NOTICE FROM THE FOUNDATION RECORDS AND INFORMATION SECURITY ADMINISTRATION
The following document was originally written in 1906, following a non-standard format used before the Information and Archival Offices standardized the SCP format. Furthermore, non-standard language is used all-throughout. Due to newly sparked interest, it is being updated to fit the format currently in use.
— Eugenio Sierra, Site-137 RAISA liaison.
Item designation: ODBJAG-37-2669
Detail of Suppression and/or Containment of Item: Every uncontained specimen of SCP-2669 is to be found and contained within Sector-37. Due to documented cases of huntings of SCP-2669 by the local population and the police, it is thus imperative that Foundation forces intercept any and all hunting parties aiming to kill SCP-2669, for both the protection of civilians and the conservation of SCP-2669 instances. In the event that a corpse of an instance is found after unauthorized personnel hunted it down, the corpse is to be disposed of through incineration. Witnesses are to be detained and convinced by any means necessary that SCP-2669 is not real. In case of resilience, bribery, indefinite detainment and/or extorsion can be used.
All contained specimen of SCP-2669 are to be kept in the subterranean chambers of Sector-37. As their nature and capabilities are thus far unknown, they are to be kept blindfolded and sedated. Likewise, they have to be fed twice a day.
Doctor Boureau has permission to supervise experimentation on SCP-2669 instances.
If an SCP-2669 instance breaches containment, use of lethal force against it is allowed.
Description of Item: SCP-2669 refers to a species of roughly humanoid individuals that are deeply malformed. Some members have biological structures integrated with their selves that are similar to tools and machinery. However, close inspection reveals that all these alterations of the human form are constructed from their biological tissues such as muscle tissue, bones and hair.
To date, only five SCP-2669 specimens have been contained as all others encountered had been killed by civilians in public executions and hunts. The table below shows these five contained SCP-2669s.
- SCP-2669-1: Resembes an adult woman. Torso and head are covered in a bone-like substance. Cracks are present in locations, as if the substance has been hit by blunt objects repeatedly.
- SCP-2669-2: Resembes three adult men conjoined together. Entity possesses three heads, 12 limbs. Limbs have non-normative endings, each resembling tools akin to hammers, scissors and wrenches.
- SCP-2669-3: ████████ █ ███████ ███████ █████. ██ ████ ██ ████████, ████ ████ ████ ███ ███ ██████ ████. ██████ █████ █████████, ██ █████ ██ █████ ██ ████████████. [██████]: SCP-2669-3 █████ ██ ███████ █████. ██████ ███████ ███████. Specimen was killed whilst trying to breach containment.
- SCP-2669-4: Resembles a child. Very small. Lacks a head and other distinguishing features. Overtly thin limbs and body. Entity hasn’t grown visibly in three years.
- SCP-2669-5: Resembles an adult woman. Ribcage is exposed. Non-normative organs can be seen inside of it. When prompted, the mouth produces a substance akin to spiderweb.
Though they have been seldom sighted in the wild, SCP-2669 have been known to commonly inhabit the surroundings of Igualada,1 with some isolated members found all over the surroundings of Barcelona. SCP-2669 specimens live in small rustic communities in forests and riverbanks, avoiding towns and other inhabited centers. They are known to raid farmsteads in search of sustenance, which prompts them to be seen by inhabitants of the area, who subsequently hunt them down.
To date, twenty-three corpses of SCP-2669 have been found in the wild.
The origins of SCP-2669 are unclear, but experimentation2 in containment and observation in the wild has shown that they possess near human intellect or something similar to it. Furthermore, no members of SCP-2669 were ever witnessed before 1896, thus leading the Sector-37 Research Department to conclude that SCP-2669 has appeared recently. With the aims of discovering the nature of SCP-2669, an interview with SCP-2669-1 has been conducted as it is the only specimen that possesses a working mouth.3
Post Interview Notes:
The interview was successful. Subject SCP-2669-1 started the interview by pleading to see its daughter, reiterating that its name is Julia and finally being grateful when I informed it that the surgical procedures to remove her exoskeleton were put on hold. It then explained that it came from Calaf but, when it was 12 years old, started working for the Roch colony, which is a company town near the river Anoia. Then it started mumbling, and we couldn’t hear much. Following a briefing with the Site Director Barragán, current recommended actions should be investigating the Roch factory, just in case it is another manifestation of an anomaly from Eastern Europe.
