WEBVTT Kind: captions Language: en 00:00:00.890 --> 00:00:05.399 The early morning sun rises, casting its radiance over the field. 00:00:05.399 --> 00:00:08.320 The shepherd stands guard, watching his sheep graze. 00:00:08.320 --> 00:00:13.510 It’s a beautiful morning, the sheep are quiet, and his loyal dog is at his side, but 00:00:13.510 --> 00:00:15.210 the shepherd is perturbed. 00:00:15.210 --> 00:00:18.240 He is certain that there are sheep missing. 00:00:18.240 --> 00:00:22.419 He wanders through the field, counting the sheep off one by one, but no matter how many 00:00:22.419 --> 00:00:25.390 times he counts he simply cannot make the numbers gel. 00:00:25.390 --> 00:00:27.849 There are definitely five sheep missing. 00:00:27.849 --> 00:00:29.759 How is this even possible? 00:00:29.759 --> 00:00:32.509 His family has been in the sheep herding business for generations. 00:00:32.509 --> 00:00:36.699 They survive on the money that they make from shearing, selling, and spinning the wool from 00:00:36.699 --> 00:00:37.699 these sheep. 00:00:37.699 --> 00:00:41.949 They can’t afford to simply lose sheep – that’s money directly from the family wallet, food 00:00:41.949 --> 00:00:44.340 directly off the family table! 00:00:44.340 --> 00:00:46.480 But even worse, it’s a matter of pride. 00:00:46.480 --> 00:00:50.519 He likes to think of himself as a good shepherd who cares about his flock. 00:00:50.519 --> 00:00:54.630 Losing a single sheep is a failure of his responsibility to his charges and he can’t 00:00:54.630 --> 00:00:55.630 stand it. 00:00:55.630 --> 00:00:59.120 He knows that if he returns to the farm without those five missing sheep, he’s going to 00:00:59.120 --> 00:01:00.219 be in big trouble. 00:01:00.219 --> 00:01:03.579 He’s already thinking about the lecture he’s going to get from his father. 00:01:03.579 --> 00:01:04.960 And that’s if he’s lucky! 00:01:04.960 --> 00:01:06.490 One missing sheep might be forgiven. 00:01:06.490 --> 00:01:07.659 But five? 00:01:07.659 --> 00:01:11.350 He’ll be lucky if his family doesn’t throw him out of the house for his failure. 00:01:11.350 --> 00:01:14.720 It’s imperative that he find them and bring them back. 00:01:14.720 --> 00:01:17.280 He pats the head of his trusty sheep dog. 00:01:17.280 --> 00:01:21.240 Every shepherd, of course, has a sheep dog to help them keep their flock safe. 00:01:21.240 --> 00:01:25.369 His dog has been with him for many years and she has never failed in the past. 00:01:25.369 --> 00:01:29.009 She keeps watch over the flock as if they were her own puppies, so the shepherd thinks 00:01:29.009 --> 00:01:32.930 it very strange that his dog didn’t bark to sound the alarm when the missing sheep 00:01:32.930 --> 00:01:34.610 started to wander off. 00:01:34.610 --> 00:01:37.640 Could something more sinister be at play here? 00:01:37.640 --> 00:01:38.740 Maybe someone stole his sheep? 00:01:38.740 --> 00:01:42.850 If a thief came during the night to sneak away with the lost sheep, that might explain 00:01:42.850 --> 00:01:45.500 why they were able to get away without his dog knowing. 00:01:45.500 --> 00:01:49.990 They might have been clever enough to cause some kind of distraction to keep her busy? 00:01:49.990 --> 00:01:53.930 The shepherd notices that the fence at the edge of the field is broken. 00:01:53.930 --> 00:01:56.189 This must be how the missing sheep got away. 00:01:56.189 --> 00:01:57.720 He examines the splintered wood. 00:01:57.720 --> 00:02:01.899 It’s not a natural break, because the wood is sturdy and far from rotten. 00:02:01.899 --> 00:02:06.700 Someone… or something... must have broken the fence sometime last night. 00:02:06.700 --> 00:02:09.640 He clutches at his shepherd’s crook, his brow set in determination. 00:02:09.640 --> 00:02:11.140 This isn’t good. 00:02:11.140 --> 00:02:15.200 It’s looking more and more likely that thieves are behind this disappearance. 