in a standard storage area at Sector 25, is to be kept locked at all times, and the key to the lock kept in the adjacent security station, under guard by three level three personnel. No other special containment required. Description SCP-432 is a two door steel storage cabinet, measuring two meters tall by one point two meters wide by one meter deep. The exterior of the cabinet is painted matte green, and bears no remarkable features. Except small areas of corrosion and light scratching can ensure it with being left exposed to the elements for a long period of time. The doors of the cabinet are fitted with a basic slide bolt and a hasp for a padlock, allowing the door to be secured from outside. The interior dimensions of SCP-432 display significant disparity with the exterior. The doors open into an apparently extra dimensional space, containing a large labyrinth complex comprised of an as yet uncharted series of corridors. The walls, floor and ceiling of the corridors are constructed from heavily rusted steel, and adhere to the same height and width scales as the exterior of SCP-432, two meters high by one point two meters wide. The corridors within SCP-432 are lit at irregular intervals by what appear to be regular household light bulbs, secured to the walls and wire mesh fittings. Many of the bulbs are observed to flicker, and numerous others are burned out or broken. In places, several large gauge steel pipes have been found bolted to the walls of the tunnels. These pipes are notably cold to the touch, and contain flowing water, although the source and destination of the pipes and water are unknown. Many of the pipes observed are in obvious need of repair and leak cold, average of three degrees Celsius, water. Analysis of this water has revealed a low oxygen content and trace amounts of iron oxide, but the water is otherwise potable. The exact size of the labyrinth complex to which SCP-432 connects cannot be accurately measured, as each time the doors of the cabinet are closed and then reopened. The entrance created by the cabinet apparently moves to a different section of the maze. The fate of personnel within the maze when the door is closed is unknown, although remains discovered within the maze suggest starvation is a likely outcome. Other remains, coupled with additional evidence gathered during exploration, suggests that the labyrinth contains a large predatory inhabitant of indeterminate species. Hereafter known as SCP-432-1. GPS units used within SCP-432 are rendered useless, as are cellular phones. Remote-controlled devices sent into SCP-432 are similarly impaired and cease to function after traveling an average of 20 meters into the maze, rendering remote mapping of the internal layout impossible. High-gain radio transmissions can be used to keep in contact with the personnel within the labyrinth, although significant interference occurs deeper into the maze. If the doors of the cabinet are closed, then all forms of contact with personnel within SCP-432 are severed. Additional notes. SCP-432 was discovered in an abandoned industrial complex in U.K. It came to the attention of the Foundation after Dr. T. Small heard reports of several homeless persons in the area disappearing after staying in the complex. Upon investigation, Dr. Small discovered the cabinet at the center of an abandoned steel mill, surrounded by a number of sleeping bags, bags of clothing, and other personal effects, suggesting a number of homeless persons had recently made camp there. SCP-432 was unlocked, but the door closed upon discovery. After exploring the immediate area beyond the entrance, Dr. Small exited SCP-432 and summoned Foundation personnel to transport the cabinet to Sector 25 for analysis. Currently, expeditions have been sent into SCP-432 to attempt to chart its internal geography. To date, several D-class personnel have been lost within the maze. No further expeditions may be made without express permission of at least two Level 4 personnel. Paint samples, metal fatigue, and construction techniques date SCP-432 to having been constructed in the early 1950s. However, artifacts recovered from within SCP-432 have been accurately dated to much earlier periods. Expeditions Below are the expeditions within SCP-432 to date. The standard agreed mission equipment pack, agreed by Dr. T. Small and Dr. W... is One hand torch, flashlight, with a three-hour lifespan, and additional power sources providing up to six additional hours. One headset microphone linked to control. One shoulder-mounted video unit set for wireless transmission. Two 0.5-liter bottles of water. Two high-calorie energy bars. Eight sticks of luminous marker chalk. SCP-432 Expedition 1 Date Expunged Expedition Supervisor Dr. T. S. Subject is D64502, mail, average physique. Subject's background shows history of aggravated assault and burglary. Subject is equipped with standard mission equipment pack and sent into SCP-432. Camera is activated and subject enters SCP-432. The door is held open by a three-kilogram weight placed inside the doorway, with technicians on hand to remove the weight and close the door, if required. Camera activates, showing a short corridor constructed from the same rusted corroded metal as the exterior of SCP-432. The floor is formed from ridged safety steel, as might be found on industrial walkways or gantries. The corridor makes a 90-degree turn to the right, approximately five meters ahead of the subject. Control asks the subject to move around the corner. Subject moves forward as requested, turning the corner into a longer tunnel, the exact length of which cannot be judged due to lack of lighting. A conventional electric bulb on the wall lights the immediate area, but the light fails to illuminate much beyond three meters. Further lights can be observed ahead, though they only illuminate patches of the tunnel. Control instructs the subject to turn on his torch, and the lighting is notably improved to the limit of the torch's beam, approximately 20 meters. Control asks the subject to proceed down the tunnel. After approximately 42 meters, a crossroads appears in the tunnel. D64502 asks Control which way to go, and Control tells the subject to pick a tunnel. The subject chooses to go left and, before entering the new tunnel, produces a stick of marker chalk from the equipment pack and draws a large arrow on the wall, indicating the direction of the exit. As subject moves into new tunnel, Control notes that video quality has begun to degrade, with visible interference appearing on the monitors. Control does not inform the subject of this. Subject proceeds down new tunnel for 11 meters before tunnel T-junctions left and right. Subject takes the left tunnel, again marking the direction back to the exit with chalk, and continues onwards. Subject walks approximately 5 meters down the tunnel then stops, and asks Control if they heard anything. Control replies they did not, and asks what D64502 heard. Subject is quiet, as if listening, then replies in muted tones that he can hear someone banging on the wall in the distance and shouting. Subject becomes agitated, and tells Control the person sounds f***ing scared. Control boosts audio gain on the subject's camera and pick up sounds similar to the subject's description. Repetitive, distant banging, consistent with someone striking a metal surface with their arm or hand. A voice can be detected, but audio quality is not sufficient to discern words. Subject is becoming increasingly agitated by the sounds. Control informs the