Exploration Video Log Transcript
Date: 10/21/2006
Subject: SCP-5315-A
Mission Control Team Lead: Dr. Dixie Clark
Response Team Lead: Agent Goose
Response Team Members: Agent Garcia, Agent Krete
Forward: On the morning of 10/21/1991, officials at the University of Missouri filed a missing persons report for Dr. Kenneth Conrad, a chemical engineering professor whose research focused on the recreation of rare colors and pigments. After failing to arrive for a scheduled meeting with a student, investigation of building CCTV showed no signs of the professor leaving his office the night prior. Foundation agents monitoring local police channels flagged the incident and began an investigation of the professor's office. The southern wall of the room had been haphazardly painted with a blue paint, and the section of the wall was quickly identified as an instance of SCP-5315-1. With all Foundation attempts to duplicate SCP-5315 having been unsuccessful, a search-and-rescue response team was formed with the goal of recovering the professor from SCP-5315-A in the hopes that the formula for SCP-5315 could be extracted from him. While the inhabitants of SCP-5315-A have shown no prior ill will toward the Foundation or baseline reality, given their advanced nature and the many years having gone unchecked the mission to recover the means of creating SCP-5315 has been deemed critical. It is unknown how he obtained the means through which to produce the substance.
[BEGIN LOG]
Video feed attached to Agent Goose begins in the office of Dr. Conrad facing the blue painted wall. After another agent gives a thumbs up, the three agents sprint into the painted wall where they are suddenly transported into a murky underwater area. After several minutes of combing the water, the trio proceed to the surface. Upon climbing topside, the three strip out of their scuba gear and plant a marker for easy relocation of the entry pool.
Clark: Alrighty boys, you know the mission. It is possible that nearly a day has elapsed since Conrad's entry and we have a lot of ground to cover so let's get moving. Since we used the same entry rift as him, we should have exited out into the same pool as him. Since there is no sign of him there we can rule it out. If it comes to it we will contend with the idea that he could have hopped into the wrong pool trying to get back and drowned, but for now lets focus on dry land. It's been a decade and some change since I last saw this place as a junior researcher on the project so your guess is as good as mine on what to expect. Stay vigilant.
Goose: Roger that Mam.
After approximately 12 minutes of searching, Krete sends out a distress signal to the group. The two other agents rush to find him surrounded by about 2 dozen large Chiropteran entities.
Clark: Great, pack hunters. Now I'm really feeling optimistic about this mission. Last I checked they aren't an endangered species, so feel free to go ahead and dispatch them as needed.
A loud shriek then fills the recording audio as a massive entity resembling a feathered serpent spanning several meters descends down, scattering the pack. Saddled atop the serpent is a structure resembling a trolley car, affixed to the creature's back via a series of pistons that seem to stabilize the car in a level position as the serpent writhes its body. Several humanoid entities dressed in what appears to be tactical gear emerge from the car and surround the response team agents. After looking the agents up down for a few seconds, one of the entities etches out the letters S - C - P in the mud with his foot and looks back at the agents pensively.
Goose: *Nods*
The entity motions for the team to board the car and after receiving control room approval from Clark, the team follows them in. Several minutes pass while the crew sit silently aboard the car; looking out the window, cities and other flying serpents can be spotted amongst the mountains. The serpent eventually touches down at what appears to be a military base and the team is led off the car. The team is then escorted into the base passing several instances of SCP-5315-X and Y along the way before eventually being ordered to sit down in what looked to be an interrogation room. Waiting for them in the room were two entities, a tall finely dressed SCP-5315-X, and a solemn-faced SCP-5315-Y wearing decorated military attire.
SCP-5315-Y: Hello. Welcome. I am Dr. Ruub and this is Agent Thuuthuuru. Following visits past by your kind, a number of books and writings were left behind. A select of us have spent much time learning from them and attempting to decipher your language in the hopes that you may return. Am I understood to you?
Goose: *Nods*
Ruub: Wonderful. It brings me much happiness to know that our work has been paid. Before I go on, I must confirm you are who you say. Do you have the code?
After several seconds of flipping through pages of notes, Clark relays the code to Goose. Goose taps a series of morse code beats on the table. Agent Thuuthuru nods in acceptance back at Ruub.
Ruub: More wonderful. Welcome SCP. We are happy to welcome you back after such long time. I will now turn this conversation to Agent Thuuthuuru and become translator.
Thuuthuuru speaks in Ruuluuth language.
Ruub: He says he knows you are here for job. You are searching for someone?
Goose: *Nods* Yes, do you know where they are?
Ruub relays this to Thuuthuuru who responds back in Ruuluuth language.
Ruub: The "someone" is here.
A human male matching the description of Conrad is then escorted into the room. He stares wide-eyed at the response team.
