It is inadvised that you remain in your house.
Item #: SCP-9515
Object Class: Node
Special Containment Procedures: There exist no containment protocols for SCP-9515 as of yet. Personnel should not approach or interact with the item.
The following steps are to be performed while reading:
- You should look towards your doorway, but do not face it.
- If you notice a pair of feet lowering from behind the top of the doorway, then leave the room.
- If not, continue, and repeat these steps whenever possible.
Logged below are a series of test vectors used in assessing SCP-9515’s containment parameters:
Vector
Outcome
EM Radiation (visible light)
Outcome is dependent on other factors. Item(s) may either retreat immediately or switch to a delayed observation state.
EM Radiation (other)
No outcome or reaction.
Sound (tonal)
No outcome or reaction.
Sound (speech)
Outcome is dependent on the content of the speech.
Tactile
Unknown exit site.
Description: Originating from the Porthleven post-visitation zone discovered in 1993. The cause of SCP-9515’s generation is as of yet unknown. Its exact size and location are as of yet indeterminable. SCP-9515 is a manifold with no dimensions, lacking both perimeter and volume.
SCP-9515 is a self-sustained dream that is either: manifested within or is overlapping with reality; or is collectively shared across many human consciousnesses. Proportionality and object permanence are not maintained within this dream, with any two objects displaying differences in size losing this continuity when inside of SCP-9515. This property does not apply when at the epicentre of SCP-9515.
Entering and exiting SCP-9515 is poorly understood. Whether it occurs through active or participatory dreaming or if there exists severe permeations throughout reality is unknown. Permeations will send out information that may be inserted into subjects in close proximity. here they are
The epicentre of SCP-9515 is an empty house. There are rooms and corridors that are typically found in other houses. Such spaces may contain household items: assorted ingredients such as meat or vegetables on the kitchen counter, plates and cutlery on the dining room table, old stuffed animals and dolls in the bedroom, etc. Within the confines of the house are many confirmed and unconfirmed Exit Rooms leading to places outside of SCP-9515.
No two Exit Rooms are the same, and two subjects cannot observe the same Exit Room at once. They may fade over time or divide into lesser Exit Rooms, and may feign retreat when approached. When outside of direct observation, Exit Rooms will move by shifting, floating, translocating, jittering or by passing through solid surfaces between walls, particularly between floors and ceilings. Exit Rooms will utilise SCP-9515 and are aware of the layout of the house.
It is not known whether the house contained within SCP-9515 is the first and only house, or if it is a collation of every house. Despite their superficial appearance, Exit Rooms are present throughout.
Exit Rooms may take the familiar shapes of people and move in search of subjects within SCP-9515. When searches are successful, they may use amiable or distressed speech patterns as a means of coercion. Additionally, Exit Rooms demonstrate the ability to use the electrical systems of the house. Areas may be plunged into complete and intense stretches of darkness, or may become uncomfortably cold or warm.
glossy eyes like glass Exit Rooms may have the half-remembered faces of family, friends and strangers throughout a subject’s life. like two opaque bulbs in a doll’s head Gaps in a subject’s knowledge of a particular face will be filled using details transposed from the house. the red meat of his face It is noted that the steps outlined in the containment procedures of this file may have been disregarded. when he was smiling, all the pulleys shifted, peeling back like a body on an autopsy table. ground down along the asphalt. it moved this lurid playground puppeted by a ghost of longing
you can come y’know? take my hand and we can go someplace nice out down and far away across the pasture and along the tarmac. the house lay Empty now. it’s no place for you. that trip, how many years has it been? feeling the wet sand beneath your feet at the edge of the cool waters. the sand felt like sponge cake in your hands. those long distant things, the memories of us wandering the beach. all glistening under the warmth of the sun held on your skin. if God were watching, would you?
It is advised that you walk into your house now.