Subject: D-6770

Researcher: Researcher Ivan Cherv

Experiment: D-6770 is instructed to begin gameplay and continue until loss of functionality.

[BEGIN LOG]

Researcher Ivan Cherv: -emember, you aren't allowed to take the headset off at any moment.

D-6770: Yeah yeah, whatever. You don't need to tell me twice.

D-6770 presses the play button. The screen fades into black, and out into SCP-5045's central location.

D-6770: Alright, here we are.

D-6770 shakes his head, briefly wincing.

D-6770: Was this game even made for VR? Looks like a laser tag arena spread to a nearby farm.

Researcher Ivan Cherv: Please try to focus and enter the farmhouse. The discomforting visuals are a known factor.

D-6770: There's a dude in there. He isn't moving. Is he a-

SCP-5045-1 begins to step out from the farm's entrance.

D-6770: Jesus Christ.

SCP-5045-1: Hello! Farmer here! I very very much do love new visitors! What brings you here?

D-6770: I need to get in that farmhouse.

SCP-5045-1: You need to, do you? I appreciate the enthusiasm, but there's so much to do around here! Have you seen my goat collection?

D-6770: Your goat collection? That's what those things are?

SCP-5045-1: C'mere, you love to see 'em!

SCP-5045-1 approaches D-6770 with an outstretched hand.

D-6770: Christ, don't touch me! Lemme-

Researcher Ivan Cherv: We'd prefer it if you followed SCP-5045-1's instructions for now.

D-6770: Jesus, fine. I'll look at the goddamn goats.

SCP-5045-1: Now that's an attitude we wanna see, champ! C'mere, give 'em a look. You'll love what I've collected!

[Extraneous footage removed, playtime surpasses fifteen minutes.]

SCP-5045-1: And this one here is Jumbles! She's a pretty dramatic one, pay her no mind.

D-6770: Can I just go to the farmhouse already?

SCP-5045-1: Darnit, no! I haven't even taken you past the fence yet!

D-6770: I'm not entering your creepy goat pit!

SCP-5045-1: Wow, that's some good sass there! Cool off, we can check out the farmhouse you're so itchin' to explore.

D-6770 sighs.

D-6770: Thank you.

Interior of SCP-5045-1's farmhouse.

D-6770 and SCP-5045-1 walk to the farm entrance and enter inside.

SCP-5045-1: This is it! The farmhouse!

D-6770 looks around the room in confusion.

D-6770: This is all there is? A painting and some hay? What the hell do you even do here?

SCP-5045-1: What were you expecting? I'd love to know.

D-6770: I don't know… a lot more than this?

SCP-5045-1: Very well then. If it's more you want, it's more you get. I hope you enj-

The screen flickers and SCP-5045-1 vanishes. Where SCP-5045-1 vanished, a door can be seen that wasn't visible before.

D-6770: Wh- what the fuck was that? Where did he go? What's this door doing here?

D-6770 begins to back away from the door.

D-6770: Something about that door man, I don't really want to enter it. I think I'll just relax here for a bit, have some alone time and umm… watch paint dry.

The sound of thumping and scratching begins playing throughout the walls of the farmhouse.

D-6770: Oh shit, what's doing that! Fuck, do I really gotta go in there?

Cracks begin to form around the walls of the farmhouse.

D-6770: I'll take that as a yes!

D-6770's view of the door as it opens. Click to enlarge.

D-6770 runs to the door as it opens without manipulation, revealing an area of grass with several random structures containing windows in the background. A purple sign is stuck out of the grass with the phrase "ENJOY!" pasted on it. A yellow figure can be seen briefly in the window of a red, silo like structure, who quickly ducks out of view in an apparent panic. Once D-6770 enters, the door behind him shuts, and a giggling sound is heard from behind.

D-6770: Christ! This virtual reality stuff is immersive as hell man, I felt like I was in danger.

D-6770 looks back at the door.

D-6770: Shit, I guess I'm stuck here now. No way I'm going back in there after that happened! What's up with that sign? "ENJOY?" I'm really hoping that Farmer freak isn't around right now. He gives me the absolute willies.

Researcher Ivan Cherv: What do you plan on doing now?

D-6770: Well, what's the use of being stuck somewhere and not exploring it? I'm thinking of heading over that weird red tower thing, I swear I saw some yellow dude up there when I was entering that door. Alright, let's go.

D-6770 begins walking towards the red silo structure.

[Extraneous footage removed, playtime surpasses twenty-five minutes.]

D-6770: Alright, I think I'm almost there, I can see the tower pretty close now.

D-6770: Does anyone else think the ground feels kinda scratchy right now?

Researcher Ivan Cherv: Could you describe this sensation in more detail?

