| ITEM NUMBER: SCP-XXXX | LEVEL 2/XXXX |
| CONTAINMENT CLASS: euclid | restricted |
Location of SCP-XXXX's recovery.
| Assigned Site | Site Director | Research Head | Assigned Task Force |
| USMOKC Site-90 | Dir. Cristine Idéo | Paul Knox | MTF Psi-25 ("Trapped in the Drive-Thru") |
Special Containment Procedures
SCP-XXXX is held in a standard containment cell at Site-90. All changes in SCP-XXXX's form are to be reported to the acting HMCL Supervisor. SCP-XXXX's cell is to be recorded via CCTV surveillance at all times, and footage is to be reviewed should SCP-XXXX make any changes to its physical form.
An investigation into industrial meat-packing facilities in the Tennessee area is underway. Purported parapsychological events related to fast-food restaurants in rural Tennessee are to be forwarded to MTF Psi-25 ("Trapped in the Drive-Thru") for investigation.
Testing on the object is currently suspended; access to the object requires HMCL verification. Any changes to SCP-XXXX's form are to be documented immediately. Should SCP-XXXX show signs of higher cognitive functions, Lead Researcher Paul Knox is to be alerted and attempts at communication are to be resumed.
Description
SCP-XXXX is a 4m x 3m x 2m amorphous mass of nylon, plastic, and a currently unidentified elastic substance.
SCP-XXXX is able to periodically alter its physical properties, including volume, density, and mass. SCP-XXXX is also able to fragment itself into separate constitute parts, which each retain its original anomalous properties. Pieces separated from SCP-XXXX equalize in mass with its main body over varying periods of time, effectively adding to the total mass of the object. The origin of this added mass is unclear; samples of newly-formed mass reveal trace amounts of the organic compound cellulose in addition to the synthetic polymers. A full study of SCP-XXXX's processes is pending review from the Department of Sciences.
The mechanisms behind SCP-XXXX's transmutations are currently unknown as SCP-XXXX has only ever undergone alterations when unobserved.
Since its initial containment, SCP-XXXX has taken the form of:
- a set of plastic silverware, paper plates, and napkins. Objects were arranged in a circular fashion around the perimeter of the containment cell.
- a waste bin, painted yellow and red. Object was filled to the point of overflowing with McDonald’s brand plastic wrappers and discarded food.
- a “No-Smoking” sign. Object was later discovered to be cemented to the floor of the containment cell.
- an instance of the species Bos taurus (cattle), appearing as such after extensive animal testing on the object. Subject was inert and showed no signs of life. Subject remained in this form for at least six days without displaying signs of decomposition.
- a human male dressed in a 1990s era McDonald’s employee uniform. Subject appeared as such after research personnel made physical contact with the object during testing. Subject possessed limited locomotion but showed no signs of higher brain functions. This is the object's current form.
Close study of SCP-XXXX is difficult as individuals located within a 2-meter radius of the object for a prolonged period of time undergo a variety of health issues, including severe headaches, nausea, partial blindness, total blindness, and subconjunctival bleeding. Long-term mental health issues have also been observed, including paranoia and occasional parasomnia in the form of graphic reoccurring dreams. Further research on SCP-XXXX has been deemed a low priority by Site-90 research personnel after cost-benefit analyses.
Observation has determined that SCP-XXXX's transmutations have been increasing in complexity. As such, SCP-XXXX is hypothesized to possess a limited awareness of its surroundings. Standard sentience/sapience tests have yielded inconclusive results.
Addendum XXXX.1 Discovery
Recovered from the body of Brain Medding. Written on the back, "Did it always have its legs crossed?" Context unknown.
SCP-XXXX was recovered from a McDonald's Corporation restaurant located in Franklin, Tennessee, United States.
SCP-XXXX was brought to the Foundation's attention after McDonald's employee Brian Medding was found dead by coworkers on the morning of August 22, 1993, in the building's walk-in freezer. A rudimentary barricade had been constructed out of frozen food products within the freezer, presumably by Medding prior to death. It should be noted that a mechanism existed that allowed the freezer to be unlocked from the inside. This mechanism did not appear to have been activated by Medding prior to death.
