SCP 1762 where the dragons went fantasy
is one of our most pervasive fictional
genres as it is integrated itself into
movies videogames books comics and any
other medium of entertainment for
thousands of years people have enjoyed
telling tales of fantastical worlds and
mythical creatures entertaining and
amusing one another with things beyond
our own existence although we often
write off any sort of belief in fantasy
to the whimsies of children the
eccentric or of ancient unenlightened
civilizations SCP 1762 is about belief
in the fantastical 1762 is one of the
sadder articles on the site as it shows
a tragedy that the foundation was
helpless to prevent and ultimately a
loss of innocence SCP 1762 is a small
cardboard box spray-painted silver on
the outside and inside with the words
here be dragons written on the side of
it with a black marker the box is
normally empty but occasionally will
open by itself billowing out a large
amount of black smoke during this period
a number of small animate creatures will
emerge from the box ranging from 50 to
over 400 these creatures resemble
dragons both eastern and western designs
but are made from origami paper in forms
similar to origami models they are each
capable of flight reaching speeds up to
15 km/h and will fly around in groups
interacting playfully with each other
and anyone nearby after two to three
hours the Dragons will fly back into the
box which emits smoke once again ending
with the box closing itself
occasionally at this point a message
will appear on top of the box but the
foundation has been unsuccessful in
transmitting any messages to the box or
its denizens 1762 entered foundation
custody sometime around 2004 and when
the Box first opened itself a message
was left on top of it I think it's best
if I simply read some of these messages
in their entirety
the first message read you have found us
thank you it has been so long since we
last saw each other friends the peace
has been upheld the Giants and behemoths
have kept their word and have not caused
any trouble since he last came and gave
the order we missed your company how is
your family been do you still know how
to work your room you are welcome to
visit anytime
clearly the messages addressed someone
other than the foundation as the
foundation has no idea how to respond
and there's no details as to who the
previous owner of the box was the second
message the Box sent bread it's strange
to see how much your world has changed
it is even stranger to see how we now
appear in this place in fantasy we are
much bigger or maybe you've grown taller
fantasy is still the same we hope you
can visit us like you used to
though our room is as grand as ever
it appears yours has shrunken we do not
understand the rooms were supposed to be
maintained as was our agreement please
restore the belief it would seem that
the denizens of the box hail from
another world or dimension they called
fantasy and the forms we see come out of
the box are not their true forms also
there are apparently two rooms through
which interactions between the two
worlds were done and although theirs is
grand
ours is shrunken much like their form
they tell the foundation to restore the
belief but without further details and
with no way to return communications the
foundation leaves the box to sit some
time later the box opens but only 20
creatures come out and do not fly around
the message on the Box read friends we
apologize for our few numbers we have
had to remain in fantasy for quite some
time
the others are growing impatient we are
trying to keep the peace but please for
all of our happiness repair the room
quickly we know you are trying your
family is the most imaginative of us all
at this point we're left with far more
questions than answers such as who are
the others what is the room and what
exactly do they mean by our family
unfortunately things get worse from here
so more time passes until the box opens
and only ten creatures come out along
with three balls of yellow crumpled
construction paper
these balls it shook violently for a few
seconds before stopping and the
creatures picked them up and put them
back in the box the message read the
Giants were foolish your room was not
ready to accept them yet
we're sorry friends we hope that we can
still see you but time is growing short
for our happiness apparently those three
balls were giants of some kind but they
were unable to manifest in our world for
some reason things begin to sound dire
the next time only 5 creatures emerge
carrying a document with them they leave
it on the floor and return to the box
the document reads tensions are rising
fantasy is becoming darker we the
serpents and the hybrids are furiously
trying to hold them back
but the Giants and elves wish to strike
and make an entrance they say that your
family has grown stupid and ignorant
we hope this untrue it would sadden us
all greatly to know that you have forgot
we get mentions of a couple new entities
