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Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: All new openings of franchised restaurants under the name Denny's, or discoveries of previously unrecorded restaurants under that name, are to be investigated by local agents wearing nasal filters to determine if they are an instance of SCP-XXXX.

If an instance of SCP-XXXX is confirmed, MTF Theta-4 ("Gardeners") is to secure the instance and amnesticize all employees. The instance and any extant Denny's food items within the area that can be located are then to be destroyed by herbicide and/or incineration.

A single instance of SCP-XXXX is kept under controlled conditions at Site-103 for monitoring and testing purposes. No unemployed person should be permitted to view this instance.

No food items produced by any SCP-XXXX instance are to be consumed or removed from their instance, except where approved by the Containment Lead (currently TODO) for purposes of research.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a flowering plant that reproduces using anthropochory.1 SCP-XXXX instances grow from seeds that can only germinate by passing through the human digestive system and take root in paved areas. The plant conists of a root system and a single, large flower: the root system will agressively invade water and sewage pipes beneath the paved area, while the flower of an SCP-XXXX instance has the appearance of a restaurant franchised under the brand Denny's, a diner chain primarily spread across the United States.

The structure, appliances, decor and signage of the flower all conform to the outward appearance and broad material properties of their equivalents in a non-anomalous Denny's restaurant; however, microscopy confirms they are composed entirely of plant cells and proteins, mostly resembling those of leaves and petals. A close external examination will also reveal small deviations from the appearance of a typical Denny's (see Addendum XXXX.1).

Reproduction of SCP-XXXX is accomplished by means of seed-bearing fruits. The fruits have the appearance and taste of food items from the Denny's menu, even if those items would ordinarily have meat or liquid components2. Dissection and microscopy of these items have revealed that they are, despite their appearance and taste, composed entirely of plant cells. All SCP-XXXX fruits bear a variable number of black, spherical seeds ~2mm in diameter.

When a human consumes an SCP-XXXX food-item, the fruit is digested normally and the seeds pass through the human's digestive and gastrointestinal system. This process weakens the seed coats sufficiently for germination to occur. If the human consumer then defecates in a suitably-sized paved area3, a new SCP-XXXX instance will grow from the seed, achieving full development within six hours. Once the flower has opened it will remain open for the lifetime of the instance, except where local laws prohibit the operation of restaurants at particular times. If this occurs, the flower will close up into a large, oblate spheroidal bud for the period specified by law.

A mind-affecting inhalant4 is exuded from the SCP-XXXX flower. The compound when inhaled nasally subtly alters perceptions such that unusual occurrences and phenomena are viewed as mundane and uninteresting, so long as they are happening within or near to a Denny's restaurant.

The employees of an SCP-XXXX instance are drawn from the unemployed population of the surrounding area. Unemployed persons who view the signage of an SCP-XXXX instance are able to perceive a pattern only otherwise discernible on the ultraviolet spectrum. This pattern has a moderate hypnotic effect that causes viewing individuals to believe they have been hired and trained to work at the SCP-XXXX instance. Once operating under this hypnotic suggestion, the affected persons will work at the instance as if it were a non-anomalous diner; however, prolonged exposure to the inhalant appears to lead to behavioural alterations in the employees (see Addendum XXXX.1).

Addendum XXXX.1: Exploration of Active Instance

Exploration Video Log Transcript
Date: 05/05/2018
Exploration Team Members: Agents Annalise Jackson and Camila Hernandez
Subject: SCP-XXXX instance located in Grand Forks, North Dakota, US

Notes: Initial data gathering had determined this instance to be one of the earliest manifesting, having been active for sixteen months prior to discovery. Agents were equipped with concealed body cameras and microphones, and nasal filters to counteract the inhalant. Mission objectives were to pose as undercover health inspectors, surveil premises thoroughly including kitchen and staff areas, and monitor staff behaviour after prolonged exposure.

Log has been edited for clarity and brevity.

[BEGIN LOG]

Hernandez: Okay, time is 2 am, couple patrons just left, should be as empty as we can hope for in there. Entering now.

Agents push open the door of the restaurant. Hernandez's camera reveals a single, disheveled patron within, sat hunched over a table against the far wall. A member of the wait staff is sweeping the floor and looks up as the agents enter. The main restaurant area is otherwise deserted.

Waitress: Welcome to Denny's! Take a seat and I'll be right with you.

Agents take opposite seats at a table in one corner.

Jackson: Seems normal enough so far.

Hernandez: Not if you look close. Like, see here? (She points to where their table abuts the wall) There should be a join, or a little gap. This just flows straight from wall to table. You can't get prefab furniture that way.

