Tanhony's Sandbox
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In Search Of The Solitary Man


Please be aware that the following file is exclusively for the eyes of the SCP Foundation Post-Temporal Affairs Division! If you have somehow come across this file by mistake, don't panic — this event will soon not have happened. Please enjoy your unauthorized access until the retcon takes effect.

If you are authorized to read this file, but are unclear where the events depicted lie in your personal timeline, please consult your future self.

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Thaumiel

Special Containment Procedures: Active research on SCP-XXXX is to take place from 10:31AM to 12:01PM, August 12th, 2002, in Absent Zone 199, located in the Nevada desert.

At 10:31AM, a Prefabricated Research Installation (PRI) is to be translocated from Home Time to Absent Zone 199. Research staff are to translocate in thirty seconds later. Required materials will be translocated in thirty seconds after that. Research is to proceed immediately upon appearance of required materials. The PRI's on-board Learning Computer will record all research that takes place as evidence of existence.

Once the required research is completed, the Learning Computer will send its record of the results back to the research team prior to the translocation of the PRI. This will result in a retcon of the actual research process while still obtaining the results. In the event of previously undocumented witnesses, an immediate retcon is to be performed in order to maintain the Temporal Veil. A new Absent Zone will then be found for future research.

SCP-XXXX is currently overseen by Dr. Carter Blake (Age 24) and Dr. Carter Blake (Age 78)1.

Description: SCP-XXXX is an experimental temporal surgery project, intended to eliminate the 'beginning' and 'end' of a subjects personal timeline in favour of a eternal ontological loop where the 'end' of the timeline directly transitions to the 'beginning'. This would provide significantly heightened resistance to common methods of temporal assault such as infant assassination and crimson-skipping.


The Only Thing


Photograph of SCP-XXXX at point of discovery.

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be stored in a Standard Containment Locker located at Site-15. In order to prevent potential breaches of Foundation secrecy in the far future, human testing with SCP-XXXX is forbidden.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a red road bicycle, first found by the Foundation in August of 2013. Any memories formed by a sapient being while making physical contact are subject to absolute recall — that is, they will not deteriorate over fade over time, no matter how much time may pass. Amnestics of all classes have also proven ineffective. This absolute recall persists through the cycle of reincarnation, allowing limited recollection of past lives.

Testing has shown that SCP-XXXX is completely invulnerable to outside forces, and does not rust or decay over time. How long specifically SCP-XXXX has existed is unknown, but gathered testimony suggests it predates both human civilization and — naturally — the invention of the bicycle.

Addendum XXXX-1 (Gathered Testimony)

The following is a curated selection of testimony from individuals who made contact with SCP-XXXX during past lives. These recollections were gathered and verified by members of the SCP Foundation Historical Archive.

Andrea Simpson, Female, Age 19

It's pretty easy to figure out what's going on with the bike. I mean, I didn't exactly figure it out, it's just that I remember figuring out last time I was alive, and I remembered where I put it, so I went and got it and did it again like how I remembered. It's pretty easy to study for tests so long as you do it riding the bike.

But what I mean is that the only evidence you need about the bike is when you think back on the bike. Straight away, you can tell it's weird, just the way you think about it. It's all vivid and solid and real. Not like a memory at all. More like someone took a video and put it straight into your brain, except it's got smell-o-vision and touch-o-vision, all the senses I mean. Objective, I guess?

I'm not getting my bike back, am I?

Elena Pierce, Female, Age 71

My uncle must have given it to me. Yes, I was thinking about my uncle often when I was looking at the thing, so that makes sense. I only remember his face because I pictured it back then… if I understand it right. He was the only uncle I had. The second time I was born, I didn't have one.

It's odd to think in those terms… but these are memories I had since the moment I was born. I had them before I could even understand them. Did that do something to me, do you think? But then again, if it did something to me, there's no real way for me to realize that.

If it did anything to me… well, I suppose I'm what it did to me.

Henry Parker, Male, Age 32

If I had to describe it… not the bike, the sensation of remembering the bike… I'd say it's like a length of string and a nail. My whole life is the string, my real life — well, my current life, it's all soft and changeable and — and ambiguous, I guess?