subject to move in the direction of the shouts. The subject objects, but after a short discussion with Control about the nature of his employment, he moves forward. After approximately 14 meters, the tunnel turns 90 degrees right and angles downwards in a gentle slope. Video interference is now noticeably increased, and slight audio interference is now audible. Subject has begun breathing heavily, and muttering under his breath. Subject continues down the tunnel for approximately 27 meters until the floor levels out again. The subject abruptly stops, crouches, and swears. Control asks why he has stopped. The subject remains silent, but breathing has become louder and heavier. Control asks again why the subject has stopped, and D64502 replies. He heard a scream, and that the banging and shouting has suddenly stopped. Control informs the subject to stand and move forward, but the subject becomes agitated and demands to be allowed to leave. After several minutes of arguing, the subject stands, takes a long drink from one of the bottles of water, and moves forward again, although slowly. Ahead the tunnel, T-junctions left and right, and Control tells the subject to go right. Subject marks the way back to the exit with chalk, and goes right. The tunnel ends in a dead end after 6 meters. Control informs the subject to go back to the junction, and take the left tunnel. This too ends in a dead end after only 4 meters. Subject seems to have calmed slightly, and suggests returning to the previous T-junction and trying the other tunnel. Control confers with Dr. Wang, who decides to recall the subject and analyze the data collected so far. The subject has been within SCP-432 for exactly 37 minutes at this point. Control informs the subject to return. The subject moves back through the tunnels, following his chalk marks towards the exit. At crossroads, the subject freezes again, and asks Control if they heard a noise. Control confirms that they are detecting a sound, but requests D-64502 explain what he is hearing. Subject identifies the noise as wind. At this point, the camera captures a small drift of what appears to be dead leaves blown from the right hand unexplored tunnel. Subject remarks that the breeze smells stale. Control informs the subject to collect several leaves for analysis, and then proceed down the right hand tunnel to locate their source. Subject collects leaves and complains about orders to remain in SCP-432, but moves towards the tunnel mouth. As subject nears the tunnel entrance, a loud echoing roar is heard over the audio, similar to a large animal such as a bear or lion. Subject panics, screams, and runs for the exit, ignoring Control's demands to investigate the sound. Subject sprints to the exit and collapses in the storage area. Expedition is aborted, the door closed and locked, and subject removed for debriefing. SCP-432 Expedition 2 Date Expunged Expedition Supervisor Dr. T. S. Subject is D-6411, female, 32, average physique. Subject's background shows an incident of attempted murder. Subject is equipped with standard mission equipment pack, and sent into SCP-432. Camera is activated, and subject enters SCP-432. The door is held open by a 3 kg weight placed inside the doorway, with technicians on hand to remove the weight, and close the door if required. Camera activates, showing subject is in a long corridor, constructed from the same corroded metal as the exterior of SCP-432. Light from the open door behind the subject, coupled with the illumination provided by the bulbs located at irregular intervals on the walls of the structure, lights the tunnel for approximately 20 meters. More lights are visible further down the tunnel, but are very dim. Control requests subject turn on her torch and move into the structure. Subject complies. The passage continues for approximately 100 meters from the entrance until it ends in a T-junction, leading left and right. Subject asks control which way to go, and is told to go right. D-6411 marks the route back to the exit with marker chalk, and proceeds down the tunnel for 50 meters, until a crossroads is reached. Control informs subject to take the left-hand branch, and subject marks the tunnel wall and enters the indicated passageway, which is followed for 47 meters until another crossroads is reached. Control notes interference to both the video and audio feeds has begun to appear, but is currently negligible. Subject pauses to drink from one of her bottles of water, and marks her route back before selecting, without permission from Control, the right-hand branch. Control admonishes D-6411, but allows her to continue. The passageway makes a 90-degree turn left after 18 meters, then continues straight for approximately 73 meters. Ahead of the subject appears another crossroads, but as the subject nears it she freezes, and reports that she can hear a rhythmic banging coming through the walls. Control boosts audio gain on camera, and the sound is picked up. The banging lasts for 73 seconds before it stops. Subject has remained still while listening, attempting to breathe quietly. Control prompts the subject to mark the tunnel wall, and proceed left. The subject remains motionless, and makes several inquiries into the nature of SCP-432 and the source of the banging. Control firmly reiterates their commands, and subject resumes walking, taking the left tunnel as indicated. Subject has traveled for almost 150 meters when she stops, and aims the camera at the left wall of the tunnel. She observes that all of the light fittings in this stretch of the structure have been broken. Shards of broken bulb are visible scattered across the floor. Subject continues forward, remarking that she has begun to detect a faint, unpleasant odor. When asked to describe said odor, D6411 replies, Something dead. After a further 24 meters, the subject notices an object in the tunnel ahead, and moves towards it. Video quality is now beginning to severely degrade. Camera angle tilts as subject kneels to examine the object, and Control asks subject to explain what she has found. Subject explains the object is a left sports shoe. The camera zooms in on the object, while the subject illuminates it with her light source. Camera view tilts again as subject suddenly looks down at the floor of the tunnel, and emits a loud expletive. The floor of the tunnel is covered with a large quantity of dried brown residue that crackles and flakes as the subject moves her feet. Sprays of the residue are observed dried onto the walls. The subject remarks that the substance is apparently the source of the odor, and she surmises it is dried blood. The camera tracks several large smears of the substance leading away from the pool up the corridor. Subject's breathing is becoming slightly panicked. Control requests the subject collect a shoe and a sample of the substance for analysis. Subject does so, although complains continuously about the smell and expresses wishes to exit SCP-432. Her requests are denied, and Control orders the subject to continue onwards. Subject continues down the corridor at a much decreased walking speed, and is becoming agitated. Camera view changes repeatedly as subject begins looking over her shoulder at erratic intervals. Video and audio feed are beginning to become severe, and Control asks Subject to halt while they confer with Dr. R. Dr. R. decides to recall the subject, who is now becoming extremely panicked, complaining of hearing footsteps behind the wall to her right. Control boosts audio, but interference prevents