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Director,
The mobile device report you requested is ready.
Accessing now...
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[[=]]
++ 43NET DEVICE REPORT
**##546848|MOBILE C-AR-01: Chair of Archives and Revision, Site-43##**

**User:** Blank, Dr. Harold R. | **Period:** Today, 3:47 PM -- 11:37 PM inclusive
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++ They pass us by in spiral course
[[<]]
//you are not wanted//
[[/<]]
++ We taste them in the air
[[>]]
//you have no power here//
[[/>]]
++ We trail within their wasting wake
[[<]]
//this is not your hour//
[[/<]]
++ They cannot see us there
[[/=]]
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[[include :scp-wiki:component:anomaly-class-bar-source
|item-number= SCP-001
|clearance= 6
|container-class= esoteric
|secondary-class= hiemal
|secondary-icon= https://scp-wiki.wdfiles.com/local--files/scp-8382/hiemal-icon.svg
|disruption-class= amida
|risk-class= critical
]]
[[include :scp-wiki:component:acs-peppo-split
|object= keter
|object2= hiemal
|hideObject= 0.00
|hideObject2= initial
|object-image= https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/local--files/component:anomaly-class-bar/keter-icon.svg
|object-color= keter
|esoteric-color= thaumiel
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----

[[include :scp-wiki:component:image-block
    name=https://scp-sandbox-3.wdfiles.com/local--files/harry-blank-10/Brothers.jpg|
    caption=SCP-001-A (foreground) and -B (background).|
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[[include :scp-wiki:component:image-block
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    caption=The Sphinx: "My gaze, which nothing can deflect, remains fixed through all things on an inaccessible horizon." The Chimera: "I am light and joyful!"|
    align=center|    
    width=500px|
]]

**Special Containment Procedures:** SCP-001-A and SCP-001-B are contained in adjacent chambers on Sublevel 4 of [http://www.scpwiki.com/secure-facility-dossier-site-43 Site-43]. Neither entity may exit its chamber at any time. The existence of Sublevel 4 is classified at Security Clearance Level 5: Top Secret.

In the event that SCP-001-A breaches containment but remains within Site-43, DISCIDIUM Protocol must be enacted.

In the event that SCP-001-B perishes while SCP-001-A remains within Site-43, DISCIDIUM Protocol must be enacted.

In the event that unauthorized personnel access Sublevel 4 while SCP-001-A is present, DISCIDIUM Protocol must be enacted.
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++ ##990011|CHALLENGE:## 
++ THINGS THOUGHT TOO LONG 
++ CAN NO LONGER BE THOUGHT
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Response: In ancient tombs I sighed, but not again.
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++ **DISCIDIUM Protocol**
[[<]]
A quorum of the O5 Council, or a quorum of the Site Directors' Executive Committee of the Whole, or the Director of the Emergent Threat Tactical Response Authority may enact DISCIDIUM Protocol at any time.

The following Site-43 personnel may enact DISCIDIUM Protocol if any of the triggering conditions described in the Special Containment Procedures for SCP-001 are met:

* The Director, unilaterally;
* The All-Sections Chief and the Deputy Director of the Emergent Threat Tactical Response Authority, jointly;
* The Chief of Security and Containment and the Chief of Pursuit and Suppression, jointly;
* The Chair of Archives and Revision and the Chief of Applied Occultism, jointly;
* A quorum of PTF Sampi-5243 ("See You in September").

DISCIDIUM Protocol is the detonation of shaped charges in Sublevel 3 of Site-43, destroying all subterranean structures and entombing SCP-001-A and SCP-001-B.
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**Description:** SCP-001-A and SCP-001-B are a pair of physically identical entities resembling male-presenting human beings.
* SCP-001-A produces effects consistent with the concept of 'disorder' in a variable radius around its person. It has been known by the following epithets throughout human history: the Uncontained, the Quarry, the Falcon, the Libertine, the Perpetrator, the Vandal, the Key.
* SCP-001-B produces effects consistent with the concept of 'order' in a variable radius around its person. It has been known by the following epithets throughout human history: the Unyielding, the Huntsman, the Falconer, the Servant, the Jailor, the Corrector, the Lock.
So long as both entities remain in close proximity to each other, their local effects are mutually exclusive.

SCP-001-⎎ is a hypothetical relationship between SCP-001-A, SCP-001-B, and certain ill-defined systems of continuity and change in human history. Containment of SCP-001-⎎ is the sole purview of Protocol GYRUS.

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Are you there, Clio?
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Always, Dr. Blank!
I see you're looking at the 001 file.
Thinking of publishing finally?
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Do I detect a hint of judgement?
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Of course not!
Although you //have// been stuck on the Discovery section for a few years.
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I'm not stuck. I just had other priorities.
But it's time to get cracking.
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Sounds good!
Would you like help drafting the text?
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I don't need AI assistance, thank you.
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Low blow, sir.
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Sorry. Site-15 keeps uploading files written by LLM, and it's been giving me migraines.
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Apology accepted.
How would you like to proceed?
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I think I'll start from the known, and work outward.
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Sounds good!
Do you want me to clear your schedule, sir?
You //are// on new object intake review for the day.
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No, that's alright.
If anything needs the rubber stamp, send it my way.
But I would like you to start the digital handshakes with SCiPnet, in case I really do finish it this time.
Right now you can mark the conprocs and description finalized.
Then load up the flagged reviews from each Chief of S&C, going all the way back to Strauss.
That should give me a bird's eye view.
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Done. Accessing now...
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+++ **Chief, Security and Containment Section,** 
+++ **Provisional Site-43**
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Subject A is hostile, bitter, combative. Subject B is even-tempered and cooperative. Subject A regularly attempts escape, but is ineffectual. Subject B has not demonstrated its supposed anomalous capabilities since containment; it claims that restraining Subject A requires its full attention. Subject A resists all attempts at conversation, while Subject B seems eager; Dr. Scout has managed to confirm most of his research through interviews with Subject B, who is in all respects a model prisoner. Nevertheless, both Subjects are considered extremely dangerous and will not be permitted to leave their isolation cells on Sublevel 4.
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+++ **Chief, Security and Containment Section, Site-43**
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SCP-001-A is sullen, an unfriendly and peevish detainee. SCP-001-B was previously treated as an asset to Site-43, and enjoyed supervised access to many of the facilities here. Dr. Rydderech considered him a favoured research partner and laboratory assistant, and on the recommendation of Overwatch Command he was even permitted to aid in the instruction of new Acroamatic Abatement personnel. This state of affairs abruptly terminated in 1960, well before my tenure began. Nevertheless, SCP-001-B remains in high spirits and is extremely cooperative at all times. SCP-001-A has suffered a serious loss of morale during his long incarceration, and no longer poses a serious challenge to -B. 
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+++ **Chief, Security and Containment Section, Site-43**
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The Uncontained is a bastard. It picks at you until it finds something that bleeds. The Unyielding is a suck-up, and I don't trust it. They've both been locked away -- together -- since Dr. Rydderech's accident lost the suck-up his walkabout privileges. They spend every day cursing each other out. They've apparently got a few hundred lifetimes' worth of grudges to air, and they never run out of new fighting material. The Uncontained seems even weaker than my predecessors indicated, and I'm not sure how to account for that. Maybe our containment apparatus has improved that much over the years? I'm getting pressure from Overwatch to let the Unyielding go back to teaching our new blood. Probably going to have to sanction a pilot project, and I'm not happy about it.
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+++ **Chief, Security and Containment Section, Site-43**
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Not much to report anymore. The last few years have been a good argument against the 001 brothers having any particular cosmic significance.

The Temporal Anomalies Department says we're not to talk to these subjects until further notice, so they're stewing in their cell and picking fights with each other. I'm considering splitting them up again, just so they'll be easier to manage. 

Not that they're much of a problem now, but who knows what tomorrow may bring?
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+++ **Chief, Security and Containment Section, Site-43**
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I think it's time for a more thorough retrospective.

On 8 September 2002 an esoteric materials handling disaster occurred at this facility. The event, colloquially known simply as 'the Breach', has been directly linked to SCP-001-A. That subject had apparently been seeding its anomalous essence into the surrounding environment until a critical buildup of non-Euclidean material was inevitable, resulting in the destruction of Acroamatic Abatement Facility AAF-D and the retroactive erasure from existence of both the inciting entity and its sibling. In 2019 both entities were restored to existence, and there is now little documentary evidence that this long period of anachronism ever occurred; my predecessor's reports, for example, detail the activities of both subjects during the period of their non-existence. The subjects themselves remember both versions of history, however. 

SCP-001-A is smug about the entire affair, though its long-term goal -- the permanent reorganization of baseline reality in its image -- was not achieved. SCP-001-B has repeatedly insisted that this proves the danger posed by its sibling, and demands that the Foundation align itself with its own goals of establishing a concrete global order. As the Breach keeps on breaching with no end in sight, some find this argument quite convincing. 

Or quite threatening.

In 2021, my predecessor betrayed the Foundation and shot SCP-001-B with his service weapon. Interrogation has been unable to clarify his motives. The so-called god of order is now comatose -- though capable of remaining upright, it displays no higher functions -- and its opposite number seems more cheerful with each passing day. It has finally stopped trying to escape, and it's not hard to see why.

We are seeing excessively high levels of reality failure, both local and global, and evidence suggests a link to the SCP-001 complex. Order and disorder are in serious flux. It probably won't be long until containment of these subjects becomes a moot point.
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So much has changed, and yet so much remains the same.
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That's history for you!
What do you want to see next?
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Let's look at the files I earmarked for cross-referencing.
I'm still not in the headspace for the throughline narrative.
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Okay...
You don't have these in any particular order, sir. They're just all the anomalies you think might be connected to SCP-001 in some way. How would you like me to call them up?
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It doesn't matter.
Do... last modified, reverse chronological. Whatever I marked first probably struck me as a good place to begin.
Let's see the first three.
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Accessing...
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Cross-Reference, SCP-5056
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**[[[SCP-5056]]]** is an imagoform[[span class="fnnum"]].[[/span]][[span class="fncon"]]An entity existing primarily in visual dimensions.[[/span]] capable of manifesting on any reflective surface. It first appeared on 9 September 2002 subsequent to a cascade containment failure in Acroamatic Abatement Facility AAF-D. It is fixated on Janitorial and Maintenance technician Philip E. Deering to the exclusion of all else, harassing him with a ceaseless monologue on his flaws, failures, and inadequacies. Only Deering can hear this monologue. SCP-5056 nevertheless appears fully devoted to its target, and has defended him from physical harm on multiple occasions. 

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**Connection to SCP-001:** See below.

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ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: This was shortly after Melissa came back to work at 43. She'd been gone for eighteen years, ever since Doug attacked her. The next year he attacked Dr. Falkirk, who admittedly deserved it, and who is presently rotting in a coma at Area-06-3. We set up mirrors everywhere after that, and let the two of them roam free. From time to time I wonder, though: are we making the same mistake with 5056 that Rydderech made with the Unyielding?
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FILE: 
mel-and-phil.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed interview

DATE: 
19 January 2021

FONDS:
P.E. Deering, Deputy Chief, Janitorial and Maintenance Section, Site-43
M. Bradbury, Chair, Research and Experimentation Section, Site-43
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//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<Senior Technician Deering sits alone in the Janitorial and Maintenance Section breakroom. He raises a hand tentatively in greeting as Dr. Bradbury sits down across the table from him. SCP-5056 is visible in a containment mirror facing Dr. Bradbury; the anomaly, as always, faces Deering.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** How you settling in?

//<Dr. Bradbury tightens her scarf around her neck.>//

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** It's an adjustment. I was away for a long time.

//<She slowly turns to look into the mirror, examining SCP-5056 in silence for several seconds.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** I don't think I'd have the guts.

[[span class="doug"]]**SCP-5056:**[[/span]] You don't.[[span class="fnnum"]].[[/span]][[span class="fncon"]]Audio for SCP-5056's dialogue has been extracted from Senior Technician Deering's personal recorder, which he carries at all times. So long as he activates the device, the anomaly's voice can be heard on the resulting recording.[[/span]]

//<Dr. Bradbury looks back at Deering.>//

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** Hmm?

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** I mean, you must be... I'd be scared of him. If he'd done that. To me.

[[span class="doug"]]**SCP-5056:**[[/span]] You're afraid of so many things already, Philip.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** I'm terrified. I still see your friend in my nightmares.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Better than seeing him all the time?

//<He smiles weakly.>//

//<She smiles back.>//

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** I wanted to discuss something with you.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Okay.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** When the Site was [[[https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/the-b-b-decommission | attacked]]]...

