WEBVTT Kind: captions Language: en 00:00:00.420 --> 00:00:04.460 A symphony of police sirens cut through the silence of the cold night, accompanied by 00:00:04.460 --> 00:00:08.330 the barking of K9 units, and bursts of gunfire. 00:00:08.330 --> 00:00:10.740 All this noise is for just one man. 00:00:10.740 --> 00:00:12.831 A man on the run. 00:00:12.831 --> 00:00:16.980 He runs through the trees, clutching a handgun with a sweaty, shaking hand, gritting his 00:00:16.980 --> 00:00:18.130 bloody teeth. 00:00:18.130 --> 00:00:21.180 He wheezes, exhausted from the chase. 00:00:21.180 --> 00:00:26.600 His hair is messy and matted with dirt and grease, his stolen clothes stained with mud. 00:00:26.600 --> 00:00:31.000 A rivulet of blood runs down his forehead from a deep gash just below his hairline, 00:00:31.000 --> 00:00:34.170 the place where his head collided with the steering wheel. 00:00:34.170 --> 00:00:38.039 He’d planned the breakout so well - How did it all fall apart? 00:00:38.039 --> 00:00:39.469 Someone must have ratted him out. 00:00:39.469 --> 00:00:41.780 That’s the only thing that could have happened. 00:00:41.780 --> 00:00:46.739 “No honor among thieves” is more than just a phrase, it’s a fact. 00:00:46.739 --> 00:00:48.149 Searchlights pierce the darkness. 00:00:48.149 --> 00:00:51.170 Shouts of “He went that way!” and “Get him!” 00:00:51.170 --> 00:00:53.640 abound as do more barks of angry dogs. 00:00:53.640 --> 00:00:57.949 He grumbles under his breath and hides behind a tree, trying to collect his hurricane of 00:00:57.949 --> 00:00:58.949 thoughts. 00:00:58.949 --> 00:01:02.449 There’s no doubt about it, the convict is a bad man. 00:01:02.449 --> 00:01:06.700 He’s taken plenty of lives, and he doesn’t regret any of them, not one bit. 00:01:06.700 --> 00:01:10.430 The only thing he regrets is that he was caught. 00:01:10.430 --> 00:01:14.260 Three hours ago, he was crawling out of a secret tunnel and escaping from Angola - a 00:01:14.260 --> 00:01:19.530 place known on paper as the Louisiana State Penitentiary, but better known as The Farm, 00:01:19.530 --> 00:01:24.860 The Angola Plantation, or most evocatively of all, as the Alcatraz of the South. 00:01:24.860 --> 00:01:30.469 A maximum security prison, complete with a death row and a reputation every bit as fearsome 00:01:30.469 --> 00:01:31.649 as its inmates. 00:01:31.649 --> 00:01:36.329 And the convict had certainly earned his place there - A long resume written in blood had 00:01:36.329 --> 00:01:40.619 gotten him locked up and sentenced to death after a speedy trial. 00:01:40.619 --> 00:01:42.000 Things had already gotten violent. 00:01:42.000 --> 00:01:45.520 During escapes like this, the first hours are the most crucial. 00:01:45.520 --> 00:01:50.409 A contact on the outside had left him a handgun, ready to be collected from a hidden spot inside 00:01:50.409 --> 00:01:52.670 of a tree near the roadside. 00:01:52.670 --> 00:01:56.869 That gun also functioned as his vehicle, or at least his ticket to getting one. 00:01:56.869 --> 00:02:01.249 He’d flagged down the first car naive enough to stop for him, and shoved the gun into the 00:02:01.249 --> 00:02:07.939 driver’s face and demanded he exit the vehicle and hand over both the car keys and his wallet. 00:02:07.939 --> 00:02:13.140 He’d driven for almost two hours when the heat finally started to rise. 00:02:13.140 --> 00:02:17.769 The convict had just passed through the borders of St. Landry Parish, Louisiana, when the 00:02:17.769 --> 00:02:22.069 classic rock station he was enjoying on his victim’s radio was interrupted by a sudden 00:02:22.069 --> 00:02:24.300 report on his own escape. 00:02:24.300 --> 00:02:27.890 They knew he’d gotten out, they knew he was armed, they even knew the type of car 00:02:27.890 --> 00:02:28.890 he was driving. 00:02:28.890 --> 00:02:33.299 It wouldn’t be long before the telltale blue and red flashing lights of a police cruiser 00:02:33.299 --> 00:02:35.580 would appear in his rearview mirror. 00:02:35.580 --> 00:02:39.320 One car chase and a spike strip later, and that same car is half way through the wall 00:02:39.320 --> 00:02:40.489 of a gas station. 00:02:40.489 --> 00:02:45.040 The conflict is scrambling out of the dented door, firing off a couple haphazard shots 00:02:45.040 --> 00:02:50.280 in the vague direction of his pursuers, and fleeing into the darkness of a nearby swamp. 