Then there's the nail, the bike. It's all solid and immutable and — and I can't forget it. The thing about me — the other me, the me back then — is that I don't think I was a very happy person. Hell, I was damn miserable. I touched it, touched it once… and now, because I can't forget it, because I can't forget any of it… it's like part of me is always miserable. Always gonna be miserable… even after I die.

Goddamnit. Goddamnit.

David Henderson, Male, Age 25

Oh, the bike? Yeah, good times, good times. My first Dad gave it to me as a present. I think he got it from one of his work buddies. I don't remember that — the bike, though, sure! Lots of fun. Really enjoyed it.

Mikael Julian, Male, Age 42

It was… in a crater. Yes, that must have been a crater, now that I think back to it. The shape… the smoke… but it wasn't hot. No, cool to the touch, definitely cool. Room temperature, I guess I'd say now? Is that the right term? Like a neutral sort of heat?

I touched it. It wasn't like anything I'd touched before. I tasted it. It wasn't like anything I'd tasted before. Completely new. I had this sense that… this sense that…

This thing, whatever it was… it existed more than I did. It was more important, in some fundamental way that I couldn't grasp. It took… precedence, I guess. My memory of it was more important than anything else I'd ever remember. My thoughts of it were more important than anything else I'd ever think. I was certain of that.

What did I base that on?

Well, I was a monkey, how the fuck should I know?

Deluxe Containment Package

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Containment Client: West California Government, a subsidiary of the FunBob Soft Drink Corporation.

Containment Package: Deluxe Containment

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is currently contained on Floor 28 of Site-277, located in the Gradient District of MacroCity 11 (“Lutetia Parisiorum”).

SCP-XXXX is to be fed a synthetic bovine three two times a day in accordance with Nutritional Chart XXXX-3. Due to SCP-XXXX’s hostility, these feedings are to be performed via crane — or, in the event that this is not possible, a member of D-Class personnel. Any eggs produced following feeding sessions are to be incinerated using the modules built into the containment chamber's floor.

In accordance with the Deluxe Containment Package, research on SCP-XXXX that does not directly pertain to its containment is currently forbidden.

Please note that the SCP Corporation is currently pursuing missed payments from the Containment Client for this anomaly. As such, these containment procedures are liable to change in the near future.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a mollusk of unusual size, approximately eight feet tall and six feet wide.

It is superficially similar in appearance to a common nutrition-snail, with the exception of an engorged human face protruding from the head region and a mechanical structure fused with its back. While SCP-XXXX originally possessed a natural shell, this appears to have been replaced at some point with the wreckage of a Ford Swan, which it has crudely incorporated into its anatomy. The means by which this was accomplished is as-of-yet unclear.

SCP-XXXX has demonstrated mild telepathic capabilities — namely, the ability to detect emotional states over long distances. It primarily uses this as a means of locating food sources, or avoiding potential predators. When agitated, the strength of this telepath increases considerably: it has been observed inducing violent rage and self-destructive despair in others when it feels it is under threat.

Despite its size and bulk, SCP-XXXX has proven to be surprisingly fast, capable of moving at speeds of 40km/h over short distances to devour prey. SCP-XXXX is carnivorous and seems to prefer a human food source — this is believed to be an acquired taste following its initial escape from the site of its creation. Following feeding, SCP-XXXX will lay eight to ten eggs, which will gestate and hatch over a twelve-hour period.

While procedure dictates that these eggs be incinerated before they hatch, evidence suggests that the young produced from them would possess the same anomalous properties as SCP-XXXX.

It is believed that SCP-XXXX originated from genetic engineering experiments on the part of our client, presumably to create larger and more pleasant-tasting nutrition snails. Per the Deluxe Containment Package's discretion clause, this has not been confirmed. Following SCP-XXXX's escape from its original site of origin, the SCP Corporation were brought in to provide containment.

Addendum XXXX-1 (Lack of Payment)

Please note that the Corporation has not received payment for the client for six months at the time of writing — as such, the continued containment of SCP-XXXX is in question. The SCP Financial Department is currently chasing payment from the client. Please refer to the documentation below for the present situation.