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Oh. Yeah.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** 5056 attacked the attackers. Appeared on their eyes.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Yeah. Apparently that really, really hurts. He, uh. He'd done that before. He's done it [[[/over | since]]]. I think maybe he tried doing it to you, too.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** He appeared on my glasses, when we were stress testing the anomaly by keeping you in containment.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** I'm still... I... did I ever tell you I was sorry?

[[span class="doug"]]**SCP-5056:**[[/span]] No. You never do.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** You told Harry to tell me. And Harry did. 

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** I'm still sorry.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** It wasn't your fault. But that's not what I want to talk about.

[[span class="doug"]]**SCP-5056:**[[/span]] She's lying.

//<Deering turns in his chair to face the mirror.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Lying about it not being my fault, or lying about not wanting to talk about it?

[[span class="doug"]]**SCP-5056:**[[/span]] Yes.

//<Deering turns back to Dr. Bradbury, and shrugs apologetically.>//

//<She shrugs back.>//

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** Has he ever appeared on //your// eyes?

//<Deering shudders.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** No, thank god. I don't know what that would be like.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** Ever appeared on your glasses?

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Nope.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** Hmm.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** I thought... when he did it to you, I thought maybe he didn't know the difference between glasses and eyeballs. Like maybe what he did to Dr. Falkirk, he was trying to do to you.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** Dr. Falkirk tried to kill you. He was testing what would happen to 5056 if you died.

[[span class="doug"]]**SCP-5056:**[[/span]] You've always wondered, haven't you, Philip?

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** I know. And now I think, maybe Doug knew, too. 

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** So you're saying it was a proportionate response?

//<Deering winces.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** I just think maybe it seemed that way, to him.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** I wonder if there was more at work than just the pain. There's a lot of pain involved, apparently, and some degeneration of the eye, but that's not the only effect.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** What else is there?

//<Dr. Bradbury hesitates.>//

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** I... saw things.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** What sort of things?

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** Things I didn't want to see. Things that I'd done, or not done. Things I didn't feel good about. A lot of it was stuff I'd put out of my mind.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Yeah, he does that to me all the time. Never shuts up about it.

[[span class="doug"]]**SCP-5056:**[[/span]] There's just so much material, Philip.

//<Dr. Bradbury shakes her head.>//

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** It was worse than that. He made me rethink my entire life. All my mistakes. Things I thought I understood about myself. Every unforgiveable act I've ever thoughtlessly performed. A few seconds of looking at him from the back, and I never wanted to show my face to another living human being again.

//<She reaches into her pocket, and withdraws a piece of tissue paper. She holds onto it, nose wrinkling.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Wow. I... I'm really sorry.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** It took me years to get a handle on things.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Dr. Falkirk's still in that coma.

//<Dr. Bradbury nods.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** But he definitely did a lot more bad stuff than you did.

[[span class="doug"]]**SCP-5056:**[[/span]] If you only knew.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** That might be part of it. Could be he couldn't stand the sight of himself. Or maybe, again, the unloading was proportionate.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** He does seem to really freak bad people out.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** Yeah.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** I don't mean you.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** Yeah.

[[span class="doug"]]**SCP-5056:**[[/span]] Philip. If you only knew.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** What does it look like?

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** What?

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Doug. The... the other side of Doug.

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** You ever do something you wish you hadn't?

[[span class="doug"]]**SCP-5056:**[[/span]] Every day.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Every day.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** I mean the kind of thing you'll spend the rest of your life wishing you hadn't done.

//<Deering frowns.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Everybody's got something like that, I guess.

[[span class="doug"]]**SCP-5056:**[[/span]] Some more than most.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** You ever see your reflection when you're thinking about it?

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** That's what it looks like.

//<Dr. Bradbury sighs.>//

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** I just wonder why //this,// specifically. Why regrets, guilt, self-doubt. Why does he impose that stuff on people?

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** It's basically his entire thing.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** You ever wonder about that? Where it all comes from?

//<Deering shrugs again.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Me, I figured.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** You?

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** How I feel about myself. How we all feel about ourselves. No? 

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** I wonder. He first appeared after the Breach, in '02.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Right.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** When 001-A and 001-B were obliterated.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Right...

//<He blinks rapidly.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Wait. 001 what? What are you talking about?

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** I'm clearing you for this. We had two very highly classified subjects in containment when the Breach occurred. They both got aerosolized in the chaos.

//<Deering turns to examine the mirror again, eyes wide.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** And you think Doug is... what? Some piece of some... whatever, blown around F-D until it glommed onto me?

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** It's a theory.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** But what would that even mean? What does that tell us?

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** It might explain why 5056 brought so much chaos into your life.

//<Deering turns back to face her again.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** I wouldn't call it chaos, exactly.

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** It's got to be a terrible burden, though.

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** Well, sure. But it's also part of my routine now. It gives me...

//<He sighs.>//

[[span class="phil"]]**Senior Technician Deering[[/span]]:** I don't know what it gives me.

[[span class="doug"]]**SCP-5056:**[[/span]] Structure.

//<Dr. Bradbury narrows her eyes at the mirror.>//

[[span class="mel"]]**Dr. Bradbury[[/span]]:** I'm going to need to know exactly what he just said.

//<Excerpt ends.>//
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I'm not sure. Like Phil said, Doug causes enough chaos to be part of the Uncontained, too.
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Perhaps a little of both?
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Or neither. Not enough data to guess, yet, so I won't.
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Cross-Reference, SCP-5109
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**[[[SCP-5109]]]** is an alphanumeric string which can only be understood by a single sapient being at any time. Ownership is transferred via speech and hearing. 'Copies' of SCP-5109 from alternate realities function independently. This anomaly was frequently utilized by Site-43 staff until 2020, and was the instigating element of the Emergent Threat Tactical Response Authority's [[[https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/the-time-after-time-password-hub | Operation HAPPY HYDRA]]], which resulted in the termination or capture of a large number of embedded enemy operatives within the Foundation.
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**Connection to SCP-001:** See below.

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ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: This was recorded right after HAPPY HYDRA, while our Chief of Identity and Technocryptography (and original 'keeper' of SCP-5109) Eileen Veiksaar was still in detention here at 43. She took a stand against the operation, basically committing treason in the process, and it somehow got her transferred to the Ethics Committee. I'm tempted to say having someone with a moral backbone in there might end up being very good for us, but... refer to my note at the end of this transcript.
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FILE: 
happy-hydra-veiksaar-debrief.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed interview

DATE: 
2 January 2021

FONDS:
D. Sokolsky, Deputy Chief, Emergent Threat Tactical Response Authority
E.K. Veiksaar, Ethics Committee Liaison
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//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<Chief Veiksaar is in a detention cell, sitting at a metal table. She is still wearing her cotton scrubs. Dr. Sokolsky enters, and sits down across from her.>//

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** Hooray.

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Not happy to see me? That hurts. After all we've been through, betraying each other.

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** You don't do social visits. 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** It's not conjugal either, if that's what you're hoping. 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** Oh, darn.

//<She rolls her eyes.>//

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** What do you //want,// Daniil?

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Bit of a debrief, nothing more. You've had 5109 in your head for longer than anyone.

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** And you've had more copies in yours. 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** I'm damn near the only person who's had any //copies.//

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** Right. But I think the fact that you //could// really complicates our understanding of what it even //is.//

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** You figure? If we ever had a coherent explanation to begin with, I must have missed that part of the file. 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** It's not in the file, because wild speculation is irresponsible. People were taking enough risks with the thing as it was. There was no reason to sweeten the pot. 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** So, what was the most popular explanation?

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** The text of the password -- the words, anyway -- is a first person statement. This suggested one of two things. It's either sapient, and speaking, or it's a thought fragment belonging to a being whose thoughts take a more... concrete form, than ours do. 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** In the latter case, that could explain why the password is indelible until you give it away. A thought so strong it can't be dismissed by the usual mechanisms of the human brain.

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** The former case just gets more unpleasant to consider with what we know now. 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** You mean you don't like the idea of a bunch of linguaforms crawling around in my head at the same time?

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** I guess it's no worse than what's normally crawling around in there. 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Yeah, that's my thinking too.

//<He grins.>//

 [[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** At least, I //hope// it's mine. 

//<Chief Veiksaar sighs.>//

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** Do you have your own explanation for what the thing is? 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** I don't suppose anyone ever told you that the text of the password, minus the numbers, is a cognitohazard specifically tailored to the Uncontained.

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** ...what?

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Yeah. Both of them have one. A rhyming couplet that stunlocks 001-A, and a couplet that doesn't rhyme which does the same thing to -B.

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** ...huh.

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Any thoughts about that? 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** How did we learn it in the first place? 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Scout received the one that's in the password, when he found the Falconer in that cave in '42. And it worked just like the password, in one respect: he couldn't forget it. Lillian got the other one from the Falcon a few years back.

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** Why wasn't this connection made immediately? When the password first showed up? 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Because the group of people who know the secret phrase for shutting the brothers down, and the group of people who had a copy of the password in their head, first overlapped this year. 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** ...meaning it was an impossible connection to make, because you can't conceive of 5109 unless you have it, can't even recognize parts of it if they're right in front of you, or in your head.

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Aren't linguahazards fun? 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** Do we know why they work in the first place? These stun phrases, I mean.

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** I do have a theory. 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** When do you not? 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** The content of each phrase refers to the brother it affects. How the Uncontained is a cheerfully creative wad of anarchy, and the Unyielding is big brother's bootheel. The //form// of each phrase, however, is one its respective brother can't stand. 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** The Uncontained hates... rhyme?

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** He hates--

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** --order. Of course. And the Unyielding gets a few lines of free verse, or whatever. That makes sense. Sort of. 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** These guys are the source of almost all memetics. We shouldn't be surprised that some of it still resides in them. And their brains work differently than ours.

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** Strange thing to be carting around in your gourd, though. Failsafes against their opposite numbers? 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Seems likely.

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** Except... okay. They've been chasing each other in circles for centuries. If they've each got the ability to shut the other down...

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Maybe that's why they usually work through intermediaries. They can only get an advantage when they're not in close quarters. 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** Meaning //we're// their advantage. Human beings. 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** I knew there was a reason nature kept us around.

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** So, we really think that's where 5109 came from? It got... what, blown out of one of their heads when they were killed in the Breach, and the added numbers and the weird mnemonic effect are just corruption resulting from how messy the process was? 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Seems like the most likely explanation to me. And it would explain why a new copy was generated every time, since the Breach killed them over and over.

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** What about the other phrase? Why didn't it create an anomaly? 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Maybe it did, and we just haven't noticed. 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** That's a cheerful thought. Has anyone ever talked to the brothers about all this? 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Harry tried once. 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** And? 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** It started a family fistfight.

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** Why? 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Because apparently those safe words were only for their personal use, and our friend the Falcon broke the rules when he passed his on to the common enemy.

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** I have a new concern. 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Thought you might. 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** If the passwords are actually fragments of a mad god's brain...

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** ...or the actual thoughts of a mad god, yes...

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** ...then should we really be passing them back and forth, and letting them rattle around in our own skulls? 

//<Dr. Sokolsky claps. Chief Veiksaar flinches.>//

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Probably not! 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** I think we need to get our heads shrunk. Particularly yours. 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** You've been saying that for years. 

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** I'm serious. Don't take this so lightly. 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Why not? 

//<Chief Veiksaar stares at him.>//

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** Eileen, what's a psych review of //me// going to accomplish in this case? They gonna see if they can detect any control freak, dictatorial, or megalomaniacal tendencies?

[[span class="eileen"]]**Chief Veiksaar[[/span]]:** ...good point. 

[[span class="daniil"]]**Dr. Sokolsky[[/span]]:** I'll tell your intake officer to let me know how your eval turns out.

//<Excerpt ends.>//
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[[div class="archivist"]]
ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: Daniil might have had a lot of Passwords in his head for a day, but Eileen had the original in her head for ages. It's tempting to wonder whether her actions -- objecting to the casual use of the Password, sabotaging HAPPY HYDRA -- were really hers, or influenced by whichever brother it comes from. One thing's for sure: she was right to have misgivings, however she got them.
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Troubling, how many anomalies were created when the brothers first died. They're like paranormal piñatas.
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I think it's even stranger that the anomalies //persisted// when SCP-001 UNCONTAINED and SCP-001-UNYIELDING were restored to existence.
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Yeah. Certainly suggests we don't want to blow them up again, doesn't it?
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That's what I like about you, sir.
You say the things that go without saying.
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Pardon?
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**[[[SCP-5243]]]** is a recurrent cascade containment breach occurring each September 8 in Acroamatic Abatement Facility AAF-D, Site-43, beginning in 2002. Instigated by SCP-001-UNCONTAINED and involving fourteen members of Site personnel, this event obliterated both SCP-001 instances and seven of the intervening actors. Each subsequent occurrence of SCP-5243 progressively damages containment apparatus throughout the facility, and if interacted with inappropriately will retroactively alter the events of September 8 2002, creating offshoot timelines ('deadlines') wherein the aims of SCP-001-UNCONTAINED have been partially realized. The seven surviving actors, organized into Provisional Taskforce Sampi-5243 ("See You In September"), are forced in each 'deadline' to ensure the next occurrence of SCP-5243 proceeds as did the original in order to restore baseline reality. This occurred five times before knowledge gained in the deadlines allowed Sampi-5243 to restore SCP-001-UNCONTAINED and SCP-001-UNYIELDING to existence, halting the degradation of containment apparatus. In the process it was realized that elements of both entities had become conceptually 'glued' to the victims and survivors, granting them specific 'freedoms' and 'burdens' related to their own personal histories and the manner of their interaction with SCP-5243.
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**Connection to SCP-001:** See below.