D-6770: I don't know, I guess the ground just feels kinda like steel wool. God, I hate it. It's awfu- oh, I made it!

D-6770 has reached the red silo. The silo is featureless, except for a door on the front and a window on the top.

D-6770: Well, here's hoping I meet someone less freaky this time around.

D-6770 enters the door into a featureless room with a spiral staircase. Panicked breathing and talking can be heard from above D-6770.

D-6770: Who the hell is up there?

D-6770: I guess there's only one way to find out, huh.

D-6770 begins climbing up the spiral staircase.

D-6770: You know, at least it's a little calmer in here than out there. I was starting to get a headache from all the noise and color. It's kinda chill here, in spite of that damn breathing I'm hearing right now. Ground doesn't feel scratchy anymore.

D-6770 climbs to the top of the steps and reaches a circular area with a single window and a yellow humanoid entity (who will hereby be mentioned as SCP-5045-2), who is facing away from D-6770. SCP-5045-2 is shaking and talking to himself unintelligibly.

D-6770: Oh shit, uhh, you good man?

SCP-5045-2 shrieks and turns to face D-6770.

SCP-5045-2: Come any closer and I- Oh!

D-6770: Excuse me?

SCP-5045-2: Shit. I'm sorry, you scared the hell out of me. I… I have to keep a clear head, I can't panic right now. Who are you? You don't look like him at all.

D-6770: My name is ████████. What's yours?

SCP-5045-2: I dunno… what my name is? I don't know how to… I can't tell you much, I think. Are you stuck here too?

D-6770: Stuck?

SCP-5045-2: Fuck, what am I saying? I haven't even… fuck! My head!

D-6770: Do you wanna leave or something?

SCP-5045-2: I don't know, I feel safer here? Don't feel seen in here? I don't know why, I just do.

D-6770: Well, obviously you aren't safe in here, cause I just walked in without you even noticing.

SCP-5045-2: Oh… that's a good point. Oh shit, you're right! Why was I ever feeling safe! Oh god!

D-6770: Uhm, calm down! Things are going to be… ok? I…? God, this is weird.

SCP-5045-2: It is fucking weird! I don't have a fucking clue why this is happening to me!

D-6770: What exactly is happening to you?

SCP-5045-2: I don't know!

SCP-5045-2 begins to cry.

SCP-5045-2: I don't understand what's g- going on, or why I'm he- here right now. I want to go h- home. What is home? My head is fucking killing me.

D-6770: Fuck man, I'm sorry for disturbing you, I should le-

SCP-5045-2: Wait, no! You shouldn't leave.

D-6770: Huh?

SCP-5045-2: You make me feel clearer, if that makes sense. I haven't talked to someone in a while. Fuck, I thought I'd never see anyone here who could talk… other than him.

D-6770: You mean Farmer?

SCP-5045-2: Y- yeah…

D-6770: God damn it, knew there was something off about that obnoxious creep. The hell does he want from you?

SCP-5045-2: I don't know, and I don't even want to know… I don't think this is a matter of me though, this might be a matter of us.

D-6770: You wanna just go?

SCP-5045-2: Sure. Let's get out of here.

[Extraneous footage removed, playtime surpasses thirty-five minutes.]

D-6770 and SCP-5045-2 are walking together in a plane of grass. There are several structures in the background around them in various shapes and colors. The two are heading towards an area which seems to have no structures at all. SCP-5045-2 is leading the way.

D-6770: And why are we heading here exactly?

SCP-5045-2: There's gotta be an end or something.

D-6770: Where do you think an "end" is going to take you anyway?

SCP-5045-2: I just hope it's anywhere that doesn't look like here. I hope it's home, why do I hope it's home?

D-6770: Why wouldn't you hope it's home?

SCP-5045-2: I think he's making m- Wait, I see something over there.

A squiggly thin blue fence can be seen from afar. From behind, several goats can be seen.

SCP-5045-2: Oh no.

D-6770: Is that another fence? Oh god, that's definitely another fence.

SCP-5045-2: Oh god, we're back to the start, aren't we!

D-6770: This can't be the start, I don't remember these goats… or the fence looking like that.

D-6770: Holy shit! That one is huge!

D-6770 and SCP-5045-2 both walk towards the fence to get a better view of the goats.

Several goats through the POV of D-6770.

D-6770: God damn, that's massive.

SCP-5045-2: I hope it's doing ok.

D-6770: What on earth are those things sticking out of it? Jesus, is that puke?

SCP-5045-2: Don't think about it too hard, it hurts to think hard here.

D-6770: Should we just walk along the fence line? That seems to be the only other choice we have, unless you want more empty buildings to explore.

SCP-5045-2: Sure. I don't want to look at the goats though.

D-6770: It's not like I'm making you.

