Special Containment Procedures
SCP-XXXX is stored within Biological Storage Locker 17 at Site-51. Medical observations are managed by jeongbot.aic and any change in status will be immediately reported to the appropriate HCML Supervisor. Testing of SCP-XXXX is approved for personnel Clearance Level 2 and above.
An ongoing investigation is currently underway to identify, locate, and contain SCP-XXXX-1.
Description
SCP-XXXX.
SCP-XXXX is a hollow iron cube measuring 1.5 m3, the exterior of which is lined with hand-sewn patches of living human skin. The surface of SCP-XXXX has several openings of varying size and depth. The largest of these orifices holds a locking mechanism similar to those found in early eighteenth-century bear traps. On the left face of SCP-XXXX is a brand reading "Mother Leeds' Oddities | 1732", which was applied shortly after SCP-XXXX was forged.
Testing of each skin patch led to the discovery of 23 separate DNA samples, though no evidence has been found explaining the skins ability to remain alive despite lacking the necessary supporting biological systems. Samples taken from the internal cavity of SCP-XXXX revealed several dozen human DNA samples, as well as an unknown biological compound, which is assumed to originate from SCP-XXXX-0.
SCP-XXXX-0 is a unidentified entity theorized to exist due to the presence of biological evidence and the circumstances surrounding the discovery of SCP-XXXX.
Discovery
The Foundation was alerted to the existence of SCP-XXXX by assets within the NJ State Police several hours after its discovery by the Lacy Township Police Department. SCP-XXXX was located within the home of Mark, Karen, and Timothy Johnston1 though due to the nature of its discovery no further information could be ascertained about its origin. The following is a transcript of the phone call that led to the discovery of SCP-XXXX.
Audio Log XXXX.1
Date | Time: 2019/08/22 | 01:35 EST
Location: Johnston residence, Lacy Township, NJ
Foreword: The following phone call originated from a prepaid cellphone owned by David Callaghan.
[BEGIN LOG]
Operator: 911, what's your emergency?
Mr. Callaghan: [Whispering] Y-yes I'd like to report a, uh, a murder– murders.
Operator: Sir, what is your location?
Mr. Callaghan: It's um, I don't– It's on Chelsea Blvd, the last house on the left before Becker St.
Operator: What is your name, sir?
Mr. Callaghan: Dave.
Operator: Last name, Dave?
Mr. Callaghan: Listen I'm– [Shuffling can be heard.] Listen, I'm not supposed to be here, but I– there's just so much blood, I've never seen– What was that?
Operator: I don't understand, sir.
Mr. Callaghan: I think we let it out.
Operator: Dave, we have officers on the way– stay where you are, whatever you've done it wi–
Mr. Callaghan: I didn't– we couldn't– we were just here to snatch some shit, I couldn't do this, this was– Wait, I think it's still here…
Operator: Dave, if you can, I need you to explain what's going on.
Mr. Callaghan: [Whispering] I can hear it in the hall.
Operator: What do you hear, sir?
Mr. Callaghan: I found a knife it was by one of the… Piles.
Operator: Sir, please put the knife down, we have offi–
Mr. Callaghan: Wait– Shit, no it's in front of the door, it knows.
Operator: What is in front of the door?
[Labored breathing]
Operator: Sir?
Mr. Callaghan: Shhhh, I'm in the closet.
[The sound of a door creaking open can be heard, Mr. Callaghan quietly hyperventilates.]
Mr. Callaghan: [Barely audible whisper] What the fuck is that?
Operator: Please stay on the line, Dave. Help is almost there.
[46 seconds of quiet hyperventilating.]
Mr. Callaghan: [Lets out a deep breath] Jesus fuck, what– why did it have so many eyes, the arms, I just– I don't understand. I need to leave, I need to–
Operator: Dave, remain where you are, officers will be there momentarily.
Mr. Callaghan: We shouldn't have come here.
Operator: Remain calm, I–
Mr. Callaghan: I have to run, I have to get out while it's… [Shuffling can be heard.] I have to go.
[The sound of quickened footsteps is interrupted by an unidentified shriek.]
Mr. Callaghan: Oh fuck, no, don't– [indecipherable screaming].
[A loud tearing sound is followed by slurping, crunching, and the sound of several mouths chewing.]
Operator: Are you there Dave? Sir, can you hear me?
[The distant sound of sirens can be heard before another unidentified shriek. After 34 seconds, glass is heard shattering.]
[END LOG]
The remains of David Callaghan.
Upon arriving at the home, Lacy Township police officers discovered the flayed, partially eviscerated remains of Mark, Karen, and Timothy Johnston. The remains of David and Mitchell Callaghan were similarly found, the latter was discovered in the basement, several meters from SCP-XXXX. Due to circumstantial evidence and the extensive criminal history2 of the Callaghan brothers, it is theorized that their presence in the home was in a criminal capacity, during which Mitchell Johnston inadvertently released SCP-XXXX-0 from SCP-XXXX. An extensive search for SCP-XXXX-0 was performed but no evidence of its location was recovered.