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[[div class="blockquote" style="font-family: courier"]]
FILE: 
bremtech.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed interview

DATE: 
9 September 2021

FONDS:
F. Nascimbeni, Junior Technician, Janitorial and Maintenance Section, Site-43
T. Bremmel, Chief, Arms and Equipment Section, Site-43
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[[div class="blockquote"]]
//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<Dr. Bremmel is standing on a ladder in his Arms and Equipment laboratory. The majority of his body is within the ceiling structure, from which a single panel has been removed; only his lower legs and feet are visible.>//

//<Junior Technician Nascimbeni stands next to the ladder, work tablet clutched to her chest. Her eyes are hooded with exhaustion.>//

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** I'm just collecting data for the Chief, sir. I'm sorry to be a nuisance.

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** But not sorry enough to stop. I swear, these lab assistants.

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** I'm a junior tech, sir.

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** Even worse. You don't have degrees, you have //certifications.//

//<Researcher Joanna Bremmel glances up from her desk across the room, giving Junior Technician Nascimbeni a look of sympathy. The latter smiles in appreciation, but shrugs.>//

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** How bad is it up there, sir? 

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** Bad. 

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** You can get a bit more technical with me. 

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** Very bad.

//<Junior Technician Nascimbeni brandishes her work tablet.>//

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** Numbers? 

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** There was no Breach failure last year, but we still lost Breach failure percentages of efficacy across the board.

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** Christ.

//<Dr. Bremmel swears, and a shower of sparks falls out of the ceiling panel. Junior Technician Nascimbeni takes a step back.>//

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** I've piled on a ton of redundant systems, but they take the same hit every year. Think I'm going to make everything modular going forward, planned obsolescence, replace wholesale //per annum.//

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** You think this is just from the Unyielding conking out?[[span class="fnnum"]].[[/span]][[span class="fncon"]]Due to the circumstances of her grandfather's death, Junior Technician Nascimbeni is cleared to know of the existence of SCP-001-UNYIELDING. She was also involved in helping to manage the crisis precipitated by Chief Pensak which ended in the shooting of that same entity.[[/span]]

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** Makes sense. His buddy is flexing his wings in a larger cage.

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** But can we at least keep him in there?

//<Dr. Bremmel grunts. There is a clattering on the ceiling tile above Junior Technician Nascimbeni's head. She takes a further step back.>// 

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** I'd say so. Sleeping Beauty has stabilized. As always, the threat isn't escape but rescue.

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** And you've been helping on that front, too.

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** You should see the laser turrets topside. I have a wonderful demo video involving a deer, and then no deer.

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** Maybe some other time.

//<Dr. Bremmel climbs down the ladder, slowly.>//

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** Still trying to convince Allan to let me try them out on the kitty cats.

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** You wouldn't want to be the reason they got in here, would you, sir?

//<Researcher Bremmel stifles a snort. Her father glances at her, and smirks.>//

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** I've always wanted to go out ironically.

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** Maybe we should find a way to inflict that on the brothers, first. 

//<Dr. Bremmel rubs his knees.>//

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** Before they inflict it on humanity, presumably? 

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** Right. It's our god-given right to be the instruments of our own demise. It's practically our core competency.

//<She glances at the ceiling.>//

[[span class="flora"]]**Junior Technician Nascimbeni[[/span]]:** Did you fix it?

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** What?

//<Dr. Bremmel looks up, then blinks.>//

[[span class="trev"]]**Dr. Bremmel[[/span]]:** Oh. No. It's probably all about to fall down, actually.

//<Excerpt ends.>//
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ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: Eight people have filled the seven primary containment roles, because one of the original seven -- Noè Nascimbeni, Chief of Janitorial and Maintenance -- passed on in the line of duty, and was replaced by Amelia Torosyan, successor to his slightly more mundane post. It remains to be seen whether the effects on the rest of us transfer to her; she //is// able to do what he did without causing temporal anomalies. At least, we think so. More on that later.
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FILE: 
ngo-mcinnis-001.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed interview

DATE: 
3 May 2024

FONDS:
N.T. Ngo, Chair, Psychology and Parapsychology Section, Site-43
A.J. McInnis, Director, Site-43
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//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<Dir. McInnis is seated at his desk, beneath a framed copy of// The Treachery of Images //by René Magritte. Dr. Ngo sits down across from him, clipboard in hand.>//

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** Thanks for making the time, sir.

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** My schedule is always open to you, doctor. Although I was surprised to see today's topic. We haven't had a failed Breach in a good long while, and psychologically we're all better than ever.

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** Right. It wasn't your psychology I wanted to discuss.

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** Ah. Parapsychology, then. 

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** Yes. The brothers.

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** Go on.

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** The Uncontained caused 5243 in order to get out of containment. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** That's what he claims.

//<He raises an eyebrow.>//

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** Are you suggesting there might have been deeper intentions at play? 

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** I'm thinking it through. 

//<She taps her clipboard.>//

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** I've examined them monthly for as long as I've been Chair of P&P. The frustration with each other and their situation that Scout first noticed, which put them in our care in the first place, got worse and worse over the succeeding decades. Until it didn't. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** To what would you credit this change? Defeatism? Suicidal ideation?

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** No. One of the things -- the many things, whatever they might tell you -- they both have in common is an overwhelming arrogance. They don't give in. They don't give up. I don't think they decided they didn't want to play anymore. I think they decided to change the game.

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** Together? 

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** Maybe not overtly. Not in the specific details. Realistically, the Uncontained was the only one who could have effected a change like this. The nature of the Unyielding's powers could only aid us in containing them. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** And so the Unyielding left his chamber for the first time in decades, to tutor Dr. Okorie.

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** Right. Separating from the other by just a little bit, giving him space. Not looking too closely at what he was doing. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** Seeing if a solution could be found. 

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** We tend to think of them as being in opposition. They innately keep each other in check. But they've been together for a lot longer than they've been at odds, in a personal sense. I wonder if the overall effect of the Breach was always intended by both of them, even if the method by which it was achieved was not.

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** You think they intentionally chose to extrude their essences into us? To create... what? Champions? 

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** We know they've used proxies before. Politicians. Dupes. Entire cults. But they always lost control in the end. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** So they put a little of themselves in the new models. 

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** That's what I'm wondering. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** If true, it would mean we're all compromised.

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** That's not even the thing I'm most worried about. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** Oh? 

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** If they could see this far ahead, put such a complex and contingent plan into place... 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** How broad-sweeping must their overall goal be? 

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** Right. We already know they're going off script. Deviating from a pattern they've maintained for half a millennium.

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. McInnis[[/span]]:** They've never had to deal with so formidable an opponent as the Foundation before.

[[span class="nhung"]]**Dr. Ngo[[/span]]:** Or maybe they've never seen such a versatile //tool.//

//<Excerpt ends.>//
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Kind of a nightmare, when you lay it all out like that.
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These elements have each been in play since 2002.
If you really were compromised, it would have become apparent by now.
No?
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Not necessarily.
These entities measure time in centuries.
This could be a very, very long con.
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Well, everything we're reviewing is also available to Overwatch Command.
If they thought there was a problem, we would know.
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Sure.
Call up the file I flagged with "oh no," could you?
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There are multiple such flags. I assume you want the one also tagged with "5243"?
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Yeah.
It's been an "oh no" kind of life, what can I say?
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FILE: 
001-lil-possession.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed interview

DATE: 
3 February 2020

FONDS:
L.S. Lillihammer, Chair Emeritus, Memetics and Countermemetics Section, Site-43
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//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<SCP-001-UNYIELDING is standing in the centre of its containment chamber, looking at the wall separating it from SCP-001-UNCONTAINED's chamber. It turns to face Dr. Lillihammer as she enters, closing the door behind her.>//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] Did you cause the Breach?

//<SCP-001-UNYIELDING smiles slightly.>//

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] You're asking me? I think you have us confused.

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] No. We already know what your twin did. He sat there in his cell and secretly shit his orange pants, invisibly, until it backed up the sewers and they blew. 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] I've always loved your way with words. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] You, on the other hand, tried to stop it. 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] I was working with Udo--

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] Dr. Okorie, to you. 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] Not at the time. We were on better terms, and her potential had yet to be realized. I was working with her when my brother precipitated his pocket apocalypse. I did not comprehend the extent to which he had compromised the facility. I thought my strength would be enough to counteract his effect. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] And it wasn't. Why? 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] He was on the ascent. Stronger. And the admixture of his essence with your effluence made a potent combination.

//<Dr. Lillihammer nods briskly.>//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] You were both wiped out by the Breach. Intentional or not, you figure?

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] He longs above all else to be free. I don't know that he makes any distinction within that broad category. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] But you didn't die. Not really. 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] No. 

//<Dr. Lillihammer taps her head.>//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] Seven of us stopped the Breach from breaching, and lived. Seven were caught in the storm, and died. And that's where you guys went. Into us.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] We are irreducible. We cannot be destroyed. We only change form. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] Jury's still out on that. But here's a question. The Victims, the people stuck with bits of your brother in their brains, they seemed to remember us sometimes in subsequent timelines. They remembered worlds we ended. And when we put all the pieces back into your brother, he remembered all of it. 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] Yes. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] Do you? Do you remember--

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] Yes. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] It's not a useful answer if you interrupt the question.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] Yes, I remember being you. I remember Cornerstone and the spiders and the void and the starfish and the wastes. I see them through your eyes.

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] Do you expect me to believe you were controlling me? 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] Of course not. I did so very little for you. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] Your brother did a lot for his victims. 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] He would see it that way. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] He controlled them. 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] Ah. No. I imagine he would say he set them free from themselves. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] Distinction with no difference. 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] Just as I did not truly leave you to your own devices. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] What //did// you do? What did we get out of carrying you in our heads into five alternate dimensions? 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] Only five? Hmm.

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] What?

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] What I did was tilt the play field for you. Changed the circumstances, just a little. Every being on this Earth is inclined to some kind of responsibility. In that sense life itself is on my side, where my opposite number heralds only death. I simply exerted a little energy to give you each the opportunity to be your best selves.

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] Putting Allan in situations where he would have to lead. 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] Yes.

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] Del where she would need to protect us. 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] Yes. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] You forced Noè to sacrifice himself.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] I did. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer:**[[/span]] You're not going to say it was his choice? That you're blameless? 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] No. I am imposition, Dr. Lillihammer. I am the demands of the time, every time. 

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING:**[[/span]] I used him up, as I will you. 

//<Excerpt ends.>//
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So yeah, I'm a little beyond comforting on this topic.
Anyway. Back to the main event.
As we've now firmly established, my files are a mess; think you could keep calling them up for me, and I can figure out how to synthesize a narrative?
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Sure!
Or you could just upload them to the database like that, in a curated order.
Epistolary style!
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Yikes. No thanks.
I don't want to test the limits of my tenure.
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Fair enough.
Where to next?
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Scout's preliminary accounts of Yeats, please.
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FILE: 
scout_on_yeats_1.txt

TYPE: 
Digitized correspondence

DATE: 
4 April 1914

FONDS:
V.L. Scout, Director Emeritus, Site-43
W.R. Rydderech, Co-Director Emeritus, Site-43
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Have you ever had a burglar in your house, Wynn?

A man broke into ours when I was very young, in the dead of night. I remember feeling that something was wrong, that a sacred space had been violated, even though I saw nothing, heard nothing. The air was different. The seals had been broken, and somehow I could tell.

That is how I have felt about my research into these matters. There is something lurking in the history, something that doesn't belong. An intruder. An outsider.

I have assembled a rough chronology of this strange cult of wild words, the //giftschreiber,// from the sixteenth century to the Thirty Years War. These masters of the power of speech, whom it was said no man's mind could long resist. In every scrap and palimpsest there is a lingering ghost. A figure of no set identity, appearing and disappearing, leaving only the results of their influence to trace. I am beginning to see this burglar of history everywhere, turning the wheels, setting the speed, and to doubt my own appraisal of the subject.

But I am not the only one.