00:02:15.200 --> 00:02:18.420 He needs to track them down, but he will have to be careful. 00:02:18.420 --> 00:02:21.989 Sheep thieves are usually desperate men and they might resort to violence to protect their 00:02:21.989 --> 00:02:23.230 ill-gotten gains. 00:02:23.230 --> 00:02:27.950 A glint of sunlight flashes against something shiny caught on the fence, catching the shepherd’s 00:02:27.950 --> 00:02:28.950 eye. 00:02:28.950 --> 00:02:30.900 He scoops it up and examines it closely. 00:02:30.900 --> 00:02:33.330 It looks like a scrap of fabric. 00:02:33.330 --> 00:02:36.940 Could it be that the thief snagged his clothes against the fence as he made his escape? 00:02:36.940 --> 00:02:40.959 The fabric is thin and brittle and doesn’t look like any sort of material that the shepherd 00:02:40.959 --> 00:02:42.540 has ever seen before. 00:02:42.540 --> 00:02:45.239 It more resembles a scrap of snakeskin than a scrap of shirt. 00:02:45.239 --> 00:02:48.170 But it’s his only lead, so it will have to do. 00:02:48.170 --> 00:02:52.010 He holds the scrap to his dog’s nose and allows her to sniff it. 00:02:52.010 --> 00:02:55.360 She snuffles at it and then immediately raises her ears, alert. 00:02:55.360 --> 00:02:58.310 He commands her to follow the scent and she obeys. 00:02:58.310 --> 00:03:00.819 She puts her nose to the ground and starts to track. 00:03:00.819 --> 00:03:02.269 He follows her. 00:03:02.269 --> 00:03:04.770 The dog leads him out of the field and across the way. 00:03:04.770 --> 00:03:08.489 He is surprised to see that she is leading him toward a nearby forest. 00:03:08.489 --> 00:03:10.050 He gulps in sudden fear. 00:03:10.050 --> 00:03:14.270 He’s never been into these woods and, in fact, his family has often warned him to stay 00:03:14.270 --> 00:03:15.709 away. 00:03:15.709 --> 00:03:19.959 Everyone in his village loves to repeat rumors that this forest is haunted, filled with all 00:03:19.959 --> 00:03:22.080 sorts of scary monsters and demons. 00:03:22.080 --> 00:03:25.060 Why would the sheep thief brave these cursed woods? 00:03:25.060 --> 00:03:27.549 On the other hand, that would make sense, though, wouldn’t it? 00:03:27.549 --> 00:03:31.330 A thief would need a lair that was hidden and difficult to approach, so that they wouldn’t 00:03:31.330 --> 00:03:33.140 have to worry about getting caught. 00:03:33.140 --> 00:03:35.189 These woods would be a perfect hiding place. 00:03:35.189 --> 00:03:37.860 Still, he can’t help but wonder. 00:03:37.860 --> 00:03:41.680 His dog lifts her head and whines at him, indicating that he should follow. 00:03:41.680 --> 00:03:44.659 He steels his resolve and continues on. 00:03:44.659 --> 00:03:48.909 His fingers clutch tightly to his staff, his knuckles going white with fear and tension. 00:03:48.909 --> 00:03:53.200 He’s almost convinced that he might see a monster here in these woods, and he’s 00:03:53.200 --> 00:03:55.250 ready to defend himself from the worst. 00:03:55.250 --> 00:03:58.690 Eventually, his dog leads him into an unexpected clearing. 00:03:58.690 --> 00:04:00.599 The shepherd blinks in amazement. 00:04:00.599 --> 00:04:05.209 Standing at the center of the glen is what appears to be the remains of an ancient temple! 00:04:05.209 --> 00:04:09.190 He hasn’t given much thought to the history of this place, to all the people who lived 00:04:09.190 --> 00:04:13.060 here in ancient times, and to what monuments they left behind. 00:04:13.060 --> 00:04:17.250 The crumbling ruins are overgrown with vines and the columns look like they might disintegrate 00:04:17.250 --> 00:04:18.320 at a touch. 00:04:18.320 --> 00:04:22.860 He wonders what ancient civilization might have built this lost citadel and what strange 00:04:22.860 --> 00:04:24.380 rites they might have performed here. 00:04:24.380 --> 00:04:28.920 But he doesn’t have time to wonder about that, because his dog is barreling ahead right 00:04:28.920 --> 00:04:32.980 through the ancient temple archway and into the interior of the building. 