Audio and video recordings recovered along with Dr. Dendridge by team 2, additional footage recorded by team 2 during extraction. Transcribed June 7th 2009

June 5th, 2009, 12:00

Did some more poking in the East Wing. It's obvious something was living here, but all I'm finding right now is nesting. It's odd, though. So far, no sign droppings at all, but considerable signs of activity. I'd estimate the colony would have to have at least fifteen members if they really are some kind of cat. More if they're smaller, less if there's some big variant I haven't collected witness reports on.

But still. Cats are fastidious but this is ridiculous. Not a single piece of scat anywhere. If there's a way to tame them, maybe that would be a selling point? Who likes scooping litter anyway!

June 5th, 2009, 17:00

Moved on to the second floor. I thought it was going to be a bust, couldn't find much of anything. But then… Oh lord. Whatever they are, they're definitely clean freaks. I found two rooms, before I decided to take a break, with piles of desiccated corpses. Not really neatly stacked, but not just a … not important. The important thing is that none of them showed any signs of distress. Some of them had slices along major blood vessels that look like they could have been scalpels. Some of them had dozens of tidy pairs of puncture wounds above the same sets of major vessels. Oddly, none on the femoral. Too deep? Or too likely to launch them from the pressure? That's a heck of an image, an otherworldly predator being tossed into the air like a mentos-powered-diet-coke-rocket-of-blood. I think my objectivity may be slipping here. Going to head out, and come back with some 'armor' on. It seems covering all of the surface vessels should be fine, judging from the dumping rooms.

June 5th, 2009, 23:45

I returned around 18:00 and finished my checks of the second floor without incident. I can't tell how old they are without a followup, but appears they're quite fatal to their prey. In none of the cases I looked over were there any signs of defensive injuries or distress.

When I came back down to the nesting floor, I started hearing those small sounds of movement again. After a much more thorough search, I found places where holes in the wall had been obscured by rags and boxes. Easy access in and out of the building for the small and four footed. Clever things.

June 5th, 2009, 00:15

Who is a cutie? That's right, you are! Ahh, they're so adorable. I found one, finally, snoozing partway in a boot. Perhaps the size of my outstretched palm, I'm giving him a closer look.

Distinct tabby markings. Thunderous purr, you little monster. Kneading the leather jacket and nuzzling the crook of my arm like he's looking for milk. Absolutely a good thing I went back out for the protection though.

June 5th, 2009, 00:17

Getting a little warm in the jacket, so there's that. No signs of aggression from the 3000 "kitten". I suspect the adults are out hunting as we speak, but I haven't seen any signs of threat or hazard, so just going to relax and see if she likes string. A leather jacket can be seen tossed aside Ahh, so much better with the jacket off. So sofffffft, and listen to you rumble. Such a sweet little th…

<audio trails off and the camera feed rises to show the ceiling>

When Dr. Dendridge missed his 01:00 check-in with team 2, SCP contingencies were triggered, and secondary backup entered the lair.

They found Dr. Dendridge sitting with his back to a walk, nearly unconscious, petting a small instance of SCP-3000. It was cuddled on his right arm, purring loudly enough to be heard across the room and nuzzling the inside of the doctor's elbow.

When team 2 approached, the instance rose, arched its back in a classic feline threat display, fur bristling with teeny menace revealing blood on its adorable face. With its tiny tail like a stiff flag, it hissed at the team as if it was trying to warn them away from its prey. When they continued to approach, it darted off into the darkness. Team 2 opted to extract the comatose Dr. Dendridge . From the footage it can be clearly seen that there were dozens of reflective eyes watching the team from the darkness where the "kitten" retreated into.