Item #: SCP-CN-797
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: It is currently impossible to locate or contain SCP-CN-797; considering the object has completed self-containment to a certain extent, there is basically no need to cover up the public. Interview records and amnesics have been conducted on individuals who have entered SCP-CN-797. It is necessary to ensure that there is a Foundation personnel inside SCP-CN-797 at all times; currently, the personnel is Agt.Orange of MTF-GengWu-66 "Six-pointed star" .
Containment Procedures Update: Agents are required to hand over with Agt.Orange as soon as possible according to the plan outlined in Addendum 2. According to Agt.Orange's notes, it is confirmed that the object can be used to locate and explore more anomalous spaces.
Description: SCP-CN-797 is an anomalous carriage whose true appearance cannot be observed from the outside. The interior of SCP-CN-797 is similar to a tourist train or RV, equipped with a relatively comfortable sofa, bed, table and chairs, kitchen, shower facilities, and other basic living facilities. The kitchen area is equipped with a fridge that can automatically supplement all kinds of ingredients. No electronic equipment can be used in SCP-CN-797, including but not limited to communication equipment, video recording equipment, etc. The drawers of the desk in SCP-CN-797 can be equipped with an A5 horizontal notebook and various writing supplies at any time; when the notebook is full or damaged or lost for various reasons, a brand new notebook with the same style appears in the drawer.
SCP-CN-797 can overlap the end carriages of any currently operating rail transit. When arriving at the terminal, it can randomly switch to another running rail transit. Only one person is allowed to enter SCP-CN-797 at a time. When there are nobody inside SCP-CN-797, the carriage displays as the interior scene of SCP-CN-797 when it arrives; when there are human individuals inside, or when a human individual enters SCP-CN-797, it displays as a normal carriage, and other individuals cannot find or enter SCP-CN-797 again.1. It is worth noting that SCP-CN-797 may overlap with anomalous rail transits and enter anomalous locations. At the same time, even if there are nobody inside SCP-CN-797, any imaging device cannot record its existence either.
Discovery record: On ██/██/20██, MTF-Gengwu-66 "Six-pointed star" stumbled upon SCP-CN-797 during a routine anomaly investigation at Shanghai Metro ██ Road Station. Later, the Foundation noticed similar remarks on the Internet, including content such as "Suddenly a strange carriage got into the subway, and after I got on it, I went abroad." Foundation staff immediately deleted such content and found the individuals involved to conducting interviews and amnestics. The interview records are detailed in the addendum. Due to the inability to locate SCP-CN-797, the Foundation could only send Class D personnel into the subway station and try to find SCP-CN-797. To date, ██ Class D personnel have entered SCP-CN-797; however, weeks to months later, SCP-CN-797 still reappears. Some Class D personnel have been confirmed to leave SCP-CN-797 and terminated, but some remain unknown. Additionally, █ agents have also entered SCP-CN-797 for containment, but the object still reappeared several months to 1 year later, and the agents’ whereabouts are unknown. These agents all passed the loyalty test, so the possibility of defecting is preliminarily ruled out. The individual currently inside SCP-CN-797 is Agt.Orange, who accidentally found the carriage and entered it during a patrol. At present, SCP-CN-797 has not been observed for ███ days.
Interviews with SCP-CN-797 related individuals
Interviewer: Researcher Bread
Interviewee: Xu ██(hereafter referred to as Miss Xu), entered SCP-CN-797 by mistake and passed several stations.
<Log Begin>
Researcher Bread: Hello, could you please tell me under what circumstances did you take that train?
Miss Xu: Yesterday, I was on a business trip in the UK and was about to take the commuter train back to my residence when I found such a strange train. I was so sleepy at the time, so I went up the train without thinking much and fell asleep as soon as I went up… Then I woke up feeling like I had missed the stop, but the train was still moving, my mobile phone and computer were completely unusable.
Researcher Bread: What did you see outside the window?
