WEBVTT Kind: captions Language: en 00:00:00.399 --> 00:00:05.180 The old house has been abandoned for going on two decades, and as with any place that’s 00:00:05.180 --> 00:00:09.389 been left uninhabited for this long, rumors tend to spiral. 00:00:09.389 --> 00:00:14.309 Of course, there are the more mundane explanations for why the two-story, four-bedroom home on 00:00:14.309 --> 00:00:20.980 the end of a nice street lays in semi-ruin - Black mold, asbestos, rising house prices. 00:00:20.980 --> 00:00:24.410 But those weren’t the stories that most people told. 00:00:24.410 --> 00:00:29.019 Everyone in the neighborhood knew what really happened: All those years ago, the family 00:00:29.019 --> 00:00:33.680 that lived there had been murdered, and their killer was never caught. 00:00:33.680 --> 00:00:38.090 The three young paranormal investigators, with EMF Readers in their hands and GoPro 00:00:38.090 --> 00:00:41.750 cameras mounted on their hard hats, know all about this. 00:00:41.750 --> 00:00:45.510 They approach the house in the dead of night, mumbling commentary for the recordings. 00:00:45.510 --> 00:00:51.150 If the old house really is as haunted as everyone says it is, then they could be in for something 00:00:51.150 --> 00:00:52.650 really good here. 00:00:52.650 --> 00:00:56.000 Their subscribers always loved brand new paranormal content. 00:00:56.000 --> 00:00:59.730 They use a crowbar to breach the front door and head inside. 00:00:59.730 --> 00:01:04.570 It’s everything you can expect from a house that’d been abandoned for seventeen years: 00:01:04.570 --> 00:01:10.270 Dust, cobwebs, and graffiti abound, broken bottles scattered across the floor. 00:01:10.270 --> 00:01:15.200 Someone has scrawled, “WELCOME TO HELL” above the door in faded sharpie. 00:01:15.200 --> 00:01:18.040 It all plays perfectly for the cameras. 00:01:18.040 --> 00:01:20.010 Paranormal content gold. 00:01:20.010 --> 00:01:23.910 All of them turn on their flashlights - generously provided to them by one of their sponsors 00:01:23.910 --> 00:01:24.970 of course. 00:01:24.970 --> 00:01:30.200 But in this particular situation, they have no idea just how valuable their product really 00:01:30.200 --> 00:01:31.370 is. 00:01:31.370 --> 00:01:35.620 After all, there are some frightening things that hide in the dark… 00:01:35.620 --> 00:01:40.010 The leader of the trio begins ascending the stairs, narrating into his helmet cam giving 00:01:40.010 --> 00:01:44.840 the more popular version of the house’s legend: The perfect suburban family, torn 00:01:44.840 --> 00:01:48.060 apart - literally - by a killer hiding in their home. 00:01:48.060 --> 00:01:52.080 The family had all been brutally murdered by someone in their home, but the police never 00:01:52.080 --> 00:01:54.880 found any sign of unlawful entrance or exit. 00:01:54.880 --> 00:01:58.980 There were no clues to the killer’s presence whatsoever, in fact. 00:01:58.980 --> 00:02:00.770 It was as if they were a ghost. 00:02:00.770 --> 00:02:01.770 A vapor. 00:02:01.770 --> 00:02:05.740 It was almost as though whoever killed the family had always been in that house, and 00:02:05.740 --> 00:02:09.609 even after the murders were committed, they never left the place, either. 00:02:09.609 --> 00:02:13.689 As he tells the story, the lead investigator starts to feel a little nervous. 00:02:13.689 --> 00:02:17.719 Even though he himself doesn’t really believe in the supernatural, he just plays up reactions 00:02:17.719 --> 00:02:21.939 for the views, he still can’t help but wonder, Should I really be here? 00:02:21.939 --> 00:02:23.450 Am I making a terrible mistake? 