hybrids and elves and it seems the
Giants and elves are far more aggressive
than the dragons and hybrids their world
is growing darker tensions are rising
and it all seems to be because of us
although the foundation still has no
idea what exactly is happening and how
to fix it next a single crumpled dragon
emerges from the box with torn wings and
it collapses on the floor after only a
minute at which point had rapidly
unfolded with three words written on it
war goodbye friends
two hours later the box opened and
flames erupted out of it with sounds of
distant roaring being heard
large amounts of torn paper and crumpled
balls were ejected from the box along
with some damaged paper dragons that
were quickly considered to be deceased
this continues for six weeks until the
amount of paper emitted from the box
started to decrease and eventually
stopped the Vox then remained closed and
inactive for seven months at that time
another document was found inside the
box stained with blood reading are you
still out there friends we miss you
dearly fantasy is no longer safe our
Haven your beautiful creation is gone
the Giants are dead the centaurs are
dead the birds have fled we are going to
bury your room we cannot risk hurting
you this is our goodbye
maybe one day your family can build
another room this may be a hollow hope
but we will cherish this thought
apparently we are responsible for
creating their Haven somehow but now
it's gone along with the Giants centaurs
and birds it's still entirely unclear
what happened to their world but they're
going to bury their room that connects
to ours so that whatever went to war
with them can't hurt us they hold out
hope that one day we will restore the
connection to their world one hour after
this message was found the box began to
shake and emit smoke followed by it
collapsing with small burn holes
throughout the words here be dragons
were burned away sometime later one
final message was produced by the Box
written on a scroll showing a
mountainous landscape with a single
winged dragon flying away the message
reads master says that we won't see you
again we are sad so are the remaining
others we once filled each other's heads
with dreams and goals it is so sad that
we cannot share them any longer
Master says we have to go he says that
he will make us a new fantasy
he says you cannot be a part of it we
are sad we love you we will not forget
you we are scared will you forget us
after removal of this document the box
began to leak saltwater and it quickly
restored itself to its original
condition although the words on it now
read here were dragons after some time
passed with no further activity SCP 1762
was declared neutralized and was kept in
a researchers office for commemorative
purposes 8 years go by with no activity
until suddenly the box began emitting
purple smoke dislodging a single purple
crystal
and a leather-bound book the book is
titled beasts of the old letters and
appears to be written by an explorer
that observed the other world both
before and after the war although they
are not sure what happened either the
book details a large number of the
inhabitants of the other world such as
the ala Fox a two-headed bird with
rainbow feathers or the note people of
the Eastern Plains of Darius made of
living music after expelling the book in
the crystal the Box emitted smoke for 40
minutes before finally crumbling to dust
the crystal had the words one last time
carved into it at this point you might
or might not need an explanation for SCP
1762
but I'll provide one either way
centuries before the events described in
this video a connection was made between
the world of fantasy and our world back
when belief and acceptance of the
fantastical was much stronger two grand
rooms were constructed to function as a
bridge between the worlds and both sides
could freely interact with the other
through them as time passed however
humanity's belief in things like dragons
Giants and elves passed from fact into
fiction the form of our room and the
creatures that passed through it changed
to reflect our failing belief and became
paper thin the room shrunk down to a
humble cardboard box and the Dragons
showed up in our world as nothing more
than origami figures
it seems our lack of belief began to
directly impact their world and things
began to crumble despite this however
their room never changed as they never
lost their belief in us
people come to the SCP universe in many
different ways and for many different
reasons some enjoy the dark homages to
Lovecraft and cosmic others find
it through survival horror video games
and some enjoy the more lighthearted and
comedic side of SCP it's likely that not
many discover the SCP wiki because of
its touching emotional articles but they
exist nonetheless although the SCP
foundation was ultimately ineffectual in
doing anything about the fate of SCP
1762 as they can't change the world into
believing in fantasy maybe a time will
eventually come when the dragons come
back
you