D-643980 Audio-Visual Log-Transcription
D-643980’s video feed is completely black except for one single stream of light splitting down the center field of view. D-634980's audio shows slight signs of static and distortion, but remains intelligible.
D-643980: Yes, copy. I mean, fuck. Shit, where did you send me? Where am I?
Video feed from D-643980 shows that he attempts to turn around and return but is met with blackness and an audible thud.
Frank Monroe: We don’t know. That’s why you’re there. Move forward please.
D-643980: Well, I don't have anyone pointing a gun at my head anymore, so I ain't doing shit. I'll just stay here until you come get me.
Frank Monroe: If we get you, D-Class, you will be terminated. Just do what we say and things will be fine.
D-643980: Are you fucking kidding me? D-643980 sighs. Okay, fine, I'm moving forward. There's this door. It seems like I'm, uh, like I'm in some kind of big closet.
Frank Monroe: Please exit if you can.
D-643980 pushes open the doors and falls out on. The shoulder camera spins as D-643980 stumbles, revealing “Mr. Squibbles’s Treasure Chest”.
D-643980: Jesus!
D-643980 stands up, the video feed shows the rest of the room. The theme song of the show continues in a loop in the background. The room is an exact replica of the SCP-5853-A set, however locations that aren't shown during the airing of episodes — or otherwise remain unseen to the general audience, are filled with blank, white backdrop. The sound of a door opening can be heard. SCP-5853-A-1 through -4 walk through the front. SCP-5853-4 is skipping and speaking indistinctly. D-643980 returns to hide in “Mr. Squibbles’s Treasure Chest”.
Frank Monroe: D-Class, please extend the camera out so that we can see.
D-643980 opens the chest's door slightly and points the camera outwards.
SCP-5853-A-3: What a day! We sure did learn a thing or two!
SCP-5853-A-4: Wouldn’t be another wonderful wacky Ticky Taffy day if we didn’t!
SCP-5853-A-4 flies around the room and bumps SCP-5853-A-1 in the head.
SCP-5853-A-1: My tentacles!
SCP-5853-A-2 - 4 laugh.
SCP-5853-A-1: Cut that out you two! We only have a bit longer before the town meeting!
SCP-5853-A-2: Oh boy! I hope someone brought some good ones!
SCP-5853-A-1: I’m sure they will be great, like all the others! I for one, am looking forward to it!
SCP-5853-A-3: As always! I don’t think we got any yet.
SCP-5853-A-2: Yes, usually we would see them by now.
SCP-5853-A-4 flies toward the camera. D-643980 pulls the camera back inside, D-643980's breathing is fast and labored.
SCP-5853-A-4: Can’t forget to check! To check!
SCP-5853-A-1 opens the doors and looks down at D-643980.
SCP-5853-A-1: Oh, what pleasure! Hello there, little boy! Welcome to Ticky Taffy Town! I am Mr. Squibbles.
D-643980 screams.
SCP-5853-A-3: Why is this one so loud? And so big!
SCP-5853-A-1: Little boy, it is alright! Mr. Squibbles doesn’t mean to cause you fright!
D-643980 stops screaming, the camera feed is noticeably shakey.
D-643980: Sir, what do you want me to do?
Both SCP-5853-A-1 and Doctor Monroe reply.
SCP-5853-A-1: Just have a seat and calm down. Come join us for the engagement in town!
Frank Monroe: Engage with entities while we form an extraction plan.
D-643980: Engage?!
Both SCP-5853-A-3 and Monroe reply.
SCP-5853-A-3: Ment! It’s the gathering after we all learn our lessons.
Frank Monroe: We will be sending a team in shortly for extraction. Remain calm, retreat only if absolutely vital.
D-643980: Fuck, ok.
Suddenly SCP-5853-A-2 loses all its color and turns a glowing red.
SCP-5853-A-2: What did you just say, young man?
The camera feed starts warping, and video quality drops substantially.
D-643980: I’m sorry! I’m sorry. I was scared.
SCP-5853-A-1: Mrs Bobble, do calm down. If the boy was scared, he's allowed to to express himself. However, young sir, do find better language to do so, if you would please. It’s not good to make Mrs. Bobble upset, lest you fail his righteous test. Do you understand?
Frank Monroe: D-Class, do not, in any circumstances anger the entities! It may mean the difference between life and death.
D-643980: Replying to both simultaneously. Yes sir.
SCP-5853-A-3: What’s your name, kid? Why are you so big?
Frank Monroe: D-Class, I have a hunch. Do not let them know you are an adult.
D-643980: My name, uh… is uhh, Davey and I have a… umm… growth disorder, my… uhh, bones are really big, you see.
SCP-5853-A-1: Remarkable! Well Davey, we must be off to the town meeting! You will join us as our esteemed guest.