Doctor Boureau
Twelfth of March of 1906
First Addition:
The Roch family is one of the main industrialists in the country, specialising in textile manufacture. The so-called "Roch factory" is one of the biggest ones in Catalonia, located near a small village called Can Hortons. Investigations have shown that the owners of the place bought the land in 1888. The factory was fully operational in 1893.
In 02/04/1906, a six man team was sent to the town nearest to Roch factory, a place called Can Hortons. Fragments of the logs written by Sergeant Nogales:
02/04/1906:
Even though this town is very close to its neighboring communities, it’s very small and isolated. Nearly abandoned. I had never heard of it. It’s no more than seven operational buildings on the side of the hill, and the rest are abandoned. Even the church is ruined. The factory can be seen from here, sitting on the side of the river and throwing up smoke to the air.
The inn was the only place that was open. He was pale when we asked for a room. Told him we were agents of the Guardia Civil looking for an escaped fugitive. He told us that nobody passed through here. Then Llopis asked about monsters, and he got even paler. He said that he had seen things in the night. That another local, a hunter, had once poached what looked like a small boar at first and turned out to be a man without a head running on all fours. He then whispered that one morning a man with no face came in, took a porrón of dark wine and left. Paid with money from the Roch factory.
That lead to us asking what he thought about the Rochs. He said that it was good for business, but it would be better if they let people come out of it more often. Apparently, all the farmers and shepherds in the area moved into the company town to work for it. He did specify that the owners are very respectable folk, coming from the city, and that they did a good job on making sure that the people around didn’t starve.
05/04/1906:
The factory itself looms in the distance. We’ll stay here until more orders from the director arrive.
After three days in Can Hortons, we talked with a group of members of the security forces of the Roch factory. They came into the inn, drank a bit and inquired as to our presence in town. Our cover story held up. In fact, they said that coincidentally they had also been looking for a criminal that had escaped the factory grounds.
On an aside, Codrescu, who has been around monsters and skin-changers and other beings of that ilk told me to be careful with the officers from Roch. He said that their skin was wrong, and it was giving him a bad feeling.
We went outside and asked them about the bundle they were carrying over one of their horses. It was moving around and making muffled sounds. They told us that if we didn’t want to get in trouble with the Roch family, we should stop putting our noses where they aren’t needed.
Second Addition:
As of 08/04/1906, surveillance of the Anoia region has discovered three more instances of SCP-2669, six kilometers away from the Roch Factory. Eleven witnesses of the anomaly were found and detained.
Contact with Sergeant Nogales’ team was reestablished, and they were asked to enter the premises of the Roch colony.
09/04/1906
After receiving the orders from the superiors, four of us walked up to the walls of the colony. The door was closed and there was a guard with a dog. He didn’t let us through. He said we needed a warrant. I produced our fake warrant. He said that wasn’t enough, that the Rochs are the biggest industrialists in the country and that a group of policemen can’t just enter the factory and snoop around. When more guards appeared, we left.
We explored the perimeter of the area and found a hole in the wall. Jaccard was the only one that could fit in it, so he entered. We gave him a gun, one of those new portable cameras that they have developed back home and a notebook. He had orders to return in an hour.
10/04/1906
It is a day later and Jaccard still isn’t back.
11/04/1906
The officers are here and asking for us. Looking from the window of the inn, they no longer look human. At least three resemble the third SCP-2669 we contained, and another is conjoined with its horse. The innkeeper has disappeared. I will send Codrescu back to Sector-37 with these notes and the other four of us will speak with these “men”.