00:04:32.980 --> 00:04:36.300 He wants to turn and run, everything that he’s ever heard about these cursed woods 00:04:36.300 --> 00:04:40.920 makes him think that this is a very bad idea, but he knows he can’t return home without 00:04:40.920 --> 00:04:42.660 those sheep. 00:04:42.660 --> 00:04:46.670 Just as he’s about to enter the temple himself, he suddenly hears loud barking followed by 00:04:46.670 --> 00:04:47.920 whining and whimpering. 00:04:47.920 --> 00:04:51.040 He rushes inside and a terrifying sight meets his eyes. 00:04:51.040 --> 00:04:54.760 Indeed, it seems like his family was right when they said that these woods are full of 00:04:54.760 --> 00:04:55.760 monsters. 00:04:55.760 --> 00:04:57.990 Because his dog has cornered one right here! 00:04:57.990 --> 00:05:02.550 The creature looks like an overgrown lizard with scaly skin and a long, whip-like tail. 00:05:02.550 --> 00:05:06.700 Immediately, the shepherd surmises that the scrap of fabric that he found earlier didn’t 00:05:06.700 --> 00:05:11.160 come from a person’s clothes after all – it’s obviously a piece of shed skin, no doubt from 00:05:11.160 --> 00:05:12.790 this creature. 00:05:12.790 --> 00:05:16.670 That long tail definitely looks especially snake-like, so it’s no surprise to think 00:05:16.670 --> 00:05:20.330 that this thing might also shed skin just like a snake would. 00:05:20.330 --> 00:05:23.970 In the gloom of the temple, he can see his missing sheep standing in the corner, perfectly 00:05:23.970 --> 00:05:25.470 still and perfectly quiet. 00:05:25.470 --> 00:05:27.890 He’s surprised to see that they’re still alive… 00:05:27.890 --> 00:05:31.830 what kind of predator kidnaps its prey and then keeps it alive instead of devouring it 00:05:31.830 --> 00:05:32.830 instantly? 00:05:32.830 --> 00:05:37.660 It’s also very odd that the sheep are being so still, but it’s probably just that they’re 00:05:37.660 --> 00:05:38.660 petrified with fear. 00:05:38.660 --> 00:05:43.070 The good news, though, is that if his sheep are alive, that means he can rescue them. 00:05:43.070 --> 00:05:47.150 The creature spreads a large frill around its neck as it hisses, apparently hoping to 00:05:47.150 --> 00:05:48.980 intimidate the shepherd’s dog. 00:05:48.980 --> 00:05:51.680 The dog is not frightened, though, and only barks louder. 00:05:51.680 --> 00:05:55.300 She’s bravely guarded the shepherd’s flock for years and she’s never been one to back 00:05:55.300 --> 00:06:00.060 down from a fight even when she’s threatened by a bear or a wolf… so of course, she’s 00:06:00.060 --> 00:06:02.570 not going to back down from a lizard. 00:06:02.570 --> 00:06:06.430 The shepherd feels nervous being so close to this creature simply because it’s so 00:06:06.430 --> 00:06:10.460 strange, but the truth is that it doesn’t look like it could do that much damage. 00:06:10.460 --> 00:06:15.120 That hissing feels like bluffing, because, realistically, what’s it going to do? 00:06:15.120 --> 00:06:16.120 Bite? 00:06:16.120 --> 00:06:19.600 The shepherd is no expert but he’s never heard of a poisonous lizard. 00:06:19.600 --> 00:06:23.500 He steps forward to get a better look and the creature tenses; it’s obviously nervous. 00:06:23.500 --> 00:06:25.560 It’s not even that big. 00:06:25.560 --> 00:06:28.640 His dog is way bigger than this creature and shouldn’t have any trouble taking it in 00:06:28.640 --> 00:06:29.640 a fight. 00:06:29.640 --> 00:06:32.450 He’s seen his dog fight off rats bigger than this lizard. 00:06:32.450 --> 00:06:37.180 The creature spreads its frill again and hisses even more sharply, but that only makes the 00:06:37.180 --> 00:06:39.520 shepherd even more confident in his assessment. 