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Item #: SCP-1032
Object Class: Safe
Sub-Object Class: Euclid (SCP-1032-001 only)
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-1032 itself does not exist within Einsteinian space, and therefore does not require containment. All sub-objects (except SCP-1032-001) are to be stored inside SCP-1032 itself, where they remain neutralized.
Sub-Object SCP-1032-001 is to be carried on the person of the Head Researcher assigned to experimentation on SCP-1032 and its sub-objects at all times. So long as SCP-1032-001 remains with a human 'owner', it is to be considered contained. The Head Researcher assigned to SCP-1032 will report the whereabouts of SCP-1032-001 whenever prompted by a superior, and during shift changes, deliver SCP-1032-001 by hand to the Researcher relieving him or her.
Description: SCP-1032 is a dilapidated 'economy-size' apartment, circa late 1950's, judging by the style of the furniture contained therein. There is a pull-out sofa-bed, television, coffee table, end table, kitchenette (containing cabinets and appliances) and bathroom, containing sink, shower, toilet and medicine cabinet. A window is set into the wall directly across from the door, but does not open. The window overlooks Sheppard Avenue in the Agincourt district of Toronto, Ontario, again, circa late 1950s. Using what can be seen from the window, attempts were made to find the location of the apartment, but none matching the interior of SCP-1032 has been located.
Anything left in the apartment that does not belong is discarded once the door is closed. Objects that do belong to SCP-1032 are replaced where they belong; for example, a coffee cup returns to the kitchen cabinet. Where the discarded items go has yet to be ascertained, if indeed they remain intact at all. Items which the apartment does not discard when left behind are to be considered sub-objects of SCP-1032. Thus far, only one sub-object is in the possession of the Foundation: SCP-1032-001.
SCP-1032-001 is a teardrop shaped piece of dark-brown leather with two 'R's and an L (The second R reversed, with the L superimposed over it) branded into its surface. The fob is attached to what appears to be an ordinary, albeit old, key-ring, but any attempts to separate the ring from the fob have failed. Additionally, the fob and ring appears to be unmarred by any kind of harm inflicted on it, and is believed to be invulnerable to damage inflicted by any means currently available to the Foundation. Some methods (such as thermonuclear detonation, exposure to other SCPs, et cetera) have been denied based on expense and infeasible nature of the testing involved.
The Fob will accept any key onto its ring, after which its indestructible nature extends to the key or keys attached thusly. Once added, the key(s) will fit any lock that matches its size and style, and subsequently unlock it. However, any door the key(s) open will always lead back to SCP-1032, ignoring conventional space to do so. The portal will always appear on the side of the doorway the key was inserted; the opposite side of the door functions as normal, with no signs of SCP-1032-001's effect on the door. As yet, using SCP-1032-001 in this manner is the only way to access its parent object, SCP-1032. Closing SCP-1032's door from the inside with the Fob in possession leaves the room unchanged; once the Fob leaves and the door closes behind it, the apartment behaves as described prior.
The apartment appears to be harmless to whomever possesses SCP-1032-001, but prolonged exposure to the apartment eventually causes a persistent, unexplainable feeling of malaise, followed by depression and paranoia. Subjects describe vivid, disjointed nightmares after living in the apartment for several days, typically between two to five days. Symptoms disappear a few days after leaving SCP-1032, and show no signs of cumulative effect in subjects that repeatedly visit the room.
SCP-1032-001, if left unattended for a period between 30 and 72 hours, will vanish from wherever it was left and find itself an owner; typically whoever is closest to the Fob when it moves. This process occurs much faster (within only a few hours) if left out in the open, such as on a table. How it manages to do so is not yet understood, but as its function violates Einsteinian understandings of space, it seems only logical that however it finds itself in a person's possession uses a mechanism similar to its ability to convert keys and doors into portals to SCP-1032. Once it has an 'owner', though, the object shows no further self-animating behavior.
Addendum: SCP-1032 was discovered, not by itself, but through SCP-1032-001 (The Key-Fob) The item was put up on a Black Market antiquities auction, which immediately attracted the attention of the Foundation's investigative network. The item did not seem old enough or rare enough to warrant its appearance in the auction, and such, prompted a Foundation agent to act upon it. The following is a transcript between Agent █████, the employee responsible for bringing this to the attention of the Foundation, and the possessor of SCP-1032-001.
Interview Transcript 1032-A1
Interviewed: █████ ███████
Interviewer: Agent █████
Foreword: This is an audio transcript between a Foundation agent and a civilian in possession of what is now known as SCP-1032-001. Subject is a former petty thief, and appears extremely agitated. Has in his possession what he believes is a 'magic key', but wants to sell the item for an outrageous price. The Foundation has (reluctantly) authorized the withdrawal of funds matching the subject's price… to be paid only if absolutely necessary.
Interviewer: Thank you for meeting me here today, mister…?
Subject: [stutters frequently] ███████. Listen uh… you've got my money, right?
Interviewer: Of course, Mr. ███████. [A metallic thump is heard; Agent is showing the subject the funds authorized for the purchase of the SCP] May I offer you a drink before we begin?
Subject: Wuh-water, if you don't mind. Listen, uh… I'm kinda in a hurry, y'understand? Can we just get this over with, quick-like?