00:02:50.280 --> 00:02:54.370 And that’s where he is right now, feeling the noose tighten around his neck as he prepares 00:02:54.370 --> 00:02:55.720 for his final standoff. 00:02:55.720 --> 00:03:00.019 It’s not like he has any choice in the matter - he’d rather go down in a hail of bullets 00:03:00.019 --> 00:03:02.250 in a swamp than go back inside. 00:03:02.250 --> 00:03:06.799 They’re so close he can hear their heavy-booted footsteps now, and the ragged breaths of the 00:03:06.799 --> 00:03:08.900 dogs, tugging at their leashes. 00:03:08.900 --> 00:03:10.800 His heart pounds in his chest. 00:03:10.800 --> 00:03:13.150 All he can do is go deeper… 00:03:13.150 --> 00:03:14.390 Deeper… 00:03:14.390 --> 00:03:15.630 Deeper… 00:03:15.630 --> 00:03:19.590 The convict flees into the dark of the swamp, reluctantly breathing in the fetid stink of 00:03:19.590 --> 00:03:21.900 the old mud and rotten vegetation. 00:03:21.900 --> 00:03:26.140 The dark swamp is his friend though, since the glow of police flashlights behind him 00:03:26.140 --> 00:03:28.610 means almost certain death. 00:03:28.610 --> 00:03:33.180 He struggles through undergrowth, clambering over roots and fallen trees, feeling the squelch 00:03:33.180 --> 00:03:36.680 of his stolen shoes sinking into the thick, wet mud. 00:03:36.680 --> 00:03:41.819 The last thing he expects to hear in this godforsaken place is a whisper from the dark. 00:03:41.819 --> 00:03:46.090 And not just any whisper, it’s the voice of a little girl. 00:03:46.090 --> 00:03:48.400 Just hearing it almost makes his heart stop. 00:03:48.400 --> 00:03:52.900 He freezes in place, and turns to see her emerging from the dark. 00:03:52.900 --> 00:03:56.720 She can’t be any older than ten or eleven, this little girl with a tangle of messy hair 00:03:56.720 --> 00:03:59.000 and these frantic, feral eyes. 00:03:59.000 --> 00:04:02.810 It’s hard to tell what she really looks like, because almost every inch of her is 00:04:02.810 --> 00:04:08.099 covered in a thick coating of mud, as though she’s just sprung out of the earth. 00:04:08.099 --> 00:04:12.239 On any other occasion, his instinct might be to run, or even something more drastic, 00:04:12.239 --> 00:04:14.800 but instead, he doesn’t move. 00:04:14.800 --> 00:04:19.020 He stands there as she speaks, listening, even as the police get closer. 00:04:19.020 --> 00:04:23.110 The little girl tells him that she knows the perfect place for him to hide. 00:04:23.110 --> 00:04:25.010 Somewhere that the police won’t catch him. 00:04:25.010 --> 00:04:30.030 They’ll have no idea where to look, all he needs to do is trust her, and follow her 00:04:30.030 --> 00:04:31.840 deeper into the swamp. 00:04:31.840 --> 00:04:35.800 If he does as she says, he can finally be free… 00:04:35.800 --> 00:04:37.820 He nods and follows her. 00:04:37.820 --> 00:04:39.770 What else can he do, really? 00:04:39.770 --> 00:04:43.820 The girl reaches out with a muddy hand and the convict takes it as she leads him into 00:04:43.820 --> 00:04:46.470 the all-consuming dark of the swamp. 00:04:46.470 --> 00:04:50.440 The searching police officers suddenly hear a short but blood-curdling shriek come from 00:04:50.440 --> 00:04:52.200 the depths of the swamp. 00:04:52.200 --> 00:04:55.650 Forty men and multiple K9 units scramble, trying to find the place where they heard 00:04:55.650 --> 00:04:59.190 the man cry out, but they can’t find a single trace of him. 00:04:59.190 --> 00:05:03.020 They set up a perimeter around the swamp, trying to guard every possible exit, placing 00:05:03.020 --> 00:05:07.810 checkpoints on every road he might be traveling, and when daylight finally dawns, they search 00:05:07.810 --> 00:05:13.140 again, and again, and again, but they’re unable to find him. 00:05:13.140 --> 00:05:16.330 For all intents and purposes, the man is a ghost now. 00:05:16.330 --> 00:05:19.070 At least for a few months. 00:05:19.070 --> 00:05:20.860 The authorities don’t give up through. 00:05:20.860 --> 00:05:24.820 After all, a dangerous convict could still be out there somewhere, just waiting. 00:05:24.820 --> 00:05:29.060 He’s armed, deadly, and clearly intelligent enough to avoid police capture. 