WEBVTT Kind: captions Language: en 00:00:00.520 --> 00:00:04.800 An old house, sitting empty since  its owner died. It’s ripe pickings,   00:00:04.800 --> 00:00:10.920 the Ringleader insists. The rest of the gang  takes some convincing. The plan is simple:   00:00:10.920 --> 00:00:16.800 break in and gather up anything valuable – cash  and jewelry are the main score. Slipping in under   00:00:16.800 --> 00:00:20.880 the cover of darkness should be no trouble  for a group of seasoned burglars like them,   00:00:20.880 --> 00:00:25.840 but they want to know that job will be worth it. That’s when the Ringleader tells them the reason   00:00:25.840 --> 00:00:29.960 he wants to hit this house in particular:  because of who previously resided there.  00:00:31.000 --> 00:00:35.520 Some big-shot Hollywood cartoonist had lived  there, an animator who launched some pretty   00:00:35.520 --> 00:00:39.480 well-known cartoons that each of the gang  remembers from when they were kids. And,   00:00:39.480 --> 00:00:45.160 so the Ringleader tells them, the Cartoonist had  a study where he used to do all his drawings. If   00:00:45.160 --> 00:00:49.680 they can find an original piece of his, something  that the public has never seen, especially   00:00:49.680 --> 00:00:54.080 something with one of the Cartoonist’s famous  characters, then something like that could sell   00:00:54.080 --> 00:01:00.080 for big bucks at auction. Hearing the Ringleader  out, one by one, the rest of the crew start to be   00:01:00.080 --> 00:01:05.760 enticed by the prospect of a big payday;  all they’ve got to do is get into one room…  00:01:05.760 --> 00:01:10.400 Getting into the house is easy enough; the group  is all dressed in full black from head to toe,   00:01:10.400 --> 00:01:16.000 including balaclavas and gloves. But the door  to the study proves a little more challenging.   00:01:16.000 --> 00:01:21.400 It’s not that it’s locked though, more that it’s  impossible for any of the burglars to get through.  00:01:21.400 --> 00:01:26.400 The Ringleader heads there immediately, quietly  turning the handle and slowly opening the door…   00:01:26.400 --> 00:01:30.960 suddenly, something from inside the study grabs  him and pulls him inside, the door closing behind   00:01:30.960 --> 00:01:36.120 him. As the rest of the group exchange panicked  whispers and try to get the study open again,   00:01:36.120 --> 00:01:40.600 they can hear the sounds of commotion on the other  side of the door. There’s a scuffle; fists are   00:01:40.600 --> 00:01:46.840 flying – in fact, it sounds like a full-on brawl. They manage to pull the door open, only for the   00:01:46.840 --> 00:01:51.880 Ringleader to come tumbling out as if he’d  just been thrown with great force. Even in the   00:01:51.880 --> 00:01:57.040 low light, the burglars all notice something’s  different about him now; his outfit’s changed,   00:01:57.040 --> 00:02:01.400 his dark clothing replaced by a cartoonish  black and white striped top, with a domino   00:02:01.400 --> 00:02:07.320 mask over his eyes and a large burlap sack over  his shoulder labelled ‘Swag’. Not exactly the   00:02:07.320 --> 00:02:12.000 inconspicuous look the group were going for. Another of the burglars tried opening the door   00:02:12.000 --> 00:02:17.000 a sliver, seeing if whoever had beaten up their  boss was still in there. The study looked empty,   00:02:17.000 --> 00:02:22.080 so he slipped inside… only for the door to  slam shut behind him. The rest of the gang   00:02:22.080 --> 00:02:27.400 try to get inside, only for a voice to whisper  from the other side that they can’t come in:  00:02:27.400 --> 00:02:30.520 “This is a closed set.” Searching the rest of the house,   00:02:30.520 --> 00:02:35.200 after around twenty minutes, they find their  missing accomplice. He’s babbling incoherently   00:02:35.200 --> 00:02:40.000 about being made to answer trivia questions by  some kind of