SCP-051 - Japanese Obstetrical Model
Object Class: Safe
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In the dimly lit containment wing of Site-19, Dr. Lin and Agent Carter stand before a sealed glass case containing SCP-051. The small ivory doll is quietly resting on a velvet cushion inside, its delicate features frozen in silent observation.
Dr. Lin: (studying the containment readouts) This thing's been here for decades, yet every attempt to analyze it directly has failed. No damage, no deterioration, nothing.
Agent Carter: (frowning) And yet, every time someone interacts with it, shit hits the fan. I've heard stories about secretaries losing their minds, or worse.
Dr. Lin: (nodding) Yeah, the superstition around it is… well, legendary. The staff calls it the "Cursed Doll," but science says it's just a carved artifact. Still, the incidents keep piling up.
Agent Carter: (leaning closer) Do you think it's just superstition? Or is there something more to it? I mean, it's got that inscription: "To The Cleverest."
Dr. Lin: (shrugs) Maybe it's a warning. Or perhaps a trap. Whatever it is, it's not something we want to mess with.
Suddenly, the lights flicker. A faint, almost imperceptible hum starts emanating from the case. Both scientists freeze.
Dr. Lin: (alarmed) Did you hear that?
Agent Carter: (eyes narrowing) Yeah. That… that's not normal.
The doll's tiny hand twitches, then it slowly turns its head, as if observing them.
Dr. Lin: (voice trembling) Is it… alive?
Agent Carter: (drawing his sidearm) Stay back! Don't touch it!
The hum intensifies. The doll's eyes seem to glow faintly, and a whispering voice echoes in the room—soft, yet unnervingly clear.
Voice: (whispering) The cleverest… shall be tested.
Dr. Lin: (stumbling back) What the hell? Did you hear that?
Agent Carter: (aiming at the doll) Identify yourself! What are you?
The doll's mouth opens slightly, and a faint, eerie voice continues.
Voice: The guardian of secrets. The keeper of knowledge. The one who knows… what no one else dares to ask.
Dr. Lin: (terrified) Is this… some kind of AI? Or some ancient curse?
Agent Carter: (voice steady) We need to contain this before it does something worse. Stand back.
He activates a remote lockdown. The glass case seals tighter, but the hum persists. The doll's eyes flicker, then suddenly, it begins to levitate slowly, defying physics.
Voice: The cleverest… will understand. The ones who seek truth, no matter the cost.
Dr. Lin: (voice trembling) What does it want? What are you trying to tell us?
Voice: To unlock the secrets of the universe, you must first understand the darkness within. Knowledge is power, but also… peril.
The doll's figure shimmers, then falls silent. The hum ceases. The room falls into an uneasy quiet.
Agent Carter: (lowering his weapon) We need to document this. Whatever it is, it's more than just carved ivory.
Dr. Lin: (nervously) And I think we should keep it sealed. Whatever it's guarding—whatever knowledge it holds—it's not ours to take.
Agent Carter: Agreed. But I'll tell you one thing—this thing's more alive than it looks.
Outside, the quiet hum of the artifact continues to echo faintly, as if whispering secrets only the most daring—or foolish—would seek to understand.
End.