SCP-XXXX-J in containment. Look at that nice grass.
Item #: SCP-XXXX-J
Object Class: Too Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX-J is currently contained within a chain-link fence surrounding the area from which it spreads. No further containment is necessary. Maybe in, like, 40 years if one gets around the fence, but we can definitely just put another one around it.
Description: SCP-XXXX-J is the collective designation for the square kilometer of land near Heartland Mall and the trees growing from it. All trees that have grown from SCP-XXXX-J are hostile. They are also incredibly slow and often do not catch prey, unless they deliberately stay still long enough to be killed, in which case it's their fault. They had every chance to run.
The means by which SCP-XXXX-J attacks are currently unknown, as they have never been observed, by personal account or by remote surveillance, having trapped any victims.1 Wild fauna do not perceive SCP-XXXX-J as an immediate threat, and the Foundation is inclined to agree.
SCP-XXXX-J was discovered on August 9th, 2010, when the bones of the McColley family dog were found within a hollowed tree in the area. The dog had been declared missing for two years before it's remains were discovered. This evidence suggests that:
- SCP-XXXX-J is, despite all appearances, a hostile entity.
- The McColley's should be a bit more careful with future pets.
To date, the McColley family dog is the only known victim to SCP-XXXX-J, and is therefore a fool.
SCP-XXXX-J reaching for a rabbit. Note how there is no rabbit in this photograph. This is because both SCP-XXXX-J and Amateur Photographer/Junior Researcher Adam Gold were too slow to capture it.
Addendum XXXX-J.1: The following log is a transcription of the initial testing event upon discovery of SCP-XXXX-J.
Involved Personnel:
- Senior Researcher Burg, XXXX-J Project Lead
- Junior Researcher Gold, Assisting Personnel
- D-0202, gullible and a pushover
<Begin Log>
Gold: It's recording, Dr. Burg.
Burg: Great. Alright, D-0202, you've been equipped with the most basic necessities to survive with in the SCP-XXXX-J thicket. Do you have any questions about what we've asked you to do?
D-0202: What's the shovel for?
Burg: In case you need to dig a hole. Or uproot a tree. Or clear a branch. Lots of things, really.
D-0202: Do I really need all of this stuff? It's kind of a lot, man.
Burg: [sighs] Yes, you really do need all of this stuff, man.
D-0202: Alright, you're the boss. I'll just get going then.
D-0202 walks in to the SCP-XXXX-J thicket. His backpack jingles, clinks, rustles, clangs, bangs, rattles, jostles, and wiggles as he walks.
Gold: You think he'll be alright?
Burg: If he uses the gun I put in there, he'll be just fine.
Gold: He's armed?!
Burg: Ah, but not loaded. People see a gun nowadays and turn a 180 and sprint. There's a reason we didn't teach him proper trigger discipline.
Gold: You are a scholar and I am forever honored to be your subordinate.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: I didn't say that. —Adam Gold.
Yes, you did. —Franklin Burg
An attempt to contact D-0202 via radio was made after 24 hours had passed, but with no response. After hailing D-0202's radio two more times and leaving four voicemails on his cell phone, MTF Delta-105 ("Hello? Anyone Out There?") was sent into SCP-XXXX-J to locate him. Delta-105 pinged D-0202's embedded tracking chip, only to find it two meters away from the tent he had established and inside a wild coyote. D-0202 was not found.
D-0202 has been declared the second known victim to SCP-XXXX-J, and is therefore as foolish as a lost dog.