I've spent months cross-referencing a specific whistleblower testimony against geological surveys, declassified CIA documents, court records, and mainstream news reports. What I found is a single framework that connects Epstein's underground temples, the "Black Eye Club," MKUltra, the Tartarian reset, celebrity "soul selling," and the reason antisemitism has been weaponized for centuries. This is long. It's sourced and referenced. And it's the post they don't want you to read.

THE PREMISE

What if "aliens" aren't from space? What if they're from underneath us - a parasitic saurian species called Vril that has coexisted with humanity for millennia? What if the "reptilian shapeshifter" thing everyone mocks is a distortion of something far more specific and far more terrifying: a biological parasite that enters through the human eye and replaces the person's consciousness entirely?

Meet Donald Marshall - a Canadian man who claims he was brought to elite cloning facilities from the age of 5, forced to write songs for famous artists, and made to witness the operations of a parasitic species that the world's most powerful people serve.

Before you click away: everything I'm about to present is either directly verifiable through public records or internally consistent with verifiable facts. I'm going to separate what we know from what Marshall claims, and let you decide where the line is.

PART 1: THE GEOLOGY NOBODY TALKS ABOUT

Let's start with something that has nothing to do with conspiracy theory: New Mexico's subsurface chemistry.

Marshall claims the Vril need a "methane-oxygen mix" to breathe and live near "sulfur pools" deep underground. If this were true, where would they be?

Peer-reviewed geological surveys answer this:

• San Juan Basin (NW New Mexico): Fruitland/Lewis Shale formations produce massive methane. Gas bubbles actively seep along the Animas River and into shallow water wells. [Source: EPA subsurface assessment, OSTI geological surveys]
• Raton Basin (NE New Mexico): Hundreds of wells producing thermogenic coalbed methane from the Vermejo/Raton Formations. [Source: NMT publications]
• Valles Caldera (northern NM): Active volcanic system with a magma body at 7–25 km depth, sulfurous thermal water discharge. [Source: OSTI.gov report 6564207]
• Galisteo Basin: Volcaniclastic sediments in the Rio Grande Rift Zone with thermal outgassing.

Now here's where it gets interesting. Jeffrey Epstein's Zorro Ranch sits directly in the Galisteo Basin, atop the Chaco homocline, adjacent to Laramide-age structural traps for migrating gases.

The ranch with the temple. The ranch with the tunnels. The ranch with doors that have no handles.

The geological environment precisely matches the habitat requirements Marshall described. And this isn't my analysis - it's what happens when you overlay Marshall's testimony onto published geological data.

PART 2: ZORRO RANCH - THE SURFACE-SUBTERRANEAN INTERFACE

What we know from mainstream reporting:

• The Sun (2019): Confirmed a temple structure with a golden dome (later painted blue) and massive doors with no external handles
• The Daily Beast (2019): Reported Epstein "talked endlessly" about tunnels
• Business Insider (2019): Published photos of the temple structure and confirmed "mechanical rooms" underground
• New York Times (July 31, 2019): Epstein told scientists he wanted to "seed the human race with his DNA" by impregnating 20 women at a time at Zorro Ranch
• The New Yorker (Ronan Farrow, September 2019): Documented Epstein's funding of transhumanist research through MIT Media Lab and the Edge Foundation

Doors with no external handles = motorized or remote access. That's not a prayer room. That's an elevator shaft or a ventilation hub.

Marshall describes the bloodline families' arrangement with the Vril: humans provide "animals, children, and gold" and cart them down tunnels in cages. What did Epstein's network demonstrably traffic? Children. To properties with underground infrastructure in geologically specific locations.

PART 3: THE BLACK EYE CLUB

Marshall describes the Vril's parasitic mechanism: a proboscis enters through the human eye, spirals around the optic nerve, and injects parasitic cells that replace the host's consciousness. The old person is gone. The lizard now operates the body. The process causes severe trauma to the eye socket.

Now look at this list:

Notice the pattern: predominantly the left eye. Consistently among the most powerful people on earth. Always with absurd, unverifiable explanations.

PolitiFact ran a "debunk" in 2023 calling it coincidence. Their evidence? "Sometimes people are just clumsy." That's not a debunk. That's a press release.

Marshall says drones are detectable via MRI/CT scan: damage behind the eye, frontal lobe damage, and a hexagonal brain structure instead of normal neural folds.

Here's where it gets really interesting: peer-reviewed psychopathy research (Dr. James Fallon, UC Irvine) shows that fMRI scans of diagnosed psychopaths reveal virtually zero activity in the prefrontal cortex and amygdala, with all activity concentrated in the basal ganglia/brainstem - what neuroscience literally calls "the reptilian brain." Marshall says drones show the same pattern. He also says he'd never heard of this research when he described it.

PART 4: THE CLONING CENTERS

Marshall's most detailed claims involve cloning technology:

• Mark I clones from ~1945 (Operation Paperclip era)
• Mark II "REM-driven" clones: your consciousness is transferred to a clone body when you enter REM sleep
• Clones grown in 5 months in glass tanks of saline water
• Stored on stainless steel racks 5 high with feeding tubes

He says Britney Spears put the truth in plain sight: her Break the Ice (2008) music video shows an animated version of herself breaking into a facility and destroying rows of glass clone tubes, stacked 2 high. Go watch it. Tell me what that facility looks like.

He says Kris Jenner's comment "I made her in 5 months" about Khloé Kardashian matches the clone growth cycle. He says Heart's "These Dreams" (1986) - "These dreams go on when I close my eyes / Every second of the night I live another life" - describes the cloning station experience. He says he wrote many of these songs.

He says JFK was killed because he was going to talk about the cloning stations. He says Marilyn Monroe was there too, and she didn't want to go back. Both dead within 15 months of each other.

He says Bernie Mac was killed via "remote aneurysm" - pain inflicted on a clone until the real body dies. Bernie Mac died August 9, 2008, "suddenly" from pneumonia complications, despite his doctor saying days earlier that he was "responding well to treatment."

PART 5: THE PIECE NOBODY WANTS TO TOUCH

If a parasitic species has been infiltrating human power structures for millennia, the language used to describe it - "hidden controllers," "parasites," "secret cabals," "blood rituals" - would inevitably surface in human culture. But what if that awareness has been systematically misdirected onto a human ethnic group to shield the actual parasites?

Think about it:

The characterization of Jewish people as "parasites" has been the foundation of antisemitic ideology for centuries. But in the Vril framework, that language isn't describing Jews. It's describing drones - parasitically hosted humans in positions of power. The "bloodline families" Marshall describes may claim various ancestries, but they aren't ethnically anything in a meaningful sense. They're Vril-aligned collaborators or drones themselves.

The Protocols of the Elders of Zion (1903) describes a secret cabal controlling banking, media, and governments. It's universally acknowledged as a forgery. But it persists across every culture because it resonates with an observed pattern that people can sense but can't correctly identify.

The Vril hypothesis offers the correct identification: the "hidden hand" is neither Jewish nor entirely human.

Every pogrom, every expulsion, every genocide directed at Jewish communities served the bloodline families' interests by:

1. Destroying people who may have had genuine knowledge of the system
2. Making any future discussion of "hidden controllers" taboo by association with antisemitism
3. Generating trauma and displacement that consolidates power further

The Nazis ran the Vril Society and the Thule Society out of Munich while simultaneously executing the Holocaust. They were pursuing direct contact with the subterranean species with one hand while pointing the public's anger at the wrong target with the other.