To our valued client,

It appears that we are yet to receive the agreed upon payment for your last three months of containment services. This is in reference to Case 2920-XXXX, currently in contract under our Deluxe Containment Package. If I may be so bold, could I inquire if your containment needs with this anomaly have changed?

The Corporation understands that situations may arise where meeting payments may not always be easy. If you'd like to call in and speak to one of our Pseudo-Human Customer Representatives, I'm sure they'd be happy to discuss options for alternative payment plans with you. Please contact us at your earliest convenience.

Hoping to hear from you soon,

Sadie from SCP


To our valued client,

Please be aware that we are yet to receive payment for the last three months of containment for Case 2920-XXXX. We can only provide these services if you meet your financial requirements per the contract. Your contributions help us keep our range of containment packages up-to-date and top-of-the-line.

If you are having difficulties making the payments for our Deluxe Containment Package, might I suggest downgrading to our Standard Containment Package? Given SCP-XXXX's generally docile nature, this may be a better fit for your needs. Our science team have proposed the following avenues for research under the Standard Containment Package:

  • SCP-XXXX's emotional radar, if reverse-engineered, could prove an effective form of surveillance. Accompanied by other forms of paratech, we are confident in our ability to develop a dynamic 'humanity tracker' that could assist with security concerns worldwide.
  • The means by which SCP-XXXX has bonded with the car on its back is extremely interesting. Despite the rudimentary nature of the connection, it has proven able to activate the car's headlights to help it navigate darkened areas. If given permission under the Standard Containment Package, we can harvest SCP-XXXX's gel — if utilized properly, it could help to reduce rejection syndrome with cybernetic implants.
  • Gene-splicing from SCP-XXXX can open up new possibilities for alternative human reproduction in areas suffering from sterility plagues.

We would be happy to consider further discounts based on your response to the above. One of our Pseudo-Human Customer Representatives will be in contact later this week to discuss options with you.

Hoping to hear you soon,

Sadie from SCP


This is your final warning.

You have failed to fulfill payment requirements for five months. As such, your containment contract for SCP-XXXX is now being terminated. Please be aware the early termination charge for this amounts to a total of £113,372,550.29.

Per the agreed upon contract, if we do not receive outstanding payments for the last five months, we will have no choice but to release SCP-XXXX onto your property at a time and place of our convenience. In order to avoid damage or injury, we urge you to contact one of our Pseudo-Human Customer Representatives immediately.

Please keep in mind that — if your your early termination charge is not paid — we are authorized to pursue lost value via asset seizure and our Debtor-Class program.

Hoping to hear from you soon,

Sadie from SCP



Ghost Lad

Item #: SCP-XXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: To avoid the pursuit of SCP-XXX-1, SCP-XXX is be kept at a single facility for a week at the most. After this point, SCP-XXX is to be immediately moved to the nearest available facility, assuming that it will take SCP-XXX-1 at least another week to reach it. In the event of a member of SCP-XXX's research staff expiring, SCP-XXX is to be moved to the next holding facility immediately.

SCP-XXX is to be provided three meals a day in accordance with Nutritional Chart XXX-1. Personnel not directly involved with the containment of SCP-XXX are not to make any contact with it.

Description: SCP-XXX is a ten year old prepubescent boy, 'Christopher Hooper'. SCP-XXX displays no physical abnormalities and does not behave unusually for a child in its situation. However, when an individual SCP-XXX is familiar with dies, a translucent humanoid entity
— hereafter referred to as SCP-XXX-1 — will manifest their body immediately afterwards, appearing to climb out of the chest.

SCP-XXX-1 instances are identical in appearance to the deceased individual, save for an exaggerated expression of ecstasy on their face. In addition, they are observed to constantly be mouthing various words and phrases at extreme speeds. While SCP-XXX-1 can be seen by anyone, evidence suggests they are only audible to SCP-XXX.

The as-of-yet identified criteria for an individual to become an SCP-XXX-1 instance upon death is as follows:

  • SCP-XXX knows their first name.
  • SCP-XXX has seen their face.
  • SCP-XXX has engaged in conversation with them.2

SCP-XXX-1 instances are intangible to all organisms and objects except SCP-XXX, who they will attempt to kill at all times, typically through strangulation or the application of blunt force. All behaviour exhibited by SCP-XXX-1 instances appears to be in the pursuit of this goal. SCP-XXX-1 instances do not appear to recognize the existence of entities other than SCP-XXX.

