SCP-3862-C file photo

Date: 2015/03/12 @ 13:22

Researcher: Dr. Jaime Forrester

Research Objects: SCP-3862-A, -B, -C

Foreword: Dr. Forrester was approved to conduct a single experiment involving all SCP-3862 objects. Strict biological contamination procedures were put into place, and Dr. Forrester conducted the experiment while inside a Class 4 positive pressure biohazard suit. The containment vessels for all three SCP-3862 objects were placed inside Sterile Room Beta, and Dr. Forrester entered the sterile field alone, with Dr. Golzar observing.

[BEGIN LOG]

[Dr. Forrester enters the airlock for SR-Beta and proceeds to dress in his protective suit.]

Dr. Forrester: Mic check. This is Dr. Jaime Forrester, sometime shortly after 1pm, March 12.

Dr. Golzar: Reading you loud and clear, Jaime. You sure you want to do this?

[Dr. Forrester finishes final checks on his suit seals and gives a thumbs up to the camera]

Dr. Forrester: I have my reservations but, needs must. It is important to gauge exactly how virulent the Sigma pathogen actually is, and you know my opinion on using the D-class for stuff like this.

Dr. Golzar: Fair enough. I'm starting the cycle now, you know the drill.

[The light above the inner door shifts to amber, then shifts to green and Dr. Forrester opens it to step through into the testing chamber. The SCP-3862-A & -B containment lockers are situated on a large steel table in the center of the room, with the SCP-3862-C containment locker beside it. Dr. Forrester proceeds to the table and begins the procedure to open -C]

Dr. Forrester: Let's get right to it. Taking the table out first. [short pause] Even after looking at these things as often as I have, I gotta admit that opening them all together is a bit of a rush.

Dr. Golzar: It is exciting, that's for sure. Just… be careful.

[Dr. Forrester looks up at the camera and grins through the clear shield.]

Dr. Forrester: 'course.

[He proceeds to remove -C from its locker and sets it out to the side. Over the next few minutes, he retrieves -A and -B and sets them both on top of -C.]

Dr. Forrester: You know, aside from the whole Sigma pathogen thing, these things are exquisitely made. Hard to believe that they're just bone and hair. [He gently caresses the surface of -C] Even monsters can have feelings. [He pauses again, then looks up at the camera, his hands still resting on the surface of -C] I think that Lucien really did care about the Marquessa.

Dr. Golzar: We've been over this. Dutoit wasn't human anymore. He was only using her to get what he wanted.

Dr. Forrester: [shaking his head] Sure, he had an ulterior motive. But why would he make -B for her, out of his own ribs? That had to have been painful as hell. And the attention to detail? It had to have taken hours, carefully growing each element.

[He steps to the side and picks up SCP-3862-B, turning it over in his hands]

Dr. Forrester: Even if it is bone, this represents a level of craftsmanship that-

[He suddenly drops -B the few inches to the table, and clutches at his right glove.]

Dr. Golzar: Jaime. Jaime! What's going on?

[Dr. Forrester turns away from the camera, shaking his head and staring at his right hand.]

Dr. Golzar: Jaime, answer please. I'm a heartbeat away from dousing that room with the aerosol, fucking-

Dr. Forrester: [Interrupting, quietly] No, Samira. Don't do that. These gloves are over two centimeters thick. How…?

Dr. Golzar: Damnit, Jaime. I'm pulling the plug on this. Get out of there now.

[Dr. Forrester shakes his head and turns back to the camera, holding up his hand. In the center of his palm is a long sliver of bone, piercing directly through the glove.]

Dr. Forrester: Too late, Samira. You know how nasty Sigma is. I can't risk contaminating the rest of the lab. [He laughs.] Well, I guess we'll see how fast it works now. [He coughs wetly and pauses for a moment.] Pretty damn fast, I'd say.

[He pulls off both gloves, then proceeds to remove his helmet, instantly deflating the pressure in his suit. He draws a deep breath and looks up at the camera, a bit of bloody froth at the corner of his mouth.]

Dr. Forrester: It's been a pleasure working with you, Samira. I want you to know that.

[Dr. Forrester proceeds to conclude the test schedule on the SCP-3862 objects. In the process, he also collects multiple tissue samples from himself, as well as culture samples of the SCP-3862-Σ pathogen itself.

Over the course of the next 62 minutes, he is shown to experience the symptoms of rapid-onset necrotizing fasciitis. At 48 minutes, he is no longer capable of conducting the experiment due to the loss of a majority of the tissue on his right arm. He sits down with his back against SCP-3862-C.]

Dr. Forrester: You know, Samira? [He is interrupted by a violent coughing fit, and he spits a mass of something wet onto the floor beside him.] I think I figured something out, in all of this.

Dr. Golzar: Yeah, Jaime?

Dr. Forrester: We always- [cough] We always wondered what happened to Eleanore… and Lucien's baby. I…

[He is caught by another coughing fit, and afterwards appears to be incapable of speech. He reaches around behind his head and retrieves one of the sealed petri dishes containing one of the SCP-3862-Σ pathogen samples from atop SCP-3862-C. He looks up at the camera and taps urgently on the dish with the exposed bone of his left index finger.]

[END LOG]

Afterword:

At this point, Dr. Forrester laid down on the floor, where he expired 12 minutes later. A post-mortem examination of the room and the SCP-3862-B object revealed no obvious damage or origin point for the sliver that pierced Dr. Forrester's glove. This object has been catalogued as SCP-3862-B2, and has been secured along with -B.