00:02:23.450 --> 00:02:27.739 Is there a chance that whatever did this, all those years ago, could still be in the 00:02:27.739 --> 00:02:29.879 house, waiting for me? 00:02:29.879 --> 00:02:32.189 But he pushes those thoughts from his mind. 00:02:32.189 --> 00:02:34.840 This gig is too valuable for him to wimp out now. 00:02:34.840 --> 00:02:38.689 And really, what are the chances that something actually dangerous would be lurking in the 00:02:38.689 --> 00:02:39.689 house? 00:02:39.689 --> 00:02:43.829 The other two investigators are still looking around downstairs, sticking together, their 00:02:43.829 --> 00:02:45.810 flashlight beams slicing through the darkness. 00:02:45.810 --> 00:02:48.560 Their boss always insists on going upstairs first. 00:02:48.560 --> 00:02:51.400 He demands the glory shot, after all. 00:02:51.400 --> 00:02:55.299 That leaves the rest of them searching the downstairs living room, dining room, and kitchen, 00:02:55.299 --> 00:02:59.329 where the best they can hope for is maybe a particularly haunted-looking dishwasher. 00:02:59.329 --> 00:03:03.859 It’s why the younger of the two is so surprised when they suddenly feel something happening 00:03:03.859 --> 00:03:07.310 to their body that they’ve never experienced before. 00:03:07.310 --> 00:03:10.989 In an instant, their whole body convulses with an involuntary shudder. 00:03:10.989 --> 00:03:15.620 They feel the temperature drop, and the world gets just that little bit darker. 00:03:15.620 --> 00:03:19.249 The best way they can describe the feeling is “impending doom.” 00:03:19.249 --> 00:03:21.870 Like any moment now, something terrible is going to happen. 00:03:21.870 --> 00:03:25.999 But almost as soon as the feeling begins, it’s gone. 00:03:25.999 --> 00:03:27.110 Intensity dropping. 00:03:27.110 --> 00:03:31.569 The dread starting to dissipate, as though whoever or whatever caused this feeling literally 00:03:31.569 --> 00:03:33.540 passed right through them. 00:03:33.540 --> 00:03:36.189 Their fellow investigator asks them if they’re okay. 00:03:36.189 --> 00:03:38.370 Of course, they nod and force a smile. 00:03:38.370 --> 00:03:39.370 They’re fine. 00:03:39.370 --> 00:03:41.730 It’s just a spooky place, is all. 00:03:41.730 --> 00:03:43.870 Atmosphere like this would get to anyone… 00:03:43.870 --> 00:03:48.489 Meanwhile, the lead investigator is exactly where he wants to be: Ascending a rickety 00:03:48.489 --> 00:03:50.450 step ladder up into the attic. 00:03:50.450 --> 00:03:54.870 The very same attic where, all those years ago, the police had found what was left of 00:03:54.870 --> 00:03:56.230 the family. 00:03:56.230 --> 00:04:00.200 And from everything he’d read on the subject, their remains weren’t a pretty sight, even 00:04:00.200 --> 00:04:02.450 by true crime enthusiast standards. 00:04:02.450 --> 00:04:06.870 He enters the attic and shines his flashlight around, capturing all the dusty old boxes 00:04:06.870 --> 00:04:08.310 left to rot in the cold. 00:04:08.310 --> 00:04:12.510 He’s engrossed in the macabre spectacle of what had once been the worst and final 00:04:12.510 --> 00:04:15.839 moments of a group of strangers’ very real lives. 00:04:15.839 --> 00:04:18.180 The attic is full of spiders’ webs and shadows. 00:04:18.180 --> 00:04:22.560 They’re so ubiquitous that as the lead investigator pauses to tell his camera the next chapter 00:04:22.560 --> 00:04:27.430 of the grisly tale, he doesn't even notice one of the shadows peeling off of the wall 00:04:27.430 --> 00:04:28.979 behind him. 00:04:28.979 --> 00:04:33.360 It wafts silently towards him, like a gust of midnight air. 00:04:33.360 --> 00:04:38.410 Little by little, the blob of shadow starts to take on a vaguely human shape. 00:04:38.410 --> 00:04:43.830 It leans forward in the investigator’s direction, arms extended like a classic movie monster. 00:04:43.830 --> 00:04:47.669 Long, dark claws slide out of its shadowy hands. 00:04:47.669 --> 00:04:51.720 Downstairs, the other two investigators hear the most terrible scream. 