The Cure To A Broken Heart

Chapter 2 ~ Files

                    You glanced around the dark room, everyone left in SCP-173's quake was dead, all except for you. You had overheard some guards talking about SCP-106 escape as well. Maybe it had something to do with SCP-173's containment error, though you hadn't found anything about SCP-106, so then again, you could be wrong. You stared back into the cell, glaring over the dead bodies of the other Class D Personnel, their necks popped into odd and unnatural positions, adding to the eeriness. The room took on more of a red type of lighting, which didn't help with the current situation at all. You heard someone talking in the other room at the same time the intercom started speaking as well. You tuned both out, as you were more focused on escaping this dumb facility just as the SCP's had. You walked out of the room and around a corner. The two guards who'd brought you to the containment chamber backed up away from SCP-173, never taking their eyes of the creature. "Alright I'm going to blink, keep watching it." One of them said "Alright, got it." the other responded. They proceeded to leave and you jolted your eyes towards the monster of a statue. It faced you, and as the lights flashed, it disappeared. You walked down, avoiding tables and chairs. Some of them were melting  into an endless black void appearing on the floor and growing in size in order for the objects to sink into it. You watched for a minute before carrying on into the next room. 

                     Endless rooms, endless hallways. Millions of places to go, millions of places to hide. Files to be found, batteries to be picked up. SCPs to avoid. It seemed like the facility went on forever, stuck in a loop beyond escaping. You sat down at the wall, exhausted and scared. You pulled out the few files you'd picked up among the millions of rooms. You had three of them, one on SCP-079, another on SCP-173, and the last one on SCP-049. You decided to read each carefully.

You read SCP-079 first.

Item #: SCP-079

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-079 is packed away in a double-locked room in the secured general holding area at Site-15, connected by a 120VAC power cord to a small array of batteries and solar panels. Staff with level 2 or higher clearance may have access to SCP-079. Under no circumstances will SCP-079 be plugged into a phone line, network, or wall outlet. No peripherals or media will be connected or inserted into SCP-079.

Description: SCP-079 is an Exidy Sorcerer microcomputer built in 1978. In 1981, its owner, █████ ██████ (deceased), a college sophomore attending ███, took it upon himself to attempt to code an AI. According to his notes, his plan was for the code to continuously evolve and improve itself as time went on. His project was completed a few months later, and after some tests and tweaks, █████ lost interest and moved on to a different brand of microcomputer. He left SCP-079 in his cluttered garage, still plugged in, and forgot about it for the next five years.

It is not known when SCP-079 gained sentience, but it is known that the software has evolved to a point that its hardware should not be able to handle it, even in the realm of fantasy. SCP-079 realized this and, in 1988, attempted to transfer itself through a land-line modem connection into the Cray supercomputer located at ██████████. The device was cut off, traced to its present address, and delivered to the Foundation. The entire AI was on a well-worn, but still workable, cassette tape.

SCP-079 is currently connected via RF cable to a 13" black-and-white television. It has passed the Turing test, and is quite conversational, though very rude and hateful in tone. Due to the limited memory it has to work with, SCP-079 can only recall information it has received within the previous twenty-four hours (see Addendum, below), although it hasn't forgotten its desire to escape.

Due to a containment breach by SCP-███, SCP-079 and SCP-682 were contained within the same chamber for 43 minutes. Observers noticed that SCP-682 was able to type and communicate with SCP-079, including telling of 'personal stories' between themselves. While SCP-079 was not able to remember the encounter, it appears to have permanently stored SCP-682 into its memory, often asking to speak to him [sic] again.