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Title: SCP-647-JP - Mellow Distraction for a Mother Who Grieves for Her Child
Author: ©︎
moririn5963
Year: 2019
Translator's Content Warning: This article contains references to domestic violence and miscarriage. Reader discretion is advised.
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Item #: SCP-647-JP
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: SCP-647-JP is contained within a standard waterproof container equipped with specialized drainage system (S3D2-C), which is located in the BSL3 Quarantine Zone at Site-8163. Once collected, SCP-647-JP-B is to be temporarily stored in a large inox tank and then disposed of in accordance with the C-class Organic Liquid Waste Disposal Protocol.
Description: SCP-647-JP is a wooden Western-style barrel with a height of 900 mm, a center diameter of 790 mm, and a capacity of 228 liters. Genetic analysis has revealed that, unlike most wine barrels, it is composed of wood derived from pomegranate (Punica granatum). SCP-647-JP is indestructible by any means, and has a high thermostatic property that maintains an internal temperature of 38.0 °C.
SCP-647-JP generates SCP-647-JP-A and SCP-647-JP-B through a Brewing Event. Although direct observation of Brewing Event is not possible since it takes place inside SCP-647-JP, it can be indirectly investigated by nondestructive examination, such as ultrasound and MRI.
SCP-647-JP-A is an entity resembling a human fetus that occurs inside SCP-647-JP. In its early stages, SCP-647-JP-A is in the embryonic state; while it temporarily develops visceral tissues and other organs constituting a human being during its growth, it does not have an internal skeleton or equivalent structure and is believed to maintain its shape only by its cell membranes and skin.
SCP-647-JP-A matures after a growth period of approximately 280 days and then is converted to SCP-647-JP-B. SCP-647-JP-B is a brewed beverage with an alcohol content of 18% produced by the disintegration of SCP-647-JP-A. It is slightly turbid red in color, emits an aromatic scent, and is rich in pomegranate-derived components, as well as protein and fat of human origin. Although SCP-647-JP-B does not possess any noteworthy physical properties, it induces a feeling of intoxication in individuals upon swallowing it, along with auditory hallucinations similar to the cries of a newborn baby. The auditory hallucination lasts for twenty to ninety seconds, which has been observed to be roughly the same duration as the time the subject perceives the aftertaste of SCP-647-JP-B.
Twenty-four hours after the disintegration of SCP-647-JP-A, a small crack forms in the lid of SCP-647-JP, which causes SCP-647-JP-B to flow outward. The Brewing Event is completed with the outflow of SCP-647-JP-B and is repeated spontaneously after the self-repair of the crack, which takes seventy-two hours.
Addendum 1: SCP-647-JP was discovered on ████/10/14 at a brewery in [REDACTED], Fushimi-ku, Kyoto, Japan. On 10/7, the Kyoto Prefectural Police investigated into the whereabouts of a brewer named Fujiwara ████████ after receiving a report of his disappearance, which revealed that he had called himself "Akitsu" to his employee, Sakurai █████. Due to the suspected connection between Fujiwara and the "Sekiryu Club," the Foundation conducted a further investigation, which resulted in the discovery of the anomaly. Despite the subsequent extensive search, Fujiwara has not been located from since.
An interview with Sakurai █████ conducted by Agent Rin resulted in the following testimony.
I used to be engaged to a man. We had been dating since we were students, he was so kind, and in the early days of our marriage we had a picture-perfectly happy newlywed life. After a while, we had a child, who could not be born alive.
He cared and supported me as I grieved over my first miscarriage. After that we tried various therapies, none of which worked. I was told that I had a chromosomal abnormality, and no matter how many times I carried a baby, they would just pass right away. After trying so many times with no success, he began to put the blame on me and became violent, and I was eventually kicked out of his house. A new life was growing in my womb, but that night, the last remaining connection between him and me slipped away before she can be born, without any kind of salvation.
I still remember that night vividly. It was a slimy, reddish-black substance, not even in human form, but still moist and warm, and certainly my baby. And when I scooped her up, I wanted to eat this darling baby of mine.
She was an innocent girl. When I put her in my mouth, she tickled my nostrils, grabbed my tongue and wouldn't let go. She was cheerful and sweet, yet tasted soft and gentle. I played with her in my mouth for a bit and then swallowed her soothingly. That was when she let out a birth cry. I know such a thing can't be possible, but I heard it. Of course it was a girl's voice. A cute voice. I became one with my child that night. I was convinced that the two of us would live together from now on.
But we had no relatives, no place to live, and no money; we soon became unable to make a living and found ourselves wandering aimlessly around Kyoto City with nowhere to go. It was then that Mr. Akitsu approached us. He was tall and slender, dressed in an elegant tailcoat, and warmly welcomed us, even with our shabby condition.
I soon started working at this brewery. As I threw myself into work, Mr. Akitsu entrusted me with a barrel of wine. According to him, the barrel was a mysterious object that his business did not usually handle, in which wine would be produced even without being brewed. Mr. Akitsu told me, "You should lovingly stroke this barrel and talk to it tenderly every day." I was skeptical, but I did what he told me to do, stroking and talking to the barrel every day.
I believe it was about ten months after I was entrusted with the barrel. As I was stroking it as usual, the lid suddenly cracked and the wine inside began to flow out. I was surprised but scooped up and drank it, as it spilled out of the barrel and dripped onto the floor, and once again I heard my baby's cry along with the luscious, vibrant aroma of pomegranate.
I could not hold back my tears. My wish had finally come true, after so long of wanting and not being able to reach it. I could feel and love my child with my eyes, nose, tongue, ears, and whole body.
Shimmering and smiling, they show me a different face every time I take a sip to love them. The innocent, fragrant face of a girl. The quiet, amiable face of a boy. They are all my adorable children. But one day I will have to let go of them. I believe that it is my duty as a chief brewer and, above all, as a mother, to make wine with love and devotion. The greatest happiness for my children would be to have them consumed by people like Mr. Akitsu and his associates, who would taste them with deep affection, which would surely make my children content.
I can't express how grateful I am to Mr. Akitsu. I am not able to conceive babies like most women, but I, we have this liquor that I have raised with love as my own children. Now that Mr. Akitsu has disappeared, I am the only one who can take care of them.
Would you like a sip? They may have many different personalities and require a lot of time and effort, but I am certain they all want you to drink them.
…Well? Aren't my children delicious?
Testing confirmed genetic similarities between SCP-647-JP-B and Sakurai. Although close examination revealed that Sakurai's body now lacks ovaries, no other substantial or biological abnormalities were observed, for which she was administered Class-B amnestics and released into the general public.
Addendum 2: Twelve bottles of SCP-647-JP-B were discovered in Fujiwara's residence. Each bottle had a label printed 'Carol di prosperità' and was assigned a number from No. 109 to No. 120. Based on the capacity of SCP-647-JP and the estimated number of Brewing Events that occurred prior to its containment, it is believed that at least ███ instances of SCP-647-JP-B bottle are still extant, none of which have yet been located.