confirmation of subject observations. Dr. R. confirms the expedition is over, and Control recalls the subject, who begins moving back towards the exit at increasing speed. Subject's egress from SCP-432 is unremarkable, except for Subject's increasing speed as she nears the exit. Once out of SCP-432, the door is closed and locked, and Subject sent for debrief. SCP-432 Expedition 3 File locked. SCP-432 Expedition 4 Date. Expunged. Expedition Supervisor. Dr. T.S. Team is made up of three members. D-5891, Male 27. D-8321, Female 32. And Technical Assistant K. Equipment pack for this expedition differs from norm. Each member carries One hand torch with a three-hour lifespan and additional power sources providing up to six additional hours. One headset microphone linked to control. Two 0.5-liter bottles of water. Two high-calorie energy bars. Subject D-5891 is equipped with Ten sticks of luminous marker chalk. One 250mm steel pry bar. Subject D-8321 is equipped with One shoulder-mounted video unit sent for wireless transmission. Technical Assistant K. is equipped with One standard-issue Beretta 9mm firearm with 20 rounds of ammunition. One back-mounted Oxyacetylene cutting torch. Subjects have been briefed that they are to enter SCP-432, Move a short distance into the structure and then attempt to cut through the interior walls with the Oxyacetylene torch. Camera is activated and team enters SCP-432. The door is held open by a three-kilogram weight placed inside the doorway with technicians on hand to remove the weight and close the door if required. Camera activates, showing team is in a long corridor constructed from the same corroded metal as the exterior of SCP-432. Light from the team's torches illuminates the tunnel for approximately 30 meters. The team moves into the structure with D-5891 marking their progress every few meters with luminous chalk. After several turnings, chosen by control at random, the team arrives at a crossroads. Attached to the wall of the northern passageway are two large steel pipes. The team is asked by control to examine these pipes. K places a hand on one pipe and remarks that it is very cold to the touch and that there is a sensation of liquid moving within the pipe. K requests to cut into the pipe, but control denies the request, directing the team to follow the pipes instead. Team moves north from the crossroads, following the pipes for almost 300 meters, taking several turnings in the process until the pipes continue through the wall of a dead end. Control informs the team that they should ignite the Oxyacetylene torch and cut through the dead end. At this point, K moves to the fore and lights the torch. D-5891 takes up position behind him with the pry bar ready and D-8321 moves back to cover the other two with the camera. K cuts into the wall, attempting to excise the hole large enough to step through. As he begins cutting, D-8321 remarks that she believes she heard a noise behind them. The camera angle changes as she looks over her shoulder, revealing the corridor behind the team to be empty. Control requests she turned back and filmed the cutting. K has made an approximately 1 meter high cut into the wall when D-8321 remarks again that she can hear something moving close by and begins looking around. D-5891 and K appear not to hear her over the sound of the Oxyacetylene torch. K finishes the vertical cut and then proceeds to make a short horizontal cut to allow D-5891 to insert the pry bar and pull out a section of the metal wall. As D-5891 steps forward and inserts the pry bar into the cut, a loud roar is heard, apparently coming from behind the wall. D-8321 screams and begins to back away, at which point the cut section of wall is seen to bend outwards, pushed by something from behind. At this point the video feed becomes confused as D-8321 attempts to flee and the camera is unable to compensate for her rapid movements. Audio transmission is unreliable due to the interference and screams of the team. It appears that a large indigenous lifeform came through the hole cut out by K and assaults the team. Gunfire can be heard, presumably from K's sidearm, along with screams from D-8321 and D-5891. The audio logs also record a loud bellowing which is currently unidentified, but presumed to be made by the lifeform. Video stills reveal that data expunged. Subject D-8321 manages to return to the entrance of SCP-432, injured and in a state of extreme mental distress. She exits SCP-432 and, before technical staff can stop her, pulls out the weight holding the door open and shuts SCP-432. When the door is reopened, the internal layout has changed and D-5891 and technical assistant K are assumed lost. Subject D-8321 is removed for debrief, after which she is terminated. During debrief it is discovered that a large tuft of animal hair is caught in the harness of D-8321's equipment pack. The hair is removed for analysis. SCP-432 Expedition 5 Date Expunged Expedition Supervisor Dr. T.S. Subject is D-8887, male, 19, athletic physique. Subject's background shows a history of gang violence and murder. Subject is equipped with standard mission equipment pack and sent into SCP-432. Camera is activated and subject enters SCP-432. The door is held open by a 3 kg weight placed inside the doorway with technicians on hand to remove the weight and close the door if required. Camera activates. Showing subject is in a short corridor constructed from the same corroded metal as the exterior of SCP-432, which terminates in a T-junction after approximately 10 meters. Tunnel is notable to previous expeditions in that there are no lit bulbs on the walls. As subject moves forward, he remarks that there is a large quantity of broken glass on the floor of the tunnel. Subject switches on his torch and proceeds forward to T-junction, then proceeds left as instructed by control after marking his route. Subject moves through SCP-432, taking turns as indicated by control. During this time, the subject is careful to mark his route using marker chalk and makes routine reports to control, describing any visual or audio impressions of the structure. Subject reports that he can hear occasional distant machine noises through the walls, and that the interior of SCP-432 is quite cold. After 45 minutes, subject has traveled approximately 2500 meters through the structure. Video and audio interference is minimal, and subject has carefully marked his route through SCP-432 with marker chalk. So far, all the wall-mounted light bulbs observed in this section of the structure have been broken. Subject stops to take a drink from a bottle of water and consume a ration bar. After resting for a few minutes, subject continues and, after taking a turning to the right, encounters three objects on the floor of the tunnel. Subject stops and illuminates the objects with his torch, revealing them to be two crumpled food cans. And one bent tin fork. The cans are partially corroded and seem to be quite old. The labels are of a familiar brand of canned beans. Control asks the subject to place the items in his equipment pack for analysis. Subject continues onwards, but after 40 meters stops and informs Control he can hear something. Control requests clarification, and D-8887 remarks that he can hear a faint sobbing or crying emanating from somewhere nearby. Control asks if the crying is male or female, and Subject responds that it sounds male. Audio pickup fails to register the sound clearly. Subject is currently stood at a T-junction, and Control instructs D-8887 to move in the