Frank Monroe: D-Class, please proceed, we need to see the extent of the anomalous area.
D-643980: Quietly. Sounds great…
D-643980’s camera feed is led outside the front door of the domicile. D-643980 turns the camera around to show that on the front door there is an address number that reads “S01E03”.
Frank Monroe: That’s very interesting, hey Eskew?
Morgan Eskew: Yes Doctor?
Frank Monroe: Can you bring me the list of all the episodes of SCP-5853-A that feature Mr. Hister?
Morgan Eskew: Oh. Oh, oh! Yes! I See.
Outside the house, the surrounding area is made up of the miniature town that is only seen briefly in the opening sequence of the show. All structures, buildings and roads are made and stylized exactly as the miniature set-pieces would be, however are to full scale. Past what could only be seen in the immediate areas in the opening sequence, the larger space drops off to the same vacant white backdrop as to what was seen in the SCP-5853-A house. Scattered throughout this large expanse is other copies of the town, each with their own SCP-5853-A house. The towns have no regard for placement, some being located overhead or below across the vast whiteness. A long pathway leading from each house converges to a single location in the distance. This location is that of a small-town square, containing a cobblestone roundabout and a large fountain in the center. D-643980’s camera is whirled around as the group walks.
Jennifer Lam: D-Class, wait. Point your shoulder up to the diagonal right, about a half turn, and then at one o’clock.
D-643980: Huh?
Frank Monroe: Jen, what do you see? D-Class, please follow that request.
D-643980: Yeah, okay.
SCP-5853-A-2: Aww, now Dave! Don’t sound so down! Can’t be blue when you’re with this clown!
SCP-5853-A-4 then flies into SCP-5853-A-1’s head.
SCP-5853-A-1: My tentacles!
All entities burst out laughing. D-643980 nervously chuckles.
D-643980: Heh.
D-643980’s camera feed pans up and to the right.
Jennifer Lam: Monroe, see that?
Frank Monroe: Huh?
Jennifer Lam: Eskew, zoom in.
D-643980’s camera feed zooms in on one of the long roads the distance. There are other versions of SCP-5853-A-1 - 4 walking down their respective road.
Frank Monroe: D-643980, please turn your camera view so that we may see some other roads out there. Can you see anything?
D-643980: Uh, yeah, I can, but I gotta stay quiet.
SCP-5853-A-3 turns to D-643980.
SCP-5853-A-3: Don’t be quite! Start a riot! You’re stuck here now, might as well try it!
Frank Monroe: Good point D-Class, just try to point your camera at the other pathways in the distance.
D-643980 raises a thumbs up into the camera feed.
Morgan Eskew: Here it is Dr. Monroe.
Frank Monroe: Thank you, Eskew.
Jennifer Lam: There! Lam gasps. Oh God. There's a kid with each group. I've counted 3 so far.
D-643980’s camera feed shows that small children are walking with each of the groups of SCP-5853-A-1 - 4.
Frank Monroe: D-Class, please if you can aim your camera at one of the entities’ homes that are in the towns floating around you.
Camera feed from D-643980, shows him hold up a quick middle finger, before the motion of the camera is aimed at a distant entity house.
Frank Monroe: Eskew, zoom further. Can you make out the number on the door?
Morgan Eskew: Barely.
Jennifer Lam: Oh man. It reads “Sierra…Oscar…3…Echo…13”.
Frank Monroe: Ok so, yes… ok, so season three, episode thirteen, is on the list of episodes featuring SCP-5853-A-5.
Jennifer Lam: How many seasons was this show on?
Frank Monroe: Five.
Jennifer Lam: And how many episodes in each season?
Morgan Eskew: Twenty-seven.
Jennifer Lam: So exactly how many episodes are stealing children?
Frank Monroe: We’ve counted thirty… umm… thirty-one episodes with Mr. Hist… umm SCP-5853-A-5.
Jennifer Lam: Jesus, with re-runs, VHS sales, and that crazy internet showing everything now… how many children? Hundreds? Thousands?
Frank Monroe: I would gather.
Morgan Eskew: We gotta know how to properly contain this thing then!
Frank Monroe: Alright, MTF it is. I’ll submit the request.
Jennifer Lam: You’ll need my endorsement. Which I am not willing to give.
Frank Monroe: Huh?
Jennifer Lam: I’m sorry, but we can't send countless MTF ops into some place we know absolutely nothing about. That could just end up as a needless loss of life.
Frank Monroe: Jen!
Jennifer Lam: I hate this as much as you do, but we're in no position to do anything right now outside of pulling this from the public and containing it. For all we know, the children are already dead.
Frank Monroe: So, what do we do with the D-Class?
Jennifer Lam: We gather as much information as we can now, and then try to get him the hell out later.