D-6770 and SCP-5045-2 begin walking along the fence. Several goats of varying sizes and shapes pass them by.

D-6770: Why are you so uncomfortable around them anyway?

SCP-5045-2: They remind me of Farmer, and I rather not think about him. I have to focus on getting out of here!

D-6770: Wait, are you another player?

SCP-5045-2: Y- yeah? I think?

D-6770: Can't you just take the headset off then?

SCP-5045-2: Headset?

D-6770: You know, the VR headset thingy! It's attached to your head, right?

SCP-5045-2: Why does that… sound so familiar?

SCP-5045-2 grabs at its head and begins tugging.

SCP-5045-2: Where is it? I can't feel anything.

D-6770: I… guess you're not a player then?

SCP-5045-2: No, I have to be! Those words you said, I swear I know them! I just… can't

fuckin' remember!

SCP-5045-2 begins scratching at its head.

SCP-5045-2: Maybe it's inside.

D-6770: Hey, don't do that!

[Extraneous footage removed, playtime surpasses forty-five minutes.]

D-6770 and SCP-5045-2 are continuing to walk next to the fence. Several more goats are passing them by. 523 goats have been counted in total throughout the footage.

D-6770: -and it's always nice to have company, you know? I'm glad you're here.

SCP-5045-2: Really? I thought I was being a burden.

D-6770: You really aren't. Don't worry about it, you have plenty of issues on your mind already, I can tell.

SCP-5045-2: Thank you. I'm feeling much better. I thought I'd be a goner… but you make me feel actually hopeful. It's almost as if Farmer never did anything to me at all.

D-6770: Huh?

SCP-5045-2 stops and freezes in place.

SCP-5045-2: Uh oh.

D-6770 runs up to SCP-5045-2. SCP-5045-2 is visibly sweating.

D-6770: Are you ok? What's the matter?

SCP-5045-2: I think I said too much.

SCP-5045-1 spotting D-6770 and SCP-5045-2.

At this point, SCP-5045-1 is visible in the background.

SCP-5045-1: Howdy!

D-6770: You again?

SCP-5045-1: Who else would it be, friend?

D-6770: Don't call me that! What the hell do you want from us?

SCP-5045-1: I already have what I want, silly! Now stand back, I want to show you a trick!

SCP-5045-1 begins to walk closer to SCP-5045-2. D-6770 runs to SCP-5045-1 and attempts to block his path.

D-6770: I'm not letting you lay a fucking hair on him. Wait, did I say hair? I meant han-

SCP-5045-1 passes through D-6770.

SCP-5045-1: That tickled!

D-6770: Damn it!

D-6770 runs towards SCP-5045-2 and attempts to push them away from SCP-5045-1. D-6770 shows signs of effort, despite the fact he is playing a virtual game.

SCP-5045-2: Come on, push harder!

D-6770: I'm trying! You're as stiff as a board right now, how is thi- wait. How am I feeling this right now? I thought I was playing a ga-

SCP-5045-1: I told you to move over!

D-6770 stumbles, appearing as though he was forcefully shoved.

D-6770: Ow! What the hell?

SCP-5045-1: Now sit down young man!

D-6770: No! How are you doing this?

SCP-5045-1: What does that matter?

A purple chair fades into view in front of D-6770.

SCP-5045-1: Come on now, have a seat. I know you wanna see where this goes. You wanted more, yes?

D-6770: When I said I wanted more, I didn't mean this!

SCP-5045-1: Should've been more specific! Not that it would've mattered anyway. Now come on, sit down already! Do I have to make you?

D-6770: You're nothing more than pixels on a screen! I can just take this headset off right now.

SCP-5045-1: I recall your friends back there saying that you're not allowed to take it off! I just wanna make your stay interesting for them!

D-6770: How do you know about th-

SCP-5045-1 grabs D-6770 and places him onto the chair. D-6770 moves as if he were being dragged and placed onto a seat. D-6770 is sitting on the floor in reality.

D-6770: Wh- How are you doing this?

SCP-5045-1: Bla bla bla! Enough questions already! Just sit back, relax, and watch this magnificent trick of mine!

SCP-5045-2: Shit, shit, shit! He's gonn-

SCP-5045-1: I think it would be best if you keep your mouth shut about what I'm doing right now. I'll do lots more if you don't!

SCP-5045-2 begins crying.

SCP-5045-1: Hmm, I know that I just said to keep that little mouth of yours shut, but I must ask you. What do you miss the most, friend?

SCP-5045-2: I think I miss home? What was home?

SCP-5045-1: How can you miss something if you don't even know what it is, stupid!

SCP-5045-2: I don't know…

SCP-5045-1: You don't know a lot, do you?

SCP-5045-2: You're the goddamn reason I don't know!

