SCP-194-JP-1 in the process of drying.
Item #: SCP-194-JP
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: As SCP-194-JP cannot be fully contained, personnel must swiftly locate designated SCP-194-JP-1 areas. 4 security members are to patrol designated areas on clear weather, and 20 members are to patrol during rainy weather and up to 24 hours after in search of SCP-194-JP-1 and SCP-194-JP-3. If SCP-194-JP-1 is found, a tent to protect against the rain is to be put over for at least 3 hours following encounter. Once the 3 hours have passed, the area will be dried through hot air exposure. SCP-194-3 must be secured then, and moved to a humanoid object containment cell. After an observation period of 7 to 30 days, if the researcher in charge has no need for it, SCP-194-3 is to be terminated and disposed of. Following a subject falling into SCP-194-JP-1, all witnesses and the surviving subject are to be released following an interview and appropriate amnestic treatment.
At designated SCP-194-JP, as many signs reading “Be careful, this puddle is deep” as possible are to be installed without appearing unnatural (This is to be carried out with the help of the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism). Allocating budget for repair work of paved roads, drainage systems and paving of mountain footpaths is under consideration.
Description: SCP-194-JP is a puddle and its interior space that possess unusual properties, generating within the ████ region.
SCP-194-JP is a phenomenon that occurs in puddles (Henceforth referred to as SCP-194-1) found mainly in the ████ region. People who step into SCP-194-JP-1 will be pulled into an anomalous space referred to as SCP-194-JP-2. Details, such as where SCP-194-JP-1 will manifest are not known, but it does manifest following rainfall, like with normal puddles. It also tends to manifest around less-traveled places, such as mountainous regions. SCP-194-JP-1 is near-indistinguishable from a normal puddle, but unlike normal puddles, it reflects light from any angle, akin to a mirror. SCP-194-JP-1’s depth cannot be measured. In many cases, the subject mistakes SCP-194-JP-1 for a normal puddle, and falls into SCP-194-JP-2.
SCP-194-JP-2 is an anomalous space reached by passing through SCP-194-JP-1. SCP-194-JP-2 becomes a recreation of the first city the subject lived in after birth. The city is reproduced over a radius of 10 km, the area surrounded by an ocean made of the same water as SCP-194-JP-1. The extent of this ocean is not known.
Any subject falling into SCP-194-JP-2 appears inside the reproduced city, without any entrance or exit similar to SCP-194-JP-1 near the landing location. Thus, it’s not possible to return through the SCP-194-JP-1 instance used to enter. According to the testimony of a survivor, if one is able to reach their “birth home”, one can leave the space, returning through SCP-194-JP-1. The city inside SCP-194-JP-2 is the “birth town” of the subject, and thus, the older the subject is, the more difficult survival becomes.
Inside SCP-194-JP-2, there is a humanoid entity referred to as SCP-194-JP-1 that attempts to contact the target in order to stop them from leaving SCP-194-JP-2. When it appears, SCP-194-JP-3 may be a single entity or multiple ones, but generally, it shows in the shape of a person unknown to the subject. The sun sets approximately three hours after the subject falls into SCP-194-JP-2. If the subject hasn’t left by then, a SCP-194-JP-3 instance will manifest from SCP-194-JP-1. SCP-194-JP-1 will evaporate upon SCP-194-JP-3’s appearance. Another subject can enter through SCP-194-JP-1 before it evaporates; in this case, a new SCP-194-JP-2 instance is generated, and meeting another subject becomes impossible.
The emerging SCP-194-JP-3 instance is roughly similar to an adult human, but their internal organs are the size of a 1-year old infant. Their intelligence is incredibly low and they are unable to understand others.
Questions to a secured SCP-194-JP-3: Date 20██/05/27, identification number SCP-194-JP-3-006. Patrolling security guard secured the SCP_194-JP-3 entity, which was found crawling along a road.
Researcher T: May I have your name?
SCP-194-JP-3-006: Hurts…
Researcher T: Where did you come from?
SCP-194-JP-3-006: Mommy…
The Foundation is aware of a total of ██ SCP-194-JP-1 cases, but the real number of cases is believed to be much higher. Three survivors have been given amnestic treatment, and ██ SCP-194-JP-3 entities have been contained. Remaining instances have been terminated.
D-class logs for SCP-194-JP-2 exploration:
On 20██/06/10, a patrolling security guard discovered a SCP-194-JP-1 instance. D-class exploration of SCP-194-JP-1 was authorized. D-class was equipped with a communication device and a GPS transmitter. Following entrance into SCP-194-JP-2, camera footage was extremely blurry and covered in static, but all other devices worked without problem. Prior investigation procured a map of the subject’s hometown.
20██/06/10 09:17:45
SCP-194-JP-D001: Oh. Doc, I’m in. It really feels like I warped. There’s nothing above.
Researcher T: Where are you now?
SCP-194-JP-D001: In the middle of a mountain path leading to a Shinto shrine. Wonder how long it was from here to home. Is this really what you call a different dimension? Looks like the real world to me. Sun looks like it’s about 3 p.m. or so? There’s no bugs, no birds, no people… There’s not even a smell.
Researcher T: Smell?
SCP-194-JP-D001: You know that sort of nostalgic smell you get when you go back to your hometown? Yeah, there’s no smell here. Is it because it’s been 15 years? Not like there’s any smell regardless… Ok, that’s creepy. There’s no wind, nor sound. I can faintly hear the sounds of waves, actually.