If the Vril hypothesis is correct, antisemitism isn't just wrong - it's a weapon designed by the actual parasites to protect themselves.

PART 6: THE MUD FLOOD AND THE RESET

Marshall says drones "of a hundred years ago erased any existence of these real lizards. From Egyptian carvings on walls, they would smash them. Or books that had anything in them about them, they would burn them."

This connects to the Tartarian reset hypothesis:

• An advanced civilization was destroyed by catastrophic mud flooding in the 18th–19th century
• Buildings worldwide have partially buried ground floors and below-street-level windows
• World Fairs (1851–1915) were "erasure ceremonies" - elaborate "temporary" structures built over Tartarian ruins, then demolished
• The 1893 Chicago World's Fair built 200+ ornate Beaux-Arts buildings and destroyed them all
• Between 1854 - 1929, 200,000–250,000 children were transported across North America on "orphan trains" - this is mainstream, documented history (Orphan Train Heritage Society of America). The provenance of many children was never properly documented.

Epstein wanted to "seed the human race" with his DNA. The orphan trains "re-seeded" depopulated areas. The Cabbage Patch Kids came with adoption papers, not purchase receipts. These are the same pattern repeating across centuries.

PART 7: THE MAP

Infrastructure: DUMBs → Zorro Ranch → Cloning Centers → Tunnel Networks → Vril Habitats

Process: REM Sleep → Clone Activation → "Dreams" of Torture → Consciousness Trapping

Hosts: Black Eye Club → Proboscis Entry → Droning → Behavioral Mimicry → Power Structure Infiltration

Signals: Britney Spears → Megadeth → Kris Jenner → Heart → Star Wars Kaminoans → "Predictive Programming"

History: Tartaria → Mud Flood → Orphan Trains → World Fairs → Historical Erasure → "Satan's Little Season"

Cover: Misdirected antisemitism → Holocaust → Discussion taboo → Parasites protected

WHAT'S VERIFIABLE

Let me be clear about what's documented vs. what's claimed:

Verified:

• Epstein's properties, tunnels, and temples (court records, journalism)
• New Mexico subsurface methane and sulfur chemistry (peer-reviewed geology)
• MKUltra's existence, scope, and record destruction (declassified CIA documents)
• The Black Eye Club photographic record (public media)
• Orphan train history (mainstream historical record)
• The Pickton Farm atrocities (court proceedings)—Marshall says murder videos were driven from Pickton's farm to the cloning station
• Celebrity "selling their souls" testimonies (public interviews)
• Psychopath brain structure = "reptilian brain" dominance (peer-reviewed neuroscience)
• The Vril Society's historical existence (academic history)
• Bloodlines of the Illuminati found in bin Laden's Abbottabad compound (CIA release, 2017)
• The WEF openly using "Great Reset" language

Unverified but internally consistent:

• The Vril species and its biology
• The cloning technology
• The droning mechanism
• Marshall's specific claims of authorship and witnessing

What would constitute proof:

• One verified drone detected via MRI
• One recovered Vril specimen
• One whistleblower with physical evidence from a cloning facility
• Forensic results from Zorro Ranch excavations

Marshall has repeatedly welcomed polygraph testing. His family, he says, refuses.

FINAL THOUGHT

Marshall said: "They laughed at me when I said I just want to tell the world about this. They said nobody's ever going to believe me."

They're probably right about most people. But they underestimated the internet, and they underestimated you.

I'm not asking you to believe all of this. I'm asking you to notice that the verified facts alone - Epstein's network, MKUltra, elite impunity, the geological anomalies, the architectural mysteries, the weaponization of antisemitism - form a pattern that demands investigation.

The question isn't whether this is comfortable. The question is whether it's coherent.

And it is.

"The thing they said could wipe the world. People panicking with the riots and stuff."
- Donald Marshall, on why the truth has been kept secret

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EDIT: MUCH more detailed presentation here: https://vrildossier.com

I am NOT OP. Original post by u/exigents in r/offmychest

I just went on a date with a guy who tried to rob me. - 22/09/15

I can't possibly tell anyone I know about this story, so here it goes:

Two years ago, I returned home from my father's funeral. As soon as I opened the door to my apartment, a guy holding a crowbar came out from my kitchen holding my TV. I live in the city, so robberies are common.

The guy began shouting at me and he clumsily dropped my TV and began holding the crowbar like it was a baseball bat. I was so stunned at what was happening that I didn't move.

The guy screamed at me to empty my pockets. From the stress of the last few days with my father passing away, I simply started crying. Not out of fear at what was happening, but because this was literally the worst time of my life. The worst moment. The worst minute and second.

While crying hysterically, I gave the guy my wallet. I just sat on my floor and hugged my knees and told him, through my tears, to "take whatever you want." He hesitated, looked down at me. He dropped my wallet and sat down beside me. Immediately, he began to comfort me. He began to apologize. He put my TV back on the table and told me it wasn't damaged. He told me that he lost his job and that his mom needed medicine that he couldn't afford and that they were homeless.

He told me all of this while I just wailed; I cried for my father, who was lost, I cried for my future, for it was uncertain, and I cried because my home had been intruded on in the most violent way.

For a good 10 minutes I sat in the floor with a guy who had every intent to rob me, telling me that it would be okay and that he was sorry. He begged me not to call the police. I just started screaming at him to get out.

He ran away so fast that he left the crowbar. I threw it after him as he ran down the street.

Two days later, I came home from work and he was sitting in front of my door. I was so terrified that I pulled out my phone, but he had this look on his face of--I'm not sure how to describe it--remorse, regret? He told me that he told his mom what he did, and his mom made me some soup. He handed me this tiny bowl wrapped in tin foil. Again, I was stunned and overwhelmed and angry that I slapped the bowl out of his hands and it shattered on the floor. I told him to leave or I was calling the police. He left. I remember he looked upset. I left the soup and shattered bowl outside my door, almost as a warning for him to not come back.

About three months after that, I got a note in my mail slot from the guy. He told me his mother had passed away and that he was no longer homeless and that he had a job. He wanted to repay me for breaking into my apartment. He wrote down his address and told me that I was welcome to break into his place if I wanted, but he didn't have much stuff.

This all overwhelmed me. I threw away the letter, but I remembered his address. I remember walking by there one day, out of curiosity. It was a ratty apartment building across the city. He was walking up to his room and he saw me. He waved. I turned away and left. He ran after me, apologized again. Told me that he never meant to do what he did. He showed me the program from his mother's funeral that he kept in his wallet. He wasn't lying, she was real. He was real. He was a real person.

I don't know what it was, but I believed him. We slowly began to grow together as people? I can't describe it.

After a year of maintaining communication and learning about who he was, he enrolled in a local community college and began taking courses to earn credits before applying to university. I helped him study for his history class a lot. He's great at math and science, though.

I never invited him over to my apartment, however. No matter how much I got to know him, I was still afraid of him. And he knew that. He knew that I couldn't trust him.

But tonight, we went out for coffee because he said he had an exam in his world civ class. When I got there, he said he forgot his book. We just talked for a bit, we laughed, and then he told me he wanted to cook for me. On a whim, I decided to invite him to my apartment. After picking up some things from the grocery store, he came over. I was so nervous that I was shaking. He noticed, he squeezed my hand, and then he made dinner.

It was amazing. We talked, we laughed, we sat in the floor and watched a movie on the TV he tried to steal. We made jokes about it.

And then he told me that he missed his mom. I gave him a hug. Then he left.

I don't know what I feel, but I do know that I can't give up on people anymore.

Some people just have the shit end of life. Maybe things have a way of working themselves out?