Miss Xu: The strange sight is definitely not where my usual train passes… There are many colorful things around, which look like plants… or buildings? I was terrified and didn't pay much attention to it…
Researcher Bread: Then how did you get back here?
Miss Xu: At the time I thought I might barely wake up and tried to fall asleep again, but I couldn't make it… I dared not get out of the train in such a strange place and could only watch it drivie. I was very desperate at the time and felt that I couldn’t go home anymore. But after passing those strange plant buildings, I suddenly arrived in a tunnel, and then I saw a Chinese advertisement… When I saw the name of the station, although I was not familiar with it, I knew it was a subway station in a certain city in China, so I quickly got off the train without thinking much.
Researcher Bread: How did people around you react when they saw you?
Miss Xu: Uh, to be honest, I didn't pay much attention to this at the time… Everyone around was looking at me, but immediately they got on the subway. I turnde around again and found that it was an ordinary subway car… Did I have a dream? What the hell is that?
Researcher Bread: Well, there will be staff to explain to you later, please follow them… Anyway, thanks for your cooperation!
<Log End>
Subsequently, Xu ██ received amnesics; according to her description, the Foundation found all the individuals present at the time and also performed amnestics.
On ██/██/20██, agents of MTF-GengWu-66 "Six-pointed star" were patrolling SCP-CN-1991-2 and found several notebooks, presumably they were thrown out of the carriage by Agt.Orange while riding SCP-CN-797 through SCP-CN-1991-2. The numbering of notebooks indicates the order of writing. However, the recovered notebooks are not numbered consecutively. Presumably, there are still unfound notebooks scattered around SCP-CN-1991-2. Each notebook contains approximately 10-15 days of content. The following are excerpts from the notes.
Day 1
This should be SCP-CN-797. Many Class D personnel and colleagues had come in it before, and they either got out of the car or disappeared. There’re still many unexplored aspects of this object. I need to write them down and find a chance to report them.
Cell phones, communicators, and cameras, all are no longer usable. Well, fortunately, I wore a mechanical watch. The time must be recorded every day.
It is currently located on Shanghai Metro Line 1, heading towards Fujin Road Station. There’re 5 stops left.
Arrived.
These are… French? Lyon… It drives fast, intercontinental train?
I got it right. Geneva. The scenery is so nice… Optimistically, this can also be regarded as tourism. But there’re no entertainment facilities and no way to get off.
I need to cook something for myself. There’re a lot of ingredients in the fridge and enough tools in the kitchen. I can kill a lot of time by this. Let’s make Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs today.
Although the sky is still bright outside, it should be time to go to bed.
Day 2
What is this place? 18th Street… So named, probably North America or somewhere? There’s no way to check the information, so let's write it down first.
So weird. Someone was walking towards the carriage, but they disappeared after entering the door… They should have entered a normal carriage. Exactly what kind of structure this is… It needs to be reported to researchers.
It seems to switch every time the line ends. This time I finally didn't even know the language… What kind of anomalous place is this? I don't think the light rail in reality is so high. Come on, I need to write down my surroundings… The tracks are laid on the roof… The egg-shaped aircrafts running around… The creature with wings… This kind of creature should be caught and contained, but unfortunately I can't get off the carriage now, and I don’t know the level of their technology…
This section of the railway is so long, the train has been running for more than 5 hours. Obviously they can fly, and with such fast aircrafts, why do they need to build trains? Is it built for sightseeing, or does it indicative some kind of social class difference?
It's time for dinner again, let's make a Farmer's Pork Chop today. Yeah, I need to stir fry some vegetables too…
Day 5
It’s raining. I don't know where I am, the rain is so heavy that I can't see any signs outside the window. It should be another anomalous location or a parallel world. I've only heard of it before… After all, our team is not responsible for this.
I only have this piece of clothing. I wash it every day and I don't know when it will be washed out… Although no one can see this place. I guess the outer clothes can’t be washed in a normal washing machine. So I just try to wipe them.