00:05:29.060 --> 00:05:33.730 Chances are, he’s half way across the state by now, if he’s even still in Louisiana, 00:05:33.730 --> 00:05:36.630 or even the United States at all, for that matter. 00:05:36.630 --> 00:05:40.450 So it comes as a surprise to everyone when he’s finally found, sitting at a bus stop 00:05:40.450 --> 00:05:41.990 in a small city in Louisiana. 00:05:41.990 --> 00:05:47.270 The man isn’t moving, he’s just staring off vacantly into space, a translucent rope 00:05:47.270 --> 00:05:49.590 of drool hanging from his bottom lip. 00:05:49.590 --> 00:05:54.100 There’s something very wrong with the convict, that much is clear even from a glance. 00:05:54.100 --> 00:05:59.240 His face seems a little longer, as though the shape of his skull has changed. 00:05:59.240 --> 00:06:03.200 He has heterochromia now, with his left eye changed to a completely different color from 00:06:03.200 --> 00:06:04.200 before. 00:06:04.200 --> 00:06:08.940 And when his shirt is finally removed, a crisscross of extensive surgical scarring is mapped out 00:06:08.940 --> 00:06:10.650 along his back. 00:06:10.650 --> 00:06:14.990 Far from the sharp, lethal criminal portrayed by the media in the aftermath of his escape, 00:06:14.990 --> 00:06:17.320 this man is borderline catatonic. 00:06:17.320 --> 00:06:21.670 He talks in short, simple sentences, like a very young child, and his attention seems 00:06:21.670 --> 00:06:23.940 to drift easily when being spoken to. 00:06:23.940 --> 00:06:28.650 This same man who had mounted such a daring escape from prison and then managed to evade 00:06:28.650 --> 00:06:33.530 all his pursuers does nothing to resist the men who come to arrest him at the bus stop. 00:06:33.530 --> 00:06:37.470 He’s returned to the prison, and held in the medical bay for evaluation. 00:06:37.470 --> 00:06:42.490 However, a mere ten hours after first being admitted, and after giving little to no useful 00:06:42.490 --> 00:06:47.290 information during questioning, his health begins to take a sharp decline. 00:06:47.290 --> 00:06:50.940 He complains about his insides burning and asks for something cold to drink. 00:06:50.940 --> 00:06:55.480 When he’s given water, he spits it back out soon after and begins to sob. 00:06:55.480 --> 00:06:59.160 He says he wants his mother, though he can’t recall her name. 00:06:59.160 --> 00:07:02.030 There’s very little he can recall about anything. 00:07:02.030 --> 00:07:07.730 The next morning he breaks into a series of severe seizures before passing away. 00:07:07.730 --> 00:07:12.050 His autopsy shows significant brain damage, as well as the failure of several of his major 00:07:12.050 --> 00:07:13.050 organs. 00:07:13.050 --> 00:07:17.860 The coroner though, found it impossible to explain how any of this had occurred. 00:07:17.860 --> 00:07:21.850 A month later, a pair of hikers making their way across the same swampland where the police 00:07:21.850 --> 00:07:26.650 chase ended would call in to the local authorities, terrified, claiming they found a dead body 00:07:26.650 --> 00:07:28.390 near a sinkhole. 00:07:28.390 --> 00:07:32.970 When officers are dispatched to look into it, they can’t believe their eyes. 00:07:32.970 --> 00:07:36.930 Despite being significantly damaged, the body is clearly recognizable. 00:07:36.930 --> 00:07:41.210 After all, his face had been on every newspaper and TV screen in Louisiana for quite some 00:07:41.210 --> 00:07:42.210 time now. 00:07:42.210 --> 00:07:46.240 It’s the convict, wearing the same clothes he’d escaped in. 00:07:46.240 --> 00:07:50.100 The same clothes that had been taken off of him and burned when he’d been recaptured 00:07:50.100 --> 00:07:51.490 at the bus stop. 00:07:51.490 --> 00:07:52.890 None of this made any sense. 00:07:52.890 --> 00:07:57.630 The convict’s body was exhumed from the prison cemetery and given a DNA test. 00:07:57.630 --> 00:08:02.270 They found, with some surprise, that the body did not genetically match the DNA they had 00:08:02.270 --> 00:08:08.300 on file for him - the DNA which had, incidentally, convicted him in the first place. 00:08:08.300 --> 00:08:12.580 When the body retrieved from the swampland had its DNA tested, they also found something 00:08:12.580 --> 00:08:13.780 strange. 