Hello, my name Researcher Rowe Lucian. Today I will be talking
about a lesser-known Group of Interest to the Foundation: The Parawatch Wiki.
Group of Interest: Parawatch Wiki
Database ID: 1109
Area of Operations: North America, Europe, online sites
Threat Level: Green ●
Overview: The Parawatch Wiki is an online web forum of conspiracy theorists, paranormal
enthusiasts, and amateur writers, operating with the intent of investigating and exposing
anomalous phenomena. Geographically the group is disparate, its users primarily hailing from North
America and Europe. No common background exists — age, careers, and other demographics vary.
The group's operations are mainly in the form of compiling stories on their forum,
detailing encounters with paranormal phenomena, historical cases, and any unusual events users
have experienced. While moderation has enabled a loose degree of coordination, further efforts are
hindered by the sheer spread of the userbase. Any impact the site could have is limited.
Several clusters of members are noted to collaborate in exploring forested regions
of the United States and Canada, though they are relatively small in comparison to the full group.
Containment Approach: Minimal.
Although Parawatch is heavily invested in its investigation of the anomalous,
continuous monitoring has found that the group lacks a comprehensive understanding of:
The Foundation's existence. The Veil.
The nature of anomalous phenomena. Theories posed by the group lack context on actual
circumstances, leading to inaccurate beliefs that limit the potential for an information breach.
This, in combination with obscurity to the general public and doubt towards the truthfulness
of their stories, prevents them from being a significant threat to the Veil's stability.
As such, Parawatch is to be left active as a disinformation measure to hinder and mislead
investigations into the existence of the Veil. Any leads may be misdirected by Foundation
implants at their discretion. Recognition of actual circumstances will be met with
the deletion of the offending content and the progressive amnesticization of the userbase.
No direct action is to be taken at this time.
My brother used to be a fisherman.
Six in the morning he'd shift out of bed, drift into the kitchen, sift through
breakfast without a so much as a single clink of a utensil, and once I'd wake up the house would
be empty. He'd drive to the lake a few minutes off the town outskirts and, once he was content,
he'd drive home. Same hours, same timing. Always caught, always released. Always
kept to the vicinity of town — the small-scale lifestyle. Liked it best that way, he told me.
I never worried about him. He was a strong guy, and even if hick flair radiated off of
him with enough force to set a Geiger counter ringing, he was smart. He could find his way
through a forest and trace his steps with the precision to repeat the same path a day later.
Knew better than to go out fishing when it was night — it's when the weird things
start to swim — but even the few times he did he'd turn back safe and sound.
It was why he was the only person people trusted with finding me when I went missing.
Here is what I remember of it myself: At four in the morning I left bed,
unable to sleep, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
I left a set of plates and utensils on the table, pulled my brother's fishing gear from the closet,
and, without a single clink, stumbled out of the house. From what I hear,
several people saw me treading the path my brother normally drove along to the lake.
I'd never gone that way before. All I was thinking of was the dull, warm wind and a pinching pain at
the roof of my mouth. No one intervened. They all thought I was heading to see my brother.
I blacked out.
Here is what other people have told me:
At six in the morning my brother found blood in the kitchen. It trailed straight through
the woods and stopped three feet from the lake edge. Footprints halted too. He knocked from door
to door, asking anyone if they'd seen me, and soon after cop cars pulled in around our house.
They told him to stay put, that they could handle a search and rescue operation,
but, while they scoured the lake, he went off on his own. My neighbors wished him luck.
At nine in the morning he came back, my neighbors asking if he found any signs of me. My brother
stepped past them and locked the front door shut. Every blind was dragged down, every curtain
closed. The people who saw him go in said he had a thousand-yard stare. He didn't come out for hours.
At six in the afternoon, just as storm weather rolled into the region,
my brother unlocked the front door. He told my neighbors he was going fishing.
He carried a loaded shotgun with him to the car.
No one intervened. All the police noted was that his car was parked by the lake.
Some time early in the next day, a mile from town, surrounded by nothing
but tree after tree after tree, I woke up. There was a hole in the roof of my mouth.
My brother's shotgun, blood-smeared and unloaded, laying in my hands. Lake water soaked my clothes.
I couldn't remember what happened that night. I couldn't remember where my
brother went. I couldn't remember why half of him was dripping on the dirt next to me.
The paramedics who found me said there was a fishhook in my mouth.
- - -
I left town for good. I settled into a urban apartment, one in a city where the streetlights
never fail to shield you from the shadows, where I've stayed ever since. But that night
clings to me. Whether it's the numbness I feel, or the blank spots I recall,
what happened out there has left a permanent scar on me. Having to hear people go through
similar experiences to mine — some having even less resolution than mine — makes it worse.
This is why I joined Parawatch. I want to document all of the unnatural events myself
and others have experienced, to inform people on what lurks just out of our sight, to help
anyone who has the misfortune to encounter it. I want to bring people the resolution they need.
For those of you who are passing by, I hope you take the time to read what we've compiled,
to better avoid the circumstances people like myself have fallen victim to.
And for those of you who are in it for the long haul, welcome to the Watch.
We aren't in this darkness alone.
Anomalies associated with the Parawatch Wiki:
SCP-5346 was discovered via a post by a user under the name of RageTheComic
on 03/21/12 on Parawatch.net
SCP-5818 is a phenomenon that occurs when following the directions of user named DontAsk
User Fyres describes a collection of copies of the The Faceless Live in Evanholly
(now designated as SCP-4430) in a post dated 29/03/15
In 2009, a post was made to the forum on the Parawatch wiki detailing SCP-4901
but due to the conflation of both true and false information in the post, as well as
general infosec policy regarding Parawatch, this was not considered a containment breach.
SCP-4509 was first brought to Foundation attention
after several posts involving Windigo Cold Cases from a user known as "cutecanine511"
on the conspiracy forum "Parawatch" were discovered by an MTF Gamma-5 web crawler
SCP-4240 is a series of instructions, referred to as 'The Roundabout Game',
originally posted on parawatch.net in late 2015.
Foundation Web-crawlers are still currently scrubbing through each post on the forum
to find any connection to any previous existing or currently undocumented SCPs.
It’s tireless work to separate fact from fiction.