direction of the crying. Subject takes the left-hand passageway, moves 30 meters down the connected corridor, takes a right turn, and follows the corridor another 22 meters, proceeds straight ahead at a crossroads, and continues for 37 meters. Video interference has begun to increase, and Control cautions the subject not to proceed too quickly. Subject complains that darkness within SCP-432 is hampering his efforts, then shouts. Hello! Can you hear me? I'm coming! Control admonishes D-8887 for shouting, informing him he may attract attention to himself. Subject asks, what else is in here then? But Control informs the subject to continue along his current route, and locate the source of the crying. Subject stops at the next junction and pauses to listen. Audio picks up a drawn-out moan or scream, apparently human in origin, after which the crying ceases. Subject swears and asks if they heard the scream, stating it sounded very close. Control asks Subject to proceed forward, and Subject complies although slowly, attempting to move with as much stealth as possible. After 20 meters, the passageway turns right. Subject moves around the corner cautiously. The camera reveals the passageway ends in a dead end. Subject approaches the wall and places an ear against the metal. Subject backs away from the wall hurriedly, hissing expletives. Control asks what he heard, and Subject whispers, there's something behind the wall. I can hear it crunching on something. Subject makes repeated whispered requests to exit SCP-432 immediately. Control confers with Dr. S, who agrees to recover the subject. Control confirms the subject may begin retracting his route, which he does so at an increased pace. Subject's egress from the structure is uneventful, although Subject keeps looking over his shoulder and requires repeated verbal encouragement from Control to prevent the onset of panic. Subject returns from SCP-432 after a total expedition time of 1 hour and 47 minutes, and is sent for debriefing. SCP-432 materials recovered. All documents contained in this file are Class II clearance, requiring two signed approvals to access. All of the following items have been recovered from within SCP-432 during the expedition to date. Leaves. Discovered on Expedition 1, 12 leaves in total, 3 oak, 4 ash, 2 roan, and 3 maple leaves. All leaves are dry and crumbling, and exhibit signs of extreme age. Footwear. Recovered on Expedition 2, a single left sports shoe made from rubber and canvas with the red logo on the ankle. The branding and manufacturing style dates the shoe to 1982. The shoe shows signs of heavy use, frayed laces, worn soles and scuffed toes, and is caked in a fine layer of earth and rust. Dried blood. Recovered on Expedition 2, scrapings from a large dried blood stain. Tests have confirmed the blood is human, male, type O positive. The blood is too old and degraded for DNA reconstruction. Animal hair. Recovered on Expedition 4, a large tuft of matted brown animal fur with a large clump of skin cells attached to the roots. Tears are approximately 13 centimeters long, stiff in course, and smell extremely unpleasant. DNA analysis has placed the creature in the order of family, although noticeable irregularities in the DNA profile exist, suggesting data expunged. Food tins and fork. Recovered on Expedition 5, two crushed and empty cans of baked beans with meatballs and one tin fork. The cans have apparently been opened with a church key type can opener, and the contents consumed. Dried residue confirms the contents of the cans to have been baked beans with meatballs. One can contains traces of human blood mixed with the food sauce, as well as small traces of human tissue. The blood and tissue is mixed with the food sauce in a manner to suggest it was added to the food prior to consumption. The fork is stamped from tin, and of a manufacturing style consistent with 1940s Army issue mess kits. It is bent and scratched in places as commensurate with extended use. The tines of the fork are covered with dried food sauce, consistent with baked beans with meatballs, as well as traces of human blood and tissue. Item number SCP-436. Object Class. Euclid. Special Containment Procedures. SCP-436 must be closed at all times, except for testing purposes. It is stored in a large unlocked room to avoid misplacing the item. Personnel below level 3 are not allowed to enter the room. Once per week, SCP-436 will be moved to a nearby identical chamber to allow the floor to be reconstructed. Description. SCP-436 is a small locket, apparently made from gold. When opened, an inlaid photograph can be seen. It is unknown if the photograph is the source of SCP-436's effect, because this cannot be tested. All measurements within a certain distance of SCP-436 will be affected by significant error. There is no observed pattern to the amount of error. It seems to constantly change, though this cannot be verified because it requires a time measurement. This issue is common to many aspects of SCP-436. The range cannot be reliably determined. The intensity of the error effect cannot be verified, and its location is often vague. It is known, however, that the error effect extends towards its own nature. To clarify, a measurement is required to learn anything about the error effect, and this measurement will have an error. The actual dimensions of an object will be permanently affected, even after removal from SCP-436's range. Lids on containers cease to fit properly. Level objects tilt, and measurement devices in particular will warp. Individuals affected by SCP-436 will have their height and weight altered, and in some cases, their personality. Ability to learn, perform calculations, and make judgments will be impaired. Medical conditions, such as data expunged, and in particular cancer, have occurred. Long-term exposure to SCP-436 allows the alterations to accrue, eventually resulting in an often indescribable item. Dr. Wu possesses three samples, currently under study. When SCP-436 is closed, the error effect apparently decreases in intensity. Although, as previously mentioned, this cannot be confirmed. Attempting to average many measurements affected by SCP-436 will not result in a more accurate measurement. Note that these are not isolated instances of the effect. The measurements simply average to a significant deviation. With multiple averages from multiple sets of trials, the result still does not gain any accuracy. It is unknown how SCP-436 produces this multi-layer effect without... Addendum When handling SCP-436, leave it in a flat open place. We usually have trouble finding it again when personnel leave it in a container, and when we do, it's not easy to open. Dr. Wu Item Number SCP-449 Object Class Special Containment Procedures All instances of SCP-449 are to be stored in a standard containment vault outside of testing. To minimize additional production, between 3 and 5 kilograms of SCP-449-A will be available for testing in a low-risk chemical storage container. Excess SCP-449-A generated in testing of SCP-449 must be incinerated. A network of D-class spaced no closer than 1,500 kilometers apart are to consume one grain of SCP-449-A per day to monitor for use of SCP-449. Should use by parties other than the foundation be detected, agents are to follow the dragnet procedure outlined in document 449-5 to locate and confiscate the SCP-449 instance. Description Each instance of SCP-449 is a twisting aluminum cone, loosely resembling a cornucopia. Each is 40 centimeters long with a mouth approximately 