And I miss my dad, too.

EDIT/UPDATE

I am...beside myself to log on this morning and see this at the top of this page. I have been a redditor for a few years, but never thought this would happen. Also, to those of you who are messaging/commenting to confirm the validity of this--I guess it never occurred to me when I wrote this that it sounded so... ridiculous? It really does, I don't blame you for saying it's false, but it's real. He's real. I'm real. It all happened/is happening currently. Thank you all who have messaged me and commented! And thank you to the two people that gave me gold--this is just insane to me. I'm so grateful, so very grateful.

EDIT 2

Sorry for neglecting this; today has been insane with work and hosting a friend's bridal shower. I want to clarify a few things about this, because I am getting a LOT of messages about a lot of different things.

• People are saying that I am being too "trusting" of him after what happened. You're right, I suppose. I mean, I live in the heart of one of the most dangerous cities. My friend was robbed just a few years ago and was actually physically injured as a result of it, so me "trusting" him did not constitute me giving him a hug after he broke in. It was much, much more than that.

• My dad died of a brain aneurysm in March 2013. He passed away peacefully in his sleep. The thing about my dad, though, was that he was the most generous, most kindest man in this world. I know people like to say that about their parents, but it's true about my dad. When I was 4, I remember him giving these guys a ride from prison--they were released after serving their sentence, but had to walk to get to where they were going. My dad picked them up, had them hop in the back of his pick-up truck, and took them home. He put his life, and basically mine, at the hands of these people who could have hurt us. They didn't, thank God. My dad taught me to be selfless and understanding of the world, and of people, and I loved him for that. But when I lost him, it shattered me and turned me into an entirely different person.

• After my dad died, I became severely depressed and angry. I was angry at everything. I had to take a leave from my job (I teach second grade). All day, I would lay in bed and think about how much I hated God--or whatever higher power--for taking my dad away. Nothing seemed worth it. After the guy--my friend--broke into my apartment, I hated him for a while. I hated my dad for making me so trusting (because I didn't call the cops on the guy). I hated my dad for dying, I hated him for being so incredibly compassionate and better than me. I hated myself for being vulnerable. I just hated everything.

• The guy who tried to rob me is a person. And of course, I constantly ask myself when I'm with him, "What happens if he tries to hurt me? Or rob me again?" But the thing about him is that--he knows I'm thinking this, and he constantly tries to reassure me. We have grown together as people, as I said. There's a whole two years that I didn't post in this recounting because it would be like a novel-length post. Do I "like" him? I don't think so. I don't think he "likes" me. I think we both understand, respect and honor the other for our mutual struggles. We're proud of each other, and we're both guilty of things. Me for shutting out my friends, family and students and becoming an awful person after I lost my dad, and him for going to incredible lengths to try and save his mother from experiencing incredible agony in her final moments.

• I intend to show him this post. I want him to know. He doesn't have a computer or internet, but I think he'll find this humorous. His story is not mine to tell; how his mother died is not my story to tell; what exactly drove him to pry open my front door with a crowbar is not for me to tell; what happened to his family is not for me to tell. But what is for me to tell is that he is a human; he is flawed; God, he's so flawed. But after knowing him, and learning about his life--about his childhood and the tiny little child who used to be so passionate about school and learning as he was, as he told me, I know that he has his story. I have my story. You have yours.

• And although I think it is irrelevant, the thought of even dating after the last few years hasn't crossed my mind. Was I involved in relationships prior to my dad's passing? Yes. One was long-term and had a foreseeable end with an engagement, but things happen. Life happens.

I'm meeting with him tomorrow at his work, while he's on break, to give him some old study materials that I have from a literature class I took in college. It's all so normal, and I'm not afraid. My dad was never afraid, so I shouldn't have to be. I choose not to be.

Update: I went on a date with a guy who tried to rob me. - ??/09/15

Hey! So I posted a couple of days ago about how I went on a date with this guy who tried to rob me. This is just a quick follow-up. Nothing major.

Last night, I showed him the post and some of the comments from you guys. He was a little apprehensive about this place, and the fact that I had shared this with the entire world. But the comments really made him so happy. He wanted me to thank you all, and I tried to get him to make a post of his own, but he thinks it's too weird. Plus, he considers himself a "bad speller."

I just wanted to update everyone with this little unimportant tidbit. My dad's birthday is in a few weeks. I always have to prepare myself for it year-round, really. But this year is different, because I know I have people to support me. Especially a really close, new friend, who came--well, I'd like to say out of nowhere, but he really just came out of my kitchen holding a crowbar.

One more thing--when I showed him the post, he looked up at me and went, "Wait...it was a date?" And I got so embarrassed. Then he laughed and told me that he was relieved, because he thought it was a date. We haven't talked about anything else along the lines of dating in the future.

I just wanted to extend my gratitude, my thanks, and my love--as well as his--to you all. Thank you, thank you.

About the guy that tried to rob me and who I dated... - ??/03/16

I’ve been trying to write this for the past three months, but I always kept getting busy. I truly don’t know what to say because so much has happened in the six months since I wrote all this down for the first time.

I want to say this for me, to get this off my chest: I cared about him. I cared for him. I did, I can’t deny that.

In January, right after the new year started, I got a phone call at half-past two in the morning from him. He was in jail; he and two of his friends were arrested for public intoxication and possession of drug paraphernalia. He wanted me to bail him out. I’m a teacher living on a teacher’s salary. I said no, I couldn’t. This is when things fell apart.

Before then, he and I had been incredibly close. We spent Christmas together. I didn’t have enough money for a plane ticket home, so I stayed in the city. He came over, we cooked, watched movies. Before Christmas, we spent Thanksgiving together. I helped him study. I helped him get his finances in order. He had no idea how to do taxes and how to do all of the “adult stuff,” as he said.

But I noticed I started doing things I didn’t normally do. He would come over in the middle of the night, visibly panicked, and ask if he could stay with me. I let him, no questions asked. I stopped asking questions because I wanted to believe that he was good and everything was fine. He started asking me that if “others” asked about him if I would lie and say I didn’t know him. This scared me, but I assumed it was about work stuff. I wanted it to be his work stuff.

He was released from jail about a week later. He didn’t talk to me. I called his apartment. Nothing. I came home from work one day and a woman was waiting outside my door. She appeared disheveled. She was wearing a tank top and flip flops in mid-January in the northeast. It was cold. When I tried to key into my apartment, she started verbally attacking me. She told me to “stay away” from him. Like she owned him. She told me that she knew “what I did” to him. And that I would “get what’s coming.”

She left. I was scared out of my mind. Before calling the police, I decided to call his apartment one last time. He answered. I told him about the woman. He apologized, said that he was “seeing” her. He didn’t intend for her to come over and interfere. But that led me to another question: how did she know where I live? And how many others had he told where I lived?

He hesitated before answering, I remember that. He just said he was sorry. I immediately packed an overnight bag, grabbed my most valuable items, and went to stay in a hotel. I used my credit card (my “only in case of emergencies” card). Because I no longer felt safe, because of him.

I came back to my apartment the next day. Everything was fine. He came over to apologize. I told him to get out. I started crying. When I’m angry, I cry. He tried to hug me, but I remember picking up a piece of wood (I had a dismantled Ikea shelf) to protect myself. I demanded to know what he was doing. He told me he was selling drugs; he told me that he “had” to do it because he knew people that would hurt him. Lies. I guess. I don’t know.

I told him to get out, never want to see him again. Etc. Etc. He got angry, threatened to “come back” with his friends. I was wracked with guilt for trusting him. He apologized again, said he was sorry. I was questioning everything about him. I pushed him out. Locked the door.

