Interviewed: SCP-4128

Interviewer: Dr. Robert Markstrom

Foreword: Interview was approved after recent psychological consultation and evaluation deemed SCP-4128 mentally sound. The interview was conducted within an observable chamber. The entity was restrained via handcuffs which were chained to a metal plate in the ground. Two armed guards kept watch outside the room, equipped with throwable canisters of nitrous oxide.

<Begin Log>

Dr. Markstrom: Hello, 4128. How are we feeling today?

SCP-4128: I'm sorry, could you say that one more time?

Dr. Markstrom: How are you today? Are you feeling any better?

SCP-4128: Oh, yes. I'm doing okay, I suppose. It was a little jarring, having y'all knock me out with that damn gas. (Pause) I'm- I'm not going to hurt anyone.

Dr. Markstrom: Security measures have to be taken. It's nothing personal. I just wanted to ask you a couple of questions. Do you understand?

SCP-4128: Yes, I do.

Dr. Markstrom: Good. Let's get started. When and where were you born?

SCP-4128: ████ █, 1913. I lived on the outskirts of Glenville with my Ma and Pa. In Ohio, that is.

Dr. Markstrom: 4128, can you tell me why we have no records of you or your family present at that time?

SCP-4128: Well, Ma and Pa weren't exactly legal. They also never left the farm much.

Dr. Markstrom: Interesting. How did you obtain your anomalous properties?

SCP-4128: Obtain? (Chuckle) I suppose whenever I was conceived. My parents realized fast. They'd find things broken that shouldn't be. Ma nearly had a heart attack when she saw me pick up the recliner. (Another chuckle, then silence.) She was always so patient. She'd broken more than one finger during that time.

Dr. Markstrom: Can you recall the first time you purposely used your abilities on a human being?

(No response is given.)

Dr. Markstrom: I understand why this topic may be difficult to discuss, but the more we uncover, the higher chance we have of finding a way to suppress your abnormal condition. Answer the question, please.

(Silence for several more seconds before an audible sigh is given by SCP-4128.)

SCP-4128: I was nineteen at the time. Whenever we needed new supplies for home, my parents would send me into town. Figured I could take care of myself, believe it or not. Ma needed me to pick up fabrics at a haberdashery, a reputable place ran by a gentleman and his family. He and one of his boys were working that night.

(SCP-4128 can be seen looking away from Dr. Robert.)

Dr. Markstrom: I need you to keep going. What happened?

SCP-4128: Three men came in. One fella stood perched by the door, real suspicious-like. I noticed one of them start stuffing some shirts into his coat. Everything tends to blur after that. I remember reaching for him when the bruno pulled out a roscoe . The bullet hit and I fell. When I got up, they were gone, the son included. Then I saw the old man lying on the floor.

Dr. Markstrom: The shoplifter shot him, too?

SCP-4128: No, they found out later it was a heart attack that took his life.

Dr. Markstrom: I'm assuming you chased after these men?

SCP-4128: Of course. I was… well, it would be gracious to say I did it out of a "sense of justice". Chased after them on foot since the kid took Pa's truck. It was the first time I'd started using my get-away sticks to their potential. Couldn't stop myself correctly, but, hey, I still managed to catch them on the outskirts.

(Pause)

I was so careless then.

Dr. Markstrom: Could you please elaborate?

SCP-4128: I didn't even think what would- I picked the tin can up and threw it. The haberdasher's son just parked the truck and watched.

Dr. Markstrom: Did you dispose of the witness?

SCP-4128: Did I- God, no. After seeing… I don't think I'd ever thrown up that much. No, the rest of that night we just talked. It was the most damned thing, I tell ya. He asked questions and I gave some answers. He asked me where I came from. Know what I told him? An alien planet! (Chuckle) The gullible jelly bean nearly blew a wig.

Dr. Markstrom: You let him free knowing he could identify you?

SCP-4128: Well, he promised he wouldn't tell anyone; a sort of repayment for avenging his father, I suppose. (Pause) You know what I've realized? That night was a damn warning.

Dr. Markstrom: We'll wrap it up for today. 4128?

SCP-4128: Yes, doc?

Dr. Markstrom: Did you ever get his name? We'll need to run a background check, just for cautionary measures.

SCP-4128: Jerry was his name. Jerry Siegel.

<End Log>

Closing Statement: After SCP-4128 was taken back to its cell, a background search was performed on Jerry Siegel. Findings led to his designation as PoI-4128-A.