Jackson: (Taps the table) Sounds like.. wood. Probably oughta be plastic or something.

Hernandez: It probably is wood. It's just all one organic piece, the whole place.

Jackson: Never seen a plant with lights. (She gestures at what appears to be fluorescent strip lighting.)

Hernandez: Got me there. We'll let the white coats figure that out.5

Jackson: What about the plumbing? Do the toilets work here?

Hernandez: Well, I guess that we can check. Wait here.

Hernandez leaves for the bathroom. While she is absent, the waitress approaches Agent Jackson.

Waitress: You ready to order, honey?

Jackson: Uh, sure. Let me get a Meat Lover's Skillet. And a coffee, black. My friend will have pancakes.

Waitress: You want syrup on those pancakes?

The waitress's face and body visibly and rapidly spasm as she says the word "syrup." She does not react to or comment on this, and returns to normal immediately afterwards.

Jackson: Uh… Yeah.

Waitress: That'll be all? Or anything else I can getcha?

Jackson: No, that's fine.

Waitress: (brightly) Well, alrighty then. You change your mind, just give me a buzz.

Hernandez returns from the restroom as the waitress heads to the kitchen area.

Hernandez: Bathroom checks out. I mean, it's all still wrong but the faucets run, toilets flush. Heck if I know how they get the water up, or where it goes if you…

Jackson: Yeah, got it. We need to check out the staff. Something definitely up with our waitress. She had some kind of spasm..

Hernandez: Yeah? Alright. We waiting for the food first?

Jackson: Not like we're going to eat it. Plus I want to see what they actually do back there in the kitchen.

Agents wait for the waitress to be distracted by attempting to rouse the disheveled patron, and swiftly move to enter the kitchen area.

Kitchen is devoid of any rear-of-house staff. Structure with the approximate appearance of a cooking range is visible, as well as door to agent's left labelled "Staff Break Room". No ingredient stores, utensils or other cookware are in evidence.

Jackson: Huh. Think there'd at least be a cook here… he on break? (She leans down to examine the door of an oven.) Shit… Hey, Hernandez? You ever wanted to see what a coffee cup looks like half grown?

Hernandez: What?

Jackson opens the oven door. Within, a meal is growing: the components of Agent Jackson's order discernible as partly-formed vegetable matter, with vegetable tissues rapidly growing, bending and differentiating to form the disparate elements.

Hernandez: Cool tech. Who even needs a chef?

The waitress enters the kitchen area. Her spasms have intensified, to the point that her image on the camera feed exhibits motion blur.

Waitress: Hey, you can't be back here!

Jackson: (revealing prepared ID) Relax, ma'am. Suprise health inspection. Your manager here? Any way I can contact them?

Waitress: I… I don't know a manager. (The waitress begins to pace in a figure-eight pattern, waggling her hips as she walks toward the breakroom door, then returning.) I don't think I ever met one…

Hernandez: Uh huh. And who's back here?

Waitress: Nothing! No-one! It's locked.

Jackson: Then we'll be forced to break it down.

Waitress: No! (She jabs a finger into Jackson's neck.)

Jackson: Ow! That stings. (Clutching at her neck) Ma'am, that's assault. Please step back or I'll be forced to restrain you. Go, Hernandez.

Hernandez kicks open the door to the break room.

The breakroom is a small space, visibly more organic in appearance than the rest of the restaurant. The walls, floor and ceiling curve and narrow towards the back of the room, terminating in a small well raised above the floor, containing a clear liquid. No other furnishing is visible. Within, a male staff member is lying on his back. A belt is pulled tight around the right arm, and a hypodermic syringe has been inserted into a vein just below. A siphon tube is immersed in the liquid.

Hernandez: Ugh. Oh, man.

Jackson: What? Let me see. (To waitress) Stay back, ma'am. Jackson turns to the open door. Oh, shit. Better get a medic in here…

Waitress: (sobbing, speech distorted) No! Mine! (She runs past the agents, pushing into the breakroom, and throws herself face-first into the well. Her body continues to spasm. After a few seconds she rolls back out and lays on the floor twitching, next to her colleague.)

Both agents exchange glances.

Jackson: So… Medic first, then secure the site, we take a sample, and let the white coats figure it out?

Hernandez: You're learning, kid.

[END LOG]

Closing statement: analysis of samples from syringe and breakroom well identified fluid substance as primarily a mixture of glucose and water, in proportions similar to that of the nectar of flowering plants. Staff and patron were detained, given medical treatment and then amnesticized. Agent Jackson treated for a mild abrasion on neck; the wound was found to contain traces of mellitin.6


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