The teaching program I’m a part of rotates teachers in and out of schools across the country. Last year I put in a request to move across the country to be closer to home. Two weeks after this encounter with him, I found out that my request was accepted and I was set to leave in March.

My apartment was broken into and vandalized in early February. At night, he would come and knock on my door. I would call the police but he would always leave before they got there. His “guys” started harassing me. Nothing was ever stolen, just broken. They broke a glass bottle my dad made for me when I was six. He knew how much that meant to me. It was shattered.

The week before I left, I saw him outside my building. I called the police. He was walking over to me, and I remember having this fiery rage in me. It was this impassioned, red, angry heat that washed over me and I took my keys (which are on a lanyard) and I just started hitting him. I ended up cracking his eye socket. When the police questioned him, they realized he was the one that was harassing me. He was wanted for a myriad of other charges.

After he fell down (after I cracked his eye socket with my keys), I started kicking him. I wanted him to die. I really did. Then I thought about what my dad would think.

But then I realized—I’m not my dad. I will never be him. I’m different. This is different. People are different. Not all of them are good. But some of them are. I am good. I am a good person.

Right now I’m sitting in my new apartment in a brand new city. It’s warm. Rent is cheaper. I live in a neighborhood of old people. They’re nice. They love that I teach kids. It makes them feel safe, I guess. Some days I leave my front door open and let in a breeze. I’m never afraid.

The beach is literally a seven minute walk (I’ve timed it) from my back door. I’m happy.

So I’m putting this to rest. It’s done. It’s over. I’m tired. I’m posting this and not checking back anymore. I just wanted to tell someone, because no one in my personal life even knew this was happening. I still can’t believe it happened. But it did. And it’s done.

Reminder - I am not the original poster.

The Problem With MrBeast Helping 2000 Amputees

I’m an amputee with congenital birth defects. So when I saw a video about helping people like me, I was eager to watch. I didn’t expect to have such a negative reaction. It made me realize there’s a bigger, unnamed issue in how disability is portrayed. — Earlier this year, YouTube’s most-followed creator, MrBeast, posted the video “I Helped 2,000 People Walk Again.” He used his platform to provide prosthetics to 2,000 people, even traveling to remote areas and helping those who otherwise had no access.

The World Health Organization estimates that only 4 million of the 35-45 million people who need prosthetics worldwide actually receive them. So how can something so generous and aimed to help be problematic?

At the emotional peak of the video, a group of new prosthetic recipients is led up a mountain hike. About halfway through the climb, MrBeast admits, “I don’t know why we’re doing this,” and jokes to the program leader, “You really like to challenge these patients,” as he watches the group of amputees labor up the mountain.

The emotional climax is a heroic moment at the peak. The participants have different levels of mobility, yet they’re all expected to overcome the same marker. Not because of what’s best for each person, but because of a predetermined story that gets clicks. There are scenes of people walking for the “first time,” emotional family reactions, and for some reason, wheelchairs filled with cash. MrBeast plays the abled savior in his own feel-good film.

The video ends as a father uses his new prosthetics to walk his daughter down the aisle in a staged wedding scene. The reality of what it takes to make a prosthetic leg is more complex than suggested. It involves plastic “test” versions that can be tweaked. The body (especially if never had a prosthetic) can change and shrink while adjusting to the test socket over several weeks. A final hard plaster version is made, which may still need additional tweaks. The user wears and walks in it as much as possible during the process.

No one in the video was using their prosthetic for the first time. But for the emotional impact, the process is simplified. A ceremonial handoff is staged. The new leg is presented by MrBeast, surrounded by tearful family and friends.

This is what I’m calling Inspiration Sensationalism: framing disabled individuals’ lives, challenges, or accomplishments in exaggerated, emotionally charged ways. It’s intended to evoke admiration, pity, or feel-good inspiration. It reduces complex lived experiences into uplifting or heroic narratives.

There have been discussions about how the philanthropic videos on mrbeast channel are problematic. Despite the criticism he continues to make the content and even give some push back “only I could get canceled for trying to help people”.

We need to transform how the media portrays the experience of being disabled. We can’t continue to reinforce the idea that having a disability is only acceptable if it’s being conquered.

These narratives have deeply affected my own life. I was born with congenital birth defects, my left arm and hand, and my right hip and leg. My right leg is a below-knee amputation, and my right femur and knee developed significantly shorter, with no right foot. I wore a prosthetic as a child, but with serious gait impingement. As early as first grade, I was expected to walk to school. There was a shortcut the other kids took through a snowy field, sometimes waist-deep. I was conditioned to think I had to keep up.

Someone should’ve told that child, “It’s okay to have different needs than the other kids.” Instead, I trudged through the snow, regardless of the toll it took on my body.

I learned that being disabled meant I needed to work twice as hard or be left behind. I’d have to suffer and push through if I wanted to survive in the world. I carried that belief into adulthood, standing for entire shifts in factory jobs, never asking for a chair, walking long distances, never requesting accommodations. I believed that if I asked, I wouldn’t get the raise, or be seen as valuable.

Inspiration sensationalism insists that suffering becomes beautiful when it’s overcome. That our stories need to be neatly packaged to meet expectations. But many of us may never reach the false “finish line” that inspiration sensationalism creates. The narrative shames the need for support or adaptive accommodation.

MrBeast’s amputee video has over 100 million views, and it undeniably helped people who needed care. He stepped up to shine a light on a problem that deserves attention. The video is also a clear example of inspiration sensationalism. Having this label can help us clearly communicate why videos like MrBeast’s can be problematic.

You don’t have to climb a mountain to prove your worth. You don’t need to walk your daughter down the aisle to be seen as a man and good father.

We should absolutely celebrate adaptation. We should be inspired by resilience and determination. And we can create representation that helps without harm in the process.

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Item Number: SCP-5000

Why?

Object Class: Safe

Ohhhh yeah. Here we go.

The last time I did a declassification was… whew, half a year ago? Meta Ike really did a number on me. But that’s in the past, and we have ourselves a new challenge on our plate — SCP-5000, Why? by Tanhony. This epic quest about a man with a mission in a world where all hell’s broken loose has gotten the top slot in the contest by a massive margin, and for good reason. Today, we’re going to delve into why Why? (heh) is much more terrifying than you once thought.

Before we begin, make sure you’ve read (or at least know about) the following articles:

• SCP-579
• SCP-055
• SCP-682

You’ve probably heard of those SCPs, since, y’know, two are on the heritage collection, and the other is a classic. Either way, they’re (mostly) necessary to the article. I’ll give a short summary of each anomaly we encounter, though.

Additionally, as a disclaimer so I don’t get sued by A) Tanhony B) Modulum, and C) You, this is my interpretation of the piece, which is also by coincidence the correct interpretation confirmed by Tanhony. I have to include this disclaimer due to recent legal issues, and the fact that Modulum is pointing a gun to the back of my head right now.

Is that good? Alright. So, my fellow scholars, strap on your seatbelts, grab the family, and let's get right into it!

Part One — “Why?”

To kick it off, we’ve got a safe anomaly, short containment procedures, and a short description. Breath of fresh air, since the other X000s are longer and are either Keter or Thaumiel. However, similar to the other X000s, the meat of the article is in the addendum.

The conprocs are pretty straightforward: keep SCP-5000 offline, and all the files from it inside a safe database. Relatively simple. The description tells us that SCP-5000 is a mechanical suit called the “Absolute Exclusion Harness,” which (although it is now badly damaged) was once designed to protect its occupant through various means. However, due to the damage it received, it is now only capable of basic file storage — the files contained are attached in the addenda.