I tried to shoot the window, but when the bullet reached the window, it stopped and fell to the ground. It seems that there’s no way to destroy it. I don't have much ammo, so let's use it sparingly.
I wonder what my colleagues are doing today… Probably still patrolling subway stations day after day, patrolling anomalous locations, and preventing people from coming into contact with anomalies. This is what I am doing now and what I choose to do. I can't get out of the car, I can't give up. But sure enough, I still need to find an opportunity to transmit the information… How can I do this?
The red meat I ate a few days ago, let’s steam fish today.
Illustration on this page.
Day 10
The boredom gradually increased. I don't know when I can get off… Maybe this day will never come.
There’s a huge tree in the distance with a sloping ring. Is that an airport? Can the plane really take off and land from such a steep slope?
Airport… I have also explored anomalous airports before.
What do people who sit on a plane and learn that the plane has been hijacked think? It’s destined that their lives will end in tens of minutes… Is this similar to mine, or different?
I have eaten a lot of Chinese dishes. Let’s try some western dishes today.
Um, it's so terrible.
Day 14
After a few days, I finally saw the language I knew again. Great, I'm still on earth… Maybe there’s still a way to return to earth, return to the Foundation, or return to other places I’m familiar with.
There are so many people… I haven't seen "people" in a few days, it should be the morning peak or something.
Here’s Tokyo… I seem to have taken this metro line before. Wait, isn't this a loop line… Normally, it ends at the terminal station. What would happen to the loop line?
After turning around, it changed places again, as expected… Looks like it's in the water this time. There’re many… anomalous creatures with tentacles around. This train doesn't seem to have a fixed station, passengers can get on the train by knocking on the door.
15:18. It’s 15:18 now. I’d like to do something different. So let’s do a few push-ups, then run a few laps around the carrriage.
Let’s be a vegetarian today.
Illustration on this page.
Day 21
Sunny. Lots of light of different colors. It seems that there’s a huge ball of light hanging in the sky, each house is illuminated by a beam of light.
According to Chinese time, today is the Summer Solstice. The longest day of the year. It's probably good weather. I hope it's good weather, otherwise, it would be a pity.
A new pen appeared in the drawer as soon as my pen ran out of ink. After I threw the pen that ran out of ink in the trash, it disappeared after a while. I didn't see how it disappeared, probably when I wasn't staring at it.
Who is actually operating this carriage? Who is preparing paper, pens and ingredients, and picking up the trash? Is he or she looking at me?
I can't sit all day.
The Foundation… I haven't been away from it for long, but it feels so far away from me. While I need to hand out reports, this kind of record can not be regarded as a report… Let's sort it out! Write down all the places you saw before!
…Most of them are not normal locations. It seems that what we know is just the tip of the iceberg of the anomalous world. Or, is it possible that anomalies are the norm? Or maybe we are also anomalies?
I don't know what to eat. Let’s eat Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs again.
Day 32
Rumsey-stations… What a familiar name. I have seen it in the archives of other sites. So I should be heading towards Hong Shing… It is the responsibility of other sites, and I generally don't have the chance to go there.
This is a rare opportunity for me to recall my life in the Foundation. Although only one month has passed.
Think carefully, I'm also in the Foundation now. I’m in a Foundation containment. Although it is not actually contained. Now I'm the containment procedure… It's a kind of cool, but also a kind of sadness.
I seem to have thought about these 10 days ago.Am I a containment procedure? Am I still me?
Braised in brown sauce, steamed, boiled in water… What else I haven't tried…
Day 39
Suddenly a question comes to mind: Since the washing machine is electric, why can it be used? No, this washing machine has no wires attached to it… It’s getting weirder, but I’m used to it. Who the hell is…
This is… Amusement park train? Is this also available? So slow. Can't you let me try a roller coaster or something? However, the carriage of the roller coaster isn’t fully enclosed, probably not in a month of Sundays.
10 times on Chinese railways, 12 times on Japanese railways, 7 times on European railways…
Unknown railway…
A railway with no rails at all… A railway? No way?
