Selected Excerpts: SCP-1707-5 post-containment interviews
1.
Time since infestation: One (1) day
Interviewer: Researcher P. Dimaccio
Dimaccio: Hey, ████. It's Paul. Can you hear me? This thing workin'?
[pause]
Dimaccio: ████?
Agent █████: Yeah. Yeah, I can hear you.
Dimaccio: So I heard what happened. I had to come right over here. They won't fuckin' let me in, though. You know how it is.
[pause]
Agent █████: Appreciate it, man.
Dimaccio: How do you feel?
[no audio for several seconds]
Agent █████: Like I'm covered in freakin' worms.
Dimaccio: Hah! Seriously, man. How do you feel?
Agent █████: Uh… I can't feel much on my.. I mean, like, where my skin used to be. Kinda numb.
[pause]
Agent █████: How come I can still talk? They're not on my lips or nothin'?
Dimaccio: They, ah, they they mostly left your mouth alone. We don't know why yet. Maybe 'cause it's a different kinda skin.
Agent █████: Why don't they get squished?
Dimaccio: Sorry, man, what?
Agent █████: Like, the ones on my back and shit. They don't get squished from lyin' on em.
Dimaccio: Well, I don't know. I guess that's what we have to find out, right?
[no audio for several seconds]
Agent █████: Paulie?
Dimaccio: Yeah?
Agent █████: Why don't they get squished?
2.
Time since infestation: One (1) week
Interviewer: Dr M. Xiao
Dr Xiao: Agent █████?
[pause]
Dr Xiao: This is Dr Mei Xiao from the biocon analysis group.
Agent █████: Sure you ain't Jenny from the block?
[several seconds of Agent █████'s laughter]
[pause]
Dr Xiao: Um. Sorry, Agent █████, I'm afraid not.
Agent █████: I bet you got some questions for me, huh? Now I turned into my very own skip?
Dr Xiao: Well, I do have some questions. But you should know that we haven't classified you, personally, as an SCP object.
Agent █████: I knew that already. Know why?
[pause]
Agent █████: I can read your mind now. Thanks to this shit.
Dr Xiao: Can you tell me—
Agent █████: Jeez! I'm just screwin' with ya!
[several seconds of Agent █████'s laughter]
Agent █████: Ah, jeez… Okay, doc. Fire away.
[pause]
Dr Xiao: Okay. Let's start with simple things. How's the temperature in here? Do you feel cold or warm right now?
Agent █████: Uh, it's kinda… so, I mean, I can feel that, but it's all… numbed. I don't get it, 'cause when they were…
[pause]
Agent █████: When they got me, it sure as hell wasn't numb then.
Dr Xiao: Can you feel? I mean, do you still have a sense of touch?
Agent █████: Kinda. Same thing. It's numb, but I can still sort of feel somethin'. I don't even feel anythin' much when I lie or walk on 'em.
[pause]
Agent █████: So, when are you gonna get these things off of me, anyway? Paulie told me you were gonna work it out with some D's.
Dr Xiao: Well, we're getting there. We need more time to understand how to remove the infestation safely. I'm sorry it's not as fast as we'd like.
[no audio for several seconds]
Agent █████: Yeah. Well… yeah. You just keep tryin', though.
[no audio for several seconds]
Agent █████: You keep tryin'.
3.
Time since infestation: Two (2) weeks
Interviewer: Researcher P. Dimaccio
Agent █████: So, I mean, it's been nice to get a freakin' real bed in here, even though I can't really feel much difference.
Dimaccio: Glad you like it. I told 'em to give you a king-size for your fat ass, but they wouldn't.
Agent █████: Hah.
[pause]
Agent █████: Should be a lot fatter.
Dimaccio: How do you mean?
Agent █████: You know how much I got to eat now?
Dimaccio: Something like █████ or █████ calories a day, right?
Agent █████: You know how much that is?
Dimaccio: Uh… a few days' worth of field [rations]?
Agent █████: It's a fucking ton of food. Even with all the high-calorie shit they got me eatin'.
Dimaccio: Yeah, I guess it's 'cause of the skip.
Agent █████: No shit, genius.
[pause]
Agent █████: They figured out a way to get this shit off me yet?
Dimaccio: Not yet, man. Sorry.
Agent █████: How many D's they gone through?
[pause]
Dimaccio: Uh… I don't know.
Agent █████: Yeah, I fucking bet you don't. Don't shit me, Paulie. I know your ass.