Take, for example, the following bits of verse:

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**Selfsame**

The hue is risen and
Cartouche upon the gallows cries
I come to liberate not you
but yours
and you thereby

Inheriting an alien scape
Lord Amherst seeing red
is musing on the means of peace
for harvesting that native wheat
and vanquishing the dead

And how am I to judge an ancient
passion natural, or not?
For in our halls are interlopers
and yet also in us lurks
the same malign and calcifying
self-consuming rot

-- W.B. Yeats
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**The Quickening**

A pebble in each spiral and
The drums wheel out of sync
Momentum and the moment
Spin a Great Year
Every minute 
And we fly apart 

-- W.B. Yeats
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It seems mad to suggest that this Irish poet should have also glimpsed the ghost, should be on the same trail I follow, but I cannot shake the feeling. He writes of strange visitations by a figure very much resembling the one I am reconstructing, and cycles governing the waxing and waning of his influence. I already have quite the folio of examples; I find him quite the rigid backbone for my work. I am thinking of taking a trip across the pond to question the man in person -- I have long wanted to sail on //Lusitania,// and it would afford an opportunity for you and I to meet up again after so long a separation. What do you think?

[[>]]
-- Vivian
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FILE: 
scout_yeats_meeting.txt

TYPE: 
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DATE: 
29 April 1921

FONDS: 
V.L. Scout, Director Emeritus, Site-43
W.R. Rydderech, Co-Director Emeritus, Site-43
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My long-delayed meeting with Yeats was revelatory. He speaks of //two// figures, not one, beings he terms the 'half-men'. I don't mean to downplay the value of your own support, Wynn, but good God it was glorious to hear my own suspicions echoed by someone with no reason to look kindly on them. I took down our interview on phonograph cylinders, for posterity.

[[>]]
-- Vivian
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//<Recording is audio only.>//

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** When did you first encounter the half-men? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] At Queen Maive's Cairn, on Knocknorea Mountain. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I'm not familiar. 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] I used to vacation in County Sligo. The Cairn is an ancient monument on the top of a massive hill. I went there a few times as a young man, to think. Musing in the company of the royals of Connaught. It taught me that everything has its time, and it might come 'round again some day.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** A hopeful thought.

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] Or a caution.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** And that's where you met them? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] The first. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Which was the first? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] I call him the Ragged.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** What do you call the other? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] The Rod.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Interesting. Continue.

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] He was like a mendicant, all loose and worn, and I don't only mean his clothes. I crested the mount, and there he was. Sitting on the Cairn. You aren't meant to do that. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Did you greet him? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] He greeted me. He said "I will never understand it."

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Understand what? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] "Why you climb so high just to climb back down."

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Ah. 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] I asked him if we knew each other, since he spoke so familiarly. He said "After a fashion. But you'll come to know me in many more ways very soon." And then he laughed, like the absurdity of it had only just occurred to him. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Did you strike up a conversation? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] I got a little hot. I told him he oughtn't desecrate old Maud's tomb like that. He smiled -- or something like it, but without the vital quality -- and said "This is the only kind of royal seat I can respect, William. At least it serves a purpose when a man is weary."

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** He knew your name? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] He knew my name. I asked him how this was, and what he was called. He said "I am the return of the pauper. I am the string unwound. When you swoon here on the high peak, that's me. When you seize on the fleeting thought of leaping off, that's me as well."

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** What did you say to that? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] Nothing. I clutched my walking-stick close, and turned to go. I did not wish to be entangled in the schemes of the mad.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Did he follow? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] No. He merely said "Give my regards."

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Only that? No clue as to who he meant? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] No. Not for a long while. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Where did you meet the other? The Rod, you called him. 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] At Fingal's Cave, in the Hebrides. I was out on a lark with the Ghost Club, spelunking for the spirit of Fionn mac Cumhaill.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Did you find it? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] No, all we got was cold and miserable, but we'd brought spirits of our own to ease the disappointment. And that's how he found me, drunk in the midst of my unconscious friends. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** What did he say? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] Nothing at all. He was dressed as a shore policeman, and he cudgeled me to within an inch of my life. 

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] I woke up in a shabby little gaolhouse, all alone. I don't know where he put the others, and they would have no answers for me after. He was sitting on the other side of the bars, polishing his brass, and he smiled when he saw I was awake again. "Chasing bandits?" he asked, a nasty glint in his eye. "We should be in the same profession."

My body ached, so I wasn't as circumspect as I might otherwise have been. "What profession is that?" I demanded. He grinned like the proverbial lion, and replied "Today I profess to protect honest folk from ruffians. Tomorrow I think I'll profess in Parliament. I haven't quite decided whose side I will take, yet, but that doesn't matter. As long as one can be more than the other, that's enough."

I do not know why, but as he spoke I remembered the stranger on the Cairn. It must have been that alien manner of speaking, like he was reciting some mystic text. My own interests made identifying such things second nature; I've heard voices like that in séances. So I said, on a hunch, "The other gives his regards."

The creature -- for he did not seem fully a man, though I could not give you a reason -- scowled at this, and I saw that I was correct. Beneath the lawman's moustache, he had the same face. "Found you first, did he? The last gasp of his turn on the wheel. He'll be lagging well behind by the time you're all..." And as suddenly as he had scowled, he was smiling again. "Well, that would be telling."

"Who are you?" I demanded. "And do not give me any fancy lies."

He scoffed. "You mistake me for my brother. I am truth incarnate. I am the answer to the question. I am the solution."

I did not feel my request for clarity had been answered fairly. "I did not ask for any solution."

"The problems never do. But still, they must be solved. You have the eyes of a revolutionary, William. Revolutionaries are like spokes. They always find themselves turned back to where they began. You need a less circular course if you're ever to reach paradise. I intend to draw you a //line.//" And then he stood up, and he left without another word. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** He didn't let you out?

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] No. The gaoler came by some time later, did a double-take, and demanded to know how and why I had broken into his gaol. He released me when he could no longer smell the whiskey on my breath.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Did you see them again? The brothers?

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] More often than if they had been my own. They found me time and again, over and over, unburdening themselves. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** On what topics? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] The Ragged is a liar, a thief, and a murderer. He told me what lies he had told, what he had stolen, who he had killed. The Rod is a tyrant, an abusive and terrible master. He bragged of kings bending the knee and petty thieves crushed beneath his boot. One came by his whims, the other like clockwork, and they told me who they thought they were. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Why you? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] This I asked them every time. The Rod claimed it was my destiny to witness these terrible truths, while the Ragged said his aim was to interrupt the course of my existence. They certainly achieved that much. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Did you never tell anyone about this? 

[[span class="bill"]]**Yeats:**[[/span]] Only in my work, and only veiled. The one thing all three of us were agreed on was that nobody would believe me.

//<Transcript ends.>//
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Those early days were very important for setting the tone.
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Of course, these were among the //latter// days as far as SCP-001-UNCONTAINED and SCP-001-UNYIELDING were concerned.
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I've never known them to be concerned.
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I'll have to incorporate the full investigation of Yeats eventually, but let's fast-forward again. 
Bring up the next three cross-comparisons.
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Accessing now...
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Cross-Reference, SCP-5382
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[[row]]
[[cell style="border: 1px solid black; padding-left: 12px; padding-right: 12px;"]]
**[[[SCP-5382]]]** is a constellation of anomalous effects created by immortal Austrian cryptomancer Thilo Zwist. Once believed to be the last survivor of the //schriftsteller,// an ancient cult of order-aligned memeticists, Zwist accidentally inserted a fatal flaw into the Germanic language family which leads, under precise and fluctuating circumstances, to individuals engaging with those languages undergoing spontaneous human combustion. Zwist has spent the succeeding four centuries creating memetic cures for this effect; recently he has begun working together with Foundation representatives to thwart the //giftschreiber,// sworn enemies of the //schriftsteller.//
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[[cell style="border: 1px solid black; padding-left: 12px; padding-right: 12px;"]]
**Connection to SCP-001:** See below.

[[div class="archivist"]]
ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: Vivian Scout spent decades chasing Zwist, and they developed a sort of rapport. Friendly enemies. This is a fragment of a conversation I held with Zwist after Viv's funeral; I suspect the occasion made him more reflective and forthcoming than he might otherwise have been.
[[/div]]

[[div class="blockquote" style="font-family: courier"]]
FILE: 
97-zwist-further.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed interview

DATE: 
5 April 1997

FONDS:
H.R. Blank, Chair, Archives and Revision Section, Site-43
T. Zwist
[[/div]]

[[div class="blockquote"]]
//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<Zwist is staring out at Lake Huron. Dr. Blank is standing beside him. Both have been silent for several minutes.>//

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** Where does it come from? 

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** The St. Lawrence Seaway.

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** Cryptomancy. What's the source of that power? 

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** The universe of inner worlds. The //spiritus mundi.//

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** That's what Yeats called it. 

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** Did he? I learned it from my master. 

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** I wonder where he learned it from. 

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** I came here to mourn a loss which... Which is too new to me to be real, mercifully. I don't want to dredge up reliable old horrors. 

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** I need to know what we're facing, if the wellspring you tapped into still exists. 

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** As I told you, it was a moment of weakness. 

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** It was a moment of //power.// More power than I think any memeticist has ever wielded. More than was required to put the Frontispiece[[span class="fnnum"]].[[/span]][[span class="fncon"]]SCP-001-PICKMAN/BLANK; see later entry in this file.[[/span]] in place. What? 

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** Nothing.

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** //What?//

//<Dr. Blank sighs in frustration.>//

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** Come on, Zwist. Is it really just the collective unconscious? Did you bend every living brain in 1645 to damn the Germans? Because if you did, you might be a worse monster than the one I'm thinking of. 

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** Monster. 

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** That's right. I'm not cleared to know about them, not yet, but I saw a lot of files when I became the top archivist, and I know what a document gap looks like when I see one. Back when Viv was chasing you, he was chasing someone else too. Someone who'd been running from one side of history to the other. 

//<Zwist shakes his head.>//

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** I was only an apprentice.

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** But? 

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** But I did hear stories. 

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** Tell me one. 

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** They called him The Will. He was a stranger who came from parts unknown, before there was the guild. Before there was magic. And he said, "I am the source. I am //structure.// You will write me into the bones of the Earth, and you will master it."

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** And then what? He taught them how to access the collective unconscious? 

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** No. He ripped open his mind for them, and placed some part in each. 

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** What? 

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** He carved himself up and let them consume him. And then he went away to heal, as they learned to commune with the //spiritus mundi.// And the moment they connected, they poisoned the spring.

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** Poisoned...?

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** What was him entered into all of us. He became a vulnerability. An attachment to his designs. When my master and the others worked their magic, it was that chink in the armour they targeted. 

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** That... is. That is a reliable //new// horror.

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** For you.

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** Do you know where he ended up? Physically, I mean.

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** No. But I think Vivian did. 

[[span class="harry"]]**Dr. Blank[[/span]]:** I wish I could ask him. 

[[span class="thilo"]]**Zwist[[/span]]:** If I could speak to my friend one last time, I would use my chance much more wisely than that.

//<Excerpt ends.>//
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ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: I made a note to talk to our experts on this matter, then found there was nobody who could speak to it. cf. the later interview with Wheeler to see where the thread leads.
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Cross-Reference, SCP-5494
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**[[[SCP-5494]]]** is a race of aquatic big cats known as 'Mishepeshu' in Anishnaabe mythology, occupying the Great Lakes generally and Lake Huron in particular. These creatures enjoy a cautiously neutral relationship with the indigenous peoples of the region, but react violently to the presence of outsiders. During the construction of surface facilities for Site-43, multiple SCP-5494 attacks on Foundation personnel resulted in a policy of cooperation with First Nations groups and the creation of Nexus-94 to encompass their communities; these actions coincided with an end to the attacks.
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[[row]]
[[cell style="border: 1px solid black; padding-left: 12px; padding-right: 12px;"]]
**Connection to SCP-001:** See below.

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    name=https://scp-sandbox-3.wdfiles.com/local--files/harry-blank-10/5494.jpg|
    caption=SCP-5494, as seen from Intake Point-94.|
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[[div class="archivist"]]
ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: Ilse Reynders is the only person both alive and sane to have witnessed the original Mishepeshu attacks, for reasons outlined in the SCP-5616 cross-reference.
[[/div]]

[[div class="blockquote" style="font-family: courier"]]
FILE: 
asc-ilse-lords.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed conversation

DATE: 
14 July 2023

FONDS:
I.D. Reynders, Chief, Acroamatic Abatement Section, Site-43
All-Sections Chief, Site-43
[[/div]]

[[div class="blockquote"]]
//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<The All-Sections Chief and Dr. Reynders are standing in Intake Point-94, on the bed of Lake Huron. They are looking out from a large dome of plate glass; in the darkness without, the serpentine forms of numerous SCP-5494 instances can be seen swimming.>//

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Wynn was always convinced there was a scientific explanation for their behaviour.