"There was no way in the world… The more people walked, it became a way…" Is this sentence written like this? Maybe that's what it means, right?Chili… I can't eat spicy food very much. I really don't know what to eat, so let’s try some spicy food today.
Day 41
My stomach is aching. I really shouldn't eat spicy food.
There’s even a medical kit in the top cabinet of the kitchen… Maybe I'm really being watched by someone. Could it be the Foundation's loyalty test or something… It can’t be ture. Maybe it's surveillance, maybe it's telepathy… Or the empathy effect…
After looking around, I didn't see anything similar to a camera. Maybe it’s telepathy for sure.
If you can hear me, let this train stop, okay?
“NO!”
It would be great if someone responded like this. But nothing at all. There’s no sound either.Generally, I should take annual leave at this time.
Its daybreak. The journey of the stars has also come to an end.
I used to look forward to traveling so much, but now I don’t want to travel anymore. I just want to go home.
I just want to go home.
I want to go home.
Go home.
Home.
…Am I a primary school student? Still writing stuff like this…
Day 56
Orange water. Everywhere.
Oh no, I should try to write as long as possible. There's no point in submitting stuff like this… But I even don't know how to submit it.
Anyway, let’s try to write a little longer. The surroundings are closed, but the tunnel is filled with faintly luminous orange-yellow liquid. The walls of the tunnel are bumpy, somewhat like coral. The stations here open the platform gates from above. However, there’s no glass window above, it can only be viewed from the side. Does this mean that the person who made this carriage or something else is similar to us?Let's practice calligraphy. I hate calligraphy the most in junior high school. Can't write well at all.
The junior high school I attended is right next to the subway station. Do I still have a chance to go back there?
I hate the subway.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.
Don't want to cook. Just eat lettuce.
Day 65
I haven't seen sunlight or any other light for 3 days. It’s dark outside. I want to sleep directly.
There has always been a saying that you are truly dead only when everyone forgets you. I have probably been forgotten by everyone. This may be the graveyard of the forgotten.
Can't sleep.
Illustration on this page.
Day 68
Finally I saw the light again! It’s one step closer to home…
Right?Why did I get on this train…
Why not someone else…
Why am I the only one suffering…Think about it on the bright side, Orange. At least you don't have to worry about dying suddenly while you're on a mission. Do you remember CN-1991? Some agents got into the train and never came back. Maybe they went to the past, maybe they went to the future, maybe… They didn't go anywhere, but they were gone.
But what is the difference between my current state and the disappearance?
Maybe they’re like you now, stuck on a strange train, travelling forever.
A large number of flyers flew over, I can't read the language. I drew one roughly. Is this… OB? It awakens my bad memories… But somehow it wakes up some memories. Maybe it's not bad to go back to the days of fighting with OB Media.
You must live!
Day 74
Kitchen knife, ballpoint pen, gun.
I probably know where all the missing colleagues went.
Since this place can clean up the garbage, it can also clean up the dead.You can't die.
I can’t die.I ran out of another notebook. The notebook won’t be cleaned up wherever it is. What would happen if there were so many notebooks that filled the entire carriage? How could I survive that situation?
Eat what… It feels like everything was just taste yesterday. I can't think of a new dish anymore. Why didn't I learn a few more dishes before?
Day 83
It looks like a shopping mall. I really want to do some shopping. Please, anything is fine, let me buy something new.
I can’t stand it any more.
But I have to stand it.
Think about the past, think about the future, think about the present. Try to meditate.
I heard that high monks have to go through a long period of practice. Can I become an eminent monk too… Obviously I don't know anything about Buddhism…
Day 91
Maze. The maze doesn’t allow people to explore it on their own, but build a route, what the hell is this…
Sometimes the rear of the car becomes the front. Not the first time. How many times has it been… Let me count… 1,2,3… 21 times.
I seem to get it. This is a maze for people to drive out of by themselves. I've passed through here just now, this player is really a noob. Might as well let me play.
But it's impossible.Finally come out.
