Interviewed: Special Agent S. Carranza, C-9085, 3/12/201█

Interviewer: Assistant Researcher Keys

Foreword: Agent Carranza agreed to be interviewed regarding circumstances surrounding the apprehension of SCP-XXXX.

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CARRANZA: Where do you want me to begin?

KEYS: Why don’t you begin with Operation Andromeda?

CARRANZA: Right. That was 201█, in ████. There were a few of the insurgents holed up in the █████ embassy, under cover as refugees. Anyway, things were weird enough that the commander thought they might be using a skip to mess with people’s minds, or threaten them, or something.

KEYS: So you went in.

CARRANZA: So we went in. Yeah. It was just the three of us, the commander, Agent ██████, and me. The Insurgency agents didn’t have time to know what hit them. We cleared all five of them in just fourteen seconds. There was a sixth one, hiding in the closet. I’d seen it going in.

KEYS: Your original report states you didn’t see it clearly enough to describe it.

CARRANZA: No, I’m sorry. I guess when the last one of the insurgents died, it wasn’t able to project whoever it had been projecting anymore. But anyway, I hadn’t seen that it was carrying a gun, so I thought maybe we could intimidate it into telling us if there was a skip. So I opened up the door, my gun up and, well. You’ve read the original report. It looked like ████. My younger sister.

KEYS: What was your response?

CARRANZA: We were prepared for a skip, so I was expecting some weirdness. Otherwise I might have fallen for it. I haven’t seen my sister since I joined the Foundation, of course, but I keep tabs, you know, and I knew she was in ██████. I figured it was some sort of shapeshifter, or maybe an Insurgency member with a skip that let them shapeshift, because if it had been her diving into the closet, I would have known. So I knew it wasn’t her, but it still threw me. And before I could say anything, the commander threw a pair of handcuffs on it, and ██████ scanned it for weapons. It was just wearing a bit white bathrobe, you know, like you get in hotels.

KEYS: What was its behavior?

CARRANZA: It was silent. Like ████ would have been. I got all the good-under-pressure genes. But then it said “Sasha, what’s going on?” and, well. Like I said, I knew that it wasn't her, but hearing that voice still screwed with me. The commander said, “What the hell is this?” and I said, “It’s the skip. We gotta get out of here.”

KEYS: Did you notice anything in the environment, any clues about what it had been before you got there?

CARRANZA: No. None of us had ever met a humanoid before. We were all a bit shaken. We just ran, taking it with us…anyway we made it to the helicopter, and it kept talking to me, and that’s when I figured out it was something more than a shapeshifter, because it knew things…it knew things only ████ and I knew. When we got to the debrief site we locked it up in a holding cell, and left it alone, and when the next guard walked by, it had transformed into his ex-girlfriend. And then I requested a status update on ████, just to make sure she was okay, and she’d been hospitalized with a migraine. She had to call off work for a week, it was so bad. And she never got migraines before.

KEYS: How long would you say XXXX was using your sister’s form?

CARRANZA: Probably six hours. I felt horrible. They offered me amnestics to cope, but I did specialized therapy instead. Those low-grade amnestics don't stop you from actually feeling things, you know. They just make you forget why you feel it. Doesn't seem healthy to me.

KEYS: I understand. Do you have any ideas as to what the Insurgency Agents were using XXXX for?

CARRANZA: Their aim had been to get a handle on the ████ government. So who knows. Maybe it was a form of torture, you know? If it took the form of some high-up’s wife sometimes, and she’d be screaming of pain in an hour, without anyone needing to go near her. I’m pretty sure you could make someone kill themselves that way. Or maybe they’d just happened to pick it up as part of another mission, like we did.

KEYS: Is there anything else you might want to tell me, Agent Carranza?

CARRANZA: I think that’s everything.

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