Goose: Hello Dr. Conrad, my name is Agent Goose. It appears you're a little lost. We were sent here to search and rescue you on the behalf of the SCP Foundat—
Conrad: I don't want to hear it. The SCP? What is that, some sort of CIA clandestine group? Code for the Illuminati. Nope, nope, nope, I'll be damned to consider consorting with the likes of you. I'm staying here.
Goose takes a deep breath before attempting to feign a smile.
Goose: Now doctor, I assure you we are only here to help you. If you would allow me to, I will gladly explain who we are. Don't you want to come home?
Conrad: What part of NO don't you understand? And home? There isn't anything there for me. I don't have a family of my own, between teaching and research I hardly have any time for friends or hobbies, and whatever joy I used to glean from my research as all but been snuffed out by the bureaucracy of the educational system. And for pete sake I study colors, I'm not making much of a difference. And the one good thing to ever come from my research, whatever it is that I did to lead me here, I'm sure is going to be all but confiscated by you or the government or whoever and I'm going to be locked up in some facility to never tell the tale. So no, I don't want to go back with you. I want to make a new life, here.
Goose: Let's try to be sensible about—
Conrad: I said NO. *Turns to Ruub and Thuuthuuru* Please, won't you let me stay? I'll do whatever it takes; just don't let them take me.
Conrad spins to face Ruub and Thuuthuuru
Conrad: Please, won't you let me stay? I'll do whatever it takes; just don't let them take me.
Discussion between Ruub and Thuuthuuru.
Ruub: Now I think the nice man here is good meaning. I don't know if we—
Conrad: What if I tell you how I got here? How I made the portal?
Discussion between Ruub and Thuuthuuru.
Ruub: Thuuthuuru says that if you can provide such information, your refuge may be granted.
Conrad shoots a grin at the team before approaching Ruub. He hands Ruub a torn out journal page. After eyeing the page up and down, Ruub leans over and whispers the contents to Thuuthuuru who then whispers something back. Thuuthuuru then stands up and opens his arms as if looking to embrace, a wide smile spreading across his face.
Ruub: Thuuthuuru says welcome to your new home.
Smiling, Conrad goes to enter the embrace of Agent Thuuthuuru. As he does so though, Ruub suddenly procures a syringe from within his shirt pocket it and quickly drives it into the professor's neck. The man then fell limp as the agent picks up his body and cradles it in his arms as he approaches the team. He then hands the body to Agent Krete and gives a nod to Ruub who begins to speak.
Ruub: He belongs to you. We have simply put him to sleep. We know you have the potion that makes you forget, just as we do; give it to him. Just as it is not healthy for him to know of this place, it is not healthy for our people to know of him.
Ruub is noticeably more solemn now.
Ruub: You fear us; we know this. You want to protect your people, as do we. Things are different, very different since you last came. The new order, the powers that are, they fear you being here. They have no interest in your world, and they want to be sure our people have no interest in it either. You are a myth, a story. They want to keep it that way.
Ruub glances at Thuuthuuru, then begins to speak in a more hushed tone.
Ruub: Thuuthuuru cannot understand us. Few can, and you may find it strange to know that only those of Xett have been chosen to learn your tongue. Human nature is to wonder; to look across the ocean and wonder what may lie on the other side, or to look up to the sky and wonder what it may be like to live amongst the stars. Ruuluuth has no seas, nor stars. While not spoken so freely, those who work close to the Order know what they fear most. They fear the day the Yett will begin to wonder. They fear the day the Yett will yearn of their home. You fear that we may one day come once again and seek to harm your world; but the truth is the Order has destroyed almost all knowledge on how to reach your world. Some remains, but it is tightly held. When you leave, me and Thuuthuuru will have our knowledge stripped from us. It is for the best. Just as you have your reasons for keeping us hidden, we have ours.
Ruub walks towards Agent Goose, offering the journal page containing the formula to SCP-5315.
Ruub: As a sign of trust, we give this to you. We have no need for it. We trust it in your hands, and we hope that trust is well placed. I am sure you understand the precautions we wish to take. You are welcome as guests always, and when you leave we will begin monitoring the Swamp for your arrival next. We look forward to our continued friendship.
The team is escorted out of the room and back to the extraction point.
[END LOG]
Following the events of the incident, viable instances of SCP-5315 have been created based on the retrieved formula. After an uncooperative interview with Conrad attempting to find where he learned the formula from, he was ultimately administered amnestics and released. In 1993, the Foundation released under alias a public research paper detailing a modified composition of "Mayan Blue" consisting of indigo dye and palygorskite clay that would possess the durability of the original but without the anomalous effects; this was done in the hopes of halting further research into the pigment. Suspension of testing has been ended.