Is this interesting?
Day 100
Today is my 100th day here, a memorable day. Although I don't know what to commemorate, but in short, commemorate it.
No one will commemorate with me, so I will commemorate with the notebook.To produce this notebook, how many trees did people cut down? And where did the seeds of the trees come from?
A person can never live alone. Although I’m alone now, if nobody supplied me with food, paper and pen, I would starve to death or go crazy.
Please let me see you again.But the Foundation contained even gods. Oh no, is it the "Vertex Multifunctional Entity"?
There’s no god in the world, perhaps.
There’re only things that haven’t been explained.
But sooner or later they can be explained.
Including this train.
I will see that day.It has been 100 days, let's tell a story. Tell to myself, and tell to people who might read this notebook in the future.
Day 105
Flags are everywhere outside the window, and the train seems to be driving on two ropes.
Internet slang "flag" seems to have been popular before. Is this some kind of flag too? Is it the flag that I’m about to go home, or the flag that I can never go home?Today, let’s tell the story of my elementary school days. You can skip it if you don't like it. I have marked all the important content, and you can delete all unnecessary content when you see it later. Of course this is necessary for me. If there were no one to talk to, I probably won't be able to hold on anymore soon. No matter who you are.
In second grade, we found an ant nest on the school lawn. Under a lot of leaves. I didn't dare to dig it, others did it. All the ants crawled out. They pour water in it or did something else. Someone also threw snacks in it.
However, it doesn't make any sense do so. But things that don’t make sense aren't banned, are they?
So many balloons. It feels like the carriage is rising.
Day 120
It’s driving in the clouds. Or marshmallows?
The clothes are washed to broken. I didn't find anything like a sewing kit… Of course I don't know how to make clothes. Probably someone is watching me, but it doesn't matter.
I really want to wear nice clothes. When I joined the Foundation, when I was in attendance, I never had this idea… I’ve always thought of myself as a careless person who doesn't care about appearance.
Let's tell a story related to appearance today. I once entered school with five braids in the fourth grade of elementary school. I almost got stopped, but because I had braids, I was still let in. It seems odd strange hairstyle is worse than messy hair. Then I was mocked as expected. Maybe it wasn’t mocking, but my hairstyle made others feel funny. I would be amused if I saw other people braiding their hair like that. It’s understandable. Later, I cut my hair short, and it was difficult to braid it. But now it can.
In that case, let's cut my hair by myself today… My clothes are broken, and my hair is cut. I'm probably not the one I used to be at all.
So farewell to the past!
Day 146
Zurich… I always wanted to travel here before. This can be regarded as travelling here, huh?
Really, after I get off the train, I probably never want to travel anymore.
Let’s tell the story about my name today. Why should I be called "Orange"… Because there’s a "Cheng"2 in my name? It's not even the word "orange". I don't like eating oranges very much, and I don't like orange color very much either. Probably everybody calls me like that, then I'm used to it.
If I gave myself a new name, I would never call me Orange.
Think about it.Ah, the English names I know are so few. I can't think of it. Orange is also a good name.
Day 158
I don't know how many times I have passed through China… Will there still be Foundation personnel in disguise patrolling among the people waiting at the train station? There should be, I think.
But that can’t be guaranteed. So I can't get off the train.Can't get off the train, can't get off the train, can't get off the train, can't get off the train.
Come on, think of your former companions. Although this is about… How many times have I thought of them? Anyway, I have thought about them many times. But now there’s nothing to do besides thinking.
Day 174
I don't want to describe what I saw anymore.
But other than that, nothing has changed.
Dates are changing, but what's the point? The color of the sky can no longer be linked to time. Rather, the current scene probably cannot be called "the color of the sky", it should be closer to the world of some kind of oil painting. Maybe it’s AWCY's base.Let’s think about the Foundation.
Our team deals with traffic anomalies. I have seen too many weird things, both in archives and actual experiences.
Everyone is lonely.