Medding's cause of death was determined to be the result of a cerebral hemorrhage, although he had no preexisting conditions that would warrant such an injury, nor was there any evidence of trauma. At the time of discovery, Medding was presumed to have been dead for several days before being discovered, although the body had not undergone standard decomposition due to the low temperature of the environment.
The unusual circumstances of Medding's death garnered significant media attention; several employees and customers began describing anomalous occurrences within the restaurant in the days leading up to the incident to journalists and local news stations. An investigative force of Foundation operatives posing as media agents held interviews with staff to determine if anomalous influences were responsible for Medding's death.
During a sweep of the building, agents reported intense headaches and nosebleeds while inside a storage closet directly adjacent to the building's freezer, prompting all items to be removed and individually analyzed. Field chemical tests determined that a discarded McDonald's employee uniform was the source of the effect. After being secured and relocated to Site-90 for preliminary analysis, its primary anomalous effects were noticed. It was placed in a standard containment cell and classified as SCP-XXXX. Containment procedures were formulated shortly after.
UPDATE XXXX1 (9/2/2020): The SCP-XXXX research team has used photographs and government records to positively identify SCP-XXXX's current form as identical to the late Brian Medding. I will update this file once I get approval from the HMCL supervisor. - Lead Researcher Knox
Addendum XXXX.2 Recovered Documents
Several messages sent between coworkers were recovered from the restaurant's computer systems following a continued search of the building. These messages, in addition to various handwritten documents, were used to establish a timeline of events leading to the death of Brian Medding. Relevant documents have been compiled below for archival purposes.
| TO: Melvin Malkovich
| FROM: Peter Darron
| RE: Delays
Hey Mel,
This month's delivery should be there by tomorrow morning, no later than 10 am. Super sorry about the delays, but Corporate had some trouble with our beef supplier. The issue should be resolved by now, though.
Let me know if you have any questions and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.
Thanks,
Pete Darron
| TO: Melvine Malkovich
| FROM: Ryan Muños
| SUBJECT: Checking up
Hey boss, just thought I'd fill you in on things since you're gone.
That truck finally showed up — just as you predicted, about an hour and a half later than they said they would be.
Looks like they fudged our numbers, they gave us 11 crates of beef patties instead of 10. Maybe this makes up for the delays?
Stay safe, see you soon,
Ryan
Note: Document was found scrawled on an item manifest in the walk-in freezer.
Didn't Ryan say there was an extra?
Shouldn't be anyone [illegible] after hours I should see eleven
I'll talk to ryan about this
| TO: Mike Smith
| FROM: Ryan Muños
| RE: Discrepancy
Odd. I put 11 in the freezer before I checked out. Did you miss one?
And find out who keeps messing with the ceiling while you're at it. Someone pulled down one of the tiles in the back. Made a mess all over the carpets with the fiberglass.
Ryan
| TO: Melvine Malkovich
| FROM: Mike Smith
| SUBJECT: (no subject)
Hey Mel, did you order a new ronald statue? I'm not complaining, the old one was creepy as hell but next time give me and the night crew a heads up, will you?
Scared me half to death when I found it lying in the break room.
| TO: Ryan Muños
| FROM: Brian Medding
| SUBJECT: Mike
I know I'm new here and probably have no right to ask this but..
Have you spoken to Mike recently? He's coming in later than usual and I'm having to pick up his slack more often. Does he do this often?
Let me know if I can do something to help.
Brian
| TO: Melvine Malkovich
| FROM: Peter Darron
| RE: Incident
Thank you for letting me know what happened with today's delivery. We've given the driver a few days to get himself to a hospital to be safe. We at McDonald's understand the stresses of long haul deliveries can greatly impact our employees, and we're always striving to ensure a safe and sustainable working environment for all.
If you have any further questions, I will be happy to help.
Pete Darron
| TO: Melvine Malkovich
| FROM: Peter Darron
| RE: Incident
I'm sorry, I cannot disclose any further information on the condition of the driver. His ramblings were likely a result of fatigue and underlying health conditions, nothing more.
Thank you,
Pete Darron
Note: Found carved into a stall door in the staff restroom.
now I know what the driver meant when he told me about the dreams and the bleeding
it aint stress
| TO: Brian Medding
| FROM: Ryan Muños
| RE: Mike
Hey, could you keep quiet about what you saw with Mike? Last thing I want is rumors right now. Just try to forget about the whole thing until Mel gets back.