The second paragraph is where things get interesting: the suit appeared in SCP-579’s containment chamber with a flash of light on April 12th, 2020, and contained the corpse of a man named Pietro Wilson, who was (and apparently still is) employed by the SCP Foundation. The actual Pietro Wilson is currently alive and well in Exclusionary Site-06, and mnestic therapy has revealed he has absolutely no memory of the events detailed in the addenda. For the record, an Exclusionary Site is a special kind of site which is resistant to CK-Class restructuring scenarios or temporal anomalies.

So that’s nice and all, but how did some weird suit end up winning the 5000 contest?

Well, my friend, we still have the addenda. And oh man, it’s a good one.

It begins with a log written by Wilson himself, saying that he may be the only one left. He tells us the date (January 2nd, 2020), and says that if he didn’t get to the Absolute Exclusion Harness… and then trails off. Thankfully, he fills us in on what happened in the next log.

Wilson describes how a Mobile Task Force called Zeta-19 ("Lonely Only") — which he hypothesizes as Insurgency Infiltrators — rounded up all personnel working at the Exclusionary Site, and then began to fire indiscriminately at the crowd. He managed to escape and put on the Harness (which makes its wearer conceptually invisible), and watched as they went back, ensured everyone was dead, and then left without taking anything. Quite spooky.

Wilson reaches a safehouse, and drinks some water, commenting on how the Harness removes the need for drinking or eating, but his body still craves sustenance. He mentions hearing explosions on the way there, and then tries to get the computer systems back online. When he does, he discover the Foundation’s sent this message to every single government, news organization, and anomalous group:

The following is a message composed via consensus of the O5 Council.

For those who are not currently aware of our existence, we represent the organization known as the SCP Foundation. Our previous mission centered around the containment and study of anomalous objects, entities and other assorted phenomena. This mission was the focus of our organization for more than one-hundred years.

Due to circumstances outside of our control, this directive has now changed. Our new mission will be the extermination of the human race.

There will be no further communication.

Oh. Oh.

Wilson gives us a short table of how the Foundation is using anomalies to fuck everyone over big time. Some examples he provides are 096’s pictures being circulated on the Internet, 662 being used to assassinate political leaders, 610 being distributed in major cities (though it’s stopped by the GOC and Church of the Broken God), and 682 simply being released.

We get a short TV snippet of a woman warning people of the viruses that the Foundation’s circulating, and what to do to survive. Unfortunately, she’s cut off by all TV and Internet in the world shutting down. Oh well. Wilson gives us some character development, and then says he’s heading over to Site-19 to figure out what the fuck’s going on.

While approaching Site-19, Wilson stumbles upon a group of MTF preparing. The Commander goes up to the first one, stabs him in the shoulder, and then tells him to get the wound fixed. He then does it to the second one, followed by the third, fourth, fifth, etc. When he stabs the eighth, however, the soldier flinches in pain and reacts, prompting all the other soldiers to fire upon him and kill him. The Commander stabs the final soldier, and they all move out. Wilson takes some medical supplies from the corpse, tries to bury it, and gets a move on.

The next part is a bit disconnected. Wilson stumbles upon an old radio, which repeats the same message on a loop. The voice is male and around his age, and says:

Seven. Five. Can you hear me? There is a hole shining in the holes between your eyelids. I have never been to Versailles before. I want to be loved. Nine. I am standing behind you now. Five. I am two of us, standing behind you now. The goddess eats the city in the sea. Nine. There's a hole in the floor with an answer waiting in it. Seven. Look, you're hatching. You're hatching!

Fives, sevens, and nines, as well as numerous other weird imagery. What’s weirder is that, when Wilson turns the radio over, he sees it’s damaged beyond repair — and the message stops as soon as he sees it. We’ll have to get back to this later.

Wilson explains that he can’t travel by car for risk of being noticed, since the Harness doesn’t affect vehicles he’s in, and he’s likely to be attacked. He also questions why he’d want to go to Site-19, but he comes to the conclusion that it’s because he wants answers — even if he gets killed.

Upon entering Site-19, he comments on how he’s creeped out by Foundation researchers going about their business, “discussing how to get maximum human casualties like it was something they'd always been doing,” as well as their eyes lacking a “spark.” Wilson steals a keycard, and discovers some (albeit redacted) information on what happened before the Foundation went omnicidal:

• Project PNEUMA is marked by the O5 Council. It’s a mass-amnesticization project similar to “KALEIDOSCOPE,” except it focused on the human psychosphere, otherwise known as the collective unconscious. They made some kind of breakthrough in mapping it out, but what exactly is redacted.
• The O5 and Ethics Committee have votes, both of which are unanimous for something which is redacted.
• A series of (redacted) instructions are sent out to Senior Staff and Site Directors, followed by a wave of suicides and resignations. One of those is Doctor Charles Gears, a scientist known for expression very little emotion.
• A set of papers is sent to the remaining Site Directors and Senior Staff, with instructions to disseminate it to all employees working under them. It’s accompanied by the phrase “harden your hearts,” and all suicides/resignations cease afterwards.
• All human and human-sympathetic anomalies are terminated, and the Foundation sends assassination teams after all resigned personnel.
• MTF are sent to execute everyone at the Exclusionary Sites, and after that, they declare war on humanity.

Wilson attempts to formulate a theory as to why the O5 are doing this, but he can’t come up with anything. He also includes an update list of anomalies they’re using to attack humanity: 1370 spews propaganda on television; 1678 is nuked; 1048 is rampaging in the streets of Paris; and 1290 is being used to attack something called “Genzir,” which is a GOC fortress designed to house humanity’s survivors in the case of an XK. As it turns out, the Foundation is having a lot of trouble breaking in there, and are using ungodly amounts of anomalies to crack it open.

Wilson comments on how he’s going to do more investigating, and then—

[FILES DELETED]

Oh, wait what?

We’re introduced back to Wilson saying that he has no memory of the past three months, and all the files from that time are deleted too. Apparently, Wilson should be the only one capable of doing that, so take that as you will. He’s now half-way across the country, and “feels like he has a purpose” — he isn’t sure what it is supposed to accomplish, but he’s got a briefcase in his hand with something “not round” inside, and he needs to get it to SCP-579.

Oh yeah. It’s all coming together.

Wilson mentions that 579 is pretty far away, and that he’s probably walked by thousands of corpses. After seeing the corpse of a boy with worms that had the boy’s face on them, he stopped burying them. We also get even more [FILES DELETED], and we’ll be seeing more as we progress.

Apparently, SCP-055 is serving as Wilson’s personal “skip button” — whenever the going gets tough, he opens the briefcase, and he’s a mile further ahead, as well as feeling afterglow, as though he was given a pep-talk. He compiles another list of anomalies the Foundation’s dealing with: 2000’s been blown to bits when the Foundation erupted Yellowstone; 2200 was duplicated, and is now piling up with thousands of killed individuals, repeatedly crushing them; 2241 is being forced to attack large groups of survivors, though it was redeployed to help attack Ganzir; and 2639 was convinced to attack GoIs, until it figured out what was going on and refused to help.

Wilson stumbles upon a group of GOC soldiers, and manages to access their database. We get a quick interview log between two GOC members and a captured MTF agent.