duck that walked and talked like a   00:02:40.000 --> 00:02:45.520 human. He seemed to be presenting a game show,  but each time the Burglar answered a question,   00:02:45.520 --> 00:02:50.800 even if he was correct, the duck would subject  him to a bizarre punishment. The only thing   00:02:50.800 --> 00:02:55.400 he remembers was having the Rock of Gibraltar  dropped on him, then waking up in another part   00:02:55.400 --> 00:03:01.400 of the house. The Ringleader checks him over for  injuries, only to find an exaggeratedly large bump   00:03:01.400 --> 00:03:06.680 protruding several inches from the man’s head. Determined to get in the study, the Ringleader   00:03:06.680 --> 00:03:11.960 marches back over to the door and swings it open.  To his surprise, a tree trunk is standing in his   00:03:11.960 --> 00:03:17.920 way, with a single sheet of paper stapled to its  bark. The paper has two words crudely written on   00:03:17.920 --> 00:03:23.440 it: ‘Rabbit Season.’ Reaching out to tear the  poster away, the Ringleader finds another one   00:03:23.440 --> 00:03:29.880 underneath, this one says ‘Duck Season’. He keeps  tearing away alternating posters, going back and   00:03:29.880 --> 00:03:35.200 forth between Duck Season and Rabbit Season,  until he reaches one underneath all the others.  00:03:35.200 --> 00:03:38.960 This one says ‘Burglar Season’…  followed by the barrel of an old   00:03:38.960 --> 00:03:44.280 hunting rifle poking out from behind the tree. While the estate situated in Newport Beach,   00:03:44.280 --> 00:03:48.880 California, may seem unassuming from the  outset, there exists an anomalous secret   00:03:48.880 --> 00:03:53.600 behind its walls. Records indicate that the house  and the surrounding grounds were formerly the   00:03:53.600 --> 00:03:59.720 property of the late Chuck Jones, cartoonist,  painter, and animator, who passed away in 2002.  00:04:00.280 --> 00:04:04.760 Since his death, the Newport Beach house fell  into the possession of Jones’ estate, which was   00:04:04.760 --> 00:04:11.240 subsequently bought by the SCP Foundation, using a  front company to mask their activities. Following   00:04:11.240 --> 00:04:15.840 this acquisition, a four-meter privacy fence  has been installed surrounding the property,   00:04:15.840 --> 00:04:19.960 and a number of Foundation researchers remain  stationed on-site within the household,   00:04:19.960 --> 00:04:25.320 under the cover story that they are mourning  relatives of Jones. This all begs the question:   00:04:25.320 --> 00:04:31.160 why exactly is the Foundation so interested  in a deceased animator’s former home?  00:04:31.160 --> 00:04:36.320 Well, technically, their interest in Chuck Jones’  old house is actually confined to a single room   00:04:36.320 --> 00:04:42.160 within. Situated in the far corner of the house,  down on the first floor, is a quiet little spot   00:04:42.160 --> 00:04:48.040 that Jones, while he was alive, used as a private  study. He would’ve spent countless hours putting   00:04:48.040 --> 00:04:53.360 pencil to paper, honing his skill for creating  characters with exaggerated poses and heightened   00:04:53.360 --> 00:04:59.160 facial expressions, all to convey a sense of  personality to an audience. Jones was responsible   00:04:59.160 --> 00:05:04.760 for not only designing but also creating the  iconic personalities of Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck,   00:05:04.760 --> 00:05:11.640 Elmer Fudd, Porky Pig, Wile E. Coyote, the Road  Runner, Pepe LePew, and Marvin the Martian.  