| SCP-5829 |
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| Published on 30 Sep 2022 02:39 |
SPECIAL CONTAINMENT PROCEDURES:.Eparch-class objects are only anomalous by association. The video recorder that captured SCP-5829 has been confiscated by Foundation operative agents embedded within the University of Toronto, with all civilian individuals administered standard Class-A Amnestics.
The recorder has been placed in storage in the Archives and Revision Research Section of Site-43.
DESCRIPTION: SCP-5829 is the designation given to a video footage recovered from the Haliburton Forest & Wild Life Reserve, in Ontario, Canada. SCP-5829 was captured on the 5th of May, 2018, via a hidden stationary video recorder initially set up by individuals from the University of Toronto with the purpose of documenting various local wildlife on footage.
SCP-5829 captures the video of two distinct possibly anomalous entities (hereafter designated as SCP-5829-A and -B) conversing amongst each other in perfect English for several seconds. Due to the position of the video recorder, it could only capture the bottom half of the entities.
The following is a transcription of SCP-5829:
<Begin Transcript>
Footage shows a large tree branch that has fallen on the forest floor, with the camera facing a wide crystal-blue lake. In the far distance of the lake, the sun can be seen almost setting. The sound of trees rustling and loud deep footsteps becomes audible. The camera slightly shakes at this.
The legs of an extremely large humanoid (SCP-5829-A) enter the frame. Shaggy dark-brown fur covers the entirety of the humanoid's leg with the exception of its bottom feet, which are observed to be almost ape-like.
SCP-5829-A walks around in circles for several seconds, before seating itself upon the fallen tree branch, resulting in both its lower torso and arms becoming visible to the camera, the latter of which are also ape-like. SCP-5829-A audibly sighs, and places both of its hands to its face(?).
SCP-5829-A remains seated for around thirty minutes, before another sound of trees rustling once again becomes audible. The lower body of a highly-emaciated humanoid (SCP-5829-B) enters the frame. Both of its hands can be seen to possess long sharp talon-like claws, and its feet are reminiscent of the hooves of a stag (or male deer). SCP-5829-B begins to vocalize.
SCP-5829-B: Oi! Thank the gods I finally found you, you sonuvabitch. What the hell are you doing here? Though you hated this part of the woods. "Too many prying eyes", you said.
SCP-5829-A: You ever realized how beautiful the lake is here?
SCP-5829-B: The hell you saying? Lost your mind, is it? (chuckles)
No response.
SCP-5829-B: Heh. Uhhh, hey. You all right there, bud?
SCP-5829-A: (sighs) Have you ever felt like you just don't… matter anymore? Like everyone else in the world has forgotten you and left you alone? Like, you used to mean something, but then along the line of your life you just… fade away.
SCP-5829-B puts its hand on SCP-5829-A's shoulder, and seats next to it on the fallen branch.
SCP-5829-B: Hey. What are you talking about? No one's forgotten you. I… I'm still here, right? What's gotten you so worked up?
SCP-5829-A produces a crumpled piece of paper from its shaggy fur and hands it to SCP-5829-B.
SCP-5829-B: What's this?
SCP-5829-A: I just… I found that while walking alone on the trail last night. Reading it… it really fucked me up, y'know? Got me questioning things. About my life.
SCP-5829-B: (murmurs and pauses) Damn.
SCP-5829-A: Yeah, that's what I said too.
SCP-5829-B: I mean… I'm sure they don't really think that. This… Y'know, this could just be a joke.
SCP-5829-A: Don't you ever wonder why the bearded guys with the guns and traps never come any more? It's because of that! I'm… (sniffles) I'm not worth their time.
SCP-5829-B: Hey, hey! C'mon, man. Don't be like that. If they think that, then they're the ones that are wrong. You know why? Because you're here! Right now! In front of my own eyes! C'mon, look at me, alright? Fuck them. Just… fuck all of them. We don't need them to be happy with our lives. You don't need them to be happy with your life. Okay? This? (gestures at the piece of paper) This is nothing. It doesn't define you. It doesn't define anything! So… let's just… go back to my place and have a couple of drinks, alright? Forget all this "not-matter" bullshit.
SCP-5829-A: …Yeah. Yeah. You're right. (chuckles) You're always right. That shit doesn't mean nothing. Not to you. Not to me. Not to anybody. (sighs) Fuck all of 'em. Why the hell am I getting fucked up with this shit? Jesus. Those guys with beards are fucking lame anyways. (pauses) Thanks, Wend. You're… You're a good guy. I'm glad you're my friend.
SCP-5829-B: Well, I don't hear that everyday do I? (clears throat) Alright, you go ahead. I gotta take a leak.
SCP-5829-A: There's a thing called toilet holes, y'know?
SCP-5829-B: Fuck that. I'm an old-school kinda guy.
SCP-5829-A audibly laughs and stands up from the branch. It walks away out of the camera's frame, its footsteps slowly receding. SCP-5829-B also stands up, but looks back at the crystal-blue lake in front of it. It looks at the piece of paper once again.
SCP-5829-B: Assholes.
It crumples the paper into a ball and throws it to the lake, before also walking away out of frame.
<End Transcript>
Foundation operative agents investigated the location in which SCP-5829 took place, though any evidence revealing the presence of both of the entities was not able to be recovered. Despite this, Agent Griffin Clarke was able to fish out what is believed to be the piece of paper that was thrown into the lake by SCP-5829-A. The contents of the paper (in reality, a page ripped from the local daily newspaper) were partly dissolved due to water exposure, though fortunately, the main headline was able to transcribed below:
NATIONAL⋆POST
Haliburton County, Ontario
BIGFOOT PHOTO DEBUNKED, SCIENTISTS CONFIRM
EXISTENCE OF BIGFOOT STILL NOT PRESENT
BY: Bennet Clarkson