Third Addition:
Following Officer Codrescu’s arrival on Sector-37, a letter was sent to Manuel Roch's4 estate, posing as the pertinent authority from the Guardia Civil, and asking for explanations and the return of the captives. The following response was received.
To the most esteemed Colonel Barragán of the apparent Guardia Civil.
I hope this letter finds you well on your pathetic hiding hole. Because as it finds you, I happen to have found the spies you wormed into my burrow. I will let you know that as the leader of the Roch family and its large capital might, I do not take kindly to witnesses to my business practices.
Whence god remade the Earth, every man was given claws to hunt and a mouth to eat. My family is a long lineage and doesn't take well to upstarts and bureaucrats trying to police what I can and cannot hunt and what I can and cannot eat in my legally acquired land.
Yet I hold a sliver of respect for what your Foundation does, and thus consider it a token of good faith to have your snooping dog be returned to you at the gates of my Factory.
Manuel Roch
27/05/1906
In 01/06/1906 a better armed team was sent to Can Hortons. On the doors of the Roch factory, a group of security members gave them an SCP-2669 on a leash. When they returned, the specimen was identified as Sergeant Nogales thanks to its clothing and the writings on its person. It was subsequently contained as SCP-2669-6. Among other physical aberrations, the instance has one working eye, its right arm ends with a sharp utensil, its left arm squirts ink from a gland on the palm of its hand and its legs are barely functional. It answers to the name of "perro" but has demonstrated no higher intelligence.
In its possession, it had a notebook with the following writing.
12/04/1906
The security personnel brought us into the factory and put us in a makeshift brig. Jaccard was there, but nonresponsive. Llopis said he might be too scared to respond to us, but being scared is unusual for a veteran of the Occult War. We left him alone and got to planning. The guards are not human. They don’t have faces and their arms bend in unnatural ways.
Jaccard has woken up from his stupor. He doesn’t say much, but is grateful that we are here. He showed us his leg. It’s a stump of muscle and bone now and he can’t walk. He refuses to say how it happened to him.
He did speak of what he saw before they captured him. He said all the people in the factory were members of SCP-2669.
Probably 19/04/1906
We have found that the cell doors are rusty. With a bit of luck and saliva we will escape. Yet it is imperative that I record the happenings in this factory.
At this point, the writing becomes jagged.
Escape was possible, yet I can’t fully believe what I saw. Jaccard was in fact right. There are machines that scream like people there. Big looms of bone and sinew sort the strings produced from the mouths and stomachs of men and women as children with needle-like fingers sew it together. Faceless foremen walk through the rows with whips and scream orders mouthlessly.
There are steam machines that power chains made of bone that force amalgams of men and women to stab the clothes with their teeth. I am in the rafters and I can see a man six times my size being skinned as he screams. They plug his mouths with grease. The women skinning him have had their arms removed and replaced with white knives.
They have heard me.
Three pages are covered in blood and considered irrecoverable.
I write this after my unholy transformation. I can use left hand to put ink into my right hand and write into the notebook.
Regardless of the abhorrent nature of my writing, I have to continue my testimony. I was brought to the factory chapel by the guards, where my four companions had been arranged. Unmoving. Bled out.
There was a thing in the altar, coiled around the cross. “El Karcista” the chorists called it. It sang in in Spanish at first, about an “Ión” and a “Yabaldoth”. Then they sang in another voice and the thing in the back of the church came closer. It was a worm of flesh and muscle and skin and it growled like the steam machines and the hammers. Upon the head, there was a face that I recognised from photos. It was Manuel Roch.. My hand is no longer mine yet I use it to write these words upon the parchment. My vision is always red. I am back on the cell. I am scared. I am scared. I am scared.
The 41 following pages have been filled with inconsequential scribbling.
Addendum 2669-4:
The members of the expedition team save for Nogales and Codrescu are listed as Killed In Action. SCP-2669-6 died of presumed natural causes on 16/03/1912. Its corpse was taxidermized, and was posthumously awarded a Foundation Medal in 1955. According to the record, at the time of his death, there were at least 12 other SCP-2669 instances contained in Sector-37. The remains of seven such instances are contained in Site-137’s Safe-Class Anomalous Item Storage silos.