D-643980 whispers into his mic.
D-643980: Hey, guys, we’re here.
Camera feed pans up as Researcher Eskew zooms the camera back out to bring the panorama function online. All the SCP-5853-A-1 - 4 entities from each episode have gathered at the fountain. Over one hundred entities and over two hundred children can be seen. D-643980 and his respective entities are located immediately at the fountains edge with children and other entities crowding around. Most of the children are in a state of petrified fear, while others look sleep-deprived, most are crying. The entities converse amongst themselves in a strange, unknown language. As the last of the groups make their way to the area, the continual background theme stops.
All the entities in unison: I now arrive to the sea of sin, with the red of my flesh to offer him!
From a point in the white, 15 meters above the fountain, a large 3 by 2-meter mirror-like rectangle appears. The rectangle starts spinning until the blur of its motion creates a black void, out from which SCP-5853-A-5 emerges.
Unison: Mister Hister!
The mirror behind SCP-5853-A-5 slows down to a stop, its reflective surface expels a continuous stream of white light. From the white back-drop surrounding the space, hundreds of dark humanoid entities materialize, each motionless, suspended upside-down in the air. Each humanoid entity is the size of a child.
Frank Monroe: D-Class, focus in on SCP-5853-A-5. Do not interact, unless advised.
D-643980: Whispering. Just get me out of here, okay?
Frank Monroe: We’ll do our best.
SCP-5853-A-5 speaks. Its voice is a combination of many overlapped whispers and hisses. When it speaks the suspended figures twitch and shake.
SCP-5853-A-5: Hello, my children. How is everyone today?
The crowd of SCP-5853-A entities cheer and jump.
SCP-5853-A-5: That’s so good to hear. My children, it is time to tell Mister Hister what lesson you learned today.
SCP-5853-A entities continue cheering.
SCP-5853-A-5: Ennie, Meanie, Minnie, Moe, catch a sinner by the toe.
SCP-5853-A-5 points long, slender, bony finger at one of the children opposite D-643980 on the other side of the fountain.
SCP-5853-A-5: Yes, you my child. What is your name?
The child is a female with blonde hair, approximately four to six years of age. She appears disturbed.
SCP-5853-A-Child-1-?: Um… Ummmm.
SCP-5853-A-5: My child, do I frighten you? Don’t you remember Mister Hister?
D-643980: Whispers into mic. This doesn’t look good.
Frank Monroe: Just observe D-Class. It's all we can do for right now.
SCP-5853-A-Child-1-?: The child nods. I… My name is Bethany.
SCP-5853-A-5: Well Bethany, why don’t you come up here and tell Mister Hister what lesson you learned today.
One of SCP-5853-A-5’s many tentacles extend from beneath its robe and picks up the child. The child screams. As she does, the other children are seen trying to run away, but are all intercepted by an SCP-5853-A entity.
SCP-5853-A-5: Oh, Bethany, do not cry, have no fear. Just tell Mister Hister what he wants to hear. Did you learn your lesson today?
SCP-5853-A-Child-1-?: Yes.. The child sobs. Yes, I did sir…
SCP-5853-A-5: And what was the lesson? Say it so all the other children can hear.
SCP-5853-A-Child-1-?: I… Um… Today I learned from Mr. Squibbles that it is um.. important to tie your shoes in his special way, so they don’t… um… come lose all day.
The cheer of an SCP-5853-A-1 entity can be heard from somewhere in the crowd.
SCP-5853-A-5: Oh, Bethany, that is so good, and so smart of you. Your prize is to pass through the mirror and into the Dreamlands!
All SCP-5853-A entities cheer in unison.
SCP-5853-A Entities: The Dreamlands!
The SCP-5853-A-5 tentacle throws the child into the mirror behind it. The child’s cries are cut off as her body crosses the threshold. The mirrored surface increases in luminosity. This causes more children to try to run. The SCP-5853-A entities again restrain those who attempt to flee.
Jennifer Lam: Jesus.
SCP-5853-A-5: Who is next? How about you friend?
SCP-5853-A-5 uses its tentacles to acquire a young male child, with brown hair and glasses, approximately seven to nine years in age.
SCP-5853-A-5: Hello my child. What is your name?
SCP-5853-A-Child-2-?: Tommy… Sobs. Tommy Mathis.
SCP-5853-A-5: Ahh Tommy! You look like such a smart boy with your glasses. Can you tell Mister Hister, did you learn your lesson today?
SCP-5853-A-Child-2-?: I um…
SCP-5853-A-5: Take your time, Tommy.
SCP-5853-A-Child-2-?: I remember today you told us that you met, um God the other day…. you…. uh… stared at him, and… he stared back. You uh cried and he cried too. Um… You laughed and he did too. You went to hug him, but your hands could not umm… pass through the… the… Mirror.’