Ryan
P.S. I don't know why but I have a feeling this has something to do with the Ronald in the lobby. Maybe its got some chemical that Mike picked up when he cleaned it? I don't know, there was a lot of blood.
| TO: Mike Smith
| FROM: Brian Medding
| SUBJECT: dreams
You asked me to send you a message about the dreams we've been having lately so here it is.
Like you said, the dream starts someplace dark and cold. I can't see anything, but I know I'm in a room. Cold. Like a freezer. Every time I try to stand up or move, I can't, as if I was paralyzed. Last night I was almost able to roll over before the dream changed.
Just like yours, I suddenly feel like I'm moving. It's still dark, but not as cold.
Then I'm gone again. Somewhere bright and warm. I hear voices. The dream ends before I can get my bearings.
I've been having these dreams a lot recently. I have the feeling you have been too. Let me know if you want to take this to a professional.
Brian
| TO: Brian Medding
| FROM: Mike Smith
| RE: dreams
Hey Brian.
I'm not the supernatural type, but your descriptions of the dreams are… spot on.
One thing though
The place I go at the end seems familiar. Something about the colors or the sounds? I'll keep a notebook on me tonight.
| TO: All Staff
| FROM: Ryan Muños
| RE: Announcement
All Staff,
If any of you have any information regarding last night's break-in, tell me so I can tell the owner. If anyone on the night crew can tell me when they noticed the broken window let me know ASAP.
Right now the only thing missing is the big ass Ronald in the lobby. Let me know if you find anything else gone.
Thanks,
Ryan
| TO: Mike Smith
| FROM: Brian Medding
| RE: dreams
Mike I've been having the dream again. I know where I am at the end.
I'm here Mike. In the restaurant.
| TO: Ryan Muños
| FROM: Brian Medding
| SUBJECT: (no subject)
I found something strange when I came in this morning.
The bathroom light was on when I clocked in. I went to check it out and I heard noises — like a gurgling sound — coming from the bathroom. I thought it was an animal or something.
Turns out there was nothing there. Just a pool of blood in the middle of the room. I'll get someone to clean it up.
| TO: Mike Smith
| FROM: Brian Medding
| RE: dreams
I can't sleep. Not after what happened last night. I told Ryan I found the blood in the bathroom.
I didn't find the blood, Mike. The same thing that happened to you and the truck driver last month happened to me. I don't know how or why but I threw up for an hour straight, bleeding from somewhere I couldn't make out.
I felt it watching me during the whole thing. The same thing giving us the dreams.
Do yourself a favor and stay home for a couple days. I'm gonna figure out what this thing is.
| TO: Brian Medding
| FROM: Mike Smith
| RE: (no subject)
Brian listen to me very carefully. I had the dream again last night. The cold, the movement, the heat. Then silence.
I was in the freezer in the restaurant. The lights were off but the door was cracked open. I crawled forward, pushing my way through the open door and into the heat on the other side. I heard a noise. Retching and coughing, coming from the bathroom.
I crawled closer, each movement foreword brought an odd pleasure. I can't explain why. I felt a force pulling me like I wasn't myself. The door was unlocked.
I saw someone hunched over the ground, vomiting. I writhed closer, feeling a sick joy for what I'd do next.
I reached out with a hand that wasn't mine. I grabbed. The person turned around and screamed.
It was you, Brian.
| TO: Mike Smith
| FROM: Ryan Muños
| SUBJECT: Brian
Can you do me a favor? Sorry to bother you, but I know you're close to Brian and I thought I'd talk to you about this first.
I'm sure you know this, but Brian usually cleans up the kitchen before the morning rush. This morning, though, it looked like he forgot. I thought maybe he was running late or was out sick, so I go to call him and I find him outside the freezer, just staring at it.
I ask him what's wrong, but he just turns around and looks at me. He's got this weird expression on his face, like he just found a hundred bucks on the floor or something. He smiled at me for a minute before turning and walking off into the closet.
Maybe he just had a rough night? I'd thought I'd ask if you could talk to him for me next time you see him about this. He has been acting a bit strange the past few days, after all.
Note: Document found written in permanent marker on inside of the walk-in freezer door.
its not me its not menot its not me not me its not me its not its not me its not me its not me not me not me
not me not me not me not me not me
cold
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