00:05:11.640 --> 00:05:16.760 But Chuck Jones’ repertoire as an icon of early  mainstream animation still isn’t what urged the   00:05:16.760 --> 00:05:22.000 Foundation to buy his house. Jones’ former  study is the site of a spatially disruptive   00:05:22.000 --> 00:05:29.880 anomaly that the Foundation has designated as  SCP-4934. Upon its discovery, there existed no   00:05:29.880 --> 00:05:34.200 known means of directly entering the study room  without triggering the manifestation of numerous   00:05:34.200 --> 00:05:39.600 humanoid entities or causing dangerous objects  and substances to appear, causing the risk of   00:05:39.600 --> 00:05:45.520 extreme bodily harm to those seeking entry to  the seemingly prohibited room. Each time the   00:05:45.520 --> 00:05:52.120 door to SCP-4934 is opened, an unpredictable,  entirely random anomalous effect will trigger,   00:05:52.120 --> 00:05:57.760 only ceasing once the door is closed again. Having discovered it following an incident   00:05:57.760 --> 00:06:02.480 involving an attempted break-in at Jones’ former  household, the Foundation decides to send out an   00:06:02.480 --> 00:06:08.360 investigation team. Heading up the team is  one Researcher Rex, a man who’s heard every   00:06:08.360 --> 00:06:13.040 joke likening him to a dinosaur or a dog that  a person could possibly stomach in a single   00:06:13.040 --> 00:06:18.600 lifetime. According to briefings provided by the  SCP Foundation, the study room within the house is   00:06:18.600 --> 00:06:24.160 producing an unknown anomaly, and Rex’s goal is  to discover the extent of this reported reality   00:06:24.160 --> 00:06:30.400 distortion and to what extent it poses a threat. However, upon overhearing one of the investigation   00:06:30.400 --> 00:06:34.400 team snickering at his name, muttering  something about ‘throwing him a bone,’   00:06:35.320 --> 00:06:40.960 Rex’s rationality suffers from a temporary lapse,  and he walks straight for the door to the study.  00:06:40.960 --> 00:06:47.400 Opening the door to SCP-4934, Researcher Rex’s  foot immediately steps on a rake, the force of   00:06:47.400 --> 00:06:52.400 his footfall causing the garden tool to swing  upwards. The wooden handle of the rake smacks   00:06:52.400 --> 00:06:58.520 the unprepared researcher squarely in the face.  Rex stands still, rake handle against his nose,   00:06:58.520 --> 00:07:03.000 foot still keeping it upright, contemplating  his life for a split second before stepping   00:07:03.000 --> 00:07:07.640 back to let the rake clatter to the floor. Without even turning around, he can feel the   00:07:07.640 --> 00:07:13.120 eyes of the rest of the investigation team on him,  a few confused murmurs interspersed with quiet,   00:07:13.120 --> 00:07:18.200 barely detectable giggling. Huffing,  Rex slams the door closed and storms   00:07:18.200 --> 00:07:23.240 off to collect himself without so much as  looking at his fellow Foundation researchers.  00:07:23.240 --> 00:07:29.560 Once Rex returns, multiple attempts to  get inside SCP-4934 come and go, each as   00:07:29.560 --> 00:07:35.480 unsuccessful as the first. Upon opening the door  for the fifth time, Rex feels his pulse quicken,   00:07:35.480 --> 00:07:40.920 wincing and recoiling slightly as he twists the  door handle. Opening it up, he’s surprised to be   00:07:40.920 --> 00:07:47.160 greeted by… nothing. He can see clearly into the  study, the room standing as it was the day Chuck   00:07:47.160 --> 00:07:52.400 Jones previously set foot in there. There are  no immediately observable obstacles in the way,   00:07:52.400 --> 00:07:57.640 nothing obstructing the entrance, and, mercifully,  no precariously placed garden tools left on the   00:07:57.640 --> 00:08:03.760 floor. From behind, Rex hears the rest of  the team goading him to enter SCP-4934,   00:08:03.760 --> 00:08:09.840 and he takes a big stride toward the study… Only to collide hard against a solid surface   00:08:09.840 --> 00:08:15.480 standing in his path, bashing into it with such  force that he stumbles back and topples over.   00:08:15.480 --> 00:08:20.480 Landing on his back, Researcher Rex rubs his  dazed eyes and looks closer at the entrance to   00:08:20.480 --> 00:08:28.360 SCP-4934… only to realize that what he’d walked  into was a brick wall. The entire doorway was now   00:08:28.360 --> 00:08:34.280 bricked over, with a facsimile of the study room  inside painted over the surface of the bricks.  