00:04:51.720 --> 00:04:55.270 For a moment, the more fantastical thought crosses their minds, “Could this be one 00:04:55.270 --> 00:04:59.759 of the tormented souls of the departed family, longing to be heard after years of silence?” 00:04:59.759 --> 00:05:04.880 Then it occurs to them that they recognize the scream: It belongs to their boss. 00:05:04.880 --> 00:05:08.740 The two of them charge up the stairs, flashlights in hand, as the screaming starts to become 00:05:08.740 --> 00:05:13.220 more desperate and pained, like that of a wounded animal with its leg caught in a trap. 00:05:13.220 --> 00:05:16.689 Those terrible wails are echoing down from the open hatch leading into the attic. 00:05:16.689 --> 00:05:18.280 It’s so dark up there. 00:05:18.280 --> 00:05:19.910 Something must’ve broken his flashlight. 00:05:19.910 --> 00:05:23.289 That’s when they notice something else: Red. 00:05:23.289 --> 00:05:25.340 Dripping from the open hatch. 00:05:25.340 --> 00:05:28.949 For a moment, they hesitate, wondering what could be going on up there. 00:05:28.949 --> 00:05:32.210 Could they really help, or would they just be running into the danger themselves? 00:05:32.210 --> 00:05:37.560 But soon, their desire to save their boss’ life overpowers their fear. 00:05:37.560 --> 00:05:42.020 They grab the ladder and start climbing, feeling the dripping blood on the worn wooden rungs. 00:05:42.020 --> 00:05:45.860 When they finally get up into the attic, it feels like the scream is coming from everywhere, 00:05:45.860 --> 00:05:50.310 bouncing off the walls in a terrible, echoing cacophony of pain. 00:05:50.310 --> 00:05:54.569 They turn in all directions, hovering their flashlight beams around the room in wide, 00:05:54.569 --> 00:05:58.970 sweeping arcs, until both fall on the source of all this terror. 00:05:58.970 --> 00:06:03.520 And when they see it, they can’t help but scream too. 00:06:03.520 --> 00:06:07.330 The lead investigator’s body is floating about a foot off the ground, his screams now 00:06:07.330 --> 00:06:09.430 fading into pained gurgles. 00:06:09.430 --> 00:06:13.410 Something huge and dark is lifting him up with one hand, and sinking the long, dark 00:06:13.410 --> 00:06:16.050 claws of its other into his neck. 00:06:16.050 --> 00:06:20.349 The second the twin flashlight beams concentrate on the creature, it drops the lead investigator’s 00:06:20.349 --> 00:06:23.080 bleeding body down onto the ground. 00:06:23.080 --> 00:06:27.729 His skin slate-gray, his feeble twitching slowing to a halt as the last of his life 00:06:27.729 --> 00:06:29.520 drains from him. 00:06:29.520 --> 00:06:33.349 Two glowing red pinpricks open up in the face of the dark figure. 00:06:33.349 --> 00:06:37.969 Eyes like terrible, burning coals, etching themselves into their memory. 00:06:37.969 --> 00:06:42.569 Like smoke it continues to glide backwards further, seeking refuge in the dark, a safe 00:06:42.569 --> 00:06:45.100 haven amongst the other shadows. 00:06:45.100 --> 00:06:48.449 By this point, the two surviving investigators know there’s nothing they can do for their 00:06:48.449 --> 00:06:49.530 boss anymore. 00:06:49.530 --> 00:06:51.909 All that’s left is to get out and survive. 00:06:51.909 --> 00:06:54.030 They have to save themselves. 00:06:54.030 --> 00:06:56.379 They turn, wasting no time running towards the exit. 00:06:56.379 --> 00:07:00.120 They don’t notice it, but the second they turn the beams of their flashlights away, 00:07:00.120 --> 00:07:04.939 the shadow’s terrible eyes disappear and it starts advancing towards them again. 