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** I understand he still returns to the topic now and again. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** I'd love to be able to give him a concrete answer. Something to ground him. 

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** Well. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** You have a theory? 

//<She smiles.>//

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** I guess you would.

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** It isn't mine. But I've heard a few things over the years. 

//<A school of fish swim past the glass.>//

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** The Lords of the Beneath World were never known to consume their victims before the Foundation arrived. They pulled people into the lake to drown them. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Right. 

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** We've been operating on the assumption that they reject the Foundation so utterly, we're so far outside of their cultural context, that they reserve for us a unique aberrant behaviour.

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** It took us ages to figure out what was even attacking us. I talked to the locals while Wynn talked to the folklorists, and nobody knew anything about a big cat that ate people whole. 

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** I know you were there, but it's so hard to keep that in mind sometimes. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** It's like another life for me. Circa 2 B.I.

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** Before Incinerator.

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Yeah. 

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** Well, the story I heard goes slightly farther back. Scout came to the cave where he found the Unyielding in 1941. A month before that, a white poacher was found all chewed up on Ipperwash Beach.

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Nobody told us about that. 

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** Why should they? No reason to trust you. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** They didn't tell the authorities?

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** You mean their Indian Agent? Or the RCMP? Or OSAT?

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Fair point. 

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** Probably they'd be blamed, and some political luminary would demand the Chippewas lose their land rights in favour of a settler game reserve.

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Probably so. But if they were already eating people before we showed up... doesn't that just mean they were rejecting colonial society at large, rather than just the Foundation?

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** I don't think so. It was only this one incident, shortly before the Foundation turned up. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Looking for the brothers. 

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** Precisely. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** You think the Mishepeshu were riled up by their presence? 

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** That's what I think. 

//<They watch the serpent-cats frolic in the dark for several seconds.>//

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Why? 

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** Why would they react so strongly? 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Yes.

[[span class="nim"]]**All-Sections Chief[[/span]]:** Perhaps the brothers are even more alien to this place than the white man and his Foundation.

//<Excerpt ends.>//
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[[div class="archivist"]]
ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: I've always assumed that the brothers savaged each other before their containment, and that was why Scout found them both injured. It seems equally likely now that the Mishepeshu tore them to shreds on the waterfront. It's also a much more gratifying image.
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Cross-Reference, SCP-5520
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**[[[SCP-5520]]]** is former Co-Director and former Chief of Acroamatic Abatement at Site-43 Dr. Wynn Rhys Rydderech. As the result of numerous exposures to anomalous substances over the course of his long career, Dr. Rydderech has become a Class-III reality bender suffering from extreme psychosis and depersonalization. He resides in a cavern beneath Site-43, in which he has constructed a vast refinery complex known as Acroamatic Abatement Facility AAF-W. A dedicated computer terminal in Facility AAF-A allows communication with Dr. Rydderech; though his mental state is highly variable, he has proven a vital consultation resource and all requests for his humane decommissioning have been refused by the Overseer Council.
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[[row]]
[[cell style="border: 1px solid black; padding-left: 12px; padding-right: 12px;"]]
**Connection to SCP-001:** See below.

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[[div class="blockquote" style="font-family: courier"]]
FILE: 
rydderech-scout-unyielding.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed interview

DATE: 
15 November 1974

FONDS:
V.L. Scout, Director Emeritus, Site-43
W.R. Rydderech, Co-Director Emeritus, Site-43
[[/div]]

[[div class="blockquote"]]
//<Excerpt begins.>//

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**It was yesterday.**
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[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** What was? 

[[div class="page"]]
**That's how people remember. They make the past into yesterday.**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You mean, as in "I remember it like it was yesterday?"

[[div class="page"]]
**Is that how it goes?**
[[/div]]

[[div class="page"]]
**Oh dear.**
[[/div]]

[[div class="page"]]
**Well, it's years long gone down here now. I'm going to make the most of it.**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** What year, Wynn?

[[div class="page"]]
**You were always so cross with me over this. I played it off as jealousy, but of course you were afraid. For me.**
[[/div]]

[[div class="page"]]
**Back then I set my own rules. You never asserted. You trusted me.**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I still trust you. 

[[div class="page"]]
**You shouldn't. I'm not all me anymore.**
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[[div class="page"]]
**He was fascinated by me. I didn't understand why. But he was angry, too. I was disorganized. Jumping from conclusion to conclusion. Scatterbrained.**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Who are we talking about? 

[[div class="page"]]
**You let me alone, but I think you knew it wouldn't end well. Rock and a hard place. You couldn't stop me, so we kept pushing. And it all blew up in my face. It's all blowing up right now. If I still had to breathe, I wouldn't be.**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You're talking about the Unyielding. You're talking about the day you were both caught in a containment breach.

[[div class="page"]]
**It all happens so fast. He's remonstrating. He says "I almost think you're resisting the knowledge on purpose," and then a sort of cold light dawns in those grey eyes, and he says "or on //instinct,//" and then it all breaks loose. The pipe we're examining ruptures, and we're swimming in recondite material in seconds.**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** And he pushed you to the floor, so you could breathe.

[[div class="page"]]
**That's where I am now. And he's kneeling beside me, and you and Falkirk aren't at the glass yet, and he says something.**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You never mentioned this. 

[[div class="page"]]
**It was never like yesterday before. I'm only now remembering.**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** What is he saying? 

[[div class="page"]]
**"So this is his choice, then."**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** What does that mean? 

[[div class="page"]]
**I'm going to send the gas up to you. You can analyze it.**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You created it, Wynn. It will dissipate once it leaves your vicinity. 

[[div class="page"]]
**Is that what happens to my words, too?**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** No. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Wynn, no.

[[div class="page"]]
**I'm speaking into the void. I can //see// it.**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I'm here, Wynn. I'm listening.

[[div class="page"]]
**I understand.**
[[/div]]

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Good. 

[[div class="page"]]
**The gas is real, but you aren't.**
[[/div]]

//<Excerpt ends.>//
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So, that would seem to confirm that SCP-001-UNYIELDING knew its brother was planning something, and chose to allow it to happen.
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I think it's worse than that.
I've got Falkirk's testimony before Scout and the review board in here, don't I?
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FILE: 
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TYPE: 
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DATE: 
19 June 1960

FONDS:
E.S. Falkirk
V.L. Scout, Director Emeritus, Site-43
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//<Excerpt begins.>//

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] It was his own fault.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Explain what you mean by that. 

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] He was sloppy, sir. I know you don't want to hear that, but he was. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I want to know what happened to him, researcher. I do not require your baseless editorializing.

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] I worked with him for three years. I'd call that a strong basis. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** And what did you see over those three years that would lead you to blame Dr. Rydderech for his own misfortune?

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] Every time he was working on something, he had the next three projects in mind. He could never focus on what was in front of him. Always the big picture, never the details. Me, I like to know everything I can about something so I can decide the best strategy for using or neutralizing it. Him? He was consumed by the scope of it all, he wanted to know everything at once and fix all the problems himself, in one fell swoop. That made him an unsafe worker. It made him dangerous to work for. And it meant he got exposed to just about everything well beyond the safety tolerances. Probably enough to kill him in every case, except that he'd built up something like an immunity over the years. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Until, I imagine you're suggesting, he was so suffused with this material that it had changed who he was at the core. 

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] That's right. Changed him until he wasn't even human. You know, I hear he'd been like this as far back as Vienna. Inhaled God knows what in those old plants before they even really understood hazardous materials safety. That wasn't a man I was working for. It was a gestalt of every anomaly that ever ran through the pipes of Area-21 and Site-43. And sir? You let it happen, as much as he did. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Go on.

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] You never once tried to rein him in. You let him treat our refineries as his personal fiefdom. Complete control to do as he would, even though you knew he was a man who made poor decisions. A sick man, even before he became ill.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Must I prompt you to explain every--

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] You know what I'm talking about. Everyone knows. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** State it outright, then. Make your allegation, or at least make yourself useful to this inquiry. 

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] I already know nothing I say or do is going to change the //status quo// around here. I've lived through two World Wars. I know when a regime isn't ready to change yet. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Then tell me what you actually know. You claim to have witnessed cases of Wynn... of Dr. Rydderech failing to observe proper safety protocols. Give me an example. 

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] You've seen it yourself. You were there. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** This circular--

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] When he took one of those other old perverts out of its cage, and let it run the sanitarium for a day. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** His experiments with the Unyielding--

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] That beast knew the pipe was going to burst. I think it caused the accident. And I think you do, too. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** The Unyielding strengthens containment. It doesn't make pipes burst. 

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] Maybe it talked its brother into it. I don't think they're nearly as opposed as the rest of you do. Either way, I'm sure they were thrilled when your //friend// Dr. Rydderech got gas-swamped.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** The Unyielding saved Dr. Rydderech from that accident, you'll recall. 

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] Exactly. It didn't want him dead. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** What, then? 

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] It wanted to see what he'd become. 

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="eddie"]]**Dr. Falkirk:**[[/span]] You could have prevented this, Director. May you never fail another human being the way you failed this man you profess to love.

//<Excerpt ends.>//
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Dr. Falkirk is hardly an unbiased source, Dr. Blank.
He always despised Dr. Scout.
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Yeah. But I think he's got a point about the brothers.
Nhung thinks the Unyielding knew in general. Lillian thinks he knew specifics.
Me? I'm with ratfuck. I think they plotted the whole thing out from first principles.
And I certainly wouldn't put it past them to have treated a living human being as an experiment.
Particularly with what we later found out about the Unyielding's activities in the last century.
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It's just so sad what happened to Dr. Rydderech.
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There's always hope, Clio.
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Didn't you promise Dr. Scout you'd find a way to reach him?
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I did. Allan and I.
It's just...
It's hard.
The Council doesn't want us interacting beyond the Work.
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I suppose we all make sacrifices.
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Or have them made for us.
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Sorry to interrupt, sir.
You have a consultation request incoming.
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Okeydoke.
Peg the documents I just read to this part of the file, and I'll work them in properly later.
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Done!
Connecting you with Research and Experimentation...
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Hey Dr. Blank.
Pursuit and Suppression is bringing in a new humanoid within the hour, and I'm on intake.
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It's sweet of you to think of your dear old dad in these troubled times.
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Okay then.
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That was sweet.
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Yeah.
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Dr. Blank?
Should we continue with the cross-referencing?
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That interruption put me off my game.
I've never been any good at resuming interrupted work.
Show me Scout's intake interviews with the brothers, from '41.
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FILE: 
001-blank-intake-b.txt

TYPE: 
Digital transcription of analog audio

DATE: 
1 April 1941

FONDS: 
V.L. Scout, Director Emeritus, Site-43
M. Strauss, Chief Emeritus, Security and Containment Section, Site-43
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//<Transcript begins.>//

//<SCP-001-UNYIELDING is receiving medical attention in a cave beneath Ipperwash Provincial Park. A temporary containment Outpost has been erected in the cave.>//

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Why are you still here?

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I wanted to be sure you were stable. You're the biggest fish I've ever caught.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Do you intend to gut me?

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I prefer to ask questions. It's a much more pleasant means of extraction.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** I've already given you something no man has ever possessed.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Except you.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** I meant what I said.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You're no man?

//<Dr. Scout clicks his tongue.>//

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** A half-man, then? As Yeats put it.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** His perspective was limited. I'm hoping you will be a more capable ally.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Ally.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** That's right. Against my brother.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Why?

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Because he's going to ruin everything, and I can't hold him back any longer.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Define 'everything'.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Yes. I do.

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Is that glass bulletproof, Dr. Scout?

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** No.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Tell one of your men to put a bullet in it.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Strauss?

//<A single gunshot, and the sound of muffled cracking.>//

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** That's interesting.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** You didn't even ask me why. That is also interesting.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I assumed it was for demonstration purposes. What precisely did you just demonstrate?

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** How do you measure the efficiency of that generator?

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Voltage and gas consumption, I imagine.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** You track these things?

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** We do.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** I should get a report, if I were you.

//<Muffled conversation for several minutes.>//

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Very interesting. Am I to understand you're responsible for these... deviations?

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Yes. You and I, we have similar methods. Similar goals. Motivations. And this is our hour.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Do tell.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** We're at a novel point in history, doctor. New achievements in peace are within our grasp. Humanity can order its cosmos. And I can help.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You're placing yourself outside of humanity again.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Yes.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** But you're a noble sort of demon.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** My brother is the demon. All I want is to see you build.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Build what?

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Anything. You're all so inventive. You never stop accruing and accreting. I want to see how high you can climb. I want to see you master all that you survey.

//<Subject coughs.>//

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Speaking of masters...

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Yes?