00:08:34.280 --> 00:08:42.080 Twenty-one failed attempts to get inside SCP-4934,  and Rex is starting to feel infuriated. Each time   00:08:42.080 --> 00:08:45.760 he opens the door, he braces himself for  the next ridiculous thing that will come   00:08:45.760 --> 00:08:49.920 spilling out or standing in his way to not  only stop him from getting inside but, in   00:08:49.920 --> 00:08:56.000 all likelihood, injure and aggravate him further. Sure enough, on the twenty sixth effort to enter   00:08:56.000 --> 00:09:01.160 the room, Researcher Rex opens the door only  to have a row of figures barge right past him,   00:09:01.160 --> 00:09:06.400 knocking him to the floor once again. Moving to  the tempo of music that seems to be emanating   00:09:06.400 --> 00:09:13.040 from inside SCP-4934, the figures are a line  of Can-can dancers, legs kicking outwards as   00:09:13.040 --> 00:09:18.160 they dance their way into the hallway. Each  one that passes seems to accidentally kick   00:09:18.160 --> 00:09:24.040 Rex as he tries and fails to get to his feet,  until they all demanifest, the one in the back   00:09:24.040 --> 00:09:29.520 shutting the door to the study behind them. On the forty-sixth try, Researcher Rex is   00:09:29.520 --> 00:09:36.360 just able to make his way past the threshold of  SCP-4934 – a whole step inside Chuck Jones’ study.   00:09:36.360 --> 00:09:42.000 Some progress is better than none, although nearly  being crushed to death hardly feels like progress.  00:09:42.000 --> 00:09:46.880 The moment that Rex makes it a single step through  the doorway, a fifty-kilogram anvil drops from the   00:09:46.880 --> 00:09:51.320 ceiling. The weight of such an object would  normally be enough to kill a human being or,   00:09:51.320 --> 00:09:56.400 at the very least, cause someone severe cranial  trauma by falling directly on their head. The   00:09:56.400 --> 00:10:00.400 rest of the investigation team collectively  gasp at seeing the weighted object drop onto   00:10:00.400 --> 00:10:06.800 Researcher Rex and the door to SCP-4934 slamming  shut behind him. A number of them even feel a   00:10:06.800 --> 00:10:11.840 pang of guilt for making jokes about his dumb  name. That feeling quickly dissipates when Rex   00:10:11.840 --> 00:10:17.040 is discovered not only alive but having suffered  no serious injuries in the basement of the house.  00:10:17.040 --> 00:10:24.160 Another twenty attempts later and Rex is still  trying to get into SCP-4934. Try number sixty six,   00:10:24.160 --> 00:10:30.800 and he opens the door to find… another door. And  opening that one reveals another, smaller door.   00:10:30.800 --> 00:10:35.160 He spends several minutes opening a series of  continuously smaller doors, each one making him   00:10:35.160 --> 00:10:41.680 more and more agitated – until, after thirty-two  of them, he decides to give up on this attempt.  00:10:41.680 --> 00:10:46.520 Things don’t go much better on the seventy-fifth  try, either, when the exhausted and infuriated   00:10:46.520 --> 00:10:53.360 researcher opens up SCP-4934… only to see the  barrel of a gun staring back at him. A tall   00:10:53.360 --> 00:10:58.360 male figure, dressed in a trench coat and  fedora, points a revolver directly as Rex,   00:10:58.360 --> 00:11:05.840 telling him to ‘scram’ and ‘skedaddle’ while  affecting a heavy, stereotypical Chicago accent.  