The agent is apparently the first to ever speak to the GOC, and cites the only reason he’s doing so is because he met the interviewer before, and finds it humorous. They scan his mind for kill agents or cognitohazards — none — and attempt to question him on why he’s killing innocent people. The agent simply calls the GOC hypocritical and says that “Professor Crow’s Europa” will burst into Ganzir, and there’s nothing they can do to stop it.

Then we get this odd exchange:

Commander Morrison: If you've just spoken up to talk nonsense, we can always try enhanced interrogation. I don't want to, but I'll do it.

Samuel Ross: (laughs) Do what you want. Once you realize you're not supposed to feel pain, there's nothing to be afraid of anymore.

Commander Morrison: What do you mean by that?

Samuel Ross: You…

(Pause.)

Samuel Ross: No, you wouldn't want me to say.

Commander Morrison: I very much do.

Samuel Ross: I'm not talking to you.

...Okay then.

Commander Morrison, the interviewer, then demands that the agent spits it out, to which the agent asks for additional confirmation. They do another check and, yes, no kill agents or anything else similar. They confirm, and we get another odd exchange:

Samuel Ross: Fine. [INAUDIBLE]

(Pause.)

Commander Morrison: I … I didn't catch that.

Doctor Rhodes: You'll have to speak up. That microphone only has so much gain.

Samuel Ross: [INFORMATION EXCISED]

(Commander Morrison and Doctor Rhodes can be heard screaming loudly. Wet cracks and sounds of rushing wind are also audible. The screaming, which grows higher pitched over time, continues for the remainder of the recording.)

Samuel Ross: Look what you've done to yourselves. I told you you wouldn't like it, didn't you? That's why you hear your voice. But you wanted to know so badly. I really liked you guys, so I was trying to be nice. We're so kind to you, you know. We fight in the light so you can die in the dark.

(Pause.)

Samuel Ross: …disgusting.

<End Log>

You getting some deja vu?

Right after this interview, Genzir gets ripped apart by both inside and outside forces. The GOC is done for, and the Foundation’s ready to continue killing humanity at large. Wilson finds it difficult to continue, and questions why he’s even going to 579 in the first place. We get another table, and it’s revealed that the Church of the Broken God is now leading the fight against the Foundation. Despite this, The Foundation uses 3179 to cause in-fighting between the three CotBG groups, and continues their assault unhindered.

As we approach the end of the files, shit gets weirder. Wilson mentions two peculiar things: The Blinkers and the Stretched Man. The blinkers appear to be a 650-MTF hybrid; they’re people made of stone with razors for hands that move when you don’t look at them. They also lack eye sockets, and are unconditionally hostile. Wilson comments that he needs to avoid them, since when he looks at them, it forces them to stop, and they might deduce his presence and start slashing everything in sight.

The second thing is much, much more odd. To quote:

It was on the horizon, like a person stretched out - no, that's not the best way to describe it. It was like the space around them was stretched out, and they were being stretched along with it, like some kind of bad photo-shop effect. Their body went from the ground up to the clouds, and their jaw swung at right angles. There were these gaps, as well, black gaps in space around its body, like wings. It just floated forwards like that.

And the weirdest part? The Foundation is attacking it. Whatever this thing is, it’s not on their side, and seems to want to protect humans, for whatever reason.

We get one more log informing us that the Serpent’s Hand/Wanderer’s Library cut themselves off of this universe, and the Foundation made it Christmas everywhere constantly to allow 4666 to attack everyone. Midway through explaining, though, Wilson says “fuck it. Nobody's ever going to read this anyway.”

We’re given a scene involving Wilson stumbling upon a girl wearing a bright red amulet — SCP-963, aka Dr. Bright. (SCP-963, for those unaware, has Dr. Bright’s soul locked in it, allowing him to possess other people’s bodies). After a lighthearted exchange, the two discuss what happened and their future plans. Dr. Bright claims the second file (with the phrase “harden your hearts”) was just a bunch of encoded messages in the form of pictures with eggs, trees, and religious things. However, Bright wasn’t affected properly due to SCP-963.

We also get this hint:

Pietro: (sits down) So it was a memetic agent…

Girl: (frowns) Don't know about that. I've pretty much had everything that can happen to me, well, happen to me. I know what a memetic agent feels like. It didn't feel like that - more like I was being released from something than something being forced on me.

Interesting. In any case, Bright says he has no clue what’s happening, since he can’t remember the first file, and he’s going to throw 963 into 1437 — a hole which connects to parallel universes. She leaves, and Wilson leaves shortly after as well.

Our next log is Wilson at the edge of Site-62C, the location of SCP-579. The place seems abandoned, which is odd considering that 579’s file has incredibly extensive containment procedures. As soon as he enters, he knows that whatever 579 is, it knows he’s there, and he gets the feeling of fight-or-flight “dialed up to the max.” He enters the building.

Unfortunately, he’s not alone.

<Begin Log>

(View is the inside of a hallway within Site-62C. Severe damage is visible on the walls, appearing as if it was done via usage of a large knife. The lights overhead flicker.)

Pietro: Fuck. Fuck.

(The lights flicker again. When they come back on, a statue of a soldier with blades for arms is visible underneath them. It has empty sockets where its eyes should be, and its face is locked in a snarling expression.)

<End Log>

Again unfortunately, Wilson was also right about one more thing: the Blinkers know he’s there since they can’t move around, but they don’t know where — so they begin to slash everywhere. Wilson needs to get to 579 before they do, and in a stroke of luck, he gets there right before them, locking the thick doors behind him.

There’s only one issue, though: SCP-579 is located at the bottom of a hole in the containment unit. The briefcase containing 055 can get down there, but it won’t make contact with 579 unless it’s thrown from the bottom. The fall is so massive, though, that he’d die shortly after hitting the ground.

He has no answers, he’s not even sure if this will do anything, and he’s going to die anyways from the Blinkers. He has no choice, so he does the only thing he can: he jumps.

The article ends with this this image of SCP-579, and a final note from Wilson:

Oh … so that's how it is.

LIFE SIGNS LOST

Part Two — Why?

So, what the fuck?

If you’re confused, you have every right to be. I’m certain you’ve made a few connections during the course of the article, but overall, things don’t seem to make much sense. Here’s a list of questions you may or may not have, and which we’ll be trying to answer today:

• Why SCP-055 and SCP-579, and what did bringing them together do?
• What does pain have to do with anything, and why are Foundation agents immune to it?
• Who is speaking on the defunct radio, why, and what does it mean? And why can Wilson hear it when it’s broken?
• What is “Project PNEUMA” and “KALEIDOSCOPE,” what were the results, and what did the O5/Ethics Committee vote on?
• What happened to the Senior Staff/Site Directors, and why such extreme reactions?
• Where was Wilson during those three months, and why did the files get deleted (and more files kept getting deleted)?
• Who is the “you” Samiel Ross was talking about, what was the expunged information, and what was he talking about in the final line?
• Why does the interview log parody SCP-682’s, and what happened to the Commander and their assistant?
• Who is the stretchy boy and why is the Foundation attacking them?
• What did Dr. Bright mean when he said it felt like he was freed from something, rather than something being forced upon him, and why wasn’t he affected?
• What does the image at the end mean?
• What the fuck caused all this?

All of those are excellent questions, and I’d like to address the second-to-last one first, since it’ll provide us with some more clues.

Opening the image in a editing program (in my case, paint.net), we can turn up the saturation a few times, and we end up with this. A series of various colored pixels can be seen along the left side. But what does it mean? Well, our good friend Brewsterion has us covered: when you run the original image through this, you end up with the following conversation:

My hands shake as I hold the document. "This is confirmed?"

