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Image-3886-01: Unknown woman riding SCP-3886 and an instance of SCP-3886-1 at South Dakota State Fair, circa 1912. Note the lack of apparent Active effect.

Item #: SCP-3886

Object Class: Keter Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3886 is held in a 20m by 20m reinforced, plastic-steel based containment chamber in Site-102’s Keter Wing. On account of its acute necrotic effects on organic material, no personnel are to directly access SCP-3886. All necessary repairs or augmentations to the object's current containment are to be done by D-class personnel in lieu of standard monthly termination procedures.

SCP-3886-2 is to be detained in a standard humanoid containment cell in Site-102’s Low-Threat Humanoid Wing. To encourage amenability, SCP-3886-01 is to be granted requested items within reason and pending approval of Site administration. Under no circumstances outside of testing is SCP-3886-01 to be allowed access to SCP-3886 (which itself is to be kept in a locked storage box in Site-102’s Safe Object Wing). Testing may occur with oversight from at least one (1) level 3 personnel. Testing with humanoid corpses has been authorized by Site-102 Administration and will commence on ██/21/201█

By order of acting director of Site-102, all testing involving human cadavers with SCP-3886 is to be indefinitely suspended. See ‘Incident Log-3886-1’ for details.

Should current containment procedures fail or SCP-3886-01 become uncooperative with Foundation interests, termination of SCP-3886-01 is authorized given a suitable replacement candidate is found.

Description: SCP-3886 is a leather English dressage saddle of late 18th century design. SCP-3886 is uniformly black in color, with no ornamentation save for silver clasps at the terminating ends of its Girth and Billets. Despite its current state of tarnish and moderate disrepair, SCP-3886 is seemingly impervious to all forms of damage or alteration.

Since acquisition by the Foundation in ██/██/201█, SCP-3886 has been observed to have two states: ‘active’ and ‘passive’. In its active state SCP-3886 releases a pungent odor of rancid meat and projects an unpredictably sized spherical field around itself1 in which all living -or previously living- tissue degrades at an exaggerated rate. This effect does not seem to be negated by any physical or chemical barrier and has, over the course of containment, grown from an average of 0.2 meters, to 4. According to conservative estimates, had a passive state not been incurred, such would have grown exponentially, necessitating evacuation of the object to Site-██.

A passive state is only achieved upon SCP-3886 making physical contact with a relative of early French-American immigrant ‘H████ Y██████’. Once this occurs, said relative (from here on labeled ‘SCP-3886-01’2) is both incapable of moving more than 1 kilometer from SCP-3886 and may engage SCP-3886's secondary effect, as follows:

If a recently deceased corpse3 is attached to SCP-3886 in its passive state, it will animate and attempt to seek out SCP-3886-01. Upon reaching SCP-3886-01, this corpse (now termed SCP-3886-02) will attempt to interact with the subject in a variety of ‘playful’ and ‘theatrical’ manners but will nevertheless obey all commands of SCP-3886-01, verbal and otherwise, to the best of its ability. Certain elements of this link (including SCP-3886-01 claiming to be able to ‘see’ the containment chamber in which the current instance of SCP-3886-02 was stored) are not entirely understood.

In its passive state SCP-3886 has been described as emitting the fetor of ‘an unwashed horse.’

Addendum-3886-01:Acquisition: SCP-3886 was intercepted by embedded foundation agents
on ██/██/200█ after being donated to the Wisconsin, ‘Circus World Museum’ by an unknown beneficiary. Included was a 1912 picture of SCP-3886 (Image-3886-01) and the personal journal of one H████ Y██████ (believed to have owned SCP-3886 before its anomalous attributes became apparent). Due to its already progressively growing active effect SCP-3886 was labeled ‘Keter’ until ██/17/201█ when a ‘passive’ state was established.

Document-3886-01 Exerpt
July, 1793, The Personal Journal of H████ Y██████ (translated from the original French)

"We stopped at Elkton today. It has only been a week since we headed out from Baltimore, but you could tell we were all needing a break from the road. There wasn't much fanfare, we set up camp just outside of town and some of the mummers put on a little show for the local children that came up our way. I avoided them myself. I’ve never been good with the kids.

Speaking of which, I got word that Jezebel's taken the flu. The letter said she will make it, she is strong, but still I worry for the girl. And, in all truth, I am not sure how Mary or I would react if we lost another of the little ones.