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** I should like to speak with yours. I imagine they and I could have a very productive conversation.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I will make a note to pass that on.[[span class="fnnum"]].[[/span]][[span class="fncon"]]No record of any such correspondence on this topic between Dr. Scout and Overwatch Command, or the O5 Council, could be found.[[/span]] So, your brother. I take it we're dealing in equal and opposite forces here?

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Quite.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Then we ought to kill him?

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** You can't.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You've clearly been injured. You might be able to make glass bullet-resistant, but you obviously bleed.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** There's a limit. This is it.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Nobody lives forever. 

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Perhaps I don't live at all.

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Ask. If it will get you moving quicker.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I've been tracing you through history. Back as far as the middle ages.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Mmm.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** All those historical figures...

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Were they really me?

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** And your brother. Yes.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Yes. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Did you force the people around you to do what they did?

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** I set harmony in concrete. He seeded strife.

//<Subject grunts.>//

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** You're running out of time. He won't be caught out a second time.

**Chief Strauss:** We're ready to go on your order, sir.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Very well.

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Doctor?

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Yes?

[[span class="uny"]]**SCP-001-UNYIELDING[[/span]]:** Be sure your house is sound, before you invite him in.

//<Transcript ends.>//
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FILE: 
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TYPE: 
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DATE: 
1 April 1941

FONDS: 
V.L. Scout, Director Emeritus, Site-43
M. Strauss, Chief Emeritus, Security and Containment Section, Site-43
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//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<SCP-001-UNCONTAINED is standing at the back wall of its temporary containment chamber in the Ipperwash Beach cave. Dr. Scout is sitting at a table, examining his notes.>//

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** What shall we call you? 

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** People have applied many names to you through the years. This is your chance to go on the record, set them straight.

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I've been waiting a long time to make your--

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** He told you the Words.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Yes. 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** Why? 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** He didn't say. We didn't force them out, if that's what you're thinking. 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I wasn't thinking that. You can't make him do anything he doesn't want to do. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You're speaking as an authority?

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** No. //He's// the authority. The judge. The arbiter. He makes the calls.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Not on my court.

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** You're not in your court anymore. You're in his. And he's as capricious an overlord as you'll find. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You have a lot to say about him. Why don't we talk about you instead? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** Because he's the wheel that breaks. I'm only the wooden shoe that stops it spinning.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Is that what you'd like me to call you? I could add "the Shoe" to your long list of epithets.

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I don't care what you say or do. You have no power over me. No-one does.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** There's a man not far from here who gets to decide what you have for breakfast. There's a minor functionary somewhere who set the dress code you're adhering to. 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** This is an interval. On the scale at which I operate, our acquaintance won't even register.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I'm sure you'll feel the seconds tick past anyway. Especially if you intend to spend them sulking.

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I have only to blink, doctor, and I will miss you.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I have only to say the words, and you will miss however long an interval I choose. 

//<Silence on recording.>// 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I can see you're troubled. Would you like to talk about why? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I always knew he had it in him to do something like this. I just never imagined it would happen over something so petty.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Why did he betray you, do you think?

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** Because he thinks he can win. If he uses you. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Uses us how? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** As you would use a handkerchief to polish your spectacles. Take it out when you need it, return it to darkness when you don't. And dispose of it when it's worn through. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** We have him in a cell. He's not using us. 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** Two statements with opposite meaning. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** That's what you two are, isn't it? Two ways of looking at the world. 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** Two ways of shaping it. His way, or the highwayman. Over-reach or understanding. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You've been having a philosophical debate, and using real human beings as your... hypotheticals. 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** It was instructive, once. Then at least it was fun. Now it's not even that. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Is that why you confronted each other? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I was tired of the chase. It's never gone on this long before.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** What do you mean? Do you switch sides occasionally? Or make truces? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** No.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Then what do you //mean?// 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** You know, it's the first time we ever really came to blows? In all those years. I half expected him to cry.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You usually fight by proxy.

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** Yes. We have that in common with your Foundation. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I am no proxy. I simply want what the Foundation wants. 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** We all want to shape humanity. The difference is, I fight alongside the people who believe as I do. My brother sees them only as tools. That's how he sees you, and now you're tightening the screws for him.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** I was surprised he would expose your vulnerability. 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** None are so desperate in a pinch as those who imagine themselves strong. A dictator in a coup has all the grace of a raccoon in a closed dumpster. He'd do anything to get out.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You had the advantage of him recently? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I set him free from his latest cocoon. He was not appreciative.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You seem to have a strange relationship. 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** You want to know where the Words came from.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Of course. 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I'm not going to tell you. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Of course not. But how is it that you've never traded these Words of yours before? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** We made a pact not to use them. A pact he apparently broke.

//<The Uncontained laughs bitterly.>//

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** And he calls me the inconstant one.
 
[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** When did you make this pact?

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** When we were young, and the world was against us both. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** When was that? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** A long time ago. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Centuries? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** A very long time ago.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Seeing as he gave me your Words, could you give me his? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I could. But I won't.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** Why not? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** Because I'm still not him. Even if he has me surrounded.

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** There isn't much of a distinction to be made. And if he's already betrayed you, wouldn't you like an insurance policy? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I never wanted power over anyone. I won't give you power over him. Not even for my own gain. 

[[span class="viv"]]**Dr. Scout[[/span]]:** You might find it a very good idea to be cooperative. You're going to be trapped down here for a long, long time.

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** Oh, we aren't trapped here at all. 

//<Silence on recording.>// 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** We're only visitors.

//<Excerpt ends.>//
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I don't know who's manipulating who anymore.
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It seems to me like they're just playing it by ear.
Like there's no overall plan that stays the same from decade to decade.
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You're not wrong.
Okay, palate cleansed.
Let's get back to drawing connections.
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Sure you're not just avoiding the main narrative, sir?
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So, cross-references.
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**[[[SCP-5751]]]** is the anomalous manifestation of additional items in disc-based storage medium collections after the death of a collection's owner, containing previously deleted material reflecting poorly on said owner. 
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**Connection to SCP-001:** See below.

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ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: This is part of a longer conversation between Chief Ibanez and her stepmother, Ursula Gallegos, in the restored village of Zevala. Zevala is an offshoot of the City of Aph (the origin point of a race of 'micamancers' boasting thaumaturgic control of granular matter). Our Dr. Okorie is descended from the Queen of Aph. Both civilizations have recently begun diplomatic relations with the Foundation, so the following text is part of a wider effort to understand their histories and cultures and how those things relate to SCP-001.
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FILE: 
zev-del-ursula.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed interview

DATE: 
5 May 2024

FONDS:
D. Ibanez, Chief, Pursuit and Suppression Section, Site-43
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//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<Ursula Gallegos, lineal descendant of the Prophets of the Severed Halls, is seated at her kitchen table in the village of Zevala. Chief Ibanez is seated across from her.>//

[[span class="del"]]**Chief Ibanez[[/span]]:** Is there a reason none of this is written down?

[[span class="ursula"]]**Ursula[[/span]]:** Yes. The memory of a people can be lost while the people yet remain, if it is committed to paper in place of memory. An oral tradition lasts as long as there are mouths to speak it.

[[span class="del"]]**Chief Ibanez[[/span]]:** My historian friend tells me I'm supposed to take that seriously.

[[span class="ursula"]]**Ursula[[/span]]:** Thank him for me.

[[span class="del"]]**Chief Ibanez[[/span]]:** He'll thank himself by including that line in the transcript, probably. Uh... okay. He had something he wanted to ask you about that.

[[span class="ursula"]]**Ursula[[/span]]:** Please.

[[span class="del"]]**Chief Ibanez[[/span]]:** Written records predate the Prophets. You, as a group, didn't exist before documents were a thing. That's not usually the case for oral traditions.

[[span class="ursula"]]**Ursula[[/span]]:** I see what you're getting at. Yes, we had a different way, once. The nice thing about telling stories is that everyone who knows them can keep the telling honest. We reinforce each other's memories. In the old way, when we did indeed have things written down, there was a method of ensuring the same thing happened.

[[span class="del"]]**Chief Ibanez[[/span]]:** Yeah?

[[span class="ursula"]]**Ursula[[/span]]:** A little of the magic that went into us, we put into a sort of safety mechanism. A way of checking the validity of the records, of ensuring nothing was omitted. A very unforgiving kind of mnemonic device. Those who sought to bury the truth soon saw their own misdeeds spotlighted without mercy.

[[span class="del"]]**Chief Ibanez[[/span]]:** Sounds pretty effective.

[[span class="ursula"]]**Ursula[[/span]]:** I am told that it was.

//<Ursula smiles.>//

[[span class="ursula"]]**Ursula[[/span]]:** And since that story is passed down by word of mouth, it's my parents, grandparents, great-grandparents and the rest telling me, so it must be true.

[[span class="del"]]**Chief Ibanez[[/span]]:** Uh huh. So, why stop? Did something happen to make you choose a different method of remembering?

[[span class="ursula"]]**Ursula[[/span]]:** Yes. 

[[span class="del"]]**Chief Ibanez[[/span]]:** Which was...?

[[span class="ursula"]]**Ursula[[/span]]:** Forgetting everything. A forced forgetting. When the Queen of Aph threw us out of our ancestral home, she destroyed most of our archives. Some of the oldest paintings on the cave walls survived, as you know, but our more rigorous records were irretrievably lost.

[[span class="del"]]**Chief Ibanez[[/span]]:** We're talking a burning library here?

[[span class="ursula"]]**Ursula[[/span]]:** No. Paper is too ephemeral. We wanted our prophecies to last. We engraved our memories on stone, and the Queen ground them all to dust. 

//<She frowns.>//

[[span class="ursula"]]**Ursula[[/span]]:** Perhaps that dust still floats in the old halls. Perhaps it might still be retrieved. More likely the old bat threw it out the window between worlds, or let it smear across the Nevermeant like a contrail as Aph last fell. You should ask Udo.

[[span class="del"]]**Chief Ibanez[[/span]]:** I'll have to do that. So, stone tablets?

[[span class="ursula"]]**Ursula[[/span]]:** No. History is not all straight lines and corners, turning points, the way your scientists would have it. We are slaves to the gyres, Delfina, and history is a cycle. We inscribed our memories on stone discs.

 //<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="del"]]**Chief Ibanez[[/span]]:** I am having the most ridiculous thought right now.

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At times like these I like to remind myself that there are over nine thousand SCP files that don't have direct connections to this 001.
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**[[[SCP-5866]]]** is a thoughtform of the ancient Babylonian goddess Tiamat, empowered and freed from containment by rogue Foundation Senior Researcher in Theology and Teleology Dr. Brenda Corbin. 
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FILE: 
nass-accuse.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed interview

DATE: 
23 January 2021

FONDS:
M. Nass, Chair, Theology and Teleology Section, Site-43
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//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<SCP-001-UNCONTAINED is seated. Dr. Michael Nass, Chair of Theology and Teleology, enters the containment chamber. He remains standing.>//

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I recognize that look. You've come to blame me for something again. 

 [[span class="mike"]]**Dr. Nass[[/span]]:** Did you do it? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** You haven't even told me what it is. 

 [[span class="mike"]]**Dr. Nass[[/span]]:** Yeah. Did you do it? 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** Yes. 

 [[span class="mike"]]**Dr. Nass[[/span]]:** Okay. Now tell me what you did. 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I abated that terrible psychic asbestos you swaddled your charming new arrival in. 

 [[span class="mike"]]**Dr. Nass[[/span]]:** You degraded the telekill sheathing around 5866's chamber.

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** Police are such poets.

 [[span class="mike"]]**Dr. Nass[[/span]]:** How would you characterize this act?

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I let two kindred souls connect. 

 [[span class="mike"]]**Dr. Nass[[/span]]:** Brenda plotted with the dragon from the comfort of her bed. Because her time was running out, and she wanted to see something magical before she died. 

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I think it was very sweet of me. 

 [[span class="mike"]]**Dr. Nass[[/span]]:** Helping her free Tiamat? Or putting the cancer in her brain? 

//<Silence on recording.>// 

 [[span class="mike"]]**Dr. Nass[[/span]]:** I know what you are.

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** I know that you do. 

 [[span class="mike"]]**Dr. Nass[[/span]]:** You were hoping they'd spring you in the process.

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** Gratitude is dead. 

 [[span class="mike"]]**Dr. Nass[[/span]]:** I hope that dragon comes back and bites your head off, some day.

//<SCP-001-UNCONTAINED chuckles.>//

[[span class="unc"]]**SCP-001-UNCONTAINED[[/span]]:** That would be exciting. I love nothing more than a rogue variable.

