(A/N I'm not sure how many of you will be familiar with the SCP Foundation and the stories that come under it. It took me a while to come up with and is not polished, obviously! It would be great if any of you who are familiar with SCPs to give me some advice :-))
Item # : SCP-5001
Object class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures:
SCP-5001 poses no direct threat to anyone in its immediate vicinity unless it is handled without any protection and makes contact with the skin. Because of this, SCP-5001 is contained in a simple steel box with dimensions of 0.15m x 0.23m x 0.088 mm with a lock and padlock on the right hand side. To open the padlock, it has been found that any key can fit in the lock, despite the hole clearly being too small before the key is inserted. This box is the one in which it was found. Though it does not cause any direct harm to whomever it may come into contact with, it is required that at least one (1) Level 4 personnel should approve the removal or usage of SCP-5001. It is recommended that SCP-5001 never be used again for the extent of its full effects are still unknown.
SCP-5001 is a 0.45359237kg block of soap which is a rectangular shape and cream in colour. SCP-5001 is 0.825m long x 0.5461m wide x 0.28cm thick. The weight of the object does not decrease with use, and no matter what is done to the object it will always remain the same shape and weight. It will not melt or freeze under any temperature. The object will keep whomever touches it at the age and appearance they were when they first came into contact with it, providing they keep using it. It does not seem to hinder their emotional or mental age, only their outwards appearance and bodily organs.
The names and places of those involved in the history of SCP-5001 have either been redacted or expunged in order to ensure the safety of such people.
SCP-5001 dates back to 1940 during the Blitz in London. Though the exact date of its arrive in London is unknown, it was found in the wreckage of a house on Boswell Street by a young mother named [DATA EXPUNGED] who was scavenging for remains with her two children, 3-year-old [DATA REDACTED] and 6-year-old [DATA EXPUNGED]. The mother was subsequently forced to evacuate her two children to the English countryside in a southern region of the country known as [DATA REDACTED] and she packed the object among other toiletries in the box it still remains in today and gave it to the 6-year-old whom used it to wash herself twice a week over the course of the time she lived with the [DATA EXPUNGED] family in the countryside.
The mother died of an unknown illness during the time her children were evacuated in [DATA REDACTED] and the children continued to live with the family who took them in. Twenty years later in 1960, the mother's sister, [DATA REDACTED] tracked down the children with the help of The Salvation Army and documented her visit to their house in her journal which she later handed over to SCP Agent [DATA REDACTED]. The data entry that concerns SCP-5001 was written on Saturday 23rd January, 1960:
"After a week of travelling down from Scotland, I arrived at the [DATA REDACTED] household in a state of extreme fatigue, and an excruciating headache. The house was like [DATA EXPUNGED] had described to me in her letters; a simple redbrick cottage covered from head to toe with ivy and climbing roses. The thatched roof was in a state of disrepair, and the knocker on the front door was missing. I knocked twice in a quick succession, and was quickly welcomed into the house by an elderly woman, whom I assumed was Mrs. [DATA REDACTED]. She beckoned me into the kitchen where I immediately recognised the younger of my nieces, who is now a beautiful 23 year old young woman. Beside her was a child – a little girl dressed in a frilly white dress not unlike one I had bought for my sister to give to my nieces when they grew up. It was when I studied it closer that I realised it was the exact dress I had bought. I asked [DATA REDACTED] whether this was her child or my other niece's child, which was when the girls exchanged a look and started to giggle. [DATA REDACTED] said to me: “Auntie, this is [DATA EXPUNGED]” Of course, I did not believe what she was saying at first, and fumbled in my handbag to remove the only image of my nieces I had ever been sent by my sister, snapped on a Purma camera our father had gifted to her. I held it up to the young girl and gasped audibly when I studied the extreme likeness of the girl in the photograph and the girl sat at the table before me. No, it wasn't even an extreme likeness- they were exactly alike. It was the same girl.
After a brief moment to compose myself after the shock, I of course asked how she was still a 6-year-old girl. [DATA EXPUNGED] then explained to me about the soap her mother had given her. She showed it to me – a rectangular bar of soap that looked like any other bar of soap. She told me it had remained the same size since 1940 when her mother found it, and that using it kept you young. I didn't know what to think of it and still do not, but that girl was definitely my niece. She talked and behaved like you would expect a 26-year-old woman to talk and behave, but dressed and looked like a 6-year-old-girl. I didn't think to ask why she had not let her sister also use this strange bar of soap. I didn't care to touch it – frankly, the whole situation scared me. I left after a polite cup of tea and slice of cake. I reported it to the police – I don't know why, I don't know what I thought they could do, but I just had an extremely uneasy feeling about the whole thing."