Really, the only happy company I have on this highway are the horses. The others don't like me, though I suppose I can't blame them, I don't particularly like myself. But the horses don't care. And when I am riding, well, mind my vulgarity, but it is as though I am making love. Two beings become one. I swear, sometimes it's almost as if you can feel the muscles beneath the saddle. The pound of hooves against the dirt. The audience’s thunderous applause. That is the way these things are meant to be.

I wish Mr. Ricketts4 saw things my way. Every time I come down to the stable tent one of the horses has a new bruise or cut that needs tending to. The man is a fine boss -and an even finer rider- so I would be a fool to question him on his methods. Yet still… I can't say I like the way the horses look at me those days.

Maybe I am simply jealous of the man. I do not deny that I would give anything to have a beast respond to me like they do to him. He makes riding into an art, a dance even, that I can never fully duplicate.

Ah, one last thing before I say my prayers. There was a man who approached me a few days ago, the way the others spoke of him, I hear he's some kind of old rival of Mr. Ricketts, back from england. He had a strange face, all lopsided, upside down, some type of accident he said. Stranger still, he asked me to work for him. He said he was making inroads in america, wanted a ‘new act.’ Well I declined, naturally, I'm not risking my livelihood on fantasies. He didn't even respond, just turned and walked away, real purposeful like. Good riddance to bad rubbish I say.

That's all for now. Till tomorrow then.

-H████ Y██████"

((According to a local newspaper, H████ Y██████ disappeared three days after the writing of this entry, along with his characteristic saddle (believed to be SCP-3886). The man's body was never found and no search of notable measure was undertaken.))

Incident log-3886-1
Testing with human corpses was authorized by Site-102 Administration on ██/04/201█. The following log contains the full transcription of the first and, by Director’s orders, only resulting experiment. All names of involved personnel have been expunged from the record, with the survivors having been given amnesics and transferred to relevant mental health institutions as per protocol P-Alpha.

[15:17:27] SCP-3886 is placed on the body of D-1998 (having self-terminated one day prior) by robotic arm. SCP-3886-01 is in an adjacent room separated by a reinforced steel wall and monitored by three (3) foundation medical staff.

[15:17:28] SCP-3886-01 falls into an apparent coma and, despite all attempts by medical staff, she remains unresponsive for the duration of the incident. SCP-3886 and the cadaver of D-1998 do not move.

[15:23:50] All cameras within the rooms containing SCP-3886, SCP-3886-1 and adjoining booths, holding a total of ten (10) observing researchers, go black for a total of five seconds. Upon reset by security personnel, each show the same scene from the back of a large crowd within a stadium-sized red tent. Beyond the indistinct heads, a circus ring has been fashioned from [REDACTED] in the center of which are all ten researchers and three medical staff held in what appear to be iron pens. Further examination of the recorded film, including post incident medical analysis, has revealed that every member of the group seems to be exhibiting some form of physical and mental trauma including burn marks, depression, tattered clothing, branding, twitching, spaying, hormonal injection, cosmetic surgery and necrotic [REDACTED]. Testimony of survivors indicates temporal dilation in their stay, having reportedly been in ‘training’ for two weeks before the current record of Incident-3886-2.

[15:24:12] Unknown Announcer: “Ladies, gentlemen and [REDACTED], please find your seats. The event is about to begin. We ask that you please quiet your devices and abstain from flash photography during the performance. Thank you.”

[15:25:06] The stadium’s lights dim. A canned drumroll plays in the background, accompanied with trumpets, bagpipes and flutes.

[15:25:06] Unknown Announcer: “May I present to you, your host for the evening, the one, the only, the magnificent: H████ Y██████!

[15:25:06] A single beam forms a circle around the silhouette of D-1998 -wearing what at first appears to be a large, oblong hat- as he bounds into the arena. When the image focuses, it becomes apparent that on his head is a fastened SCP-3886, with SCP-3886-01 sitting atop that, eyes closed but lips moving to form the following speech5:

[15:25:24] SCP-3886-01: “Welcome, welcome, folks. My, what a crowd. Truly, the fact that all of you have come to see my humble side show really is spectacular.”

[15:25:30] Cheers and whoops are released from the crowd. D-1998 kneels and SCP-3886-01 (eyes still closed) hops to the floor, performs a double cartwheel and stoops into a bow.

[15:25:42] SCP-3886-01: “So yes, thank you, thank you. Really, we couldn't do this without all of your support. While it is lovely to see [REDACTED] city again, I know for a fact a lot of you have traveled quite a ways just to see us live.”

[15:25:47] A renewed burst of applause.

[15:25:52] SCP-3886-01: “So thanks, all of you. But of course, you are not here to listen to my mopey voice-”

[15:25:56] Laughter

[15:26:02] SCP-3886-01: “Without further adieu, let the show… BEGIN.”