When SCP-XXX is too far away for SCP-XXX-1 to attack, they will move towards him as fast as possible, with a maximum running speed of 40km/h. SCP-XXX-1 instances appear to be innately aware of SCP-XXX's location at all times, and will take the shortest possible route to him in a straight line.

SCP-XXX was first brought into Foundation custody after his parents contacted their local police force, claiming someone impersonating his recently deceased grandmother was attempting to murder him. After local police also witnessed SCP-XXX-1 and reported it to their superiors, the Foundation intervened and brought SCP-XXX into custody. All witnesses were amnesticized.

SCP-XXX's parents currently believe he passed away in a car accident. Due to their likelihood of becoming SCP-XXX-1 upon death, they remain under surveillance.

Addendum XXX-1 (General Behaviour)

Via lipreading, researchers investigating SCP-XXX-1 have managed to determine some of their speech. When in pursuit of SCP-XXX, they generally speak variations of the following phrases:

  • 'It's so nice out here.'
  • 'Please come outside, Christopher.'
  • 'We all love you.'
  • 'Where is everyone?'
  • 'I want to see you again.'

SCP-XXX-1 only break away from these patterns when directly exposed to SCP-XXX.

Addendum XXX-2 (Interview Log)

On 10/19/2022, Dr. Magpie, who was directing all SCP-XXX research, suffered fatal cardiac arrest shortly after a test with SCP-XXX. As a result, his body produced an instance of SCP-XXX-1 which then attempted to eliminate SCP-XXX, forcing personnel to quickly evacuate him from the site via helicopter.

During evacuation, personnel determined that the situation presented an opportunity for possible contact between SCP-XXX and an SCP-XXX-1 instance without the possibility of attack. SCP-XXX was quickly presented with a list of questions to present from the airborne helicopter to the SCP-XXX-1 instance below. The responses were recorded by on-site personnel.

Due to the distance between the SCP-XXX-1 instance and the helicopter, SCP-XXX was unaware of SCP-XXX-1's responses during the interview. Necessary lipreading of the footage was done at a later date to determine these responses.

Interviewer: SCP-XXX
Interviewed: SCP-XXX-1

<Begin Log>

SCP-XXX: Um, I just go from here?

Dr. Smith: (shouting over the helicopter) Yes, just from there, please.

(SCP-XXXX looks down towards SCP-XXX-1, who has just reached the helipad below. It is looking back up at him.)

SCP-XXX: (looking at SCP-XXX-1) Um, who are you?

SCP-XXX-1: My name's Arnold Magpie. You know me. Your name's Christopher. I know you. Come outside, now. Come down, now. Silly boy.

SCP-XXX: What are your… uh, I…

Dr. Smith: 'Intentions'. Ask him what he wants.

SCP-XXX: What do you want?

SCP-XXX-1: It's so sunny out here, Christopher. Come outside. You're the only one not here. It's like a party.

SCP-XXX: I can't hear him.

SCP-XXX-1: It's like a party, I said!

Dr. Smith: That's fine - we've got cameras, uh, recording him. We can lipread it.

SCP-XXX: Okay. Um, this one, uh…

Dr. Smith: How about I just tell you the questions and then you just say them, okay?

SCP-XXX: Okay.

Dr. Smith: 'Why are you only attacking me?'

SCP-XXX: Why are you only attacking me?

SCP-XXX-1: You're the only one here, Christopher. It's so lonely out here, Christopher. It breaks my hard just to look at you, Christopher. To see you breathing. It's inhumane. Hurry up.

Dr. Smith: 'Do you have memories of your previous life?'

SCP-XXX: What?

Dr. Smith: 'Do you remember who you were before?'

SCP-XXX: Do you remember who you were before?

SCP-XXX-1: Of course I do, Christopher. How could I not? That's my whole life right there. I can tell you all about it. Come on down — the water's fine. It doesn't hurt anymore. The fall could probably do it for you.

(Pause. SCP-XXX-1 smiles widely.)

SCP-XXX: Can he come up here?

Dr. Smith: We don't, ah, we don't think so.