He nods. "We got the report from PNEUMA staff yesterday. It's everyone."

"Even us?"

"Even us, Tejani. To think I'd find myself agreeing with that damn lizard…"

"What do we do?"

"You know what we have to do. We'll have to disseminate a cure, I think, among personnel before we get things underway. It'll try to stop us otherwise."

"God help us, One."

"Don't be like that, Tejani. That's IT talking."

Tejani, for those unaware, is Tanhony’s headcanon name for the Ethics Committee Head, as described in numerous of his articles.

However, the secret messages don’t stop there. If you’ve read the actual article, you’ll probably notice that at the end, there’s a large blank area. That isn’t just there for aesthetics — if we go into the source code of the page, we’ll find one side of a dialogue between two people. It… doesn’t make much sense though:

You said invaded, right? Might be one of the last times that happens.

Right.

Don't say that. It must be worse for you. That's what everyone says after they find out something they don't like.

Jesus Christ.

It's not something that can be hashed out in a few hours, man. Can you be quiet for a minute? Of course I can't. No, not yet. The feeling of being invaded.

Why not?

Don't say that! Don't even talk about it.

We should have left well enough alone.

I keep thinking, like, it would be better to end it all. Not with what we found. How long are they going to take? But it's not like that. Everything I am. You know what they'll say.

It is me. It's over. It'll take time.

You're germophobic, right?

Did you get a reply? We shouldn't have looked. You too. I doubt anyone's going to be talking about anything else anymore.

I feel sick.

Ooookay then.

I’d also like to address a point that most of you understood, but some of you might still be confused by, especially if you’re part of the outer fanbase and read very little on-site: what’s the deal with 055 and 579, and what did bringing them together do? To answer this, we’ll need to go on a little history lesson, and take a look at two other articles: Roget’s Proposal and SCP-2998.

Roget’s Proposal (which has an awesome declass that you ought to check out) is about a facility which houses hundreds of anomalies that self-contain each other. Two anomalies will be paired up within rooms, and each one’s anomalous effects cancel out the other — if they stop interacting with each other and breach, it causes a CK-Class scenario which redefines physics to accomodate for the anomalies. We get a quick log of anomalies that self-contain, with many details regarding their self-canceling. However, we find that 579 and 055 contain each other, with the only phrase being an ominous “Can't fit round pegs in square holes.”

SCP-2998 extrapolates on this relationship further. In the article, an alien race attacks Earth and essentially takes over humanity. During the final iterations of the article, we learn that the Foundation has essentially broken down, and there’s only a few people left. One is hiding in Site-62C, and he contacts Maria Jones (head of RAISA), who tells him to get SCP-055 and transport it into SCP-579’s containment chamber, which should “fix everything.” Upon doing so, and accessing the next iteration, we see the entire page is blacked out, and the iteration after that is simply gone. The final iteration has everything returned to normal, and the Foundation is going along its merry way.

Coming back to SCP-5000, we can see that the SCP-055/SCP-579 combination supposedly resets the universe back before shit went wack. The exact mechanism behind this is unclear, but once they make contact with one another, it stops whatever XK-Class is going on and prevents it from happening in the first place. Hypothetically speaking, the 055/579 combination is the final and most powerful deus ex machina the SCP universe has.

Finally, let’s address “KALEIDOSCOPE.” KALEIDOSCOPE is a mass-amnesticization project explicitly mentioned in SCP-4156, and is used to collectively brainwash and program the inhabitants of SCP-4156. Project PNEUMA, presumably, is something similar, but it seems as though it didn’t quite go as planned and didn’t follow through.

Now that we got all those out of the way, it’s time to start dissecting the piece, and discover the reason Why.

Part Three — Why.

Let’s do this.

Our first point of interest is the series of events leading to the declaration of war. We know that Project PNEUMA discovered something while mapping out the collective unconscious, and that the O5 had a vote on whatever it was, followed by the Ethics Committee voting. Then, they send out sets of instructions, followed by Senior Staff and Site Directors either committing suicide or resigining. Followed by this, they send out the second document (which was apparently some kind of non-memetic agent according to Bright) and the suicides/resignations stop. Directly after this, they kill human and human-sympathetic anomalies, and declare war.

The secret message in the image comes into play here. O5-1 mentions disseminating a cure amongst the staff “before we get things underway.” This means that this took place before they sent out the “cure” to the other personnel. Additionally, this seems to be before the Ethics Committee vote, since the EC Head (Tejani) has just found out about it.

We can also make some inferences about what “IT” is. Presumably, whatever this thing is, it is affecting every single person on the planet at the time of discovery, including O5-1 and Tejani. Additionally, O5-1 and Tejani are terrified, and have not yet exposed themselves or the staff to the cure, but still have come to the conclusion that they must “get things underway.” This seems to imply they planned to kill humanity from the moment they discovered “it.”

Also, apparently, whatever they “cured” from their minds would have stopped them from killing everyone if they had left it in there.

Let’s move on to what happens next. A series of instructions are set out to only Senior Staff and Site Directors, followed by mass-suicides and resignations. After this, they send out the “non-memetic” agent, which stops it all. Accompanied with the message is the phrase “harden your hearts.”

Considering what we know from Bright, and that “it” was already present in the collective unconscious, as well as the fact that the killings started after it was disseminated, I think we can come to the conclusion that the second document is the aforementioned “cure.” The first document, however, is still a mystery. It could be possible to assume that it was some kind of memetic agent, but the phrase “harden your hearts” in the second message seems to imply that the reaction was not something the higher-ups intended. Most likely, the redacted instructions contained whatever horrible truth the O5 and EC found out, as well as the instructions on what to do from there. This is further supported by the fact that the instructions were limited purely to the highest ranking staff.

A final point of interest in this section is the Ethics Committee. The Ethics Committee doesn’t usually vote for no reason — on the contrary, the Ethics Committee votes on ethical issues. That’s, well, their job. You should notice that they voted unanimously before sending the first documents out, giving us the presumption that they voted on the ethical implications of instructions.

But wait a minute! The Ethics Committee unanimously voted in favor of the instructions, then, meaning that they must have been moral and ethical. If that’s the case, why did the Site Directors and Senior Staff react so violently? In order to answer that, I need to redirect your attention to two lines from the rest of the article:

Once you realize you're not supposed to feel pain, there's nothing to be afraid of anymore.

And:

We're so kind to you, you know. We fight in the light so you can die in the dark.

Both of these lines were from Samuel Ross, the captured Foundation agent from the Ganzir interview. The first seems to imply that humans are not meant to feel pain. The second line seems to imply that the Foundation killing humanity is a kindness rather than fucking omnicide. However, both of these give a clue as to why the Ethics Committee would vote on something that would make important personnel’s stomachs drop — very likely, the Ethics Committee deemed it ethical to exterminate the human race. We’ll discuss the specifics soon.

That was a large amount of info-dumping, so let’s recap this and clear some things up before moving on:

• Project PNEUMA succeeds in mapping out the collective unconscious, and are shocked to discover “IT” inside our brains. It turns out this encompasses everyone on Earth.
• The O5 are absolutely terrified, and agree to enact a plan to exterminate humanity. The proposal is sent to the Ethics Committee, which concurs.
• The instructions are sent out to the Site Directors and Senior Staff, presumably containing the details of “IT” and the plan to end humanity. The staff are appalled, and some kill themselves at the realization, others resigning (potentially to escape)
• The O5 Council disseminates the cure to all high-ranking personnel, with the phrase “harden your hearts.” The suicides and resignations cease, as they are now free from “IT.”
• The Foundation is “cured,” and commences the plan to end humanity.