15 centimeters in diameter, weighing slightly more than a kilogram. On the side of each is stamped the word joy. For unknown reasons, all instances tarnish very easily. When squeezed by a human, SCP-449 instances produce SCP-449-A. The user may control the rate of production by thought, ranging from single grains to about 6 liters per second. SCP-449-A is a clear crystalline substance resembling sand and texture. It may be shaped, crushed, or dissolved in water or alcohol, though not in bodily fluids other than blood. It may be odorless and tasteless. Eating large quantities of SCP-449-A may cause erosion of tooth enamel, damage to the elementary lining, and diarrhea or vomiting, consistent with the consumption of other abrasive substances. If consumed in any quantity, it causes the consumer to enter a stage of extreme pleasure and euphoria for up to a day, as long as it remains within the digestive tract. This effect is not modulated by dosage, and takes effect immediately. SCP-449-A is neither digested nor externally damaged by its passage through the elementary canal, though when excreted or removed through other means, it no longer exhibits anomalous properties. The euphoric effects of SCP-449-A cease immediately if any person within approximately 1,300 kilometers has more SCP-449-A by mass within their digestive tract. To date, all individuals' SCP-449 instances have been recovered from had gone to extreme lengths to retain the effects of SCP-449-A, including killing at least four other users of SCP-449. Permanently residing in a boat far away from any population centers, undergoing radical gastric surgery to add an additional estimated three cubic meters to their digestive tract. In almost all cases, the SCP-449 users had abandoned activities other than producing and consuming SCP-449-A. To date, 83 instances have been recovered out of an estimated 100. Addendum 449-2. Several SCP-449 instances were accompanied by the following note. Joy from the factory. Any will let you have joy. Interfers within 761 miles. Very unfortunate, regrettable, apologies, etc. Happy way for you to be one to feel joy. Joy, joy, joy, better than joy. As much joy as you like. How much joy to have joy, how much to have sorrow without joy. You cooperate, you defect, you organize, you destroy. You use. Factory only provides. Item number SCP-455. Object Class. Euclid. Special Containment Procedures. Object SCP-455 cannot be moved nor contained in any structure. Containment must be made on site. No exploration or testing is to be made on or in SCP-455. No personnel are to remain in close proximity for more than five minutes. All physical contact with SCP-455 is forbidden. Any personnel breaking this order are to be quarantined. Any hallucinations experienced near SCP-455 are to be recorded and logged. Any personnel experiencing hallucinations are to be transferred. Any personnel attempting to enter SCP-455 are to be restrained by any means deemed necessary. Description. SCP-455 is a large cargo ship currently run aground on the southern coast of Chile. Most of its structure is under water and badly damaged, with rust coating 85-90% of all surfaces. Internal structure appears to be significantly larger than external dimensions and is not flooded despite large holes visible on outer hull. Internal structure appears to be a random assembly of rooms, halls, and structures. Initial salvage teams reported rooms made of human teeth, an engine with tendon strips for timing belts, a hall extending for 182.88 meters or 600 feet, beyond where the outer hull should terminate, an open gym room with steel walls as pliant as taffy, and numerous audio and visual hallucinations. Team was lost after reporting entry to Central Navigation. Rescue team lost after reporting the investigation of screaming in a cargo section. Dr. Wang has suggested the use of robots to map the interior of SCP-455 after the failure of several manned exploration teams. Experiment log 455 details the attempts to explore SCP-455 and information established despite their failures overall. Explorative logs of SCP-455. First encounter. Initial reports of disappearance of a salvage operation regarding SCP-455 led to its classification in our databases. A research team of five members was dispatched to confirm status of civilian researchers. This team consisted of two field analysts and three security personnel. Due to the low threat level initially given to a beached cargo vessel, no direct contact was kept with this team. Team orders required one contact to their control HQ every 24 hours. After three days of uneventful activity, team failed to report in, and after two days of lost contact, a secondary team was dispatched to investigate laps and communications. This team consisted of ten standard field agents with standard gear for confrontation with humanoid aggressors. A search of the vicinity of SCP-455 discovered encampment of the first research team in a condition that suggested an anticipated return. A rice cooker left running for several days contained heavily burnt food. Research laptops were left on and running, powered by the camp's portable generator. An analysis of the reports on the laptop indicated minimal activity of note from the site or from SCP-455, up until the date of ceased communications. The last entry mentions recording of human voices coming from deep within SCP-455 and a departure of the team to investigate for possible missed survivors from the salvage operation. After reporting in the state of Team One's camp, Team Two was ordered to maintain constant radio contact through the remote system already on camp. What follows is an abbreviated transcript of the audio recorded during Team Two's investigation of SCP-455 in search of Team One. HQ, this is T2L. Please respond. T2L, this is HQ. We have you loud and clear over. Understood HQ, we are above deck on the vessel now. Sun is still up. We can see into the hold but not very far. Flashlights also aren't helping matters much. Direct descent into the hull and are going to use the stairs to the crew decks and access it from there so we're not separated. Is this acceptable HQ? Over. Roger T2L, you have complete discretion from here forward. Over. We've been out of contact with Team One for a couple days now already. A few more minutes won't hurt them. Proceed swiftly but cautiously. Inconsequential audio deleted. HQ, this is T2L. We've gotten anomaly here. Over. T2L, this is HQ. What's the situation? We're on deck three so far of the vessel, sir. But it has taken us, like, half an hour to get down this far. Something not quite right about the distance between floors for us to spend ten minutes getting between each. Understood T2L. We suggest you send one member back up to the surface and then have him return. Please update us to the elapsed time. Over. Inconsequential audio deleted. T2L here HQ. We sent up a man as advised and he returned in four minutes. Sent him back twice in a sprint. Two minutes. We all recorded 30 to get down this far at least and we all recorded our scouts return times as well. There is definitely something inconsistent. Proceed as planned, T2L. Time lapses have been recorded but we see no need to abort mission over this. Please use precautions when these lapses occur and immediately try to raise us should you suspect one so we can confirm time since last contact. In addition, if radio silence is encountered, use utmost discretion. T2L respond. T2L. Inconsequential audio deleted. HQ, this is T2L. Please repeat. T2L, where