On Monday 23th January 1960, local police officers (Known as PO1 and PO2) arrived at the house under the guise of a welfare call. The aunt of the girls had reported a 6-year-old girl living at the house who was not being cared for correctly. It is assumed she reported this because she did not know what else to say. No one was home, so the officers forced their way into the home and searched every room until PO1 came across the steel box in which SCP-5001 was contained in. He opened it with a key found nearby and handled the soap with his bare hands. What happened next has not been confirmed, but here is a transcript of what PO2, who did not touch the object said to SCP Agent [DATA REDACTED]:
SCP Agent: What happened after PO1 handled the object found in this steel box?
PO2: There was this noise, from the room next to the bathroom in which we found the box. A loud 'thud' onto the floorboards. I ran to the room – it was a bedroom – and a large wooden wardrobe that was stood across the room had both doors open. We'd previously looked around the room but not as extensively as we should have, but the doors had been shut when we looked. I could see someone lying on the floor, as though they had just fallen out of the wardrobe – as though they'd been hiding in it. To begin with, I thought it was a child – it must have been a child. A little girl. But when I got closer she began to change... (PO2 trails off, visibly nervous and on edge)
SCP Agent: Began to change how?
PO2: She... she began to grow. No, age. She was laying on her back, looking up at me, her face changing right there in front of my own eyes. Her limbs were growing too, she was changing from a little girl into an older child, and then an – no, her bones were growing to look – she looked – her skin wasn't growing with her, not fast enough at least.. Oh God, her bones started to protrude from the skin, started to... (PO2 trails off again, his head in his hands)
SCP Agent: PO2?
PO2: Sorry, it was just so, so... disgusting. Her skeleton was continuing to grow or age, and.. and her skin stayed the same size. Blood and muscle and organs were showing through the sk- skin as it split. I don't even know how to describe it. Oh God, Oh God, (PO2 begins to sob into his hands)
SCP Agent [DATA REDEACTED] later saw the crime scene photographs, and described the image as “The skeleton of an adult woman surrounded by the internal organ systems and muscles of a child, in a pool of blood.”
SCP-5001 was taken into the custody of the SCP Foundation along with PO1, who had touched the object. After further analysis of the situation, it was determined that it would keep whoever had last used it the age they were when they first used it, but if someone else was to use it, the original person would be quickly aged to how old they should be. The skeleton would age much faster than the rest of the body, leaving the person to die in agony as their skin was forced from their body by their bones.
It is unknown how many people have previously used the soap, but PO1 was the last person to touch it before SCP-5001 was secured and contained. He was kept under observation in SCP Facility [DATA REDACTED] until he was deemed to be under no threat or harm, and was allowed to leave. He did not seem to experience any effects that were visible, but it is assumed this is because he only touched the object once. He died in 2005 of the same illness the mother of [DATA EXPUNGED] did back in the 1940's. It is currently unknown if this illness is a consequence of coming into contact with SCP-5001, or simply a coincidence.
The younger sister and adoptive parents of [DATA EXPUNGED] were found safe and unharmed hiding in the attic of the house. They were later relocated to another undisclosed location and given new identities, and PO1 and PO2 were relieved of their duties as Police Officers.
After further research by SCP Agent [DATA REDACTED] a letter from a German pilot to his girlfriend during the second world war was found, which details a gift which was given to him and four other German pilots during their time as pilots. The gift came in a red steel box described exactly like the one SCP-5001 was found and remains in, but didn't just contain an object which either is or is a copy of SCP-5001. It also contained a glass perfume bottle which seemingly never ran out despite how much it was used, and a pack of shaving razors that never became blunt. The German pilot, who died shortly after sending the letter, said the gift was given to him by the general, who received the five steel boxes in the mail with instructions on who to give them to and what they were. There is no record of such parcels ever having been sent to this general, but many records were destroyed during the war. An excerpt of the letter is included below, translated from German to English by SCP Agent [DATA REDACTED]:
“During my time at the airbase in [DATA REDACTED] I used the items included in the box several times. What I found to be most amazing was the razor blades. I shaved any place on my body where I had an injury, as instructed, and the injury disappeared as though I had shaved it off like hair. There was no scar! No blood! It just went.”
There is no mention as to what the 'perfume' does, but the SCP Foundation are currently undergoing an operation to try and recover any more of the items included in these 'gift' boxes. It is unknown how many items were included or where they originated from.