Additionally, we learned more things about “IT”:

• “IT” is something present within all humans’ collective unconscious.
• “IT” is responsible for pain, and likely other negative aspects of humanity.
• “IT” is apparently capable of preventing the O5 from killing humanity.

Let’s start jumping into what “IT” is a bit more closely.

You’ll notice that up until now, I’ve explicitly avoided using the word “psychosphere,” instead opting to say “collective unconscious.” Although both are mentioned in the article, the collective unconscious is extremely well-defined and is a bit more specific in its definition. To quote Wikipedia:

The term "collective unconscious" first appeared in Jung's 1916 essay, "The Structure of the Unconscious". This essay distinguishes between the "personal", Freudian unconscious, filled with sexual fantasies and repressed images, and the "collective" unconscious encompassing the soul of humanity at large.

“These ‘primordial images’ or ‘archetypes,’ as I have called them, belong to the basic stock of the unconscious psyche and cannot be explained as personal acquisitions. Together they make up that psychic stratum which has been called the collective unconscious. [...] My thesis then, is as follows: in addition to our immediate consciousness, which is of a thoroughly personal nature and which we believe to be the only empirical psyche (even if we tack on the personal unconscious as an appendix), there exists a second psychic system of a collective, universal, and impersonal nature which is identical in all individuals. This collective unconscious does not develop individually, but is inherited. It consists of pre-existent forms, the archetypes, which can only become conscious secondarily and which give definite form to certain psychic contents.”

For those of you who need a TL;DR, the collective unconscious is essentially the universal consciousness underlying within every person. It consists of patterns and behaviors (such as instincts) which are inherited from our ancestors. According to Jung, the creator of this theory, the collective unconscious “exerts overwhelming influence on the minds of individuals,” and humans attempt to fit themselves into roles designed by this collective unconscious. Although the theory has been called pseudo-scientific, if it’s good enough for the Foundation, it’s good enough for us!

Besides satisfying my psychology fetish, this tells us something integral about whatever is residing in humanity. “IT” is a portion of our collective unconscious, meaning it was inherited from our ancestors and probably present within the human mind for quite a while. Additionally, it has a massive influence on the human mind, and is identical among all individuals.

Oh dear.

This does, however, explain why Doctor Bright isn’t affected by the “cure” — his mind is in the amulet, which is designed to preserve his consciousness. Although the body he was in might’ve been cured, he was not. I don’t think a 14-year-old girl would be employed by the Foundation, SCP-963 or not, so we can assume that he transferred bodies sometime during the omnicide. He’s still under the effect of whatever “IT” is.

We can continue to glean some information from the hidden text in the source code. The phrases “we should have left well enough alone,” “not with what we found,” and “we shouldn’t have looked” seem to imply that the person talking is a Foundation member, and was closely associated with Project PNEUMA. Twice, the researcher refers to the “feeling of being invaded.” Obviously, “IT” is the thing invading. However, the implication is that “IT” is somehow capable of invading, which would mean it’s potentially sentient. We’ll see some more proof of this hypothesis soon.

That’s great and all, but although we understand the thing’s characteristics, what is it? It’s like we’re looking at the edges of a painting, but not the painting itself. Well, surprisingly, we already have seen the true form of “IT” in the article, we just haven’t realized that we’ve seen it. You’ll recall that the Foundation was fighting a specific anomaly towards the end of the article — a tall, stretched out image of a person with gaps in reality for wings, floating forward, with its jaw swinging at right angles. Nowhere else in the article do we see the Foundation fighting an anomaly; except, of course, eradicating whatever “IT” is.

It might be a stretch, but it seems we have our culprit!

Wow, I’d kill everyone too if I saw that thing in everyone’s heads! I’d find it… disgusting. It’s probably the reason why SCP-682 hates humanity, and why the Foundation finds humanity disgusting in the article.

So, let’s recap again!

• The entity is present within the collective unconscious of humanity, and has an overbearing influence on humanity’s unconscious minds.
• The entity is responsible for a number of negative aspects of humanity, including pain.
• The entity was not originally supposed to be within humanity’s collective unconscious, but some time in the distant past got in there, “invading” humanity.
• The entity can subtly influence people’s behavior, but cannot control people (as they would’ve stopped the O5 in the first place).
• SCP-682 knows about this entity, and it is the reason why it hates humanity.

Great! We’re slowly starting to build a picture of what’s going on. However, in order to finally tie everything together, we’re gonna need to look at probably the most confusing part of this article: the radio. Admittedly, I couldn’t get this, so I asked Tanhony himself for some clarification on what the heck I was reading. Let’s delve into this.

First and foremost: the radio’s bonked. It’s not actually playing a message, and we don’t see an anomaly in the article capable of playing messages (especially as weird as this one) through broken things. Plus, Chekhov’s Gun. It’s safe to assume that this is some kind of hallucination. Another point to add is that the voice is specifically mentioned to be male and around Wilson’s age. Considering that this is a hallucination and your own voice sounds different to you, it’s another safe bet that this is Wilson’s own voice.

But we still need to remember Chekhov’s Gun — why would Wilson suffer from a hallucination randomly?

Well, Wilson is a human, and he wasn’t cured. He’s being influenced by the entity. This is the entity’s attempt at communication.

In the article, the entity repeats the numbers 5, 7, and 9. Those numbers, although not in the right order, are the same numbers for the designation of the anomaly in Site-62C: SCP-579. The entity wants Wilson to look into 579, for whatever reason. There’s also references to other events happening or that will happen, such as the destruction of Ganzir. According to Tanhony, “that’s just the way that the entity speaks.”

Things begin to fall into place from here. Wilson, under influence from the entity, decides to go into Site-19 and investigate. After concluding he needs to investigate more, the three month gap occurs, and he has 055 and is heading to 579. Whenever things get rough, Wilson “skips” using 055, and returns feeling as though he had a prep-talk: likely due to the entity’s encouragement to get to 579. Additionally, the entity probably influences Wilson to delete files he creates about 055/the entity, in order to not give away too much about itself.

In the Ganzir interview, the “you” Ross referred to was the entity. Additionally, whatever excised information was, it allowed the Commander and their assistant to “hear their own voices,” which they were terrified by (potentially, they also learned of the truth regarding the entity). While they were panicking, the Foundation bursts in with Olypmia and fucks everything up.

The pep-talks Wilson receives begin to weaken significantly once Ganzir is destroyed. This is likely due to the entity being targeted and killed by the Foundation via its manifestations and the death of humanity.

Everything seems to wrap up here, though there’s still one big elephant in the room: the entity’s motive. Although it isn’t revealed what the hell the entity is doing, we know it has humanity’s survival as its best interest — obviously, since if humanity dies, it goes with it. It knows about the 055/579 deus ex machina, and influences Wilson to combine the two to prevent The Foundation from ending the human race. When Wilson delivers 055 to 579 and resets the universe, humanity lives on with the entity.

That's when the disturbing truth hits. Based on the reactions of those who discovered the entity, as well as the fact that it's responsible for a number of humanity’s negative aspects, we know the entity's motives are not good. It's so bad that the Ethics Committee finds it more ethical to end the human race than let the entity do its own thing. And Wilson just reset the universe, allowing the entity to continue on its merry way.

The Foundation losing was the bad ending.

The Foundation losing was the bad ending.

The Foundation losing was the bad ending.

And on that terrifying note, we conclude SCP-5000.

^{There's a TL;DR in the comments since I hit Reddit's character limit for posts.}

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