SCP-5853-A-5: What a smart boy you are! And so rare! Not for this world!
SCP-5853-A-5 sighs, as the child it was holding vanishes. SCP-5853-A-5 then turns to the other children.
SCP-5853-A-5: I do like when that happens. Who’s next? How about you?
SCP-5853-A-5 grabs another child, male, black hair, five to seven years of age.
SCP-5853-A-5: And what is your name young man?
SCP-5853-A-Child-3-?: The child is sobbing uncontrollably. I… I… I…
SCP-5853-A-5: Don't be afraid, I just want to know your name.
SCP-5853-A-Child-3-?: I… I… Tyrone… Please.
SCP-5853-A-5: Well Tyrone, can you tell Mister Hister what lesson you learned today?
SCP-5853-A-Child-3-?: I… I… didn’t pay attention… I… I don’t know!
SCP-5853-A-5: You didn’t learn anything Tyrone?
SCP-5853-A-Child-3-?: No… I…
SCP-5853-A-5: Well then Tyrone, you are now going to learn your lesson.
SCP-5853-A-5 holds the child over the fountain and begins to flay them starting with the legs. Small chunks of flesh are removed by the tentacles' serrated suckers while the child screams in pain. The child can be seen and heard screaming. Blood and flesh fall into the fountain causing the water to turn red. As SCP-5853-A-5 works its way up the child’s body, it tears away at pieces of skin and flesh and tosses them into the fountain. The SCP-5853-A entities surrounding the fountain rush in and begin to devour the pieces. This causes the remaining children to attempt escape. Video feed from D-643980 shows that he also attempts to flee. All around the tentacles of SCP-5853-A-5 start to grab children at a much faster rate, skipping the pervious introductions and going straight to asking each child what lesson they learned. The many voices comprising SCP-XXX-A-5’s speech ask multiple children at the same time. As each answer they all met fate of the previous children based on their responses. (See Addendum SCP-5853-3)
D-643980: Fuck, fuck, fuck, what do I do?!
Frank Monroe: Try to find shelter of some sort! Anywhere!
In their panic, some of the children run over or are pushed off the side of the floating precipice of the town center. Their bodies, immediately lifted into the air to become a part of the floating figures above SCP-5853-A-5. D-643980's screams are heard as his video feed is pulled rapidly upwards. As D-643980 is above the fountain, dozens of children’s bodies can be seen, dismembered, skinned, quartered, and partially, if not almost completely, eaten. The SCP-5853-A entities gnaw and tear at pieces of flesh as they wade through the fountain, which is now filled with blood, bone, and viscera. SCP-5853-A-5 turns to D-643980.
SCP-5853-A-5: Well hello there! You're quite the hefty child, aren't you? No matter. Pray tell, what have you learned today?
D-643980: My Name is Dave. Dave…
SCP-5853-A-5: And Mr. Trenton, what did you learn today?
D-643980: How do I respond?!
Frank Monroe: Monroe can be heard flipping rapidly through pages of episode transcripts.: Umm… S01E03… Umm the lesson there was…
SCP-5853-A-5: What was that my friend?
D-643980: I… I remember, on my way here… I was told by Mr. Squibbles: “Don’t to make Mrs. Bobble upset, lest you fail his hideous test.”
SCP-5853-A-5: Oh, my dear child, so close… You should know the consequences of your actions. You are to exist for all stars, amongst your brothers.
D-643980: Wait. No. No. No!
SCP-5853-A-5 makes an unseen injury on D-643980 and then lifts them to the sky with the other suspended humanoid figures. Video feed from D-643980 shows that a young boy of nine to eleven years of age is suspended upside-down along with D-643980, who is also upside-down. The child is unrecognizable except for identifying clothing. The skin and muscle of show years of decay and dehydration.
D-643980: Jeremy!… Is that you!… Oh Jeremy! Oh, no! I… I’m sorry! No! Please! Please wake up! No! Jeremy!… Can you hear me! Jeremy!… Please.
Later investigation shows the clothing belonged to that of a Jeremy Trenton who was reported missing to the FBI and later UIU under strange circumstances.
D-643980: Oh Jeremy…
Frank Monroe: D-Class?
One-minute of silence.
Frank Monroe: D-643980?
One-minute silence.
Frank Monroe: D-643980, please show sign of life.
For three days, the camera feed from D-643980 can be seen, suspended upside-down next to the body. A continuous stream of red fluid, presumed to be blood, flows constantly over the camera lens. Of note, the volume of blood seen passing the shoulder cam of D-643980 throughout the three days is in excess of eighteen times the amount of blood found in the human body.
The feed is terminated three days later.
Frank Monroe: I'm sorry, Dave.