Smell Screamer

Sign posted on the barrier around SCP-XXXX.

Item #: SCP-XXXX

Object Class: Safe Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: A barrier has been constructed around SCP-XXXX. No individuals are permitted to enter SCP-XXXX.

Description: SCP-XXXX is a roughly circular area on the outskirts of La Rue Macabre, approximately 8 meters in diameter. While scans have indicated no particularly unusual substances or pollutants in the air, any human entering SCP-XXXX reports a highly pungent odor, which varies from person to person. However, the scent is always one which the subject associates strongly with a previous memory, experience, or individual.

Addendum XXXX.1: Following the containment of SCP-XXXX, an interview was conducted between Lead Researcher Barnes and La Rue Elder Papa Legba.


Barnes: Thank you for meeting with us again, Legba.

Legba: No sweat, podna. Now, what can I do for ya?

Barnes: We've already discussed SCP-XXXX with you, that phenomenon with the smell.

Legba: Ah, the Big Stink!

Barnes: Pardon?

Legba: That's what Nancy calls it, anyhow. Y'know, he says that one day, this giant's wanderin' through the swamp, finishin' off his meal, an' then lets rip a big one!

Barnes: …That's where it comes from?

Legba: HA! Nah, but he likes to tell that story. Figure I'd give it to ya, since he's not here to tell it. But in all seriousness, we can't tell ya much.

Barnes: Anything you can give us?

Legba: It kinda just showed up one day. We found it when Cotton-Eye Joe went through it and started screamin' about his brother, poor feller. Anyhow, we all thought maybe Joe was just smellin' weird stuff, so we all just kinda kept goin' with our day.

Barnes: When did you find out it was anomalous?

Legba: I mean, I guess we always knew it was kinda weird, it always just smelled there and nobody liked it. It just wouldn't go away. And that was about it, 'till a little while later.

Barnes: What happened?

Legba: Well, this one day we're all just bein' our normal selves, and suddenly people just randomly started smellin' the Big Stink. It was crazy, a whole hour of just zoomin' around, bein' crazy. And then it went back and nothin' else happened. We all just keep away from it, hope it doesn't go nuts again. And yeah, that's about all.

Barnes: I see. Anything else you can tell us?

Legba: Again, ain't much I can tell. We don't really keep around it.

Barnes: I'll see about running some tests then. With your guys' permission, of course.

Legba: Fine by me. Won't lie and say that that I ain't curious myself.


Investigation into the supposed phenomenon is ongoing. No method of activating it has been found, and the phenomenon itself has not been observed. See Addendum XXXX.2.

Testing Log: Multiple personnel and volunteers from the town were sent into SCP-XXXX, one at a time, and were told to report the smell they perceived1.

Subject Report
Lucy Devens Subject smelled alcohol and sawdust, which she reported was identical to that of her father when she was a child. Notably, Devens was placed into foster care at the age of 12, after her father was arrested for domestic abuse.
Chuck Lo Subject smelled oranges and chocolate, which he claimed was identical to that of his former boss. Allegedly, Lo had murdered his boss because, in his words, "she made me feel like me being there was like bringing Satan to Earth."
Dr. Piotr Kuzkin Subject detected a strong scent of Russian vodka. He claimed to have no recollection of the smell, but that it filled him with an intense sense of fear and hatred. Dr. Kuzkin had only been to Russia once, as a temporary researcher assigned to SCP-████, and was amnesticized after his assignment was completed, per protocol.

Addendum XXXX.2: Four different researchers entered SCP-XXXX to test its effect upon multiple individuals at once, when they collapsed to the ground and began sobbing. After a few minutes, the researchers began attempting to run out of SCP-XXXX, but expired from unknown causes shortly before they could escape.

SCP-XXXX proceeded to move into La Rue, causing multiple individuals to suffer from its normal effects. After several minutes of wandering erratically, SCP-XXXX returned to its original location.

Various individuals claimed that they could see or hear something during the incident, although no unusual entity was present. Furthermore, the following blank text file was edited into SCP-XXXX's database:

Why can't you leave me be?

Torment me, taunt me with your senses.

No memory of yours can convey how much I hate the pain you bring.

Please. I beg of you.

Just stop hurting me.

SCP-XXXX's containment procedures were revised, and its object class updated to Euclid.

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