Dimaccio: Seriously, ████, I got no input into that.
Agent █████: Whatever you say, man.
4.
Time since infestation: One (1) month
Interviewer: Dr M. Xiao
Dr Xiao: Agent █████?
[no audio for several seconds]
Dr Xiao: Agent █████, are you awake?
[no audio for several seconds]
Dr Xiao: Let the record show that Agent █████ appears to be asleep. This is the third interview attempt in which he has—
Agent █████: You know why I pretend to be fuckin' asleep?
Dr Xiao: I, uh, I—
Agent █████: Because, an' I don't know if you Nobel Prize winners noticed this, but fuckin' look at me! And you assholes keep wanting to fuck with me but it's as fuckin' simple as this: I got… this shit, instead of fuckin' skin! There's no other shit goin' on around here! How come you fuckin' geniuses can't figure that out? How come you can't just fuckin' take this shit off of me and put some skin from some D-class on me or fuckin' whatever?
Dr Xiao: Well, uh, first we have to make sure there are no secondary effects and—
Agent █████: Yeah, well, how about this fuckin' secondary effect: I'm a fuckin' freak!
5.
Time since infestation: Six (6) months
Interviewer: Researcher P. Dimaccio
Dimaccio: ████?
[no audio for several seconds]
Agent █████: Skip-1707-5.
Dimaccio: What?
Agent █████: That's me now, right? That's me. Ess See Pee Seventeen Oh-Seven Five. I heard some asshole callin' me that the other day when they left the comm open on accident.
Dimaccio: Bullshit. You're Field Agent ████ █████ from the fuckin' Grinders. I don't give a fuck what those assholes think.
Agent █████: So… what are one, two, three an' four?
Dimaccio: Oh… a buncha animals. Listen, ████, we need—
Agent █████: We need, we need, we need. Lemme tell you somethin', Paulie, and it's what I need, and what I need is for that fuckin' magical miracle fuckin' cure you assholes are workin' on to actually come true one of these fuckin' days, except that's never gonna happen, because six months like this an' you're probably a lifer, right? Right? Stuck in this fuckin' cell forever, right? Bein' fucking studied? Long term study? Don't even shit me. Don't even try to shit me. I know. I know how we fuckin' do things around here. How many D-class?
[pause]
Dimaccio: Listen, ████, it's—
Agent █████: How many D-class? How many of 'em do we got in here with this shit on 'em? Why do we gotta keep me around?
Dimaccio:: Come on, man, I told you this last time. We ain't got a way to remove it yet without killin' you.
[no audio for several seconds]
Agent █████: Yeah. I remember.
[pause]
Dimaccio: Aw, come on, that ain't the ████ I remember. You—
Agent █████: Yeah? Yeah? Maybe that's because the fuckin' ████ █████ you remember wasn't a fuckin' skip! Maybe that's because I never used to be a fuckin' freak! Get the fuck out of here! Stop bullshitting me! Get the fuck out!
[At this point, Agent █████ picks up a chair from his cell and attempts to strike Researcher Dimaccio. Security rush into the cell. Researcher Dimaccio exits the cell.]
6.
Time since infestation: Seven (7) years
Interviewer: Dr M. Xiao
Dr Xiao: SCP-1707-5, this is Dr Xiao. Can you hear me?
[no audio for approx 30 seconds]
Dr Xiao: I'm not going to be here for long. I have just a few short questions.
[no audio for several seconds]
SCP-1707-5: [muffled indistinct vocalization]
[pause]
Dr Xiao: First of all, have you noticed any change in sensation over the last six months?
[no audio for approx 30 seconds]
Dr Xiao: 1707-5?
[no audio for approx 30 seconds]
Dr Xiao: Okay. Have you experienced other effects of SCP-1707? Any other symptoms at all?
SCP-1707-5: [indistinct, unintelligible]
Dr Xiao: I'm sorry, what was that?
[no audio for approx 30 seconds]
Dr Xiao: Okay… okay. This interview is concluded at 15:44 local time on ██/██/20██. The next interview will be in four—
SCP-1707-5: Where's Paulie?
[no audio for several seconds]
SCP-1707-5: I want Paulie.
Dr Xiao: He… you know he transferred out. He transferred out three years ago.
[no audio for approx two (2) minutes]
Dr Xiao: [sighs] Interview is concluded.
[Dr. Xiao leaves the containment cell.]