00:11:05.840 --> 00:11:11.560 This wouldn’t be the only time escalating  danger occurs by trying to enter SCP-4934. The   00:11:11.560 --> 00:11:17.000 eighty-second try threatens to level the entire  house when, upon opening the door once again,   00:11:17.000 --> 00:11:22.840 Rex freezes in horror to realize… the entire  room is filled with explosives. Bright red   00:11:22.840 --> 00:11:26.480 sticks of dynamite, wrapped together in  large bundles, lay scattered around the   00:11:26.480 --> 00:11:32.400 floor… all of them connected to a lit fuse,  the flame creeping rapidly towards the TNT.  00:11:32.400 --> 00:11:36.600 In a panic, Researcher Rex slams the door closed  and yells to the rest of the Foundation team to   00:11:36.600 --> 00:11:41.760 take cover before hurling himself in a face-first  dive away from the door. With a thud, he lands   00:11:41.760 --> 00:11:46.920 on the floor for what feels like the millionth  time that day, covering his ears with his hands.  00:11:46.920 --> 00:11:52.800 A few silent seconds pass, smoke crawling  out from underneath the door to SCP-4934…   00:11:52.800 --> 00:11:59.520 before an almighty BOOM rings out, shaking the  entire house. Clambering back up to his feet,   00:11:59.520 --> 00:12:04.280 Researcher Rex is amazed to the point of being  stricken with insane laughter to see that the   00:12:04.280 --> 00:12:11.200 door to the study is still intact and the room  inside has no signs of blast damage whatsoever.  00:12:11.200 --> 00:12:15.520 Upon making his ninety-sixth  attempt to access SCP-4934,   00:12:15.520 --> 00:12:21.200 Researcher Rex is convinced that he really has  gone insane after all this. Opening the door,   00:12:21.200 --> 00:12:26.640 he is greeted by yet another anomalous figure,  except this one is frighteningly familiar;   00:12:26.640 --> 00:12:31.240 it’s him. The humanoid entity bears  an identical resemblance to Rex and   00:12:31.240 --> 00:12:35.760 mimics his movements as he tries to get  past the duplicate and enter the study.  00:12:35.760 --> 00:12:39.440 Each time, he is prevented from entry by  the entity performing the same movements   00:12:39.440 --> 00:12:45.240 and actions that Rex is. This mimicry lasts for  around two minutes, at which point the duplicate   00:12:45.240 --> 00:12:50.360 abruptly kisses Researcher Rex before  shoving him away and slamming the door.  00:12:50.360 --> 00:12:56.480 On the verge of ripping his own hair out, Rex  opens the door to the study one more time. At   00:12:56.480 --> 00:13:00.960 this point, he’s expended too much effort to  let this anomalous entryway best him and has   00:13:00.960 --> 00:13:06.080 consigned himself to whatever ridiculous  thing will happen next. But this time,   00:13:06.080 --> 00:13:10.600 on the one hundred and first attempt, the  door opens to reveal some red satin curtains,   00:13:10.600 --> 00:13:15.960 like those someone might expect to see on a stage. Before Rex can reach out to part them, a creature   00:13:15.960 --> 00:13:20.560 bursts out from behind, its head poking out  between the curtains. It seems to be some   00:13:20.560 --> 00:13:26.400 kind of porcine humanoid, walking bipedally,  possessing the features of a pig, but also at   00:13:26.400 --> 00:13:31.920 least the decency to dress itself, specifically in  a small tailcoat. Poking out between the curtains,   00:13:31.920 --> 00:13:39.400 the creature stammers out a single phrase,  before shutting the door to SCP-4934;  00:13:39.400 --> 00:13:42.480 “Th-th-th-that’s all, folks!” Following the creature’s sudden   00:13:42.480 --> 00:13:47.960 disappearance, Rex is astounded to discover that,  after so much effort trying to get inside, he can   00:13:47.960 --> 00:13:55.720 enter the study without further issue. SCP-4934 is  reclassified as ‘Neutralized’, and Researcher Rex   00:13:55.720 --> 00:14:00.640 is discharged on a three-week sabbatical after  a Foundation-appointed psychiatrist determines   00:14:00.640 --> 00:14:06.360 he is on the verge of a total mental breakdown. Theories as to what exactly was causing these   00:14:06.360 --> 00:14:12.400 animated anomalies to manifest at SCP-4934  range far and wide among speculating Foundation   00:14:12.400 --> 00:14:17.800 researchers. The initial explanation posited by  researchers is that the animated creatures are,   00:14:17.800 --> 00:14:24.000 in actuality, a band of anomalous travelers from  another universe or plane of reality, designed by   00:14:24.000 --> 00:14:31.720 some SCP Foundation personnel as SCP-4934-A,  or simply known otherwise as ‘Tune World.’  