00:06:39.520 --> 00:06:42.350 It’s trying to look bigger than it really is, he realizes. 00:06:42.350 --> 00:06:43.760 It’s trying to intimidate him. 00:06:43.760 --> 00:06:45.660 Well, that’s not going to work! 00:06:45.660 --> 00:06:49.690 But then, to his astonishment, his dog stops. 00:06:49.690 --> 00:06:53.300 The dog and the creature stare at one another so intently that the shepherd thinks they 00:06:53.300 --> 00:06:56.030 are actually gazing into one another’s eyes. 00:06:56.030 --> 00:07:00.290 After holding its gaze for a beat, the dog suddenly collapses. 00:07:00.290 --> 00:07:02.140 The shepherd yelps in fear and confusion. 00:07:02.140 --> 00:07:06.600 His first instinct is to run to his dog, to see if she’s hurt, but suddenly the creature 00:07:06.600 --> 00:07:08.130 turns its gaze on him. 00:07:08.130 --> 00:07:10.120 He stands, frozen. 00:07:10.120 --> 00:07:14.410 The creature’s eyes almost seem to cast a spell on him and he feels mesmerized, unable 00:07:14.410 --> 00:07:16.700 to move or even to think. 00:07:16.700 --> 00:07:21.840 All his thoughts drain away and the whole world starts to fade; nothing is real except 00:07:21.840 --> 00:07:24.640 those two malevolent red eyes. 00:07:24.640 --> 00:07:26.490 The shepherd is absolutely paralyzed. 00:07:26.490 --> 00:07:29.990 It’s not just terror, he finds that he can’t move a muscle. 00:07:29.990 --> 00:07:35.340 He can only watch as the strange reptile approaches his frozen dog and suddenly bites her on her 00:07:35.340 --> 00:07:36.400 exposed flank. 00:07:36.400 --> 00:07:40.140 It lashes out like a snake would when it injects venom into a victim. 00:07:40.140 --> 00:07:44.070 The shepherd was sure that there weren’t any poisonous lizards in this area, but now 00:07:44.070 --> 00:07:47.420 he’s not so sure when he’s watching this scenario play out. 00:07:47.420 --> 00:07:51.390 He expects his dog might start to convulse or spasm if she’s been poisoned, but she 00:07:51.390 --> 00:07:53.290 remains completely still. 00:07:53.290 --> 00:07:58.520 Suddenly, he sees something so shocking that he’s certain he must be losing his mind. 00:07:58.520 --> 00:07:59.540 Could it be? 00:07:59.540 --> 00:08:03.790 The area around the bite is starting to change color, becoming a dull gray. 00:08:03.790 --> 00:08:09.100 But as he watches, he realizes to his horror that he’s not just watching a color change. 00:08:09.100 --> 00:08:10.720 This is something more. 00:08:10.720 --> 00:08:15.530 His dog is slowly petrifying, hardening, her fur stiffening into stone. 00:08:15.530 --> 00:08:19.850 She is literally turning into a statue right before his eyes. 00:08:19.850 --> 00:08:23.360 He can’t move, but his eyes flick to the corner of the room where his sheep are still 00:08:23.360 --> 00:08:24.360 standing. 00:08:24.360 --> 00:08:25.630 Now he understands. 00:08:25.630 --> 00:08:29.770 It was hard to tell before, because of the darkness and also because the very idea was 00:08:29.770 --> 00:08:33.400 so preposterous that it didn’t even occur to him… but the reason that the sheep are 00:08:33.400 --> 00:08:36.790 so still and quiet is because they aren’t sheep anymore. 00:08:36.790 --> 00:08:38.800 They’re mere statues. 00:08:38.800 --> 00:08:42.930 Somehow this creature is able to turn things to stone with the force of its venom. 00:08:42.930 --> 00:08:47.930 He wants to scream, he wants to yell, he wants to break free and run away… but he’s powerless 00:08:47.930 --> 00:08:49.620 to move. 00:08:49.620 --> 00:08:53.680 Fear wells up inside him as he sees the creature turn its attention from his rapidly petrifying 00:08:53.680 --> 00:08:56.240 dog and start to move toward him. 00:08:56.240 --> 00:09:01.340 It hisses again and strikes out, sinking sharp, needle-like teeth into his leg. 00:09:01.340 --> 00:09:05.340 The shepherd is so frozen that he can’t scream, not even at the unbelievable pain 00:09:05.340 --> 00:09:07.580 as those teeth sink deep into his flesh. 