Working with SCP 2295

A nice one?

You really know when a place breaks a person when a simple task and act of care shocks the day lights out of someone. I really shouldn't be surprised at this point. Many have gone insane from just seeing the most popular of our SCP. Both in a literal and metaphorical sense of it. Most try to avoid any form of researcher when at any site. But I have more important matters to focus on.

Since becoming the lead, I've been working on some new tests. Patch is known to repair and replace any damaged organ with a new plush one. The main organs have all been tested and passed. Yet there is one that hasn't and is often forgotten to be an organ of the body. That's when I started thinking of other unlikely body parts that can be classified as an organ.

Bones: not always seen as an organ, but ares still a living body part. Inside our bones is living bone marrow that takes nutrients from the body. Blood flows through them so that the bone marrow keeps our bones strong and health. I could test this with either a D-class that had a broken bone or has problems resulting from said bone. No bone in specific came to mind for test. Arm or leg would've been enough to see the results on a larger area. It would be a gamble, but is harmless enough to begin testing.

It's different than what happened when Patch was requested to make a human brain. I honestly felt bad for the D-class that had to suffer a seizure during that test. Can't really blame anyone for that, it was a test idea. Patch did show signs of guilt from not being able to help. The candy bar was sweet of him and to actually cry does pull the heart strings.

I even remember one time when I had him out of my desk, a terrible migraine hit me and felt awful. Only to forget about it for a moment after seeing Patch, active and ready, jump off my desk. He ran in a panic trying to find anything to help take the pain away. When seeing it was no use, much like last time, he gave him me his famous chocolate bar and hugged my leg as he cried. I just rubbed his head softly, thanked him for the candy, and took my painkillers.

My hypothesis is that the organs that have more than one function are too complicated to replace; or organs aren't overall complicated. Human lungs, heart and skin have a very straight forward design and propose in the body. Heart is meant to keep the body alive and pump blood, lungs keep the body breathing and skin protects the inside from forgein items outside. Where as the human brain has a much much more complex network to replicate.

It would be one thing to try and make a brain, but it has to have the very complex blueprint to make it. The brain keeps the body alive but it also controls every working part of said body. It has it moving, talking, a personality all to its own, and stored memories from past to present. Were Patch to replace the part having had the seizure, all other key components need to be present as well. That's why that test failed and ordinary parts continue to have success. I'm wanting to see if bones are in the same category as the brain or with the other replaced organs.

I sent out the request about a month ago, not expecting a speedy response but had gonna it sooner than thought. After being called in, going over my plan and getting the approval from the board: the wheels were set in motion. Two D-class were to be sent to my office and a testing chamber set for our arrival. I made sure to pick out a personal gaurd that will bring and carry out Patch with care.

I made my way back to the office and watch for the D-class to come. I checked the small locker I have placed Patch in and saw he had already been taken. With the ease setting in, I sat at my desk and looked over the files of the two coming. One was purely to make sure Patch is working properly. The other, most important, for my test and research.

D-class 2516: Matthew James, medical files show he's been born with an irregular sized heart. Matthew has been living with a pacemaker for most of his life. Being one of the few people to be needing one at such a young age. He is similar to a test done in Patch's first year with foundation. The difference being the size of the heart itself and not dealing with it having a disease.

D-class 3017: Mason Eddwood, medical files show that he doesn't have any noteworthy illnesses. Just a recently broken arm that will be tested on. Fresh and raw is the best for a test like this. As strange or messed up as it sounds, but that is the way of science. Rather this foundations more often than not. Not complained as long as it doesn't have to do with "other" SCP. I'd like to stay in my side and far way from others.

Just as I was about to get myself annoyed again, the door to my office opened. I turned in my chair to see the worn pair in my room. Neither looked happy nor excited to be called into my office. Much less Mason, who just had a cast placed on. So many D-class have the look on their faces when being unlucky enough to survive past testing. Never even meeting any face to face, they look at me with such distaste. An unwritten rule among D-class: all that wear a white lab coat want you die.

"Thank you both for coming so quickly. I've been wanting to get this test over and done with. The sooner I get the data, the earliest I can submit the reports," I said.

"Yeah, yeah. Let's just get this over with. We either go in dying, injured or mentally screwed. I'd rather not waste anytime either," Matthew said with a slight growl. Him being the oldest of the two, no surprise seeing him act this way.

"Hmph," Mason rolled his eyes, looking indifferent. "At least you have all your body parts working. Smaller chance in me making it out with one working arm."

Matthew glared and was going to snap back but I chimed in before he could.

"Now, now enough of that. I get it, I do. Scientist of the madhouse only need D-class for horrifying tests to be done. D-class are then never heard from again. I've seen and been through enough to know the song and dance. So long as both of those have nothing to do with Dr. Bright," I sighed with an annoyed look of my own. "But before any form of testing can begin. I request you both to go and retrieve some needed supplies. There is the list of items and what room to get them."

They looked to me in surprise as Matthew took the list I held to them. He read it over and stared at it for 5 minutes before showing it to Mason. He had the same reaction and they both looked to me. I'd normally make the run myself die to this very reaction other give. Unless they are familiar with 2295, all restock is normally left to me. Help is always good to have when I need it, of course.

"Uhhhh, the hell is this? Some kind of joke or prank?" Matthew asked, sounding more annoyed now.

"No, Mr. James, it's not a prank or joke. If you want a sick joke played on you, please go see Dr. Bright. He'll be more to what you're expecting." I responded, stone-faced. "Now, I'll say this again, get what's on the list and report back here. If I have to order you both again, I'll make sure you both go to an actually dangerous SCP."

He frowned with a snarl and just turned out the room. Mason looked to me for a moment, then followed behind after him. I sighed, laying back in my chair. D-class are of all walks of life, brought here not knowing what they are getting into. Like being thrown into a pitch-black room with only a match as a source of light. I've learned to keep a strong face, stand my ground, and remind them who here is their superior. Want a cold-hearted doctor? Sure, I can play that role very nicely.

Ten minutes later they had returned with the basket of fabrics, yarns, threads, and quilts. All are of different materials, colors and texture. Along with a large bag of stuffing being carried by Mason. Happy to see he has it given the healing his arm still needs. That I'm hoping Patch will be able to fix.

With a warm smile, I said, "Now then, let's get going. I don't want the real doctor waiting on us any longer."

"The real doctor?" they both said together, now looking even more confused. Only following after as I lead the way to start testing at least.