For Wildlife Marshall Willenholly, every day was like a vacation at
his new job. On most days, he didn’t have to answer to anyone, or
even answer the phone. He just sat in the watchtower and watched tv,
or was on his phone. It was nice to finally have a job away from
people. One evening, after he had just finished up the last of the
paperwork for the week, Willenholly decided to stretch his legs and
take a walk through the forest. His phone was dead, which he had
planned to charge before he left for the night, but the sun was
setting, and he didn’t want to miss it this time. He grabbed his phone
and coat, and locked up the watchtower.
The forest was huge, one of the biggest in the region. For as big
as it was, it was surprising there weren’t more problems. It was like
it was the one place where everything was alright. Willenholly
took the elevator to the ground floor. On the way down, he gazed at
the sun, thinking about how he couldn’t wait to get out there and
see it up close. After a minute, the elevator door opened and he
stepped onto the grass. He started walking along one of the trails
that winded further down into the forest. Everything was quiet, calm,
and peaceful. He walked for what only felt like
ten minutes, but it was already dark. Much darker than he thought
it would get. The thick trees were blocking any sunlight that was
still around. He started to wonder if he somehow got turned around
while he was walking. He realized wasn’t really paying attention to
where he was going. He grabbed the flashlight from his toolbelt, but
when he tried turning it on, the batteries were weak, and the amount
of light it gave off was barely enough to see in front of his feet.
In desparation, he reacheed for his dead phone, hoping he could use any
remaining battery for the flashlight. WIllenholly kept
hitting the phone’s power button, but it wasn’t turning on. He even
tried radioing for someone, but there was no one on the other end.
"Of course, the one time I do anything is when everything decides
to go wrong," he thought to himself. He contemplated making a
one eighty and walking straight back in the opposite direction;
maybe that would get him back to the watchtower, but he didn’t want
to risk getting even more lost. That’s when he heard a noise of
leaves crunching under the weight of something, or someone behind
him. He turned his head slowly to see what was there, but he didn’t
see anything. He tried not to panic, and knew he either had to
keep going, or try to find his way back.
Then, he heard another noise, even closer this time, which freaked him
out. He took off through the dark forest, narrowly missing hitting
trees as he sprinted as fast as he could away from whatever was
getting closer to him. He could hear the heavy beats of footsteps
catching up to him. Willenholly turned to see what was chasing him
for a split second, and that’s when he ran straight into a tree,
hitting his head and knocking him unconscious.
Willenholly’s eyes could barely open as he started to regain
consciousnes. He woke up on the side of the street to the sound of
passing cars. He touched his forehead, which was now pulsing
with pain, and realized he really
did get lost in the forest the previous night. He stood up and
looked around, puzzled. He wondered how he managed to get out of the
forest. If he didn’t do it himself, then who did? Willenholly was too
freaked out, and decided to put in his 2 weeks.
Welcome to SCP Exposed. Today, we bring you Keter-class subject
number one zero zero zero, also known as bigfoot, but before we
begin, be sure to leave a like and hit the notification bell, so you
don’t miss out on any future SCP cases.
SCP-one zero zero zero is an illusive, large, omnivorous ape,
classified in the Hominini branch along with genera Pan and Homo. The
adult instances range in size from 1.5 to 3 meters tall, or 5 to 10
feet in height, and weigh anywhere between 90 and 270 kilograms, or
200 - 600 pounds. The color of their hair varies as well, and they
are nocturnal creatures. Their intelligence is said to be on par
with that of the common chimpanzee. One zero zero zero evolved
alongside modern day humans, existing in the same time period
with humans in large numbers until 10,000-15,000 years ago, when an
extinction event eliminated all but 1-5% of their population. This
event was triggered by a bigfoot contracting an anomalous
"pseudo-disease" classified as one zero zero zero-F1. This disease is
passed genetically, and affects every present-day instance of the
SCP. The majority of instances are born immune to the effect; those
who are not born immune die soon after birth.
Because of the its close relation to humans, it is deemed likely that
the disease could eventually transfer to human carriers. Any
instance of one zero zero zero heading toward to a major human
settlemant could constitute an end of the world scenario, possibly
causing humanity’s extinction. Fortunately, it appears to
instinctively avoid humans, though some instances have tried --on
occasion-- to make contact with Foundation personnel. Recent
attempts reveal that some instances of SCP-one zero zero zero are
capable of communicating in English.
The test subject first came to the attention of the Foundation by
Doctor Franz, along with members of the Children of the Sun, alleged
outcasts of the Serpent’s Hand. This group has since been disbanded
by the Foundation, due to their reluctance to surrender information
on multiple SCP instances, including one zero zero zero.
Remaining survivors have either joined the Foundation, or gone into
hiding, presumably as members of the Serpent’s Hand.
Weapons, tools, and other unique resources retrieved from any
bigfoots are classified as dash zero zero one and up. These
resources have been made use of by the Foundation in multiple
instances. Access to surviving ex-members of the Children of the
Sun is restricted to personnel with clearance level 4 and above unless
given direct authorization by Director Jones.
Any and all media reports related to one zero zero zero are to be
vetted for credibility. All organizations and individuals
investigating one zero zero zeroo’s
existence are to be kept under surveillance by Mobile Task Force
Zeta-1000 and discredited or administered amnestics. All
physical signs of its existence must be retrieved and kept in
Foundation custody, and replaced with decoy items if necessary.
Alleged sightings of SCP-1000 must always be investigated by MTF
Zeta-1000, however trivial the claim may seem.
Absolutely no contact with wild or captive instances of SCP-1000 is
allowed without prior approval by Director Jones. Any interaction
between SCP-one zero zero zero and humans, including Foundation
personnel, must be reported to Director Jones immediately.
To this day, any remaining instances of one zero zero zero can
be located in the forest regions of North America. Though there have
been many reports, there have been no actual incidents involving the
it since its discovery. What did you think of this case? As
always, let us know in the comments, and tell us which SCP
you’d like to see in future stories. We’ll see you again next
week with another new case. Thanks for watching.