00:09:07.580 --> 00:09:11.140 But the pain doesn’t stop when the creature retracts its teeth. 00:09:11.140 --> 00:09:15.100 He can feel the pain spreading outward from the site of the bite, spreading down his shins 00:09:15.100 --> 00:09:17.320 and up his legs, through his whole body. 00:09:17.320 --> 00:09:21.680 His body is hardening fast, making it hard to breathe and impossible to move. 00:09:21.680 --> 00:09:26.870 But even as he turns into a statue, he can still see everything around him, still sense 00:09:26.870 --> 00:09:29.570 the presence of the creature, still think. 00:09:29.570 --> 00:09:34.150 His thoughts aren’t affected at all, other than being nearly out of his mind with terror. 00:09:34.150 --> 00:09:35.150 What could be next? 00:09:35.150 --> 00:09:37.460 The shepherd is frightened, but all he can do is wait. 00:09:37.460 --> 00:09:42.150 He’s not sure how long he waits, because time has no meaning here. 00:09:42.150 --> 00:09:45.830 In the gloom of this ancient temple, he’s not sure if it’s day or night. 00:09:45.830 --> 00:09:50.090 He idly wonders if this temple was built for this monster, by people who worshipped it 00:09:50.090 --> 00:09:55.250 for its great and terrible power, or by people who feared it and hoped that maybe this temple 00:09:55.250 --> 00:09:57.260 would keep it contained? 00:09:57.260 --> 00:10:01.470 Or is it mere coincidence that it’s taken up residence here, just as bats might roost 00:10:01.470 --> 00:10:02.650 in an abandoned building? 00:10:02.650 --> 00:10:04.950 He has no way of ever knowing. 00:10:04.950 --> 00:10:09.530 The only indication of the passage of time is the coming and going of the creature, which, 00:10:09.530 --> 00:10:13.920 even if he can’t turn his head to see its movement, he can hear it shuffling and hissing. 00:10:13.920 --> 00:10:18.500 Occasionally, he hears a sound that frightens him even more – a sound that can only be 00:10:18.500 --> 00:10:24.930 described as statuary shattering – and he wonders if that will ultimately be his fate. 00:10:24.930 --> 00:10:28.770 His question is answered one day when it seems that hunger has driven the creature to dig 00:10:28.770 --> 00:10:31.020 into its larder of petrified prisoners. 00:10:31.020 --> 00:10:35.310 The creature approaches him and he can feel it gnawing at his feet with his big ugly beak. 00:10:35.310 --> 00:10:40.450 It’s pecking at him, harder and harder, until suddenly the shell breaks and its chewing 00:10:40.450 --> 00:10:42.530 on the flesh of his leg. 00:10:42.530 --> 00:10:46.470 Once again, the pain is unbearable but the shepherd can do nothing but wait. 00:10:46.470 --> 00:10:50.080 At least, he thinks, it will all be over soon. 00:10:50.080 --> 00:10:54.860 Better a quick end at the jaws of a monster than a slow death trapped frozen in stone, 00:10:54.860 --> 00:10:55.860 he thinks. 00:10:55.860 --> 00:10:58.684 It’s the very best that he can hope for. 00:10:58.684 --> 00:11:02.440 That shepherd had just run afoul of a creature that appears to come straight out of medieval 00:11:02.440 --> 00:11:07.060 mythology, matching the description of the deadly monster known as a cockatrice or basilisk, 00:11:07.060 --> 00:11:13.910 but the SCP foundation knows it as SCP-1013, a nasty little piece of work with, quite literally, 00:11:13.910 --> 00:11:16.290 a paralyzing stare. 00:11:16.290 --> 00:11:21.730 SCP-1013 is a small reptile resembling a lizard, but with several key differences that set 00:11:21.730 --> 00:11:23.920 it apart from any other animal in this order. 00:11:23.920 --> 00:11:28.910 It was recovered in Egypt, an interesting coincidence since medieval bestiaries often 00:11:28.910 --> 00:11:32.420 regard that region as the ancestral home of the basilisk. 