the flying fistfuck have you been? Um, we were just talking, sir. How long ago? Sir, 30 seconds? Maybe 50? Guys? Yeah, less than a minute. T2L, please be advised. We've been out of contact with you for 16 hours. Give or take. Over. Sir, that can't be right. You were just... Listen, I don't know what the shit is going on out there, but this is what I want you to do. Get to the bottom of those fucking stairs, search the hold, report back as soon as you get there, and then get the fuck out. Do I make myself clear? Sir, yes sir. Out. Inconsequential audio deleted. Sir, we're apparently at the bottom of the ship now. Five floors down by our count. Standard for a cargo vessel this size. We're approaching the hold now, and T2L, this is HQ. And? Something is odd about the door, sir. Details, T2L. Define odd. Well, it's pristine, sir. The rest of the ship is something of a shithole, but this door looks like it just came out of the metal press. Noted, T2L. Proceed through using maximum caution. Weapons ready. Sir, yes sir. Proceeding to open the door. Background lock system can be heard disengaging. We're looking into the hold now, sir. And moving forward. Remaining silent for now, T2L. Focus on searching the hold and getting topside. Background sound of doors slamming closed and lock system rotating back into place. The fuck? Did you close that? No, sir. It did it on its own. What the hell? We appear to be locked in now, HQ. But we can see daylight above us. So we can probably repel out if the door won't. What is that? HQ, there appear to be people down here with us. Estimated 15 or so people in the corner huddled together. They look injured. We're approaching. Hey, that's Don. Don. Man. Wake up. Wake. Oh. Oh, fuck. HQ, come in. HQ, come in. Come in. Well, this is HQ. What is it? We found the salvage team and the first team. They're here and... I don't know if they're alive or not, but they're... T2L. They're what, T2L? Come in. Wait, where did Ramses go? He was right. Daniel. Vincent. What the fuck? HQ, come in. We just lost three... No, four. Four members. T2L makes sense. What do you mean lost? I hear no weapons fire. They're just gone, sir. They were standing behind us at flank and they're just gone. Spencer? What's... Someone shine a light on Spencer. Where'd he go? Son of a bitch. T2L, what's going on in there? HQ, we've lost four men apparently. They were just at the rear of us and now they're gone. Unknown sounds similar to sliding metal. T2L. T2L, respond. Respond. Where the hell did he go now? HQ, come in, HQ. T2L, we're here. Please respond. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. They responded. Guys, HQ responded. HQ, this is Baker and I'm here with Jensen and Thomas from Team Two sent to... We know who you're with, Baker. We were just talking to T2L about ten seconds ago. Where is... HQ, we haven't heard from you in two weeks. We're out of rations, though we found some food in one of the crew rooms. T2L has been dead since we were in the hold. He went to investigate the people in the hold. And as soon as he approached them, that hatch in the back, it flew open, made a huge noise. We all turned to look at it, then back to T2L and he was gone. Him and those people in the corner, just gone, like the others. We searched the ship, up and down, up and down, but never found it. Did you return to the surface for supplies, Baker? That ship should only be five floors at most. We never thought to do that. This ship is at least 30 floors, HQ. At least. But we found a crew quarters with food and we've been... Baker. Our first team reported that ship had been ashore for at least 30 years. Maybe more. What exact food did you find there that was edible? Baker, 30 years. Baker, listen closely. I want you and whoever is left to get topside immediately. We are dispatching a rescue team to... Baker! Baker! Come in! What the f*** is going on over there? A third team of heavily armed recon units was dispatched to the SCP-455 site and investigated the cargo hold from above deck, using high powered flashlights and flares. No trace of any life was in the hold, nor was there any trace there had ever been life there. Reports indicate a layer of dust and rust approximated to be an inch thick, as determined by the cloud and dispersal caused by dropping up flares into the hold. Team 3 was recalled and a high priority research team deployed to SCP-455 for deeper investigation, as to the fate of all three missing groups. Team 3. After the failure of the first two teams dispatched to SCP-455, a third team was put together and sent. This team was composed of more veteran members, with far more experience exploring and investigating sites of interest or risk. This team was composed of five persons, and included an additional technician, who would remain outside SCP-455 at all times, to maintain communications linked to the team. Unknown to Team 3, a fourth team coded as ripcord composed of five members as well, was put on standby on site, approximately 10 miles away. Their purpose was emergency evac of Team 3 should it become necessary, and they were to proceed to SCP-455 site immediately after Team 3 entered it, to reduce response time. Team 3's issued gear included two separate video recording units, one issued to the leader, T3-L, and one to a video specialist, T3-V. This was deemed necessary due to the lapses and time experienced during Team 2's investigation. One member of Team 3 was instructed to enter SCP-455 through the cargo loading area directly, and would be tethered to land by a pulley system. HQ. T3-L, this is HQ. We are online and receiving feeds, over. T3-L. Roger HQ, this is T3-L. We are preparing to enter the ship via the stairs. Evans is in position at the cargo hold. HQ. Understood. Proceed through both entrances and move directly to the cargo hold to rendezvous with Evans. T3-V is recording his descent, and all floodlights are active within the hold, as well as the ones on the deck. Team 3's primary force proceeded down the stairs into SCP-455, while its secondary unit descended into the cargo hold where Team 2 disappeared. Within three minutes of descending into SCP-455, the primary force's video feed ended. The secondary force experienced no issues at all, and waited in the cargo hold under the observation of T3-V, who recorded what consisted of five minutes of Evans walking in circles, dancing a brief jig, and waving up at the camera. HQ. Considered sending T3-V to investigate the stairs, but it was decided that full attention should be paid to Evans, who was within SCP-455 and experiencing no anomalous activity. During mounting concern on whether to abort or proceed with the mission, T3-L's video feed returned. HQ. T3-L respond immediately over. We lost feed to you. What happened? T3-L. HQ. HQ, come in. For God. You're there. Oh, God. This is T3-L. We've lost two men. Somehow the rest of us are still alive. This place, it's... it's... HQ. T3-L, how much time has passed for your unit? T3-L. T-Time? Ten hours, sir. We came down here ten hours ago and... HQ. Now slow down, T3-L. Are you in a safe location at this current moment? T3-L. Yes, we... we're fine in this room. Seems to be food storage. HQ. Touch nothing in that room, T3-L, and listen closely to me. The mission has been in progress for five minutes. Evans is in the hold. Apparently doing the hammer now. Now listen. I want you to detail to me exactly what has happened, and do not leave that room. Do not eat anything in that room. Take a breath, secure the entryway, and talk to me. T3-L explained that they had proceeded down twenty floors within the ship when divers have established that it can't possibly have more than six from the exterior. During this time, T3-V was instructed to raise Evans back out of the cargo area and secure him topside. T3-L. Okay. Okay. Relax. Relax. Okay. HQ. Okay. We proceeded down the stairs as normal. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary until we noticed we had gone down far more flights than it should have taken to get to the bottom to enter the cargo area. We sent Eric up to retrace our steps, and he was only able to go up two floors. We had descended at my count at least fifteen. There was no hatch back to the surface. The stairs just went up to the ceiling and ended. We could hear his every word from his location. Eric then said the hatch to that floor was open, and he saw someone in it leaning against a wall. They were well with an earshot of us as well, but hadn't reacted to any of our conversation. HQ, keep going T3-L. T3-L. So, Eric, he goes through the hatch to try and figure out who this person is. They hadn't moved, hadn't shown any hostility, and according to him they weren't even looking our direction, like we didn't exist to them. Suddenly we heard gunfire, so the entire team rushed up two flights, and just like he said, the stairs just stopped at the ceiling and the floor hatch was open. Nobody was in that hallway, not a soul. No Eric, no second person, no bullet shells, nothing but the walls. HQ, the walls. T3-L. The walls were wrong, hazy, like you're reviewing them through a gas leak. They were flowing and fluid, just wrong. Wrong. I closed the hatch. I, I don't know why I didn't go in and look for Eric, but I just, I felt like I couldn't. I wrote him off his lost immediately. I wasn't going in there, or sending any of my men in there after him. HQ, understood T3-L. Keep going. T3-L. So, the rest of the squad, we go back down the stairs, can't go up, not going in that hallway. All the rest of the floors were closed off. We went down maybe ten more flights, then the stairs started changing. They were solid metal, like aluminum, but now there were holes in the steps and the metal looked rusted in some places, old, like the rest of the ship. Up until now everything had seemed rather clean. It didn't dawn on me immediately that the clean parts were actually stranger than the old parts. T3-L. We found a food storage area down here. Everything seems in good shape, but we didn't touch any of it yet. I read the team two logs. I sent a man out into the hall to see what we could do on this floor. There seems to be a series of ladders and a group at the far end, but the entirety of this floor is food storage. It actually doesn't make any sense why there are so many of these rooms. I'm talking over twenty on this one floor, and they're all big enough for ten people to stand inside and have room to move. Some of them are locked, probably for the best. HQ and the ladders. T3-L. We haven't gone down them yet. Wanted to see if we could get someone from the outside first. HQ. Down. They go down. What the flaming sh** is going? Okay, sweet dapper Jesus of the Gentleman's Club. Look, I don't want to put any of you at risk, but we need to find you a way out of there. If you can't go back up and you can only go down, only send one man. T3-V and Evans are topside and perfectly fine. We're sending a diving crew around the ship exterior to see if we can pinpoint your location inside it using thermal. T3-L. Understood, sir. Contact with T3-L was lost after this transmission and remained disconnected for twelve hours. Divers around SCP-455 could not effectively scan the ship wreckage through thermal as the ship exhibited temperatures far higher than the water surrounding it. At sunrise, T3-V and Evans were ordered to return to SCP-455 and reinvestigate the ship through the cargo hold. Upon activation of the cargo lights, all missing members of Team 3 were found within the cargo hold in an apparently catatonic state. Only the member Eric who went missing per the Team 3 recordings was unaccounted for. All remaining members remained in a state of stasis until removed from the ship and left undisturbed for approximately an hour. All recall moving down the mentioned ladders in the last transmission but nothing after that point that would lead them to being in the cargo hold. Team 3 exploration ended and robotic exploration is now a viable option. Exploration log record 455-3. Record of last major exploration attempt by MTF-Zeta-9. Exploration team personnel consists of three MTF-Zeta-9 members. Mr. A, Mr. R, and Ms. S. Two agents, Mr. G and Sir K, and one Class D subject, D-11. Team is equipped with basic foundation equipment package for semi-aquatic hostile environment exploration. In addition to the MTF-Zeta-9 heavy recon Nautilus class suits issued to Zeta-9 team members. Two mobile recon vehicles, commonly called MARVs, are also issued. Mission time begins at 0800 hours on... MARV 1 malfunctions during initial transfer of team from observation platform to SCP-455 and is recalled. MARV 2 continues normal operation and remains in the water as the team climbs to the deck of SCP-455. G, holy hell, how is this heap even staying afloat? A, it's not floating, it's grounded out. This is just the part that sticks up. G, is it even safe to walk on? What if it gives way? S, oh relax big boy. You've been on deck for over 30 seconds, you already beat the last team's time. Radio silence for 10 seconds. Team proceeds to the cabin area near the center section of SCP-455, with MARV 2 following at sea level. D-11, oh no, hell no, not a chance. I'll shoot my happy ass, but I am not going down there. K, it's not a request. Walk or be strapped to the MARV and floated. Your choice. D-11, what a bullshit way to make parole. A, okay kiddos, masks on. Rats, canned air from here on out. R, is your seal still good? Let me check. G, get those tanks on D-11. Team proceeds down the main stairwell of the cabin area. Area below is mostly flooded. MARV 2 joins team via a large puncture below the waterline. A, nothing weird yet. We have a small chamber with halls off to the left and right. MARV 2 appears to be working fine. Hi guys. S, I say left. Left keeps us in the ship proper. Right seems to be snaking off outside physical dimensions. K, we go right. We are under advisement to explore the extra-dimensional segments for possible details. S, no, we go left. Right will take us down the rabbit hole of screwed much, much too fast. K, this is not a discussion. S, listen asshole, I... D-11, the fuck is... A, S let it go, it's not... K, I will. D-11, touching my foo... R, guys. Sudden burst of radio static along with several inarticulate voices and the sound of grinding metal continues for eight seconds. A, Jesus. S, did we just rock? G, A, is there any record of movement in 455? A, not one. Guys, can you still see us? Any movement from 455? Base team reports zero movement of any kind from or around SCP-455. K, where is the class D? Several seconds of radio silence. S, I had eyes on him the whole time. He was against this wall. What? A, what is... Oh, are you kidding? R, get your pick and get that out of the wall. R, metal can't do that. It's like it rusted the tooth out right along with it. S, it's like it's been there for ages. Three seconds of radio silence. K, D-11 is now missing. Presumed dead or unable to be retrieved. Proceeding down right hallway. Let's move. Team proceeds down hallway followed by Marv 2. Video data