(SCP-XXX turns to Dr. Smith.)

SCP-XXX: What? You don't know?!

SCP-XXX-1: That's not what I meant — I mean, there's no evidence that —

(SCP-XXX turns back down to SCP-XXX-1.)

SCP-XXX: Leave me alone!

(SCP-XXX-1 frowns.)

SCP-XXX-1: Christopher?

(SCP-XXX became hysteric at this point, and refused to stop screaming at SCP-XXX-1.)

SCP-XXX: Leave me alone, leave me alone! I'm sick of you! Go somewhere else! Get lost! F-Fuck off!

SCP-XXX-1: That's no attitude, Christopher. That's no attitude at all. I'm coming up. You'll feel better when you see this for yourself.

(At this point, SCP-XXX-1 held its arms — which then began to stretch several meters in the direction of SCP-XXX and the helicopter. Due to his increased agitation, SCP-XXX was immediately dosed with a tranquilizer and evacuation resumed.)

(Due to miscommunication and the sudden evacuation, SCP-XXX was transported along a different route that protocol would normally advise. As a result, the helicopter passed over the sea of SCP-XXX-1 instances that continually pursue SCP-XXX. SCP-XXX briefly regained consciousness and had to be tranquilized once more.)

(Previous count of SCP-XXX-1 instances at 312 now invalid. Count updated to 313.)

<End Log>


On and On and On and On

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: Public record is to be monitored for mentions of potential SCP-XXXX occurrences. If a case is confirmed, it is to be dealt with as follows:

  • If the victim's time experiencing SCP-XXXX is short enough that it can be reliably erased, the necessary amnestics are to be administered.
  • Otherwise, a cover is to be concocted and they are to be permanently transferred to a specialized care facility.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a phenomenon in which a short, simple task is perceived by the victim as taking place over an exorbitant amount of time.

The amount of time experienced by affected individuals varies, but tasks that would normally take seconds are generally perceived as lasting months or years. Victims perceive the task as suddenly requiring a great number of additional intricate and superfluous steps to carry out. Once affected by SCP-XXXX, victims are unable to cease performing the task until it is complete — the time dilation phenomena ends at this point.

No pattern has been determined among victims of SCP-XXXX, with cases having been recorded in various demographics globally. However, SCP-XXXX appears to manifest in actions that the victim would normally able to perform by reflex. This includes tasks such as:

  • Unlocking doors/cars
  • Opening doors
  • Turning on lights
  • Typing on keyboards
  • Various gestures, ie. blinking

Note that SCP-XXXX is purely a perception phenomenon — no actual time manipulation takes place. To an outside observer, the victim of SCP-XXXX will appear to complete the task without incident, the psychological effects becoming clear immediately afterwards.

Addendum XXXX-1 (Interview Log)

On 12/07/2013, Foundation Agent Michael Lear fell victim to SCP-XXXX while reloading his service pistol. The action, which took three seconds to complete, was perceived by Agent Lear as taking place over the course of several months. Following his initial breakdown, Lear adopted a view on his experience unlike those of other victims, considering himself as having become 'enlightened' while under the effects of SCP-XXXX and refusing amnestics as a result.

The following interview was conducted in Post-Service Station 92 ("Tower Oaks"), where Agent Lear now permanently resides.

Interviewer: Dr. Julian Lawrence
Interviewee: Michael Lear

<Begin Log>

(Interview is performed in Lear's sitting room. Lear sits on the couch while Lawrence sits in an armchair. Lawrence leans over and activates the recorder on the coffee table.)

Dr. Lawrence: It's been a while since we've had a chance to talk. Sorry. You know how it is.

Lear: I guess.


Dr. Lawrence: Is something wrong?

Lear: I, uh, I got a chance recently to look at the file.

Dr. Lawrence: The file?

Lear: You know, um… (laughs) The XXXX file? Apparently I'm entitled to access it. It's just, uh… I don't — I don't know if I like the way you describe it. The thing, um, the way it went for me. I don't… no, I guess I don't.

Dr. Lawrence: I'm sorry to hear that. What specifically do you have a problem with?