00:11:32.420 --> 00:11:36.450 However, Foundation agents believe that since no other specimens were found in the area 00:11:36.450 --> 00:11:42.720 that SCP-1013 is not a naturally occurring animal and might have actually been bio-engineered. 00:11:42.720 --> 00:11:50.450 While SCP-1013 itself is only 60 cm long, its abnormally long tail measures nearly 121 00:11:50.450 --> 00:11:51.450 centimeters long. 00:11:51.450 --> 00:11:53.500 It can use its tail to distract prey. 00:11:53.500 --> 00:11:57.761 It has a wide frill around its neck that it can extend at will, similar to that of the 00:11:57.761 --> 00:11:59.580 Australian frilled lizard. 00:11:59.580 --> 00:12:03.620 Its head does not look like any other known lizard, though, with a serrated beak and a 00:12:03.620 --> 00:12:08.080 distinctive head wattle that many researchers feel gives it the appearance of a rooster. 00:12:08.080 --> 00:12:10.640 Its beak is filled with long, needle-like teeth. 00:12:10.640 --> 00:12:13.880 But stranger than its appearance is its hunting methods. 00:12:13.880 --> 00:12:19.610 When it spies potential prey, SCP-1013 will extend its neck frill with a sudden, snapping 00:12:19.610 --> 00:12:20.610 sound. 00:12:20.610 --> 00:12:24.180 The frill appears designed to attract attention and encourage victims to look into the eyes 00:12:24.180 --> 00:12:26.230 of SCP-1013. 00:12:26.230 --> 00:12:29.690 Because its eyes are, of course, where it holds its real power. 00:12:29.690 --> 00:12:33.210 The mythical cockatrice was said to be able to turn a person to stone with the power of 00:12:33.210 --> 00:12:38.520 its gaze, similar to the petrifying powers attributed to the gorgon Medusa of Greek mythology, 00:12:38.520 --> 00:12:44.400 and SCP-1013 is very similar to its legendary namesake in this regard, Anyone or anything 00:12:44.400 --> 00:12:50.010 making direct eye contact with SCP-1013 will experience stabbing pain in most major muscle 00:12:50.010 --> 00:12:54.460 groups, followed by full paralysis setting in within three seconds and lasting up until 00:12:54.460 --> 00:12:55.460 eight minutes. 00:12:55.460 --> 00:13:00.610 It is currently unknown how SCP-1013 achieves this paralyzing effect. 00:13:00.610 --> 00:13:05.720 Once its prey is paralyzed, SCP-1013 will bite its victim with its needle-like teeth, 00:13:05.720 --> 00:13:08.950 thus initiating a process of calcification. 00:13:08.950 --> 00:13:13.140 The victim will gradually stiffen and harden, almost as if they are turning into a statute. 00:13:13.140 --> 00:13:16.930 The process will begin at the sight of the bite and gradually work its way through the 00:13:16.930 --> 00:13:22.190 body so that a full-grown adult will become completely calcified within 15 minutes. 00:13:22.190 --> 00:13:26.210 As of yet, there is no known way to stop or reverse the process. 00:13:26.210 --> 00:13:30.190 The calcification process only affects the outer layers of the victim, extending about 00:13:30.190 --> 00:13:35.210 three centimeters into the body, leaving all organs and internal tissues intact. 00:13:35.210 --> 00:13:38.400 It also does not affect the eyes or mucus membranes. 00:13:38.400 --> 00:13:43.950 This means that victims of SCP-1013 are still alive but cannot move or react. 00:13:43.950 --> 00:13:50.320 Perhaps even more horrifying, SCP-1013 then eats its victims alive. 00:13:50.320 --> 00:13:55.529 SCP-1013 feeds by breaking the hardened outer layer with its beak, much like a young chick 00:13:55.529 --> 00:14:00.240 would break its way out of an egg, and then feeding on the soft tissues preserved within. 00:14:00.240 --> 00:14:04.210 The victim will experience excruciating pain as the creature eats them alive, but they 00:14:04.210 --> 00:14:08.250 cannot resist, they cannot even scream to give voice to their pain. 00:14:08.250 --> 00:14:13.550 SCP-1013 has a voracious appetite, and will consume nearly twice its body weight at each 00:14:13.550 --> 00:14:15.990 feeding. 