[15:26:14] At this point SCP-3886-01 begins to lead the audience through a series of increasingly bizarre and dangerous performances. Though most remained more or less similar to those of a normal circus’s animal acts, the roles of animals and handlers have been inexplicably reversed, with abducted personnel being used in lieu of the former (with the exception of D-1998, who disappears for the remainder of the show). It is of particular interest that all animals featured during this manifestation wore appropriately sized versions of SCP-3886.

For a full list of acts, please consult Document-3886-02

ACT # Description Casualties and Injuries Notes
Act-1 2 personnel (Dr. Farnen and Researcher Russels) push a comically large barrel around the ring while a black stallion trots behind. None None
Act-2 Dr. Migarn wears a pink tutu and rides a child’s bicycle. None Though Dr. Migarn could be seen to be crying, audience members reacted with laughter and hysterics to the display.
Act-3 Four personnel (Nurse Leghan, Dr. Vide and Junior Researcher Stanton) are stripped naked and chased around the ring by a pack of dogs. Dr. Vide suffers three bite wounds to the arm. Nurse Leghan trips and is killed by shredding of the jugular. Nurse Leghan’s body is not removed for the duration of the following acts.
Act-4 2 personnel (Dr. Cobbler and Junior Researcher Klevftich) are made to jump through several flaming hoops, pursued by a trio of Bengal tigers. Both individuals suffer minor to severe burns though are otherwise unharmed. None
Act-5 Dr. De’Levois attempts to balance on a large beach ball on a tightrope over a pit of scorpions. After remaining upright for 2.45 seconds, Dr. De’Levois fell a total of 20 feet into the mass. He is presumed dead. Dr. De’Levois continues to scream for a total of 15 minutes after the conclusion of this act. Neither the audience nor fellow actors seem to notice.
Act-6 Three personnel (Nurse Jackson, Nurse Peters and Dr. Richmond) are instructed to form a pyramid. After several minutes of confusion, a fully grown African elephant attempts to sit atop them. All three personnel are killed by severe physical trauma. None
Act-7 2 personnel ( Junior Researcher Marchmond and Dr. Vide) are placed in a cage with four lions adorned with red capes. Dr. Vide was killed and eaten while attempting to allow Junior Researcher Marchmond to climb to the top of the enclosure and out of the lions’ reach. After six minutes, two white doves flew down from an unseen location and began to violently peck at Junior Researcher Marchmond’s eyes, causing him to fall and subsequently be devoured. Dr. Vide was awarded a post mortem Foundation Medal of Honor for his bravery.
Act-8 The Final Act. [REDACTED] The audience remained silent for a total of 15 minutes after the removal of the heart and liver, whereupon seven members stood and appeared to cut their own throats via improvised means.

[17:34:06] After two hours, SCP-3886-01 appears before the audience, stating:

[17:34:08] SCP-3886-01: “Wow, what a show! Well, once again, my most profuse thanks to all of you folks. Like we say in the circus business: our most important role is that of our fans! Have a great night!”

At this point the event demanifested and Security forces were once again able to access the then locked ‘Blackout-zone.’ All personnel were found, albeit beholden of the injuries or fatalities incurred during the incident. D-1998’s corpse has not yet been discovered, however SCP-3886 remained, thus averting total containment breach. SCP-3886-01 claimed to have no memory of the preceding incident and was put under observational confinement for two days before being returned to low-threat containment.

Document-3886-03 and Document-3886-04 were found by security personel attached to the bottom of SCP-3886.


"I am so sorry Mary, Jezebel. God please forgive me for i have sinned.

It's been years, or days, I know not the difference. It used to just be horses but now the audience wants more. I can't keep doing this… I cant, I just cant.

I lied. I took the man’s offer, the devil’s offer. I thought I could make you two happy. He promised me more money than I had ever seen. He said I would never see another one of my animals harmed. At first I thought they needed me; that without me they would all just rot; no one else cared about them. But now… now I can't get away. They wont let me get away.

Well, no, that is not true, there is one way to get away, and I am afraid I drift closer to it every passing second. I am so scared Marry.

I have only one hope left and it is that this mock-Lucifer and his beasts cannot reach my soul in Hell.

-H████ Y██████"


Please know that, with the help of our patented methods, no animals have been hurt in the production of the [REDACTED]™ show since [REDACTED] BC! We hope you will come again soon and remember to look out for our tent at H- [ILLEGIBLE]- 's Circus of the Dis- [ILLEGIBLE]- g!

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