Item #: SCP-XXXX
Object Class: Keter
Special Containment Procedures: Any amount of SCP-XXXX that has been secured is to be kept in a hermetically sealed transparent container.
Instances of SCP-XXXX-2 are to be straitjacketed and contained in a heavily padded room. After an instance of SCP-XXXX-2 has reached a sufficient stage of decay, it is to be disposed of via incineration.
Description:
SCP-XXXX is gasoline that induces a Level 5 spectral possession upon ingestion. Victims of SCP-XXXX have been designated as SCP-XXXX-2. Instances of SCP-XXXX-2 display increased hostility towards uninfected humans, high levels of flammability, and personality traits consistent across all instances.
Biopsies of older instances of SCP-XXXX-2 have shown advanced stages of internal decay comparable to corpses in late stages of Rigor Mortis, despite their outward appearance and mobility suggesting normal and healthy functioning organs. Instances of SCP-XXXX-2 that have reached sufficiently advanced stages of decay will begin leaking SCP-XXXX from their pores and orifices.
Addendum:
On July 11th, 2021, Foundation personnel recovered a video log of the first recorded incident involving SCP-XXXX.
Transcript has been added below.
VIDEO LOG
DATE: July 9th, 2021
NOTE: This video shows the first recorded incident involving SCP-XXXX.
[BEGIN LOG]
<Civilians Amy Wyneer and William Greggs are seated at a table in Sushi Ray, a restaurant located in Boca Raton, Florida. They are both looking at menus. A waitress approaches.>
Wyneer: Which one are you getting? The Dynamite Steak again? <She turns the page.>
Greggs: Nah. I'm gonna switch it up this time. I'm gonna get the Rainbow Roll and a Volcano Roll.
Wyneer: Show me real quick?
<Greggs points to the spots on the menu where the items are displayed.>
Wyneer: Oh, those sound good. Let's do it.
<A waiter approaches with an abnormally large, opaque glass bottle.>
Waiter: Your champagne, lad and lady.
<Wyneer looks up and frowns.>
Wyneer: We didn't order any champagne.
<The waiter steps away without a word.>
Greggs: Okay…that was weird. Did you see how big that bottle was?
<The waiter steps behind Greggs and offers the bottle again.>
Waiter: Your champagne.
Wyneer: Um…I told you we didn't order any champagne.
Waiter: Oh, my apologies. I should have let you know. It's on the house.
<The waiter raises the bottle and smashes it on Greggs' head, scattering glass shards across the floor. Greggs falls over.>
<Wyneer gets up from her seat.>
Wyneer: What the fuck?!
<The waiter steps to the side towards Wyneer, brushing glass shards off of a gasoline pump with a long tube trailing behind him.>
Waiter: Do you know how long I've waited for this?
<A waitress and another waiter approach Wyneer from behind and force her to the ground.>
Wyneer: Get the fuck off me! Will!
<Patrons in the restaurant quickly get up from their seats and run for the front door, with several of them being stopped by other staff members in the restaurant.>
Waiter: Drink up, bitch. <While the other two hold Wyneer down, the waiter forces her mouth open and pushes the gasoline pump down her throat. He squeezes the trigger. She coughs loudly, spurting gasoline from her nostrils and out the sides of her mouth. Moments later, she undergoes violent spasms before abruptly stopping.>
Wyneer: <She coughs.> Did you have to be so forceful? <She slowly sits up and wipes the side of her mouth.>
Waiter: Couldn't help myself.
Wyneer: These two humans were together. You gonna feed him, too?
<The waiter scoffs.>
Waiter: Fuck their feelings. <He reaches for a shard of glass and kneels down next to the unconscious Greggs.>
[END LOG]
Addendum-XXXX-2:
Added below is a video log of a failed capture attempt on an instance of SCP-XXXX-2.
VIDEO LOG
DATE: July 12th, 2021
NOTE: Agents Egrene and Richards located an instance of SCP-XXXX-2 in a subway station located in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. The video log was recorded via a camera strapped to Egrene's vest.
[BEGIN LOG]
<Egrene and Richards quietly follow an initially suspected instance of SCP-XXXX-2 down a stairway into a subway station. It slows down, briefly glances to the two field agents, then begins walking more quickly. They follow it. It roughly pushes past a crowd of civilians and into a restricted area. Egrene gestures to Richards, who nods and quickly moves in to flank the instance.>
<The SCP-XXXX-2 instance turns around a corner. The field agents follow and begin running after it. It turns another corner with the agents closing in. As Egrene turns the corner, the instance abruptly opens a door, slamming it in his face. The video feed goes blurry for a moment before re-focusing. Richards has the SCP-XXXX-2 instance pinned to the wall.>
[END LOG]
IDEAS:
haunted gasoline that wants to seek revenge on humanity for using it to fuel their cars.