00:07:04.939 --> 00:07:09.090 Its claws outstretched and grasping for them with awful fury. 00:07:09.090 --> 00:07:12.970 The shadow-creature grabs at their heads as they make their final leap for the exit. 00:07:12.970 --> 00:07:17.349 However, all the monster can pull away are their helmets and helmet cams, as they scramble 00:07:17.349 --> 00:07:20.789 down the ladder and then down the stairs, running at speeds they didn’t even think 00:07:20.789 --> 00:07:23.659 possible as the shadow slithers down behind them. 00:07:23.659 --> 00:07:24.870 It doesn’t give up. 00:07:24.870 --> 00:07:26.250 It wants their lives. 00:07:26.250 --> 00:07:28.880 It wants their warm human blood on its claws. 00:07:28.880 --> 00:07:33.290 They clear the threshold of the accursed house and keep running to their car. 00:07:33.290 --> 00:07:36.810 One looks over their shoulder and sees the shadow leave the house, gaining on them. 00:07:36.810 --> 00:07:40.280 Both claws outstretched and ready to rend their flesh. 00:07:40.280 --> 00:07:41.629 The two climb into their car. 00:07:41.629 --> 00:07:43.639 They see the shadow coming towards their window. 00:07:43.639 --> 00:07:46.279 It’s moving so quickly, only a few feet away now. 00:07:46.279 --> 00:07:49.830 It’s getting closer, and closer, and closer… 00:07:49.830 --> 00:07:50.830 Ignition! 00:07:50.830 --> 00:07:53.430 The car starts up and the driver smashes the pedal down. 00:07:53.430 --> 00:07:57.479 They take off, quickly accelerating up to illegal speeds as the shadow continues to 00:07:57.479 --> 00:08:00.949 chase, slowly getting smaller and smaller in the rear view mirror. 00:08:00.949 --> 00:08:02.280 A distant nightmare. 00:08:02.280 --> 00:08:05.090 A terrible, dark ghost. 00:08:05.090 --> 00:08:08.400 As it finally disappears, they feel a moment of safety. 00:08:08.400 --> 00:08:11.280 But really, only a moment. 00:08:11.280 --> 00:08:16.379 Because it occurs to them then that they cannot say, with any confidence, that this monster 00:08:16.379 --> 00:08:20.759 won’t just be waiting for them when they get home… 00:08:20.759 --> 00:08:25.039 SCP-280 - also known as “Eyes In The Dark” - is one of the more frightening and dangerous 00:08:25.039 --> 00:08:27.319 anomalies contained by the SCP Foundation. 00:08:27.319 --> 00:08:31.710 Of course, it likely won’t be causing an XK-Class End of the World Scenario any time 00:08:31.710 --> 00:08:36.310 soon, but if you happen to run into this nocturnal monster, it’s likely to cause an “End 00:08:36.310 --> 00:08:40.310 of You Scenario” and remove you from the world with extreme prejudice. 00:08:40.310 --> 00:08:44.920 There’s no way of telling just how many lives it claimed before the SCP Foundation 00:08:44.920 --> 00:08:49.610 finally got it into containment, and perhaps it’s best to just not think about that. 00:08:49.610 --> 00:08:54.870 SCP-280 is a black, wraith-like apparition that floats at roughly average human height, 00:08:54.870 --> 00:08:59.350 with no visible legs or feet, as the lower portion of its body simply fades away before 00:08:59.350 --> 00:09:01.110 it reaches the ground. 00:09:01.110 --> 00:09:05.820 In its dormant state, the entity may appear to be little more than a shadow, easily dismissed, 00:09:05.820 --> 00:09:07.680 especially in dark environments. 00:09:07.680 --> 00:09:12.900 This comes as a natural result of the being’s frightening ability to become intangible at 00:09:12.900 --> 00:09:17.980 will, and only become physical when it enters a state of active aggression toward a human 00:09:17.980 --> 00:09:18.980 target. 00:09:18.980 --> 00:09:22.730 In this intangible state, victims have even been known to walk through the shadowy mass 00:09:22.730 --> 00:09:24.170 by accident. 00:09:24.170 --> 00:09:28.130 While this doesn’t lead to any detrimental physical effects, victims report that being 00:09:28.130 --> 00:09:33.740 inside the creature can lead to heightened states of anxiety, fear, and dread. 