Researcher T: Go down the mountain path and turn left. Tell me when you get to the bridge. I’ll keep guiding you then.
20██/06/10 09:29:33
SCP-194-JP-D001: I’m at the bridge. This is nostalgic… This was such a small bridge. I used to be scared of looking down.
Researcher T: After crossing the bridge, go straight to the right. Walk for around 10 minutes and you should find a liquor store.
20██/06/10 09:32:17
SCP-194-JP-D001: Hey, Doc? There’s no liquor store.
Researcher T: That’s odd. The map says it’s there… Can you check the parking lot next to it?
SCP-194-JP-D001: It looks like an empty lot. Is that the parking lot?
Researcher T: I’m not sure… Well, regardless, turn to the left here and walk to the end of the street.
20██/06/10 10:07:24
SCP-194-JP-D001: Hey, Doc, I’m walking down a crooked path. You sure about this？
Researcher T: That’s… The map says it’s a straight road…
SCP-194-JP-D001: No, but I- I feel like I used to take this path from the mountains to my home. Maybe the map is either too old or too new.
Researcher T: I’ll quickly check with the library. Is the sun still up? If so, stay where you are.
SCP-194-JP-D001: Oh, Doc, wait! Someone’s calling over from the window of that house over there! I’m gonna move the mic a bit closer.
(In the distance, the words “Come over here” are faintly heard.)
SCP-194-JP-D001: Doc, what should I do? Should I go in?
Researcher T: Negative. This time we’re here to test the means of returning alive. Go towards your home.
SCP-194-JP-D001: Ahh, but… I feel like each of these houses used to be my home, long ago… Yes, there used to be such a time. Those were the good times, Doc.
Researcher T: Uh, sure. That hardly matters now. Do not enter that house, and stand by.
(The voice is heard again, but much more quiet and distorted than before.)
SCP-194-JP-D001: I think I know that guy… Yeah, yeah I do. Ah, that’s right. I remember now.
Researcher T: Can you hear me? Turn back around… Please respond.
20██/06/10 10:10:42
Although blurred, camera feed shows SCP-194-JP-D001 standing in front of the entrance door of a house. About 3 seconds later, the door opens from the inside; there’s no lights inside, so the interior cannot be seen. SCP-194-JP-D001 steps inside, and the feed goes black, ending all visual communication. Voice communication continues working for a while longer. A conversation starts between SCP-194-JP-D001, who appears happy, and an unidentified voice of unknown gender. The unidentified entity seems to guide SCP-194-JP-D001 to the living room.
20██/06/10 10:12:10
The sound of someone sitting down is heard, probably in a living room or guest room. The happy-sounding conversation continues between SCP-194-JP-D001 and the SCP-194-JP-3 instance, albeit the sound of something being dragged and the sound of water are heard from time to time.
20██/06/10 10:21:56
The happy-sounding conversation continues, albeit the sound of something hard being chewed on is heard, with SCP-194-JP-D001 cutting off from time to time. Throughout the conversation, the researcher continued trying to communicate with the subject, receiving no answer. SCP-194-JP-D001 has a coughing fit and spits something out while continuing the conversation.
20██/06/10 11:32:50
The sound of something heavy hitting the floor is heard, followed by silence. No further changes are observed.
Notes: During the exploration, GPS transmitter was working properly, data indicating D-class subject was in his hometown. Following loss of communication, a search was conducted, finding the location of the signal to be an empty house, where the subject’s clothes and equipment were found. SCP-194-JP-3 instance emerged from SCP-194-JP-1 and was disposed of without issue.
Addendum 001: Although few examples exist, information on survivors is included below.
| Subject |
Circumstances of survival |
| Ordinary citizen, 45 years old, male |
Encountered a cooperative SCP-194-JP-3 instance. See Investigation Report 194-001. |
| Ordinary citizen, 78 years old, female |
SCP-194-JP-2 became a city immediately following an air raid. Only the subject’s door remained. |
| D-class subject, 36 years old, male |
Followed the instructions given by staff in charge. Map obtained was accurate. |
Audio record 194-SV001: This survivor emerged alongside the only cooperative SCP-194-JP-3 instance encountered so far. Subject’s testimony is included below.
That was my grandmother. My grandmother, who died 10 years ago. Yes, I know. Perhaps a horrifying monster was imitating the appearance of my grandmother. But this is how I got out of that hell. Hell… Was it actually hell?
(Omitted)
All the way back home, I talked to my grandmother. And during that time, my grandmother seemed to choose which streets to go through so we wouldn’t encounter any other person. That city you call SCP-194-JP-2 was one I knew here and there very well, but in other places it was fully unknown to me. Maybe that’s how it looked at the time I was born.
(Omitted)
My grandmother pointed at a house along the way, and talked happily about how the people living there grew watermelons, and would sometimes give some to her. She used to play with her older sister there too. Was that actually hell, then? Just about everything felt nostalgic, it made me want to stay there forever. When I mentioned this my grandmother got angry and scolded me, telling me I absolutely needed to go back home.
(Omitted)
And when we safely arrived at the front door of the house, before opening the door, she asked me to give her daughter… Which is to say, give my mother a message. “The day you began dancing, I scolded you for your lack of skill. In reality, I was extremely happy. It’s a day I’ll always remember. I wanted to praise you so badly.”… That’s what she said. Then she opened the door and, well, you know the rest.