I remember a Class D personnel drove a full three years in the subway cab. I don't even remember the item number and the anomalous nature of it, but I’m particularly impressed with this object.
Even a Class D personnel can persist for three years, but I've been holding on for less than one year and a half. So come on, there's nothing to complain about.Class D are all death row prisoners, we’re also ordered not to treat them as human beings.
But they’re still human beings, whatever they are evil or in trouble. Maybe some of them have contributed a lot, but more made unforgivable mistakes.
If they didn't make mistakes, if they didn't become Class D, what kind of life would they lead?Well, let's make a cup of tea.
Day 188
The train shakes so badly… It seemed to have entered some kind of vortex.
What would happen if an accident happened to the train with this carriage?I can sit silently for 30 minutes every day now. Just sitting.
Let me talk something about my family. To be honest, I can't remember exactly what they looked like. Only a vague outline can be remembered.
They don't know the Foundation, they just think I'm in a big company.
I have been missing for so long, they must be worried. Maybe they have been taken to amnesics and forgot me.Sure enough, the Sweet and Sour Ribs is still delicious. My mom always cooks this for me.
Day 201
This time the rails are on the side. Seriously, don't they need to adjust the position of the windows? I can even see sparks pop up on the rails.
I remember there were reports that some people lived at home for 20 years. How exactly did they do that?
But they spoke on the Internet, didn’t they?
When did the Internet become so far away from me?How did ancient people live in the era without the Internet? Such as the people from Abnormality Institute.
Wrote articles?But now, I don't want to think if they were boring. Maybe the life of the ancients was more boring than I am now.
Day 225
Rows of red lights flashing all around. Probably not lights, they look more like plants. But they're so neatly arranged, maybe they're artificially planted?
So, I remember that there was a doctor in headquarters who was trapped in an anomalous space and talked to a red light for nearly six years.
After all, am I still not enlightened enough?
I remember the doctor was repeating his wife's name all the time.
Is there anyone whose name deserves to be repeated by me…
…
…
…
Nope.Well, I can only repeat my name.
Orange. Orange. Cheng. Cheng.
Orange. Oranges. Orange color. Orange, tangerine, citru, sweet or sour fruit.
Let’s have a fruit platter today.
Day 264
I see a familiar building. This time I return to my hometown. It can also be considered as coming home, huh?
If I hadn't joined the Foundation, I would probably be working somewhere in this city today. Wait, what day is it today…
Let me deduce it from day 1.
Today seems to be Saturday, so there’s no need to work.While none of my visions are likely to come true, there’s enough time now for me to imagine what they would be like if they come true.
Day 291
Outside the window is a cave of some kind of mineral. The gems are shining.
This situation is really rare. Most of the time there’re only dark tunnels outside, so even if there’s only a little light, it’s already good.
It’s already good.
Although I really want to tell a story, it seems that I have told all of my stories.
Take a closer look, I have written so many words.
Maybe I can already publish a book or something. This seems to be my dream since I was a child.Maybe I can try to talk to the me of day1.
Although this may sound schizophrenic, it’s better than "you" without a reference.
What would you think?
Have you become more sentimental?
Words such as “You are not like an agent like this.”?
Day 300
Christina! That's Christina!
I did see her when she pitted. It can't be wrong.
There’s still hope.
I'm almost home.
But I can't get off here. I can’t…Well, Christina is my college classmate, she’s very close to me. She should be working in a high-rise building now.
But meeting acquaintances means that one day I'll meet Foundation agents at the subway station, or someone like that. At least I can convey a little information. Then I didn't write it in vain.So keep writing!
Let’s have Sweet and Sour Ribs after a long absence today.
Day 328
My watch has stopped.
Day 334?
Damn, I can't tell the day and night at all now. 24 hours. Maybe less than 24 hours… Maybe only one hour or two has passed.
What should I do, what should I do, what should I do?
You must live.
At least you still have the scenery to see, we have nothing.
I've only been here for less than one year.
But even if I've been here for a whole year, it is not worth mentioning .