00:09:33.740 --> 00:09:38.210 Despite its body being wholly composed of an unidentifiable black matter, when exposed 00:09:38.210 --> 00:09:42.140 to light the creature does begin to express a pair of glowing dots on its head similar 00:09:42.140 --> 00:09:44.970 to eyes - Hence its frightening nickname. 00:09:44.970 --> 00:09:49.010 However, all tests indicate that these eyes aren’t actually functional. 00:09:49.010 --> 00:09:53.470 Instead they appear to be a kind of defensive measure, like false eyes on the carapace of 00:09:53.470 --> 00:09:54.820 an insect. 00:09:54.820 --> 00:09:59.970 These eyes are never shown when SCP-280 is advancing towards a victim, only when it is 00:09:59.970 --> 00:10:00.970 in retreat. 00:10:00.970 --> 00:10:04.600 Though this is only one of the entity’s several defensive responses. 00:10:04.600 --> 00:10:08.560 If an area where the creature is residing becomes fully illuminated, or a sudden flash 00:10:08.560 --> 00:10:12.910 of extremely bright light is directed against it, then it will immediately dematerialize 00:10:12.910 --> 00:10:14.730 and appear in a different area. 00:10:14.730 --> 00:10:19.420 The one positive thing that can be said about the hunting patterns of SCP-280 is that they’re 00:10:19.420 --> 00:10:21.330 relatively predictable. 00:10:21.330 --> 00:10:24.480 The entity, it seems, only has an interest in human beings. 00:10:24.480 --> 00:10:28.700 When it selects a target, it will pursue them relentlessly, approaching in its intangible 00:10:28.700 --> 00:10:33.530 form with its arms extended in what many describe as a “sleepwalker pose.” 00:10:33.530 --> 00:10:39.820 In this state, you may finally notice 280’s claws: Long, thin, and razor-sharp. 00:10:39.820 --> 00:10:43.580 It may silently approach while the victim is turned the other way, or while they sleep 00:10:43.580 --> 00:10:48.070 soundly in bed, or even when they’re paralyzed in fear at the very sight of it. 00:10:48.070 --> 00:10:53.280 When SCP-280 closes the distance, it will begin to rip and tear at its victims with 00:10:53.280 --> 00:10:58.280 its claws, causing massive physical trauma and, in some cases, death. 00:10:58.280 --> 00:11:02.661 Attacks range from one to five minutes of being relentlessly clawed at by the beast. 00:11:02.661 --> 00:11:07.060 When the attack is over, it will simply expose its eyes, become intangible once more, and 00:11:07.060 --> 00:11:08.060 escape. 00:11:08.060 --> 00:11:10.110 You will not be able to overpower the creature. 00:11:10.110 --> 00:11:14.360 Foundation tests have shown that it has extreme physical strength, and it's capable of tearing 00:11:14.360 --> 00:11:16.520 apart solid steel with little effort. 00:11:16.520 --> 00:11:21.110 If it can’t find any humans to victimize, then it will simply remain dormant, pressing 00:11:21.110 --> 00:11:25.760 itself up against a wall, in a dark corner, or within some other structure. 00:11:25.760 --> 00:11:29.940 Which is why, if ever you feel nervous about a certain dark corner in a room near you, 00:11:29.940 --> 00:11:34.480 it is best to remove yourself from the situation as quickly as possible, and remain in a brightly-lit 00:11:34.480 --> 00:11:35.800 area. 00:11:35.800 --> 00:11:40.470 It would perhaps be comforting to believe that SCP-280 is acting on some twisted form 00:11:40.470 --> 00:11:42.040 of animal instinct. 00:11:42.040 --> 00:11:47.150 After all, while the results may seem horrific to us, every organism has to eat, right? 00:11:47.150 --> 00:11:50.030 Well, sadly, that isn’t the case here. 00:11:50.030 --> 00:11:55.550 SCP-280 does not appear to eat, sleep, or breathe to survive, and it never consumes 00:11:55.550 --> 00:11:58.160 any of the matter torn from its victims. 00:11:58.160 --> 00:12:02.540 The best working theory is that the entity simply enjoys the harm it causes, taking a 00:12:02.540 --> 00:12:05.990 degree of perverse pleasure in hunting down and murdering its targets. 