Link to article: SCP-7284.
:scp-wiki:component:license-box
:scp-wiki:component:license-box-end
blockquote
[[>]] [[module Rate]] [[/>]] **Item #:** 7284 **Object Class:** Safe **Special Containment Procedures:** Two members of MTF Psi-17 ("Long Haulers") are to be stationed inside of SCP-7284-1 to ensure any affected individuals are amnesticized and able to exit the anomaly. **Description:** SCP-7284 is the designation given to a Shell gas station on United States Route-66. When driving near SCP-7284, witnesses report an unidentifiable voice on their car radio, urging them to drive into the parking lot of SCP-7284. Upon hearing the voice, there are two possible outcomes: * If the affected individual drives into the parking lot of SCP-7284 and purchases gas or other products from the anomaly, the anomalous effects will cease. * If the affected individual chooses to drive past SCP-7284, they will be transported to SCP-7284-1. SCP-7284-1 is a direct copy of the 10 mile area surrounding SCP-7284 in an unknown location. The only known structure present in SCP-7284-1 is SCP-7284. Upon reaching the end of SCP-7284-1, the affected individual will be teleported back to the beginning. However, if the affected individual chooses to buy a product from SCP-7284 while within SCP-7284-1, they will be transported to the non-anomalous Route-66. **Discovery:** SCP-7284 was discovered during a routine anomaly transport conducted by Agents Frank Armstrong and Luka O'Neil. As the transport was recorded through the use of a camera on their dashboard, their encounter with the anomaly was recorded. [[div class="blockquote"]] **<Begin Log>** **O'Neil:** Are we there yet? **Armstrong:** Dude, you sound like a toddler. **O'Neil:** Not my fault you're going 50 in a 70. Aren't we carrying something that could fundamentally change the way the public understands the universe and their place in it? **Armstrong:** And that's exactly why I can't afford to crash this car. **O'Neil:** (chuckles) You mean the Foundation can't afford you crashing this car. I mean, are you even trying to drive? I feel like I'm in the car with my grandma. //Silence.// **O'Neil:** Oh, fuck off. You're going slower now, aren't you. **Armstrong:** Shouldn't have complained. My driving is like cooking rice. The more you look at it, the slower it goes. //Static can be heard over the radio as the agents near SCP-7284.// //Armstrong tries to turn off the radio, but is unable to do so.// **Armstrong:** Come on, turn off. **O'Neil:** Can we file a complaint for them making us drive this piece of shit? **Armstrong:** Trust me, the complaints never go anywhe- //The static stops, and a voice can be heard on the radio.// **SCP-7284:** Hot shell station in your area, ready to sell goods and/or... services. **O'Neil:** Did somebody hack the radio? **Armstrong:** I hope so, or that's the worst advertisement I've ever heard. **O'Neil:** Or the best? **Armstrong:** Just turn it off. //The agents drive past SCP-7284. Approximately nine minutes later, they enter SCP-7284-1.// **Armstrong:** Does this look familiar to you? **O'Neil:** Yeah, that cactus over there, and that one over there, and that slightly elevated pile of dirt. Oh wait, that's what everything looks like. **Armstrong:** I'm being serious, we should've seen our exit by now. **SCP-7284:** Is that how it is? You're just gonna ignore me? Toss me away like all those other stations? **O'Neil:** I thought you turned the radio off. **Armstrong:** I did, but it's back on someh- **SCP-7284:** Oh, so now you just want to turn me off? Well, y'know what, I was never turned on. I've been faking all those pumps. //The agents drive past SCP-7284 again.// **Armstrong:** Something weird is going on. Is the anomaly secured? //O'Neil reached into the backseat and touches a large bag.// **O'Neil:** Yeah, it's still in the bag. **Armstrong:** I've got a bad feeling about this. Call the director. //O'Neil attempts to call the director, but is unsuccessful.// **O'Neil:** No service. Then again, that seems perfectly normal while we're in the middle of BFE.[[footnote]]Acronym for the slang phrase "bum-fuck egypt" referring to a remote location.[[/footnote]] **SCP-7284:** You can't just ignore me. You know, I looked through your phone. What's this shit about finding a Buc-ees[[footnote]]Buc-ees is a gas station popular within the United States.[[/footnote]] near you? What does she have that I don't? //The agents pass SCP-7284 again.// **O'Neil:** That fucking gas station. How much you wanna bet it's an anomaly? **Armstrong:** I don't think I'd win that bet. We just need to keep going. Eventually they'll figure out that the transport wasn't completed on time and they'll search for us. **O'Neil:** What if this is a temporal anomaly? We could be stuck in here forever. **Armstrong:** I prefer to look at it with a glass-half-full attitude. **SCP-7284:** You used to buy snacks from me all the time, Armstrong. What happened to that? What happened to our relationship? Was I not good enough for you? //O'Neil looks at Armstrong.