Lear: It's the way, afterwards, the way you describe me, I guess. Not you specifically, but the guy who wrote it. I — the way it says 'considers he became enlightened' and you've got those little quotes around enlightened, like — like quoting it. You know what I mean?

Dr. Lawrence: That's what you said, isn't it?

Lear: Yes, but… it's the way it's written down. I guess. You make me sound like a cult leader or something.

Dr. Lawrence: Right. I get what you mean.

Lear: It's like… I'm not going to say for a second that I enjoyed what happened, that it was pleasant. It was a fucking nightmare. I was turning dials on that thing for days to get the barrel aligned, and — and I thought that was it. I thought it'd just take a couple of days! But it just went on and on. There was always something else that needed doing… on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and…

Dr. Lawrence: Michael.

Lear: …until there wasn't, and then it was done.


Lear: But it was still a nightmare.

Dr. Lawrence: Okay.

Lear: At the same time, though, it's a… a unique experience, I guess. You take from it what you can get, otherwise it's beaten you. You have to make it work for you. I mean… I had a lot of time to think while I was reloading my pistol. A lot of fucking time.


Lear: At first it's just panic. You wonder how long you're going to have to be doing this for. It's not — I want to make it clear that it's not just a matter of not being able to… to bring yourself to stop. There's a kind of agency in that. The option just doesn't exist for you. At all. Period. You can't even imagine yourself imagining not doing it.

Dr. Lawrence: Right. You've mentioned this before.

Lear: I'll mention it as many times as I like.


Lear: Sorry.

Dr. Lawrence: No worries.

Lear: I just mean that… you can only panic so long, you know? Eventually it burns itself out. Then, eventually, with all that monotony… you start collapsing inwards, into — into a single point. Like a black hole, I guess. Right into the core of you. The… the essence. You see yourself, properly, maybe for the first time. But eventually you reach the end of that too.

Dr. Lawrence: And then?

Lear: And then you spread outwards again, and you see everything else properly. You… you appreciate it. You understand it. There's this moment of — there's this moment of, I don't know, transcendence — what the hell, yeah, enlightenment.


Lear: And then the cycle repeats… until you're done. But you keep it with you, I kept it with me. The way you felt. There's still a shadow of it. Like I said, you take what you can get.

Dr. Lawrence: And you still stand by that? Even all these years later?

Lear: I do. Ever since I was old enough to really understand it, I've been terrified of time. Of it — of it passing me by, running out. I grew up in the blink of an eye. Teens to twenties. Twenties to thirties. Like I was losing my grip on a treadmill. Like I was being pulled into something at the end. A wood chipper.

But… back then, it felt like there was finally enough time… like I could stop to take a breath. As many breaths as I needed. That's all. I guess.


Lear: Is that okay?

Dr. Lawrence: Yeah, yes, of course. I was just thinking about it. If it were me… no, sorry, that's not my place.

Lear: No, no, that's fine, go ahead.

Dr. Lawrence: I think I'd have just wanted to forget about it, if the option was given to me.

Lear: (laughs) I can explain this over and over, any way you want, but — but you can't understand it unless you went through it. It's like, those were the most important three seconds of my life, but if you'd have been there, it'd have been over like that

(Lear snaps his fingers, then suddenly stops. He looks past Dr. Lawrence and stares at the wall behind him. He continues to tap his fingers against each other for several seconds.)

Dr. Lawrence: Michael?


Lear: (slurred) W-Who?

(Lear falls onto the couch and curls up into the foetal position. He whimpers. He continues tapping his fingers against each other.)

(Dr. Lawrence runs to his side.)

Dr. Lawrence: Michael?!

Lear: I'm sorry… I-I don't know what we were talking about…

<End Log>


House of Cotton

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: The land surrounding SCP-XXXX has been purchased by a Foundation front company, and a security perimeter established. No civilians are to be allowed access to SCP-XXXX, and neither instance of SCP-XXXX-1 are to be allowed to leave. No open flames are permitted within the vicinity of SCP-XXXX.

A research station has been set up on-site to facilitate investigation.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a three-story manor house located near the village of Lerry, England.

The building and all objects within it are composed entirely from woven thread, including the walls and foundations. Despite the issues such a construction would normally encounter, SCP-XXXX shows no signs of structural instability. Any damage inflicted to SCP-XXXX will regenerate over the course of two to three minutes, with new material appearing where required.

