Test 7: Attempt to communicate with SCP-4521.

Outcome: See attached audio file.

AUDIO FILE: FILE-4521 INTERVIEW

[BEGIN LOG]

Dr. Hanz: Uh… hello, SCP-4521. Can you hear me?

Silence

Dr. Hanz: Did you say something?

Silence

Dr. Hanz: Oh, that was my imagination. I'm sorry.

Silence

Dr. Hanz: Listen… do you want to talk? Do you have something on your mind? Just let it out.

Silence

Dr. Hanz: Come on, it's not healthy to bottle up, You can tell me, I'm friendly.

Silence

Dr. Hanz: D-do you not have a reason to… you know…

Silence

Dr. Hanz: I do hope those thoughts in your head are doing you well, but they need to be let out. This is for your own good, I promise. Don't worry about making too much noise, I don't mind.

Silence

Dr. Hanz: Can you hear me? Can you even hear me while you're trapped in your mind? Can you see me through the foggy, muddy waters that are your eyes?

Silence

Dr. Hanz: Come on, the deafening silence is killing me! If you don't want to speak, or at least scream, the tests will continue. It's only healthy.

Silence

Dr. Hanz: P-please! You're scaring me!

Silence

Dr. Hanz: Y-you know… when I was a kid, I… I assaulted a kid. I took a bike lock and crushed his skull in. It went on for 6 minutes before being stopped by one of his friends, who I also clocked in the head. I went down the street, and I saw this lady. She fell off her bike. It was the same bike I stole the bike lock from.

Silence



Dr. Hanz: I took that bike, cut it up into several small, tingly pieces, and fed her the bike, over the course of several hours. She just laid there with her broken leg, and her stomach eventually ruptured. The black ooze that dripped from her stomach indicated that someone might have called the cops, so I went home, and locked my room. Do you want to know what I did?

Silence

Dr. Hanz: I screamed. I opened my mouth and let out the largest roar that was trapped at the bottom of my lungs. All those wasted opportunities, all those memories, fading away as the calming ring of my torn voice box filled the room. And look where I ended up! I got a doctorate and I'm working for one of the best organizations on Earth. It's not too late!

Silence

Dr. Hanz: Or… you haven't felt that thrill yet, haven't you. Typical. Outcasts like you, born in some random remote part of Siberia, no other individual in sight. You're too weak to impress anyone, so you just stay by yourself. I see your game.

Silence

Dr. Hanz: But I can help you! You need to scream!

Silence

Dr. Hanz: You need to scream! You need to scream! You need to scream!

Dr. Hanz proceeds to say the exact same phrase for 37 hours before being escorted out by onsite guards in order to prevent death by dehydration.

After waking from a short 4 hour nap, Dr. Hanz exclaimed that he "didn't care anymore, they (SCP-4521) don't need to scream."

[END LOG]