// **O'Neil:** That sounds like a you problem. Should've bought more snacks, man. **Armstrong:** I swear I didn't cause this. **SCP-7284:** So our relationship didn't happen? Is that how forgettable I was to you? **Armstrong:** I- You know what? I'm not taking shit from a gas station. //The agents pass SCP-7284 again.// //Sobbing can be heard on the radio.// **SCP-7284:** Is this what you do to all the other stations? You drive in, get a few gallons, maybe buy a soda, and then leave? **Armstrong:** You have to understand. You provide things that I need when I do these transports. It's a purely platonic relationship. **SCP-7284:** Is that all I am to you? A place to dump your money? **Armstrong:** Okay, that's not what I mean and you know it. //The agents pass SCP-7284 again.// **O'Neil:** When you woke up this morning, did you think you'd be needing marriage counseling for your relationship with a gas station? **Armstrong:** Can you shut the fuck up? **SCP-7284:** What did you just say to me? **Armstrong:** Hold on, that was meant for- **SCP-7284:** No, I understand now. You come in for a quick fill and then you leave. Well, I filled your brother too. **Armstrong:** I- **SCP-7284:** That's right. He came through here needing gas a few months ago, and I filled him all the way up. **Armstrong:** I don't really ca- **SCP-7284:** And you know what? He's a better fill than you. Way better. He does all the things in the parking lot that you can't. **Armstrong:** That doesn't matter. Hundreds of people get gas here every day. **SCP-7284:** Hundreds? Are you calling me a slut now? //Armstrong is silent as the agents pass SCP-7284 again.// **O'Neil:** You really need to stop talking. You're just making all of this worse. **Armstrong:** Are you siding with the sentient gas station? **O'Neil:** We're gonna be stuck in here regardless of if I provide emotional support, might as well have fun until we're rescued. //Silence.// **O'Neil:** Hey, do we have any drinks? Snacks? **Armstrong:** This isn't a road-trip. If you want to have Cheeto dust covering your fingers when we're ambushed, go ahead, but you're paying for it. //The agents pass SCP-7284 again.// //O'Neil glances to his right and looks at SCP-7284.// **O'Neil:** No way. I'm not going in there alone. **SCP-7284:** Why don't you come in and talk to my face. When you break my heart, you can at least look me in the eyes. **O'Neil:** Can you just get this over with and deal with her? She obviously wants you. **Armstrong:** Fine. //The agents take a right turn into the parking lot of SCP-7284.// **Armstrong:** I'm going to regret this. //Armstrong grabs the camera and walks into the gas station. O'Neil waits outside.// **Armstrong:** Hello? Anybody here? //Loud static can be heard on the intercom before SCP-7284 begins speaking.// **SCP-7284:** Here you are, crawling back to me. What, do you need to piss? Are you thirsty? **Armstrong:** No, I just want to stop this. **SCP-7284:** So you're willing to use other bathrooms but mine is too "dirty" for you? Wasn't too dirty when the gas was cheap. **Armstrong:** Can you just let us go? I'm done dealing with this. I just want to finish this transport and go home. **SCP-7284:** Why? Am I not enough for you? **Armstrong:** (mumbles) Not when you're acting like a bitch. **SCP-7284:** What the fuck did you just say to me? I'm a bitch? I'm a bitch?! Oh, really? I'm not the one who sleeps around with other stations and- //The voice fades away as Armstrong leaves the store and walks out to the car.// **O'Neil:** Did it go well? Is she letting us go? **Armstrong:** Probably not. **O'Neil:** Well, worth a shot. Can you hand me your card? Gotta get some gas if we plan on using the car to drive out of here. //Armstrong pulls his wallet out of his pocket and hands O'Neil his debit card.// //O'Neil begins paying for the gas.// //Silence.// //The sounds of vehicles can be heard.// **Armstrong:** Wha- //Armstrong bumps into a young woman.// **Woman:** Oh, sorry. //Armstrong stares at the woman.// **Woman:** Are you okay? **Armstrong:** How are- //Armstrong pauses and looks around for a second, noticing three vehicles in the parking lot.// **Armstrong:** Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about something. //Armstrong walks over to O'Neil.// **Armstrong:** Don't react, but we're back on the normal highway. **O'Neil:** Huh? Oh, should I call the director? //Armstrong nods.// **Armstrong:** Also, grab the amnestics. I don't think we were here when that woman looked over. **<End Log>** [[/div]] Following this event, Armstrong and O'Neil completed the anomaly transport and reported SCP-7284. [[footnoteblock]] [[include :scp-wiki:component:license-box |author=AwhRyan]] [[include :scp-wiki:component:license-box-end]]