Interviewer: Of course. [Pouring water can be heard in the background] You understand of course that I need to see the item, don't you? To know it's genuine. [sound of a chair scraping across the floor] Sit down, Mr. ███████, I meant no offense. This is a lot of money, and my… employers ask I take certain… precautions, you understand?
Subject: Er uh… right. Right. Uh… here. Watch. [Footsteps; sounds of a key jingling; a lock being turned, and a door opening.] See that? Any key for any lock on any door. Opens up to… that place. It ain't natural. [Door slams shut suddenly]
Interviewer: How'd you come by this, Mr. ███████? How did you discover it did that?
Subject: Got it from a pawn-shop. [tone is clipped; irritable]
Interviewer: I think you're not telling me the entire truth, Mr. ███████.
Subject: Okay so I uh… borrowed it. The guy owed me money, so I figured 'fair's fair', right? Only the guy was even more broke than me. All I got outta him was the junk in his pockets. I figure, hey, at least this is good fer something, and I put a key on it, right? Cept now the key to my apartment don't go to my apartment no more. Goes to… that place. [Tone becomes more hushed; chair scrapes as the subject leans forward] Things get lost in there. You leave without this? It goes away. Dunno where to; don't even know if it still exists when its gone. Not all of it, though. The chairs n' stuff stay put… cuz they belong there, see? I don't want it, but I figure there's folks out there that collect weird stuff, ya'know? They'll want it, even if I don't…
Interviewer: Naturally; it's why I'm here now. Your drink?
Subject: [disregards the prompting] Seemed like nice enough place at first. Slept in there and lived outta it myself for a little bit, but uh… it gets to you, after a while. Gives you these… nightmares, see? Like something bad happened in there. Real bad. I ain't no kinda saint, y'understand. I've hurt people that tried to step on me. But whatever went on in that apartment mister… it scares the likes'a God hisself. I want nothing to do with it. Here. [Clattering] Take it, an' fer what it's worth, good luck. I gots the feeling you're gonna need it.
Closing Statement: Subject ingested Class-A amnesiac via beverage provided by the Agent. SCP-1032-001 retrieved, and subject deposited in local hospital with alibi leading up to his arrival. Item is now currently in Dr. Simms' secure storage, awaiting experimentation. Agent █████ is to be commended for his quick and discrete handling of the transfer… and for not costing the Foundation an exorbitant amount of money.
The system is to reclassify SCP-1032 as SCP-1032-001, as it is bound to a larger construct, which we will designate as the root object, SCP-1032. There is reason to believe there may be other items belonging to SCP-1032 that have been as-yet undiscovered. I have submitted a request to forward any information pertaining to potential SCPs bearing the following criteria:
~ The item or items are a normally-inconspicuous household object; a pencil, a coffee cup… anything of that nature.
~ The item or items are obviously circa late 1950's, but are in immaculate condition; as if having just been purchased or made.
~ The item or items are incapable of sustaining damage from any conventional means available to the Foundation.
Signed: Dr. █████ Simms, Daytime Researcher assigned to SCP-1032
Experiment Log SCP 1032-B
Dr. Simms supervising. Two Class-D subjects, registry numbers █████ and █████ serving as test subjects. Both are equipped with radio equipment and 'Heads-Up' video recorders, each broadcasting back to an independent recording unit. One is to open a door within a controlled laboratory, and the other is to enter SCP-1032 upon promting. Having done so, the first D-subject will close the door, and the second will report any occurences he/she will observe.
Subject D-1 is an adult male, approximately 50 years of age, and speaks in a heavy accent, presumed Italian. Refuses to give his name to the reserchers when prompted, but is on record with other Class-D personnel records. D-2 is a younger woman, closer to mid-30s, and is the more pleasant of the two to interact with. I have decided she will operate the door.
Subject D-2 is provided with SCP-1032, with attached key (brass, seven-tumbler house-key, uncut) and instructed to open the door across the room from herself. Subject inquires as to the plausibility of such, using an uncut key. Subject is instructed to disregard it and proceed as instructed. Subject D-1 utters an expletive, but offers nothing further. Subject D-1 proceeds as directed; door opens to reveal an apartment, circa late-1950s, as observed by myself and Subject D-2.
From the doorway, a sofa, coffee table, end table, television set, carpet, lamp, and some form of table sculpture can be seen. There is further space to the left of the door, indicating the room extends further in. D-2 is instructed to remain at the door while D-1 is instructed to enter the room and explore further. Subject D-1 protests, using further expletives, before eventually being placated, as per D-Class Subject Pacification Protocol 'Faust'. Subject D-1 enters the apartment as directed, looking around. The subject's video recorder (see: Log Tape SCP-1032-B-001) reveals a small kitchette area in the far corner of the room. The rest of the apartment appears sparse, containing little to no items of significance.
Subject D-2 is instructed to shut the door and remove the key. Subject does so immediately, with no further prompting. Video and radio contact with Subject D-1 immediately cuts out, with no sign of interference or equipment failure. Subject D-2 is requested to open the door once more. After waiting 60 seconds, Subject D-1 does not reappear, and equipment contact is not re-established; subject's status is to be changed to 'Missing, presumed dead.'