shows hallway slightly tilted to the right, with 80% flooding. Team is equipped with wet suits and air tanks. All equipment appears to be working normally. A, s***, we have contact. K, let me... oh. Reporting, water appears to end abruptly at the end of the hall. It appears some sort of force is keeping the water out of the next chamber. The division is very precise and can be crossed without incident. It's like an invisible force. S, Christ. The room's so damn blue. It's really bright. It almost looks fresh. R, dead end too. Looks like we go left after all, but... G, the hallway's gone. A, the f*** to s***. S***. Visual contact with team is suddenly lost for two seconds. Once contact is resumed, Marv 2 shows a flooded cargo section of SCP-455. No trace of team is seen anywhere. Marv 2 is unresponsive to controls for 22 seconds. Marv 2 suddenly accelerates at a much higher velocity than it is capable of. Impacting with a rusted wall. Video continues for four seconds after impact. The ladder observed during the last two seconds of video matches no known species and appears exceptionally hostile. Base team is unable to send transmissions to exploration team. K, the, uh, entry hall is now gone. It appears the door now opens onto a shaft with several ladders going down. The top of the shaft is in line with the top of the hatch door. There appears to be water leakage from several seams in the roof with... G, I can't see the bottom. I mean, at all. That thing goes down a mile. K, with some flaking rust falling as well. The Marv appears to have vanished as well. A, okay. We go down and look for the nearest exit point or way up. If we don't find anything in half an hour, I want R and S to start excavation charges on a wall until something opens up. R, Roger, the hell out of that. I'll start now if you like. A, everyone down the hole, watch your feet. If anything feels weak, skip to the next rung. I want safety lines on every... Several seconds of metallic screeching along with two base throbs. Contact is lost for four seconds. A, down, down, down, down! G, God, it's closing up, it's... S, is my shepherd a- A, blow the floor for f*** sake! R, get up! 18 seconds of radio silence. K, it's in his bloody eye, it's in... A, help him up, just get him over there. S, Mary, full of grace, the four heavy-based throbs. Followed by screeching. Sound appears to be comprised of many individuals, with many non-human animal and mechanical sounds being isolated. A, in weeks. I can't find them anymore, the way is too curved. I can't drag radio silence for eight seconds. K, the other day, upon the stair, I met a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today, oh how I wish he'd go away. G, laughter for several seconds. Oh God, make it stop, cry. Radio contact lost for 20 minutes. Mission called as failure at 0813 hours. Sporadic contact made over the next two weeks. Recorded as follows. A, my foot is evaporating. R, help help help. R, humming tunelessly. S, we there, it's just an illusion of a fish, it... Oh, oh Jesus please. G, laughter. K, 20 seconds of a single sustained scream. K, yes, I ju- A, home. I want my home, I don't want to feel the rust in me anymore. S, soft crying, barely audible. G, on it, I shot it, I shot... A, we up maybe, we haven't tried up in a few days. S, I'll eat it, but not be c- D11, it's cold. No radio contact with team reported beyond this point. Radio monitoring is ongoing. Single report, one month after mission end. Of Ms. S observed waving from the deck. Report filed by single watch guard. And not verified by any other sources. Item number, SCP-463. Object class, safe. Special containment procedures. SCP-463 is to be maintained in the small glass display case within its containment cell at Site- If SCP-463 must be transported from its current location, it should be transported in its display case or some other container. At no time should any foundation researchers come into direct physical contact with SCP-463. Following the incident of date expunged, personnel are strongly discouraged from bringing food of any sort into SCP-463's cell. Description. SCP-463 is a small silver spoon, approximately 17.5 centimeters in length, with a mass of approximately 153 grams. Unless handled by a human, SCP-463 displays no abnormal behavior. Neutron imaging, MRI, and the imaging system have revealed no detail to the inner structure. All analysis of SCP-463 is consequently limited to its directly observable effects. Any individuals who pick up SCP-463 have their spines bent backwards at a 90-degree angle, just below the T6-thoracic vertebra. This bending typically proves fatal, although some tests subjects have survived with full lower body paralysis. Its effects on humans is displayed regardless of whether or not the subject is wearing gloves. The only apparent requirement for SCP-463 to be able to bend its holder is that the subject have a firm grip. Subjects who held SCP-463 very weakly, i.e. with just the tips of the fingers, have been unaffected. Testing has demonstrated that SCP-463 displays no unusual effects when in contact with autonomous machines, remotely controlled machines, animals, or corpses. Addendum, it is the opinion of Dr. Roy that SCP-463 does not actually physically bend the user, but has somehow been embedded with a psychic trigger, which causes the user's back muscles to violently contract. This would explain the absence of SCP-463's effect when handled by non-humans. Memo, C-Testing Logs, Dr. Roy, C-Testing Log, SCP-463-1. 301-25 Subject D-4221 is placed in proximity to SCP-463's unlocked container. Subject D-4221's back muscles were surgically removed from his body during surgery for spinal stenosis. 301-53 Subject D-4221 is instructed to pick up SCP-463. 301-58 Subject experiences bending of the upper spine. 30206 Subject goes into neurogenic shock. 30248 Subject declared clinically dead. Body removed from testing site. Testing Log, SCP-463-2 415-39 Subject D-4279's wheelchair is placed in proximity to SCP-463's unlocked container. Subject D-4279 has already had a complete fracture of the C-5 vertebra and has no neuromuscular connection to any muscles below the neck. 415-51 Researcher, using tongs, places SCP-463 in D-4279's hand. 415-53 Subject experiences non-fatal bending of the upper spine. Minor injuries are sustained as a result of falling from wheelchair. 415-58 Subject removed from testing site. Testing Log, SCP-463-3 445-43 Subject D-5119 is placed in proximity to SCP-463's unlocked container. Subject D-5119 has been paralyzed below the waist by prior interaction with SCP-463. 445-48 Subject becomes highly agitated and attempts to remove herself from the testing chamber. 445-59 An armed guard is called into the testing chamber to ensure compliance of D-5119. 446-39 Subject D-5119 is instructed to pick up SCP-463. Subject does not comply. 446-45 Subject D-5119 is instructed to pick up SCP-463. Subject does not comply. 446-56 Subject D-5119 is instructed by the armed guard to pick up SCP-463. 447-10 Subject experiences non-fatal bending of the spine, about the T-6 thoracic vertebra. No further injuries are sustained. 447-20 Subject removed from testing site. Memo It would seem that SCP-463 does indeed exert a direct force on the user's spine. Sadly, we have absolutely no clues as to the nature of the force. We don't even know what the net torque is. I think the next course of action should be to test SCP-463 on personnel from whom the spinal column itself has been removed. Further testing is clearly in order. Dr. R-