Item #: SCP-1202
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: The subject exposed to SCP-1202 is to be quarantined from
other site staff and personnel unless outfitted with clothing completely covering their entire
body.
A skin suit is equipped to the exposed subject after transfer of SCP-1202.
The afflicted subject is to transfer ‘access’ to SCP-1202 to one other test subject before
termination or death.
It is recommended SCP-1202 be tested on D-Class already scheduled for termination.
Description: SCP-1202 was recovered beneath a frozen lake near Site-█ in ███████, Canada.
Personnel reported trouble sleeping and auditory hallucinations that often referenced the location
of SCP-1202.
A team was sent to investigate the lake based on the collective reports.
A small wooden canoe was discovered in fragments on the lakebed next to an irregular ice formation.
The chamber behind the blockage was empty save for the frozen and emaciated remains
of the body of one human male, later DNA tested and carbon-dated, thusly identified as belonging
to tribes once native to the lower portion of South America eight hundred years ago.
The corpse itself has no interesting properties except the position of the body: one hand
is fixed on the forehead and the other appears to be working a now absent object into its
ear canal.
Whether the cause of death is suicide or cold is unconfirmed.
The agent who first made physical contact with the corpse began to hear a voice that
did not cease until he had made contact with another human.
The exposed D-class reported hearing the voice after grasping Agent █████’s hand
and indefinitely afterwards.
The exact mechanism that enables this transfer is unknown, as is the manner in which SCP-1202
communicates with the subjects.
SCP-1202 will converse with the afflicted subjects, lecturing them about a variety of
topics, notably theoretical physics, biology, and the classified study of [DATA EXPUNGED].
The psychological effect tends to be detrimental as the voice rarely ceases to 'talk' for periods
any longer than twenty seconds.
The current D-class responsible for bearing SCP-1202 requested to be euthanized at one
week.
The voice classified as SCP-1202 identifies itself as ████ ██████, a
former researcher at Site-18.
Whether or not SCP-1202 is Dr. ████ ██████ is still being debated, although inquiries expressed
to test subjects ‘bearing’ SCP-1202 match archived profiles of the late researcher.
Documentation: Transcription from Agent ████
Foreword: Agent ████ began hearing the voice while in the company of the coroner
who was examining the body found in the cave.
Agent ████ notified the Site Director.
He was then tasked to record his initial conversation with SCP-1202.
Hello?
Can you hear me?
I know you can hear me!
Oh good.
I’ve been expecting someone to come along, and here you are.
You touched him didn’t you?
My old friend?
Yes, him.
The one I had the falling out with ages ago.
I was just having a conversation with him and then you came along.
What?
Him?
The frozen one with the splinter in his head?
Oh yes of course he’s dead, are you stupid?
Stupid one he was too, my old friend.
No offense to him but it’s true; love him to death, that stupid one.
He thought he could run.
He ran all the way here.
The man crossed an entire continent to get away from me, ended up in a hole in the ice
jamming a pick into his ear.
I told him not to, again and again.
Who am I?
I’m [REDACTED]!
Who am I?
I’m responsible for [DATA EXPUNGED], the entire organization owes a great debt to me!
Hmmm?
Of course you’re interested.
Yes I’ll tell you, but first I’d like to chat about things that we can both understand.
Do you see that man in front of you?
Yes the one with the beard.
I’m going to need you to kill him for me.
Yes I’m serious!
How else will we get into headquarters undetected?
He has the keycard, he has access to the [REDACTED], and once I get to it I can be done with all
this mess.
No?
I should have figured you weren’t the type.
Oh well.
No don’t tell him you’re hearing things!
What?
You already did?
Are you an idiot?
How long have you been working here to be stupid enough to tell them you're hearing
things?
Ah.
Well at least I know why you're recording what I'm saying.
I figured you were just insane to begin with.
That's a relief.
You know, they’re going to throw you into one of those rooms now!
They’ll have you drink that gelatin that perverted doctor isn't allowed to touch!
Worse, they’ll keep me in here!
I’m just far too interesting for them to get rid of.
How?
That is a good question, although you are too stupid to understand.
Let’s say I was playing with strings and struck a wonderful note.
Yes I’m referring to that, you dunce.
You’re familiar with the concept.
Sure.
I bet you’re familiar with the theory of relativity too, familiar like I’m familiar
with my strange uncle.
I mean learned, my stupid friend, learned and familiar, like how I’m familiar with
your brain.
No, technically I’m not alive.
Not in a biological sense.
No.
You wouldn’t understand.
The Aztec man?
I’m guessing roughly one thousand years ago.
Yes, I failed miserably at poking sticks into space-time.
What?
No!
I'm not going to explain, you wouldn't understand!
No, I’m not going anywhere.
We’ve hardly even met.
How rude of you.
Note: He's humming now.
He won't stop humming.
He's been humming loudly for several hours.