D-6770: What the hell did you do to him, you purple fuck?

SCP-5045-1: Well, that's enough out of you two!

SCP-5045-1, next to a distorting SCP-5045-2. Image zoomed in for clarity.

SCP-5045-1 claps his hands together. The sprite of SCP-5045-2 begins to flicker and fragment, parts of the coloring turning white. The video quality degrades significantly. SCP-5045-2 beings screaming.

SCP-5045-1: Heh. Might wanna shut your eyes, cause this is where it gets good!

The screen begins flashing several colors in rapid succession. The screaming is amplified to the point of distortion.

D-6770: My eyes! Christ on a bike, my head!

SCP-5045-1: I warned ya, no peeking!

The flashing and screaming gradually fade. SCP-5045-2 is missing, and several white flickering particles can be seen flying off to the fence near D-6770 and SCP-5045-1.

D-6770: Wh- what the fuck was that? What did you do to him?

SCP-5045-1: Nothing yet. He's in the drawing board right now. Don't really have an idea for him, he didn't like telling me much. But as for you… you're an open book! Always asking questions, being honest. It's a real shame you have to be so nasty about it, but I guess most people are. I got a great idea for you, friend. You'll be easy!

SCP-5045-1: I'll give you some time to think about that before we begin.

SCP-5045-1 flickers and disappears. D-6770 gets up from the chair and being shaking.

D-6770: Fuck, man. What did you guys get me into?

[Extraneous footage removed, playtime surpasses fifty-five minutes.]

D-6770 is repetitiously moving in circles around a green tower-like structure.

D-6770: What was any of that? What happened?

D-6770: I know this is just a dumb game… but how? How am I feeling all these sensations?

D-6770 presses against the tower's wall.

D-6770: This wall is cold as hell, rough too. God, I just wanna take my headset off.

Researcher Ivan Cherv: To reiterate, you are not allowed to take the headset off at any moment.

D-6770: Just cause I said something doesn't mean I'm gonna do it! Wish I could though…

D-6770 continues to circle around the tower while humming an indistinct tune.

[Playtime surpasses one hour.]

D-6770: What's even the point of this mess of a game? Nothing to do but get dragged, pulled around, and wander aimlessly. No goal. I don't even feel like I've accomplished anything during my time here. Is this one of those artsy games?

D-6770 sighs.

D-6770: I'm already missing that yellow guy. He felt different. Everyone else in this place is either a goat or that purple farmer creep.

D-6770: Wait, what's that?

D-6770 notices from afar a purple, block shaped building with a large square window. Several yellow humanoid figures similar to SCP-5045-2 can be seen at the window.

D-6770: More people? No way. I gotta get there!

D-6770 begins walking towards the building, then stops.

D-6770: Wait, this isn't right.

Researcher Ivan Cherv: What's the matter?

D-6770: I've looked at that direction before, that building definitely wasn't there before. This is a trick!

SCP-5045-1: You're pretty clever, friend!

D-6770 screams and turns around, shoving SCP-5045-1 to the ground. SCP-5045-1 laughs.

SCP-5045-1: Woo hoo! That was fun! Haven't gotten someone this into the game in a while!

D-6770: Leave me alone already!

D-6770 begins running.

D-6770: I don't understand! I couldn't touch him before, that was reflex!

A purple goat suddenly protrudes from the ground in front of D-6770. The goat has no arms, a large triangular nose, rounded pupils, and a smile. The goat speaks in a voice identical to SCP-5045-1.

Goat: Don't panic! You'll understand!

D-6770: What th- get out of the goddamn way!

Goat: Aww, many apologies for the inconvenience! Here, I'll make things easier for you!

Several of the purple goats surrounding D-6770.

Several more identical purple goats protrude from the ground, surrounding D-6770. Each goat speaks in unison.

Goats: Is that better?

D-6770: No! Not fucking better!

D-6770 turns around to see SCP-5045-1 at the other side of the goat container, observing D-6770.

D-6770: Shit, I'm trapped.

SCP-5045-1: Seems like it, bucko! Need help?

D-6770: I'm not a dumbass, I know you did this!

SCP-5045-1 chuckles.

SCP-5045-1: Like I said, you're a clever one! But enough about you. I already have everything I want outta you. Let's get things started, baby! I'm gonna make you love it here!

SCP-5045-1 jumps over the goats and begins walking towards D-6770. D-6770 stumbles over.

D-6770: No!

SCP-5045-1 reaches towards D-6770.

SCP-5045-1: Thanks for playing Goat VR!

SCP-5045 shuts off. D-6770 screams and attempts to pull his headset off.

D-6770: I can't feel my headset! Don't fucking touch me! Shit! Shi-

D-6770 collapses.

[END LOG]