Day… Consider it as Day 350
Happy birthday, Orange.
My first birthday I celebrated in the subway, but it isn’t the first birthday I celebrated by myself.
Do you remember how to speak?
Sing a song for me.I’ll use location to log the time later. Time is not important anymore.
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Candy Bridge
I passed a long cable-stayed bridge, which seems to be made of sugar silk.
I seem to be crossing this bridge for the first time, but I’ve passed food-related places for… Let me count… More than 50 times.
I don't want to eat yet.
Tunnel
It's dark, nothing to describe.
Not even a light. There’re no billboards either.
Darkness
Still dark.
Dance with me.
Chengdu
Judging from the station name, it’s Chengdu Metro. Although the tunnel is still dark, at least it gives me a familiar feeling.
Think about it, the Foundation has gone through so much, so maybe my experience isn't special at all.
Although I don't know what time it is, probably only one year has passed. One year is nothing to the Foundation.
Probably no one will deliberately forget me or deliberately remember me. My name should just stay on the file.
I am not particularly valuable, nor am I particularly worthless.
Darkness
A long pause, I don't know why.
If the train stays here forever like this, or the carriage leaves the train and stops in such a dark space…
It's best not to be this case.Although the Foundation has been containing anomalies, I’ve always felt like a normal person.
I used to think I had the consciousness to protect ordinary humans from anomalies, but until I came here, I didn't really realize what kind of awareness it is.
Everyone is a human. Some people may be able to survive in the anomalous environment for 5 years, 10 years, or even longer, while others collapse after a few months or even a few days.
I’ve never been special. There is no great man who is great, and no loser who is not great.But I will stick it out. Maybe it doesn't make much sense to do so, but neither does it make much sense to live an ordinary life .
The train started.
Maybe someone is actually operating this carriage.
CN-1991
How many times have I experienced this anomaly… I'm very familiar with it, yet very unfamiliar. Once my job was related to it, I saw a lot of mates get on the train, and then they just disappeared.
But thanks to our efforts, almost no one has strayed into this strange subway station.Wait.
Does it mean that there will be no non-Foundation personnel in this place? !
According to my experience, the train should pass directly above the platform… So I can just throw the notes down to convey information, right? !
Maybe I can be saved!But more likely not.
Every train station in the world has an anomalous platform. Finding a few notebooks is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.
Even if they find them, there is actually no way to locate me.
Even if they find me, the handover is still a problem.Maybe life is all about sudden hope and sudden disappointment. I have to get used to it.
But there are plenty of notebooks, so I just throw a batch of them every time I pass by this place. At least they can give me a little hope.
See you.
Darkness
It isn’t the colorful darkness, it's the darkness only darkness.
Fortunately, there’re lights in the carriage.Gradually, I bid farewell to the past. After throwing away the notebook, many places I passed by before can no longer be recalled.
Maybe it's a good thing.
But it's more likely to be a bad thing… I look forward to CN-1991, don't know when I can pass again, and I look forward to the notebook that I threw to be picked up by my colleagues… No kidding, such expectations are no different from fantasies.After all, what is it that keeps me going?
Responsibility as a member of MTF? Reluctant to see other people's deeds? Expectation and curiosity for the future? Or is it just a fear of death?
Maybe all these are.
But no matter what it is, I have to reinforce it. I can't die.
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Orange Planet
Finally there’s another anomalous place that surprises me in my lifetime…
The train jumps between the giant oranges. Oranges are like tiny planets with many chubby creatures living on them. Oranges live on oranges? It seems a little weird.
As "Orange", maybe this place has a relationship with me.
Let's eat some fruit.
If I eat fruit in such a world, will I be guilty of the same crime as cannibalism?
Future
Is this place… Beijing? But it doesn't look the same as I thought. It feels like there are many more tall buildings, and half of the city is actually covered by a huge black sky. Besides, there should be no light rail in Beijing, right?
So is this an anomalous location, or the future? Or, has Beijing actually become like this?
