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Individuals tasked with describing SCP-055 afterwards find their minds wandering and lose interest in the task;
Like the Somebody Else's Problem Field from Hitch Hiker's
Marness has regressed a little way past senior management, the realm where most problems were solved by saying the correct words, and into a time where he survived through physical fitness, situational alertness and hands-on experience.
"There's no war. We've lost the war. It's over. This is the mopping-up operation. The only reason we still exist at all is because we have better amnestic biochemistry than anybody else in the world. Because that's all you can do when you see SCP-3125: run away and try to forget what you saw... seek oblivion in chemicals, or alcohol, or head trauma. And even that can't work every time. It's circling in. We meet it over and over again and we don't realise it. There's no way we can stop ourselves from rediscovering it! We're too damned smart!"
Noise, Hughes always held, is a symptom of imperfect engineering.
వ is here, ready or not.
What is here?
"What is this place?" Moreno asks.
Quite cliché
"...And we just forgot?" Moreno asks. "The rest of us. Who survived the War, and became modern humanity. You and me and everybody. We, what, looked away? And walked away and 'moved on'?" "Yes."
When he joined the Foundation, thirty years ago, he put a DNU in his will — Do Not Upload. Everybody thought he was crazy.
The carpet is grey and orange, a non-repeating hexagonal pattern.
How?