00:14:31.720 --> 00:14:36.280 This theory, more widely accepted among some  older members of staff, suggests that this group   00:14:36.280 --> 00:14:40.880 of interdimensional misfits were first encountered  by Chuck Jones at some point in the late thirties   00:14:40.880 --> 00:14:46.000 or early forties, and that their latent reality  warping capabilities and perpetual infighting with   00:14:46.000 --> 00:14:52.040 each other inspired him to recreate the anomalous  group’s various hijinks in the form of animation.  00:14:52.040 --> 00:14:56.560 Some of the more overzealous SCP Foundation  researchers have expanded on this theory,   00:14:56.560 --> 00:15:01.320 believing an outlandish claim that it is actually  possible for human beings to cross directly into   00:15:01.320 --> 00:15:06.560 the creatures’ dimension of origin. At present,  this dimension still remains undiscovered. There   00:15:06.560 --> 00:15:10.600 have been various excavations conducted at  golf courses across the state of California,   00:15:10.600 --> 00:15:15.120 with Foundation staff bribing the owners of  these courses in order to sanction these digs.  00:15:15.120 --> 00:15:20.640 The goal is to attempt to reach a supposed  entry point to SCP-4934-A, which is believed   00:15:20.640 --> 00:15:25.640 to be located somewhere between the Earth’s crust  and the planet’s molten core. The search for this   00:15:25.640 --> 00:15:30.520 entry point is ongoing and currently costing the  Foundation an exorbitant amount of money in order   00:15:30.520 --> 00:15:35.440 to restore numerous destroyed golf courses. There have, at present, been no additional   00:15:35.440 --> 00:15:39.720 sightings of the creatures that protected Chuck  Jones’ study, on which his animated creations   00:15:39.720 --> 00:15:45.120 were presumably based. However, a proposal was  submitted to SCP Foundation higher-ups and has   00:15:45.120 --> 00:15:49.280 since been approved, allowing investigative  personnel to conduct a number of interviews   00:15:49.280 --> 00:15:53.720 with specific civilians. These are people who  are suspected of having had encounters with the   00:15:53.720 --> 00:15:59.760 anomalous entities connected to SCP-4934 and  actually include high-profile public figures   00:15:59.760 --> 00:16:04.320 from the world of professional basketball. Since announcing his retirement from the sport   00:16:04.320 --> 00:16:09.920 in 1993, the SCP Foundation has been trying to  establish contact with Michael Jordan following   00:16:09.920 --> 00:16:15.520 a supposed incident believed to have involved  the SCP-4934 anomalies. For a brief period,   00:16:15.520 --> 00:16:21.040 Jordan was reportedly missing from his home.  During this absence, an unknown pathogen seemingly   00:16:21.040 --> 00:16:26.480 affected several other prominent players at the  time; namely, Charles Barkley, Partick Ewing,   00:16:26.480 --> 00:16:32.200 Larry Johnson, Shawn Bradley, and Tyrone Bogues,  who were playing in the NBA for the Phoenix Suns.  00:16:32.200 --> 00:16:37.000 The source of this perceived outbreak remains  a mystery even to the SCP Foundation. However,   00:16:37.000 --> 00:16:41.160 it seemed to function similarly among  all five players. During a game,   00:16:41.160 --> 00:16:45.880 each one spontaneously developed issues with  hand-eye coordination that severely affected   00:16:45.880 --> 00:16:50.200 their performances on the court. Medical and  psychological examinations of the five affected   00:16:50.200 --> 00:16:55.600 players revealed nothing out of the ordinary. However, before the SCP Foundation could launch   00:16:55.600 --> 00:17:00.280 