The Roch factory was attacked in 1932 during a strike organized by the “Cábala de Trabajadores Comunistas”5 which burned the complex to the ground. No remains of the building have been found after extensive searches. It is unknown if any SCP-2669 instance survived the event.
There are no currently contained instances of SCP-2669.
Addendum 2669-5:
An interview with Eusebi Roch, the patriarch of the Roch family and CEO of Rotex S.A.6 as of 1989 was arranged by the GoI Espionage and Counterespionage office of Site-137. The target only agreed to talk with Director Romero.
<Director Romero and Eusebi Roch are sitting in the Site Director’s office. There are four minutes of silence as the two look at each other, unmoving.>
Dir. Romero: Will you say anything?
Eusebi Roch: You summoned me here. I don’t want to be rude. This is like your house, after all.
Dir. Romero: Perhaps. First I want you to know that it's highly unusual for a man of my position to talk to a man with your condition. You didn't want to talk to anyone else, so here we are.
Eusebi Roch: Ah, classic. Belittling me. But remember that every man needs to waddle in shit sometimes. Regardless, whatever it is, we didn’t do it. Our family has been keeping to the good side of the forces of order since I became its patriarch.
Dir. Romero: Far be it from me to put in question your accomplishments, but this is about the Factory.
Eusebi Roch: Which factory? We have a lot of those, nowadays.
Dir. Romero: Your first one.
Eusebi Roch: Which one is that?
Dir. Romero: In the Anoia.
Eusebi Roch: Oh. That old thing. That’s from before my time. My uncle headed that enterprise, after being elevated by the Rend.7 He pridefully called himself a karcist and aimed to revolutionize even more the industrial revolution. Make the most profit out of the world while it still hadn’t been eaten by the Great Devourer.
Dir. Romero: How thoughtful of him. He surely was very proud of the great service he made to the nation.
Eusebi Roch: Absolutely. He died in the fire, a victim of people who didn’t agree with his quest for a better world. And immediately after, I inherited the entire estate of the family and moved away from that particular enterprise.
Dir. Romero: My aim then is knowing the following: do any other instances of SCP-2669 exist nowadays?
Eusebi Roch: And that is? I don’t dabble on your made-up language.
Dir. Romero: The workers.
Eusebi Roch: What workers?
<Dir. Romero produces a photo of SCP-2669-5.>
Dir. Romero: We had a lot of these things running around in the 1910s from what I'm told. And even if you and I have some sort of an agreement, my bosses want to know if we are at danger of seeing more of these things scuttling about.
Eusebi Roch: Oh. These. <He picks up the photo and looks at it.> Beautiful. But don't worry. You, specifically, don’t have to worry about that.
Dir. Romero: I am a Director of the SCP Foundation. It’s my job to worry about whatever you do and don’t do in the shadows.
Eusebi Roch: I don't do anything in the shadows! Transparency is one of our main drives! Can you say the same about you?
Dir. Romero: I won't get into a debate over methods with you.
Eusebi Roch: Good. Because you'd lose. We see the world as it is. We give work to disenfranchised people far and wide. We give things purpose, meaning.
<Silence on recording.>
Eusebi Roch: Look, Francisco, the world is already focused on an eternal cycle of consumption, whether you like it or not. We are all part of it. The Great Devourer won and we've gone global. So, whatever happens, it won’t be happening in your backyard anymore.
Dir. Romero: I don’t like this tone, Eusebio.
Eusebi Roch: And I don’t like you lot trying to get in on my business again. We are a family friendly enterprise. We give cheap clothing to everyone who wants it. We operate on a free world. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have other meetings to attend.
<Following this exchange, Eusebi Roch left the premises of Site-137.>
As of 1991, eleven new corpses resembling SCP-2669 have been found in China, Vietnam, Bangladesh and Colombia. Drafts to update this file are currently in progress.