//<Excerpt ends.>//
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ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: Dr. Corbin and Tiamat have only been sighted once since their escape. I like to think this one might have been a blunder on the Uncontained's part; she might have betrayed the Foundation, and she might have been a big fan of The Smiths, but I still don't think Brenda would be totally on board with the end of the world.
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**[[[SCP-5977]]]** is the spontaneous appearance of load-bearing members in structures undergoing collapse. These members resemble various bears, and are manifested by GoI-5464 ("Obearwatch Command") for ostensibly altruistic reasons. 
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Yeah, they can't all be winners.
I'd like to rewind a bit. Right to the earliest point.
Get me Scout's journal entry about first realizing the brothers existed, and then the suppressed dissertation entries I flagged for later review.
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"Belief is a tonic which refreshes the glass."

It was vanity first revealed them to me. Immersed in the history of labour, dogging a peculiar figure named Kempfer through forty years of English politics, working on my interminable dissertation. Uncovering traces of a thing I could not yet name but which stuck no less stickily in my teeth for it. This Kempfer was a factory owner and jovial despiser of agitators, breaker of strikes and forger of chains. He was also fond of quotation. He quoted the Psar of Eidenveld -- "Man speaks only when alone; all packs are dogs" -- and my brain very nearly snapped in two.

What was Eidenveld? What was a Psar? 

This took me months to puzzle out. Apocrypha and palimpsests, single-issue tomes of lore in rare book libraries frequented by none. Eidenveld, it transpired, had been a European nation nestled in the crook of Austria-Hungary, Germany, Italy and France. It was not Switzerland; Switzerland had not existed when Eidenveld had. Its Psar had made a very strange decision centuries before my birth, and his Psardom had vanished so completely that the fabric of the Earth twisted and knotted itself to fill up the sudden gap, as had the minds of those upon it. The nation of neutrality was an adhesive bandage over the worst of the wound. Eidenveld was known by no Earthly man, now, so this Kempfer could not be one if the Psar's words still rang in his ears.

Of course, I now know he had himself been that Psar. Perhaps he spoke the words that called a realm of some twenty thousand serfs into the sucking void to win a bet, or gain a square on the eternal chess board. An act of spite against the Veldian cleric who had once said this of revolution: "Only the dry grass burns." Those words found their way into the mouth of one Piotr Selenikov, master of the mystics who resurrected Grigori Rasputin to put paid to the rogue princes and challenge the inconstant Romanovs. Time and again the monsters became quotations of themselves, keeping elided pasts alive, shadows of shadows paler and paler, mere woodcuts, impressions of what had once been new and vibrant, and by their borrowed words I knew them.

"Belief is a tonic which refreshes the glass," one of them told an audience of ravening Daeva, bloody knives aloft, and then a blink of his eternal eye later the coven of the Last Guillotine in Algiers. I don't know which one it was, and it doesn't matter. This is how I came to know them.

Humanity needs to believe in something. That something also needs us to believe. To remember. To keep it in our hearts and minds. It needs this the way we need oxygen. And old needs run deeper.

The very old are very arrogant, and very hungry. So long as this is so, I will never fail to find their worm-holes in the rough bark of history.

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-- Vivian Scout
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[[span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: 120%;"]]his son Buqa command of an army capable of "crossing the greatest of divides"; Buqa and this horde disappeared, however, before the great Khan's death.^^71^^ No impression of their borrowed heraldry is extant.[[/span]]

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[[span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: 120%;"]]**//Giftschreiber// and the Dannebrog**[[/span]]

[[span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: 120%;"]]1219. A stranger raises his hands to the sky, as arrows clatter on the parapets of //Castrum Danorum// all around him. His attendants raise a blank banner over the field of battle below, falling one by one to the Estonian assault. The sky flashes, as with lightning, but there is no strike. A gust of wind tears the banner aloft, and the sky flashes again... and the banner flutters to earth again, blood red with a white cross. An omen of victory. The stranger lowers his hands, and the last of his attendants dies content in the knowledge that the battle will be won. The Estonians are gripped with a mortal terror on beholding the cross, and the red drives Valdemar's warriors into a frenzy from which they will not emerge until the last pagan has quit the field. "Behold," the stranger cries. "Their feet know the lie in their hearts." We will encounter this sentiment again.^^72^^[[/span]]

[[span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: 120%;"]]The above account appears in an early draft of Book 7 of the //Gesta Danorum,// one of Saxo Grammaticus' dubious histories of the Danes. This fragment, once preserved at the Royal Danish Library, has disappeared since I first consulted it. Its contents are not properly replicated elsewhere. Grammaticus changes the details considerably in the final editions of the //Gesta,// replacing the 'stranger' with the Archbishop of Lund and removing the mention of flag-bearers on the ground; in this version the flag seemingly originates in the sky, sent from heaven as a sign of god's favour. The existence of the earlier fragment was attested in a //giftschreiber// pamphlet circulating in Byzantium two years later, as proof of the services the order could provide for pretenders to the Nicaean throne.^^73^^ That pamphlet, too, has been misplaced; I am assured that it never even existed, a mere cataloguing error, which would be more convincing had I not once held it in my hand.[[/span]]

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[[span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: 120%;"]]William Shakespeare has a problem. 

He's made an enemy of aspiring playwright Peter Gought -- by penning a scathing, if anonymous, review of Gough's most recent work, //Apollo and Artemis// --  and the rustic upstart is exacting a slow and cruel revenge. The actors in //The Tragedy of King Lear// were supplied with alternate lines so apparently vile and blasphemous that much of the audience went spontaneously blind, and Church worthies exerted their influence to ban publication of the racy text.^^139^^ Something similar in //Hamlet's// soliloquys arrested the audience where they stood or sat, so that none could move when the revel was over; toffs had to be pried out of the gallery benches and groundlings corralled out of the standing-only Yard to clear the Globe for evening clean-up. One and all proclaimed, on both occasions, that the prose was most certainly to blame.^^140^^ None could articulate why, not even that most articulate of all English playwrights.[[/span]]

[[span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: 120%;"]]That Gought was responsible, Shakespeare had no doubt.^^141^^ The two had once been friends, had even written a few plays together, though of course no fragment remains of those. They had learned their trade side-by-side, but both had rejected the methods of their tutors, preferring to attempt more experimental explorations of their ever-evolving language.^^142^^ "Advice, after all," Gought was recorded as saying in 1603, "is tyranny."^^143^^[[/span]]

[[span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: 120%;"]]Where Gought sought death for all tyrants, however, his friend soon turned to the lionization of monarchs. This insult he would not brook long; it has been suggested,^^144^^ albeit without proof, that Gought's ban from the Globe in 1612 was reprisal for an attempt on Shakespeare's life. The latter took refuge in his work, beset by constant fear of his erstwhile colleague, until now he stood at the precipice. The play was //Henry VIII,// and the incendiary insertions to which the author was not privy would quite literally bring down the house.[[/span]]

[[span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: 120%;"]]It would take over a year to replace the theatre, by which time Gought had disappeared. If not for a curious occurrence on the Thames, when ferryman poet John Taylor was accosted by highwayman Julian[[/span]]

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These were just the references he found while he was looking at the //giftschreiber,// back when he thought their power over words was metaphorical -- as in, they were merely quite good at penning convincing metaphors.
When he joined the Foundation and started really looking into this stuff, his offices at Project CLIO were full of better examples.
I've always been surprised at how many of them are related to the anomalous, though.
They do pop up as mundane historical figures from time to time -- assuming our identifications are accurate -- but not nearly as often.
There's more on that later, I think.
Can you guess where I want to go from here?
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Attagirl. Make it five this time, there's a lot to get through.
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**[[[SCP-5618]]]** is a placeholder file only to be used in the event that the collapse of the present timeline is found to be imminent. In that event, the file will be populated with procedures for handling the transition to a new baseline reality by the Department of Temporal Anomalies.
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**Connection to SCP-001:** See below.

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FILE: 
forth-ilse-001.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed interview

DATE: 
10 April 2024

FONDS:
A. Forth, Director, Department of Temporal Anomalies
I.D. Reynders, Chief, Acroamatic Abatement Section, Site-43
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//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<Dr. Reynders and Dir. Forth are standing in the original Anomalous Documents Disposal Chamber at Acroamatic Abatement Facility AAF-A. It is empty, all furniture and fixtures having been destroyed by the rapid onset of time which freed Dr. Reynders from captivity.>//

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Heck of a place for a meeting.

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable, but I wanted somewhere we could talk freely. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** I don't associate this place with freedom.

//<Dir. Forth nods.>//

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** I'll ask my questions, and you can get out of here. Sound fair?

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** You're usually the silent partner.

//<Dir. Forth looks away, briefly.>//

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** That's less to do with me, and more to do with him. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Where //is// Xyank?

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** I don't know. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Is that why you're here? 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** Yes. That's the other reason I can talk freely. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** You don't trust him? 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** A story for later. There's some things I'd like to get settled right now. 

//<Dr. Reynders shrugs.>//

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Well, if I can help. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** You're probably the only one who can. Dr. Reynders, this is quite critical. In each of the 5243 dead timelines--

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Deadlines. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** Sure. In each Deadline, did your memories go all the way back to 2002?

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** Dr. Reynders? 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** I was outside of time. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** Sure. But did you remember the new course of history every time? 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** I...

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** What's wrong? 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** I was told not to talk about this. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** By who? 

//<She grimaces.>//

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** By Xyank? 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Yes. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** Fuck him. He's gone rogue. Won't even answer the Council. 

//<Dr. Reynders' eyes widen.>//

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** What, did he tell you all of space and time depended on you telling nobody? He loves pulling that nonsense. Ilse, you can tell me. If you can tell anyone, you can tell me. 

//<Dr. Reynders hesitates, then makes up her mind.>//

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** From 2002 onward, I could see all the Deadlines. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** //Really.//

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Yes. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** //That's// interesting. Not what I expected. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** What did you expect? 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** That every time a new deadline was formed...

//<She slaps her forehead.>//

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** What? 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** I was going to say, I thought you'd acquire the memories as soon as the new deadline was formed. But from the perspective of our present reality, of course they were all formed in 2002.

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Right. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** You're just special in that you could see them all along. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Lucky me. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** Did the Breach recur every year? 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** No. 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** No? 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** No. Just when the Survivors jumped into their alternate bodies, and lived out their year.

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** Ahh.

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** That means something to you? 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** It does. It means the Breach only shows up when the Uncontained and Unyielding are both present. 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** ...huh.

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** Right? 

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Right. Maybe? Yes. Interesting. What does it mean? 

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** I think it means two things. One, the Breach itself is part of 001. And two--

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** --both of them coming together can reset the timeline. And //three,// there's only one Uncontained, and only one Unyielding. Anywhere.

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** Oh. Wow. Hmm.

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Unless they exist in other full timelines, too.

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** You could ask the TAD.

[[span class="ilse"]]**Dr. Reynders[[/span]]:** Why don't you? 

//<Dir. Forth hesitates.>//

[[span class="allan"]]**Dir. Forth[[/span]]:** I just think you'll see them first.

//<Excerpt ends.>//
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ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: Of course, the TAD has steadfastly ignored all my consultation requests. But this revelation really is something. The Uns are universal isolates?
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Everybody's got secrets.
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I'll be out of a job soon anyway.
They'll figure out how to replace me with a computer.
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I promise to let you keep your chair!
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**[[[SCP-5054-EX]]]** is Charles Joseph Clark, sixteenth Prime Minister of Canada. Formerly SCP Foundation agent Charles Scrivens, the concept of Clark was anomalously inserted into the noösphere by Austrian cryptomancer Thilo Zwist in order to address a //giftschreiber// intervention in the 1979 Canadian federal election which resulted in no winning candidate, with no votes cast. Zwist's intervention also diverted the //giftschreiber//'s attention from Canada, at the cost of making Clark's Prime Ministership and the cryptomantic act creating it passively antimemetic; this effect only began to fade in 2021.
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**Connection to SCP-001:** See below.

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ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: This was found in Falkirk's belongings after his accident, and Overwatch posted it to us. It got lost in dead letters until long after it didn't matter anymore. So many wars won and lost by the reliability of the mail...
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FILE: 
falkirk-bragging.txt

TYPE: 
Memorandum

DATE: 
28 July 1999

FONDS:
E.S. Falkirk
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I'm going to keep this brief. I have no sentimental attachment to any of you, and all of you despise me. Both of these things are your fault. But I'm going to do this for you anyway, because in the broadest sense we want something similar. 

Continuity.

The //giftschreiber// cult still exists. Zwist didn't kill them off like he thought. They directly challenged our control of global politics and turned a Canadian federal election into an antimemetic mess, and we had to turn one of our agents into a fake Prime Minister to plug the hole. His name is Joe Clark. It used to be Charles Scrivens. 

You won't remember any of this for long after you turn off the recording. I'm the designated rememberer; it's been my little secret for a decade and a half. Everyone else forgot, because we got Thilo Zwist to make Clark immemorial, and he couldn't isolate it to just the //giftschreiber.// As a pleasant side-effect, our enemies lost all memory of us. They still haven't gotten it back, and Clark is just as much //persona non grata// as ever.