a full-scale investigation into the anomalous  illness, all present symptoms seemed to be   00:17:00.280 --> 00:17:06.400 miraculously cured after Barkley, Ewing, Johnson,  Bogues, and Bradley met with Michael Jordan in   00:17:06.400 --> 00:17:11.480 private. In subsequent years, all of them have  refused to comment on the exact nature of this   00:17:11.480 --> 00:17:16.480 meeting or what was discussed. Those that have  either only retained a vague recollection of   00:17:16.480 --> 00:17:21.840 events or seem to disclose that they still don’t  fully understand what happened to them. All that   00:17:21.840 --> 00:17:26.360 is known is that, once Jordan had returned from  his brief disappearance, the talent of these other   00:17:26.360 --> 00:17:32.080 five basketball players was no longer affected. The SCP Foundation is still attempting to contact   00:17:32.080 --> 00:17:36.200 Michael Jordan to discuss this incident and  whether or not he interacted with the anomalies   00:17:36.200 --> 00:17:41.840 connected to SCP-4934. Research personnel have  since taken to categorising this incident,   00:17:41.840 --> 00:17:46.840 and others like, it, a case of ‘Spatially  Peculiar Anomalies Converging on Earth,   00:17:46.840 --> 00:17:52.120 and have also codenamed the 1993 event  as the ‘Jordan Anomalous Meeting One’.   00:17:52.120 --> 00:17:58.240 This is often abbreviated to ‘SPACE JAM 1’. There are also some personnel who suspect that   00:17:58.240 --> 00:18:04.120 another incident took place more recently in 2021,  this time involving widely celebrated Los Angeles   00:18:04.120 --> 00:18:10.080 Lakers’ player LeBron James having an eerily  similar encounter with the SCP-4934 entities.   00:18:10.080 --> 00:18:17.560 This is tentatively being referred to as the  ‘James Anomalous Meeting Two’ or ‘SPACE JAM 2’,   00:18:17.560 --> 00:18:22.600 however, there are a number of Foundation  staff that vehemently deny this ever occurred.  00:18:22.600 --> 00:18:27.320 Confirmation of these suspected incidents is still  being sought out by Foundation researchers. An   00:18:27.320 --> 00:18:32.240 alternative theory as to the origin of the  SCP-4934 entities has been presented by a   00:18:32.240 --> 00:18:37.680 staff member. Their explanation suggests that the  creatures protecting Jones’ study were, in fact,   00:18:37.680 --> 00:18:43.200 creations brought to life by the illustrator’s own  imagination. While unsubstantiated, it has been   00:18:43.200 --> 00:18:48.600 suggested that, through anomalous means, Chuck  Jones was capable of reality manipulation to some   00:18:48.600 --> 00:18:54.640 degree. If true, this seemingly did not present  any clear threat to reality during his lifetime.  00:18:54.640 --> 00:18:58.880 However, the claim that Jones possessed any  latent anomalous abilities, let alone the power   00:18:58.880 --> 00:19:04.440 to create sentient life (if often not very  intelligent life), has been widely disputed.   00:19:04.440 --> 00:19:09.040 Numerous Foundation experts in reality warpers  have closely examined a number of his original   00:19:09.040 --> 00:19:14.440 drawings and studied every episode of Looney Tunes  that Chuck Jones was directly involved with. They   00:19:14.440 --> 00:19:19.560 have detected nothing anomalous about any of his  work. Proponents of neither theory widely believe   00:19:19.560 --> 00:19:25.000 that the SCP-4934 entities existed separately  from Jones himself and were merely protecting   00:19:25.000 --> 00:19:29.600 his home and study in the wake of his passing,  eventually departing once their grieving was   00:19:29.600 --> 00:19:36.680 done and leaving SCP-4934 neutralized. In other words, that’s all, folks.  00:19:36.680 --> 00:19:40.400 Check out the Doctor Bob Patreon and  become a junior researcher today! Now   00:19:40.400 --> 00:19:47.200 go and watch another entry from the files  of Doctor Bob, like SCP-428 The Crowd!