00:12:05.990 --> 00:12:09.090 There is no better nature to appeal to here. 00:12:09.090 --> 00:12:13.540 The SCP Foundation’s ability to study the creature’s biology has also been stunted 00:12:13.540 --> 00:12:17.950 in part due to the creature’s highly aggressive nature, and also the fact that its selective 00:12:17.950 --> 00:12:22.410 intangibility makes gaining physical samples almost impossible. 00:12:22.410 --> 00:12:26.430 Even capturing and containing the creature in the first place came partially out of blind 00:12:26.430 --> 00:12:27.430 luck. 00:12:27.430 --> 00:12:31.070 It first came to Foundation attention after a series of mysterious locked-door murders 00:12:31.070 --> 00:12:33.300 in a small Mississipi Township. 00:12:33.300 --> 00:12:37.570 In the most recent case, an entire family had been brutally murdered in their home, 00:12:37.570 --> 00:12:42.610 leaving only one survivor: A traumatized nine-year-old boy named David who’d locked himself in 00:12:42.610 --> 00:12:44.860 the basement when he started to hear the screaming. 00:12:44.860 --> 00:12:49.270 He was so terrified by the things he saw that night that he remained in a catatonic state 00:12:49.270 --> 00:12:53.870 for weeks afterwards, completely unresponsive to outside stimulus. 00:12:53.870 --> 00:12:59.240 But one little detail saved his life: A flashlight was clasped in his white-knuckle grip, shining 00:12:59.240 --> 00:13:02.760 a bright beam of cold, white light onwards. 00:13:02.760 --> 00:13:06.850 When David was removed and placed into medical care, officers began searching the building 00:13:06.850 --> 00:13:10.990 for any kind of clues as to how the other four family members were murdered. 00:13:10.990 --> 00:13:15.220 However, during this investigation, the police were just as vulnerable as the victims who’d 00:13:15.220 --> 00:13:17.490 been so recently slain. 00:13:17.490 --> 00:13:21.550 While one officer was wandering around the attic, looking for any evidence they may have 00:13:21.550 --> 00:13:26.340 missed, SCP-280 emerged from the darkness and attacked, tearing into his body with its 00:13:26.340 --> 00:13:28.490 long, deadly claws. 00:13:28.490 --> 00:13:32.850 Luckily for the officer in question, he survived the incident, though he was badly wounded. 00:13:32.850 --> 00:13:37.220 His report on the matter - Including the ardent claim that he was attacked by a being “made 00:13:37.220 --> 00:13:41.260 from black smoke” - caught the attention of SCP Foundation operatives embedded in the 00:13:41.260 --> 00:13:42.260 precinct. 00:13:42.260 --> 00:13:45.820 They soon took over the investigation and descended on the house, hoping to tag and 00:13:45.820 --> 00:13:48.560 bag whatever had been behind all these deaths. 00:13:48.560 --> 00:13:51.560 This would be easier said than done. 00:13:51.560 --> 00:13:55.240 While Foundation Field Agents canvassed the home, they simply walked past the creature 00:13:55.240 --> 00:13:58.430 multiple times, discounting it as a mere shadow. 00:13:58.430 --> 00:14:04.280 After all, it only had those easily-identifiable glowing eyes when it was in a retreating position. 00:14:04.280 --> 00:14:08.300 Even when it entered its physical state, operatives brushing up against it generally dismissed 00:14:08.300 --> 00:14:13.240 the sensation as hair, clothing, or some other object touching them in the dark. 00:14:13.240 --> 00:14:17.670 This already bungled investigation got even worse when the Foundation decided to introduce 00:14:17.670 --> 00:14:21.660 high-intensity lights into the equation, hopefully flushing the creature out. 00:14:21.660 --> 00:14:26.010 This, of course, only caused it to dematerialize and appear elsewhere. 