SCP-XXXX is host to two humanoid entities, hereafter referred to as SCP-XXXX-1A and SCP-XXXX-1B.

SCP-XXXX-1A and SCP-XXXX-1B resemble a human male and female of advanced age respectively, but inspection shows that they are also composed entirely of thread. The origin of these entities is as of yet unknown, but they will spontaneously materialize in a closet on the third floor of SCP-XXXX. Upon materialization, the entities proceed to their preferred location within the house and remain there for as long as possible.

Inevitably, however, the SCP-XXXX-1 entities will suffer some form of accidental damage shortly after materialization. This superficial damage will then slowly spread and exacerbate until the entity is completely disintergrates into its base components. Evidence suggests this process is painful. Attempts have been made to prevent this accidental damage by restraining the instance, but this has caused said accidental damage in every case.

Two to three hours following destruction, a new instance of the destroyed SCP-XXXX-1 instance will materialize in the upstairs closet.

No records of SCP-XXXX's existence prior to 2023 have been found. A family portrait sewn into the wall of the main foyer identifies the SCP-XXXX-1 entities as 'Henry and Eleanor Cotton'. No trace of these individuals existing has been found, save for a fostering application filed in the year 1870.

Addendum XXXX-1 (SCP-XXXX-1 Behavioural Patterns)

Following materialization, the SCP-XXXX-1 entities display distinct and consistent patterns in behaviour.

SCP-XXXX-1A, 'Eleanor Cotton', will without exception retreat to the bedroom on the third floor and assume the fetal position on the floor. It will not vocalize or acknowledge the presence of any other individuals, but analysis of facial expressions and body language suggest a constant state of anxiety. Presumably, it behaves in this manner in an attempt to avoid suffering damage and the disintegration that follows.

It is not successful.

SCP-XXXX-1B, 'Henry Cotton', will proceed towards the sitting room on the first floor of SCP-XXXX upon materialization. If it reaches this room alive, it will then sit down in an armchair, face the unlit fireplace, and continuously vocalize until disintegration. Like SCP-XXXX-1A, it does not acknowledge the presence of other individuals — its speech consists of a perpetual and variably coherent stream of consciousness. The majority of this speech is an entreaty to an unidentified entity it believes to be responsible for its current status, attempting to convince it to release SCP-XXXX-1B.

Again, it is not successful.

Samples of SCP-XXXX-1B's speech are included below:

"There are things you have to do. Things you have to… in your grandfather's time, you're aware, you have to be aware of the weight on your back, the — the weight of it on your back. There's legacy there and that's important. It's the most important thing. Perhaps even the most important thing. It doesn't keep itself together. It's up to you. It's up to you to keep it together."

"It wasn't even my idea. That's… it's the unfairness of it, to me, that makes it so unconscionable. Un-con-sci-o-na-ble. That's right. We have standards to these things. There's a… there's a ranking there. There's legacy. You have to — you have to consider the legacy, the burden, when passing… when you're making a decision like that. Why won't you listen? Why won't you listen?!"

"I mean… nobody even wanted them anyway."

"This is my house! My house! Do you hear me?! No! You can't do that! It's not… it's not! It's my house! Legacy! Legacy! Do you even understand what that means?! Don't touch it! You can't touch it, it's mine — and it's not fucking cheap! There were circumstances, goddamnit!"

"For the love of god!"

Addendum XXXX-2 (Tertiary Anomaly)

During materialization of SCP-XXXX-1A, research staff on-site noted a mild tremor through the grounds of SCP-XXXX. Monitoring equipment was installed and confirmed that, on each occasion a new SCP-XXXX-1 instance materializes, there is a shifting in the earth throughout the immediate surrounding area.

During one of these events, ground-penetrating radar confirmed the spontaneous formation of multiple unusually shaped air pockets beneath SCP-XXXX. These air pockets were observed to move around beneath the house briefly before collapsing upon completed materialization of SCP-XXXX-1. These would appear to be the cause of the observed tremors.

While this has not yet been confirmed, analysis of the shapes of these air pockets suggests the presence of numerous tiny humanoids, crawling through the earth.

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