Ocean of numbers
All around me are letters floating, most of which I don't recognize, and a few of them look like Arabic or Roman numerals. Maybe they're just the same symbols, but with different meanings. Looking around, there seems to be no track. It could be something like an electronic train or a virtual train.
Instead of thinking about questions like "Am I real?", it’s better to look at the scenery. Anyway, there's nothing more I can do.In the Foundation, we are mainly responsible for all kinds of manual labor. Most of the confidential information, we, or many ordinary researchers, have no way to know.
What's more, the Foundation has many ordinary employees. Chefs, cleaners and the like. The employees of the front may not even know what the Foundation is.
I’ve rarely looked at the Foundation from this point of view before. It looks like a giant gear, but most of the people on the gear don't actually know what they're doing, and just push the gear forward silently.
Maybe I should try to analyze it too, shouldn’t I?Forget it, I've tried it many times, but I can't really figure out anything.
Boot Camp
The landscape outside looks like a military camp. Which secret railway route I’m passing? I don’t know, I’m just passing it. The "individuals" outside look like people and dress like people, so let’s take this place as a normal world for the time being. This train has a high probability of transporting materials rather than people.After accepting the reality, I’m unexpected relieved. Class D personnel aside, what happened to the agents who got on the carriage before? Did they choose suicide, or did they get off the train at some unknown and anomalous location?
I still have a sense of accomplishment when I think about the Foundation's loyalty test so far. But in the final analysis, everyone is still a human being, and it’s easily fall into extreme emotions without communication.
Didn't they leave any notes at that time? Or was there no notebooks at that time, and it happened to be updated by the time I came? Or did the notes disappear as they left? Or maybe they are scattered in some unknown places as well?I've asked countless questions that I can't answer by myself so far…
Synesthesia
This must be an anomalous world. Although I’m just watching, I seem to hear some kind of music. Some bright notes with a certain sweetness.
But after that, it’s endless loneliness again.
Illustration on this page.
Signboard
A world full of signboards, all arrows pointing in the direction the train is heading. There are endless arrows front, back, left and right.
For me, it's the endless “next station”.
Darkness
It’s dark and quiet. But not totally dark. There’s a faint yellow light source in the distance, but after moving forward for a while, there’s absolutely no intention of getting close to that light source.
Is my end also as distant as that light source?It doesn't seem so. I’m getting close, the train is travelling in white and yellow.
Darkness
Another completely dark area. Nothing worth writing about.
If I were blind, would I spend all these years in the dark? Hearing the friction between the wheels and the track every day… Although some places have vehicles without wheels, some places have no tracks, some places have neither, and some places don't even have physical trains.
But if I were blind, I wouldn't even be in the Foundation.
Graveyard
The train is moving slowly, all around me are neatly arranged white tombstones.
The text on tombstones doesn't appear to be existing text… Will there also be tombstones in anomalous location?
At the end of the day, a tombstone is also a kind of monument that is ultimately used to "remember" someone.
Will someone remember me? Will I remember someone else?
Possibly, this carriage is my tombstone.
Darkness
When I woke up, there’s endless darkness in front of my eyes again.
But I have a hunch.
Maybe I’m so bored that I even take the train's brakes as a sign of change.
CN-1991
The train goes round and round, always repeating somewhere.
Passing by here again means I have to say goodbye to some notes again. Possibly including this one just finished.
Whether you can help others or not, whether you can contain anomalies or not, whether you can protect humans or not, you will always be who you are. So see you around.
According to the notes, Agt.Orange is known to be actively looking for a way to handover and has no intention of leaving SCP-CN-797. MTF-GengWu-66 "Six-pointed star" will continue to search for other notebooks inside SCP-CN-1991-2; at the same time, Foundation researchers are looking for the fastest and most stealthy way to complete the handover with Agt.Orange. The current tentative handover method is to dispatch agents to make the gestures used during agent training to incoming vehicles in subway stations with less traffic in China, which can be interpreted as "large-scale performance art".