00:14:15.990 --> 00:14:21.000 Victims usually die of blood loss before SCP-1013 can complete its meal. 00:14:21.000 --> 00:14:25.810 SCP-1013 does engage in caching behavior and has been known to store petrified victims 00:14:25.810 --> 00:14:26.910 for later consumption. 00:14:26.910 --> 00:14:32.190 It prefers mammals as prey and will attack livestock and game just as readily as it will 00:14:32.190 --> 00:14:33.780 attack humans. 00:14:33.780 --> 00:14:39.110 In times when mammal food sources are not available, desperation may drive SCP-1013 00:14:39.110 --> 00:14:44.360 to turn its paralyzing powers on fish, birds, or even insects but it will only do this if 00:14:44.360 --> 00:14:46.430 it is near to starving. 00:14:46.430 --> 00:14:52.630 SCP-1013 is hermaphroditic and unlike other reptiles does not reproduce sexually but instead 00:14:52.630 --> 00:14:56.450 undergoes a process similar to budding or basic cellular division. 00:14:56.450 --> 00:15:02.110 Before reproducing, SCP-1013 will increase its feeding, gorging on food and growing rapidly 00:15:02.110 --> 00:15:03.110 in size. 00:15:03.110 --> 00:15:08.080 Eventually, it will develop cyst-like structures in its abnormally long tail, each of which 00:15:08.080 --> 00:15:10.570 contains a juvenile SCP-1013. 00:15:10.570 --> 00:15:15.720 Juvenile SCP-1013 hatch after only 48 hours. 00:15:15.720 --> 00:15:21.270 Parent SCP-1013 will typically release hatchlings within calcified prey, providing a ready food 00:15:21.270 --> 00:15:24.540 source for the juveniles until they can hunt on their own. 00:15:24.540 --> 00:15:30.100 Juvenile SCP-1013 will seek out cool, dark places, like caves or abandoned buildings, 00:15:30.100 --> 00:15:34.899 and begin rapid molting, doubling in size every six hours until reaching full adult 00:15:34.899 --> 00:15:35.899 size. 00:15:35.899 --> 00:15:41.029 Once they have reached adulthood, SCP-1013 will set out on their own and quickly establish 00:15:41.029 --> 00:15:43.530 their own hunting territories. 00:15:43.530 --> 00:15:48.860 SCP-1013 is extremely aggressive and will attack and attempt to calcify anyone that 00:15:48.860 --> 00:15:52.720 enters its enclosure, making it extremely difficult to contain. 00:15:52.720 --> 00:15:57.490 For this reason, combined with its deadly powers of calcification, SCP-1013 has been 00:15:57.490 --> 00:16:00.100 designated object-level Keter. 00:16:00.100 --> 00:16:04.800 Any staff entering the containment area are to wear the AR-68 Armored Variant haz-mat 00:16:04.800 --> 00:16:05.800 suit. 00:16:05.800 --> 00:16:10.800 Staff exiting the area with damaged suits are to be remanded to quarantine for one hour. 00:16:10.800 --> 00:16:15.779 Staff becoming paralyzed during cleaning/feeding/testing cycles are to be immediately removed and remanded 00:16:15.779 --> 00:16:19.320 to medical custody until five hours after recovery. 00:16:19.320 --> 00:16:25.300 1013 is to be fed daily with one small mammal, however, any calcified animal remains are 00:16:25.300 --> 00:16:30.020 to be removed from the 1013 containment chamber and incinerated for safety reasons. 00:16:30.020 --> 00:16:35.000 1013 is a frightening reminder that, while many entities have piercing gazes, comparatively 00:16:35.000 --> 00:16:40.210 few can end your life - Few, however, does not mean zero. 00:16:40.210 --> 00:16:45.890 Now go and watch another entry from the files of Dr. Bob, like SCP-4666 The Yule Man, for 00:16:45.890 --> 00:16:49.050 another tale of a mythical creature being all too real. 00:16:49.050 --> 00:16:52.920 And make sure you subscribe and turn on notifications, so you don’t miss a single anomaly, as we 00:16:52.920 --> 00:16:56.790 delve further and further into the SCP Foundation’s classified archives.