00:14:26.010 --> 00:14:30.740 The chase ended in an almost farcical fashion: A cavalcade of Foundation agents chasing a 00:14:30.740 --> 00:14:34.940 cloud of sneering black smoke across a Mississippi field at 2:30 AM. 00:14:34.940 --> 00:14:39.860 Thankfully for the human race, the entity was, at the very least, eventually secured 00:14:39.860 --> 00:14:41.200 and contained. 00:14:41.200 --> 00:14:45.050 However, this wouldn’t be the last time it was out of containment. 00:14:45.050 --> 00:14:49.650 During a series of tests with different types of illumination, intending to test SCP-280’s 00:14:49.650 --> 00:14:52.650 reflexes, it disappeared from its chamber. 00:14:52.650 --> 00:14:56.820 It seemed almost to sink through the different levels of the illuminated site, before coming 00:14:56.820 --> 00:15:01.430 to rest at the containment chamber holding SCP-1591. 00:15:01.430 --> 00:15:04.430 This made for a fascinating accidental cross test. 00:15:04.430 --> 00:15:10.040 You see, SCP-1591, to put it simply, is a unique sculpture of a star that emits an incredibly 00:15:10.040 --> 00:15:14.800 bright light, and this light will slowly make any being subject to its glow intangible, 00:15:14.800 --> 00:15:17.230 before disappearing completely. 00:15:17.230 --> 00:15:23.310 When SCP-280 came before SCP-1591, it displayed its eyes but did not retreat. 00:15:23.310 --> 00:15:28.770 In fact, it assumed a kneeling position, and simply remained before the anomalous sculpture 00:15:28.770 --> 00:15:30.810 until it faded from existence. 00:15:30.810 --> 00:15:35.360 It then re-manifested in its own containment chamber several hours later without incident. 00:15:35.360 --> 00:15:39.640 All things considered, it went pretty well, as far as containment breaches involving deadly, 00:15:39.640 --> 00:15:41.550 human-hating monsters go. 00:15:41.550 --> 00:15:46.910 Because of its ability to de-manifest and phase through solid objects, SCP-280 is incredibly 00:15:46.910 --> 00:15:51.520 difficult to contain, earning it the dreaded Keter Object Class. 00:15:51.520 --> 00:15:57.170 In order to avoid the risk of demanifestation, SCP-280 is contained in a 5 x 5 meter cell 00:15:57.170 --> 00:16:00.880 that is perpetually left in a state of total darkness. 00:16:00.880 --> 00:16:05.520 No equipment is to be left in the cell unsupervised at any time, and any items brought into the 00:16:05.520 --> 00:16:08.950 cell for testing must be removed when the testing is complete. 00:16:08.950 --> 00:16:12.800 Any staff members entering the chamber for tests must be equipped with infrared goggles, 00:16:12.800 --> 00:16:17.670 an infrared ID Strobe, and also a strong flashlight to ward the creature off in the case that 00:16:17.670 --> 00:16:19.210 it becomes aggressive. 00:16:19.210 --> 00:16:24.430 If SCP-280 does attempt to attack anyone in the chamber, all attending staff are instructed 00:16:24.430 --> 00:16:28.020 to turn on their flashlights and turn the beams against the creature. 00:16:28.020 --> 00:16:31.710 No aggressive action is permitted and staff members must remain at least one meter away 00:16:31.710 --> 00:16:35.830 from SCP-280 at all times for their own safety. 00:16:35.830 --> 00:16:39.940 And if you suddenly feel yourself getting a little nervous in an eerily dark room, I’d 00:16:39.940 --> 00:16:44.670 like you to remember this: The one thing more frightening than seeing eyes in the dark is 00:16:44.670 --> 00:16:46.510 not seeing them. 00:16:46.510 --> 00:16:52.460 Now go and watch another entry from the files of Dr. Bob, like “SCP-015-IT The Boogeyman”, 00:16:52.460 --> 00:16:56.280 for another terrifying anomaly that you may encounter lurking in the dark. 00:16:56.280 --> 00:17:00.390 And make sure you subscribe and turn on notifications, so you don’t miss a single anomaly, as we 00:17:00.390 --> 00:17:04.140 delve further and further 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