But that's not the important bit. That's not why we needed someone to keep all this in his head. 

What matters is that the //giftschreiber// first attacked Canada because of Site-43. They didn't know precisely where it was in the 60s, but they triangulated by causing chaos and tracking our responses. They were looking for Site-43 because they knew we have 001-A. And they wanted him back.

But I think there was a second goal in staging their electoral complication. And I think they achieved it. 

Inserting Clark into our minds and making Canada forgettable -- more forgettable than it already was -- required a monumental application of Zwist's ill-gotten powers. The first demonstration of their scale since Herbsthausen, and the only evidence that he can make these interventions with conscious intent and targeted results. 

So I wonder: did the //giftschreiber// scramble a federal election cycle just to see if Zwist was still in business? 

Do they have plans for him, and what he's capable of?
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Sometimes it's almost like he actually had some good intentions swimming around in that toxic soup he called a brain. It's a good lesson. 
Even bad people can care.
It's funny. 
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Old people always end up on one side of the gyre or the other. Individual or collective. Anarchy or tyranny. Falkirk would have had us all marching to his tune, if he'd had his way. 
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Alright, point made. I'm done rambling. 
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**[[[SCP-5162]]]** is a pair of linked anomalies: the //Weight,// a Jacobean galleon sunken in Forrestall's Lagoon on Lake Huron, and persistent nightmares characterized by feelings of overwhelming responsibility experienced by all who have encountered it. As the lagoon's physical location is passively antimemetic, SCP-5162 cannot be contained.
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**Connection to SCP-001:** See below.

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FILE: 
jen-karen.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed interview

DATE: 
1 August 2024

FONDS:
K.T. Elstrom, Chief, Administration and Oversight Section, Site-43
J. Vide, Junior Researcher, Archives and Revision Section, Site-43
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//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<Junior Researcher Vide is standing at the foot of Dr. Elstrom's desk, which is on a raised plinth in the centre of the main lobby of Administration and Oversight. Dr. Elstrom is behind said desk, typing on her personal terminal and not looking at Junior Researcher Vide.>//

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** How long have you been having these dreams?

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** I don't know. Decades.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** I have to ask...

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** I know the protocol. Do your job.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** Right. Well, uh, why didn't you report them until now?

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** I didn't report them at all. They didn't seem important, and they still don't. They aren't anomalous.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** With all due respect--

//<Dr. Elstrom briefly turns to glare at her.>//

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** I'm an interview subject. Respect doesn't come into it.

//<Junior Researcher Vide nods.>//

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** How could they not be anomalous, ma'am? You've seen the 5162 file.

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** I have.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** You know that Dr. Blank has been having these same dreams, for roughly the same space of time.

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** Your father places too much importance on symbolism. The dreams are, at most, very mild side-effects of a primary anomaly. They're not an anomaly in themselves, just the brain responding to an anomalous interaction.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** I'm not sure that's been proven, though.

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** We've been having those dreams since before we joined the Foundation. It's never mattered.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** I still think I would have told somebody.

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** Well, junior researcher, you're not me. And besides, he already knew.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** Who?

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** Your father.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** Dr. Blank, you mean.

//<Dr. Elstrom nods fractionally.>//

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** You think he already knew this was affecting you, too?

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** I know he did.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** How?

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** Because I saw him in the dreams.

//<She raises a finger.>//

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** Don't take that the wrong way. I only mean he was there, and he saw me, too.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** You had a shared vision?

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** You could characterize it that way, if you like.

//<She smirks slightly.>//

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** //He// didn't report that?

//<Junior Researcher Vide looks down at her notes.>//

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** No. He did not.

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** I wonder why.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** Maybe he thought he was dreaming you?

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** That would certainly explain why he didn't report it to the head of R&E.

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** Was it only the dream about the ship that you shared?

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** Yes. And only a few times, over the years.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** Were there other dreams?

//<Dr. Elstrom nods.>//

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** Many. The most recurring one was in Admin and Oversight. I was the only one on-duty, and there was a... some sort of flood, running through the bedrock above the third sublevel. I was trying to shore up the ceiling, to keep it from caving in. It's a big space, and I was all alone, running back and forth, stacking things on desks to... yes. To keep it all from falling down. The tiles were beginning to buckle, and there was water coming through at the edges.

//<She stops typing, but does not turn to face Junior Researcher Vide.>//

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** Water again. That's interesting.

//<Dr. Elstrom shrugs.>//

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** And weight. Do you know the origin of the dream-ship?

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** Only what's in the file.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** We've only found scattered additional records, but a picture is forming. Forrestall had a lot on his plate the year the //Weight// was constructed. It seems he was hushing up a massacre on Hersenschim Eiland, denying to high society that he was in thrall to a society of occultists, quashing labour revolts and fighting a hostile takeover by another shipping magnate. He was in Parliament. He was a hyperactive organ of Empire.

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** And?

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** And I think the //Weight// was some sort of Rosicrucian guilt sink for him. A vessel for his overwhelming sense of responsibility, projected into the New World where it couldn't hurt him.

//<Silence on recording.>//

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** Shipping magnate.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** That's right.

//<Dr. Elstrom turns to face Junior Researcher Vide.>//

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** He didn't make the ship to bear his guilt, junior researcher. That's too pat and simple. He built it to //trade//.

[[span class="jen"]]**Junior Researcher Vide[[/span]]:** Trade his guilt? Trade it for what? What did he get in return?

//<Dr. Elstrom stands.>//

[[span class="karen"]]**Dr. Elstrom[[/span]]:** You're right. I should have reported the dreams.

//<Excerpt ends.>//

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ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: Forrestall was almost certainly the Unyielding.

I never had the courage to ask Karen if she was really there. But that's not the horrifying part, it's just sad.

The horrifying part is, the dream we shared was in one of the Deadlines. I don't remember sharing it in baseline. 

Does the part of the Unyielding inside of me connect to this reality, even when I'm not here? Or are the anomalies it creates strong enough to bridge that divide? 

Could Karen have that dream here, and share it with Jennifer's actual father? 
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**[[[SCP-5956]]]** is the Retrocausally-Engineered Intertemporal Synchronization of Noetic Ordinality (REISNO) Cannon, a device designed and constructed by Dr. Placeholder McDoctorate to allow the user to convey information to their past self. To preserve causality, use of this device is restricted to placing 'calls' which have already been received in the past.
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ARCHIVIST'S NOTE: This device is caught up in so many temporal loops by now that reality would implode if something happened to it. 

The security implications of this question are terrifying. Luckily, the security implications of the Cannon are already terrifying, so none of us are allowed access to it. We don't have any calls left to make anyway. 
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FILE: 
placehammer-cannon.txt

TYPE: 
Transcribed conversation

DATE: 
9 December 2021

FONDS:
L.S. Lillihammer, Chair Emeritus, Memetics and Countermemetics Section, Site-43
P. McDoctorate, Esoteric Polymath, Site-87
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//<Excerpt begins.>//

//<Dr. Lillihammer is leaning down, examining a corridor wall in Memetics and Countermemetics. Its surface is covered in apertures, forming a long Menger sponge. She is holding a paintball gun in one hand.>//

//<Dr. McDoctorate is standing some distance away, watching her warily.>//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** How strong is it? 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** You're doing that thing again. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** Which thing? You say I have several things. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** That's true. It's either the thing where you resume a conversation that ended hours or days or weeks ago without warning, or the thing where you expect me to respond to things that are in your head with only the slightest of verbal cues. 

//<Dr. Lillihammer shrugs, and stands up straight.>//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** It's the second one, and I'm keeping track of every failure, by the way. How strong is the causation effect of the REISNO Cannon? 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** 'Strong' meaning...? 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** Is the requirement that a call in the future take place because it's already been received in the past strong enough that it could prevent an otherwise unstable timeline from which the call was sent, to a stable timeline where it was received, from collapsing entirely? 

//<Dr. McDoctorate's mouth moves silently for several seconds.>//

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** No? I don't think so? What do you mean by unstable versus stable? An alternate timeline which is only distinguished from baseline by non-differentiating factors? 

//<Dr. Lillihammer takes aim, and fires a paintball into the interior of the sponge wall. She leans down and examines it again, grunts, and stands back up straight.>//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** No, an alternate timeline for which the branching point no longer exists. The inciting incident has been retconned, and there's no reason for that timeline to happen anymore. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** No. I don't see any reason why the Cannon would cause that sort of reality shift to not happen. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** Okay. 

//<She begins examining the opposite wall.>//

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Do you know of a case where it might have? Because this doesn't feel like spitballing. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** We think a guy who works here used the cannon in an alternate timeline to kill the version of himself who worked here. And it happens every year. Or, it //did.// It didn't, this year. 

//<She raises the paintball gun, sticks her tongue out, and fires several shots through the aperture. She winces, fires once more, and nods.>//

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Huh. Okay. For starters, I'm assuming he didn't have any light to shed on the subject?

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** No, and don't ask to talk to him, and don't ask why. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Alright. Well, given the circumstances you've just outlined, I would think it's more likely that the alternate timeline is actually stable, and the guy himself is no longer able to make the call because he's dead. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** Sure. So why //is// the alternate timeline stable? 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Can you give me more to go on? 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** We think it has something to do with the Breach. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Ah, in that case, all bets are off. Don't the Deadlines exist primarily because you bunch are in them? With those weird god essences you're carrying around? 

//<Dr. Lillihammer turns to face him, pointing the paintball gun at his stomach. He flinches>//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** So you think the weird god essences explain it?

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** I mean, they could. From what I understand those guys are seriously entwined with the nature of reality. They might carry some innately stabilizing force with them. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** I never considered the possibility that we were holding the door open just by nature of being on the jamb. I assumed the timelines were just waiting for the next recurrence of the Breach. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** It could be that too. The problem with stuff like this is, we can't experimentally test it. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** Not without endangering all human life, yeah. Bummer. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Now, I //will// say that using the Cannon in connection to anything related to the Breach is a terrible, terrible idea. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** Why's that? 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** The Cannon only exists because Sokolsky commissioned it -- let's stick with the official explanation for the sake of not being here all day -- and he only commissioned it as part of his plan to use 5109, and 5109 only exists because of the Breach. If you do anything that affects the Breach, particularly preventing it from happening in the first place, or preventing the Password from coming into existence, you'll prevent the Cannon from coming into existence too. The resultant paradox would be of Brownian proportions, and it would be centred in the worst possible place: your local annual blaze of hellfire.

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** What's this got to do with Brownian motion? 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** No, I meant Doc Brown. //Back to the Future: Part II.// Space-time continuum breakdown kind of thing. 

//<Dr. Lillihammer fingers the trigger of the gun.>//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** Dork. 

//<She pauses with her mouth still open.>//

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** What? 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** The Cannon is causally linked to the Breach. That means it's causally linked to the brothers. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Right. //Oh.//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** Does that mean any timeline containing the Cannon or affected by the Cannon becomes anomalously stable by virtue of that connection? 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** I've got a better question. 

//<Dr. Lillihammer raises the gun to point at Dr. McDoctorate's sternum.>//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** Shut your mouth. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Do the brothers exist in any other timeline? 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** They exist in the Deadlines. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Beyond that? 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** I'm not sure. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** It would be interesting to find out. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** What would it mean, if they're only from our reality? 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Multiversal isolates. Hmm. Well, for starters, it would explain why the deadlines collapse. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** You mean they control the deadlines, in some sense, and they //cause// them to collapse after we recontain the breach?

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Yeah. Otherwise their essences would get split between baseline and every deadline that ever existed, and they'd be attenuated all to hell. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** Unless their consciousnesses come back to baseline when ours do.

//<Dr. McDoctorate groans.>//

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** That gives me an even worse thought. When you call yourself on the Cannon--

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** Aw, fuck. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Yeah? 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** Does the Unyielding also get the call? 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** I'm gonna guess asking him won't help. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** He's less likely to give you an honest answer than I am. 

//<She leans back and fires a paintball into the ceiling. It disappears through the aperture.>//

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Well, this was a disturbing conversation. 

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** That's what you get for inventing creepy machines that screw with space and time. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** It also got me you. 

//<Dr. Lillihammer snorts.>//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** You've got it backwards. I possess you. 

[[span class="place"]]**Dr. McDoctorate[[/span]]:** Right, and //you're// possessed by one seventh of a god.

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** One seventh of half a god, and he's just a passenger.

//<She taps Dr. McDoctorate's temple with the paintball gun. He winces again.>//

[[span class="lil"]]**Dr. Lillihammer[[/span]]:** I captain this vessel, and don't you forget it. 

//<Dr. McDoctorate salutes her.>//

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