Beyond The Frozen Pines
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CLASSIFIED
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Item #: SCP-XXXX
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SCP-XXXX's interior as seen by a remote exploration drone, captured shortly before system failure.

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-XXXX is to be cordoned off from the rest of Beringia National Park under the guise of being an endangered species reservation. As of 12/13/22, no personnel are permitted to enter SCP-XXXX, even for testing purposes. Humans found exiting SCP-XXXX are to be detained and debriefed.

Description: SCP-XXXX denotes a large forested area of Beringia National Park in Chukotka, Russia possessing internally inconsistent spatial and temporal dimensions. SCP-XXXX externally appears to be composed mostly of coniferous trees consistently covered in snow, regardless of recent weather patterns. No wildlife has been seen entering or exiting SCP-XXXX to date; similarly, no animals have been observed within the space either.

The sole exception to SCP-XXXX's spacial inconsistencies is the presence of a large steep rock formation that has been observed to manifest within SCP-XXXX in nearly every exploration attempt to date. While exact measurements have not been taken, its size is estimated to be ~1000 meters in height.

SCP-XXXX’s anomalous dimensions become apparent when passing its treeline and breaking direct line of sight with any area outside of SCP-XXXX; at this point, SCP-XXXX’s inconsistent spatial dimensions manifest and directly exiting SCP-XXXX becomes effectively impossible. Physical connections such as tethers will break once line of sight has been lost.

Once a subject is has entered SCP-XXXX, the sky will appear to darken to a midnight-like state and stars will become visible1. The temperature will drop to and remain at approximately -20°C, and a wind of variable strength and direction will begin to blow. Roughly fifteen minutes after this point, all external communication techniques, global positioning systems, and even compasses will begin to fail. Little is known of what occurs after this point, as no remote exploration devices or personnel have yet returned after having entered SCP-XXXX.

Discovery: SCP-XXXX was initially discovered by GRU Division "P" in 1959 following a string of of disappearances among personnel managing an unrelated anomaly nearby. After a brief investigation of the area and further loss of personnel and equipment, GRU-P classified the space as anomalous and enacted basic containment procedures.

Following the dissolution of the Soviet Union in 1991 and the shut down of GRU-P as a whole, the SCP Foundation took over management of SCP-XXXX.

Incident XXXX.1: On 11/10/2022, during a routine containment fence checkup, an elderly woman was seen exiting SCP-XXXX, followed shortly after by an elderly man. The two ran towards each other and embraced and kissed each other while crying and speaking in Russian. Before they could be detained for questioning, the two fell to the ground and became unresponsive, and were declared dead shortly after. An autopsy later revealed their causes of death to have been old age. At the time of his death, the male was carrying a small journal appearing to detail his experience within SCP-XXXX; nothing of note was found with the woman. A transcript of its contents is available below, translated from its original Russian.

None of this is making sense.
One minute, Polina and I are running through the woods, chasing each other, laughing. I stop to catch my breath as she runs between some pines and I can hear her yell “Come on, Iev!” I look up and see her smile pass behind a wall of pine trees as she giggles.
I stand and run up to the trees and slip between two pines, expecting her to be right there. But she wasn’t.
All of a sudden it gets really dark, dark enough that I can see the stars, but they’re not any stars I’ve ever seen. The constellations are all wrong, and there’s another galaxy2 up there too.
I start looking for Polina, thinking she’s just playing with me. After a while I still haven’t found her, and I start calling out her name over and over again.
No response.
I turn around and go to head back to the edge of the forest, but the terrain behind me is somehow different from before: new rocks, taller and shorter trees in different places, and no end to the pines in sight. I run in that direction for several minutes but still nothing, as though the edge of the woods itself has disappeared.

It almost feels like it’s getting darker and colder by the minute, but I’m going to find Polina. I just have to be patient.

I went to sleep at some point last night, though it’s still dark out so I have no idea how much time has passed. I woke up in a small nook in a cliffside, still with Polina nowhere in sight. I don’t remember how I got here either, all I can recall is shouting her name out there until my throat was raw.

I might not know how long I’ve been here, but I should be hungry or thirsty at this point, yet I feel nothing. Not that there’s anything I could actually eat here, by the looks of things. I haven’t seen so much as a chipmunk around, and I’ll probably just freeze if I try to drink the snow.

It’s so damn cold, too, I shouldn’t even still be alive at this rate. And the wind… it’s always there, always blowing, not always the same direction or speed, but it’s always there, whistling invisibly along.

Something about this place is simply… broken. Maybe I’ll find out more about this place while I’m looking for Polina. She’s here somewhere, right? I couldn’t find the way out so I doubt she has either.
I must admit, it’s almost cozy in this little nook, slightly warmer than outside, and I even can somehow see what I’m writing. But I must go. She’s out there.
I might as well try to sleep while I’m here.

The stars are really pretty.

//I tried starting a fire today. Well, “tonight,” I suppose. I found a good stick, took a strip of cloth, and set to work on some dry wood.

I sat there for what must have been hours, just swiveling the bow back and forth before the tiniest little spark appeared. I did my best to shelter it from the winds, but it went out almost immediately.

I kept at it for another few hours before gi

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