00:08:13.780 --> 00:08:18.180 The DNA was so damaged that it was impossible to make any conclusive determinations as to 00:08:18.180 --> 00:08:19.700 whether it was a match. 00:08:19.700 --> 00:08:24.410 It was the strangest mystery anyone involved had ever seen, and sadly for them, they would 00:08:24.410 --> 00:08:28.860 never know the answer as to what happened to the convict in that swamp. 00:08:28.860 --> 00:08:33.800 The answer, of course, is SCP-1692… 00:08:33.800 --> 00:08:37.919 But before we go any further, I must first allow you to indulge me for just a moment, 00:08:37.919 --> 00:08:39.779 since I have a special announcement. 00:08:39.779 --> 00:08:43.509 As you know, I have been seeking assistance in order to bring you longer, more in depth, 00:08:43.509 --> 00:08:47.490 and more frequent explorations of unknown anomalies, which is why I’m happy to announce 00:08:47.490 --> 00:08:52.470 that today’s exploration has been sponsored by a kind benefactor, NordVPN. 00:08:52.470 --> 00:08:58.560 Try NordVPN right now by 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00:10:16.940 --> 00:10:20.480 of swampland in St. Landry Parish, Louisiana. 00:10:20.480 --> 00:10:24.300 Something you learn after studying many of the anomalies in the files of the SCP Foundation 00:10:24.300 --> 00:10:26.240 is that the question, “Why?” 00:10:26.240 --> 00:10:27.650 is often a dead end. 00:10:27.650 --> 00:10:31.310 The best you can expect is half an answer to “How?” 00:10:31.310 --> 00:10:34.649 with the only definitive answers available being something more in the neighborhood of 00:10:34.649 --> 00:10:36.740 “How can we stop it?”. 00:10:36.740 --> 00:10:39.970 Is SCP-1692 just such a case? 00:10:39.970 --> 00:10:46.089 Let’s start with SCP-1692-2, which is the heart of the anomaly. 00:10:46.089 --> 00:10:51.700 SCP-1692-2 is a sinkhole of unknown depth, filled with mud and water. 00:10:51.700 --> 00:10:55.610 While you are right to assume that these are quite commonly found in Louisiana swamps, 00:10:55.610 --> 00:11:01.029 since 2014, this particular sinkhole is different in that it has played host to at least 31 00:11:01.029 --> 00:11:06.959 sets of human remains as well as 24 different sets that turned out to have belonged to animals. 00:11:06.959 --> 00:11:10.410 Despite constant monitoring by the Foundation to ensure that nothing else has entered the 00:11:10.410 --> 00:11:14.639 pit since it was brought under containment, new bodies will still sporadically be discovered 00:11:14.639 --> 00:11:18.230 in the muck, with their exact origin remaining unknown. 00:11:18.230 --> 00:11:21.600 But the bodies themselves are often quite easily identified. 00:11:21.600 --> 00:11:26.360 In fact, fourteen of the human remains recovered have been confirmed as belonging to people 00:11:26.360 --> 00:11:31.870 who were reported as having gone missing between the early 1900s and the mid-to-late 1950s. 00:11:31.870 --> 00:11:36.939 But before we get too much further into that, let’s return to the “How” of this anomaly’s 00:11:36.939 --> 00:11:37.939 operations. 00:11:37.939 --> 00:11:41.930 When a human being enters the area near the sinkhole, it becomes increasingly likely that 00:11:41.930 --> 00:11:47.389 an anomalous entity will manifest, which the Foundation has designated as SCP-1692-1. 00:11:47.389 --> 00:11:54.040 While SCP-1692-1 will most likely take the form of a young girl, appearing to be perhaps 00:11:54.040 --> 00:11:59.249 12 or 13 years old, it has also been seen taking the form of different local mammals, 00:11:59.249 --> 00:12:03.160 or even the form of one of the people reported missing whose last known location was known 00:12:03.160 --> 00:12:05.689 to be in the area near the sinkhole. 00:12:05.689 --> 00:12:11.070 Regardless of the form though it takes though, once SCP-1692-1 appears it will act as a kind 00:12:11.070 --> 00:12:16.420 of lure, beckoning the lost individual further and further into the anomalous zone. 00:12:16.420 --> 00:12:19.939 It is unknown how they are able to convince the victim to follow them deeper into the 00:12:19.939 --> 00:12:24.620 swamp, and it is suspected by Foundation researchers that there may be some memetic influence at 00:12:24.620 --> 00:12:31.110 play, though it also just as probably that SCP-1692-1 is simply capable of utilizing 00:12:31.110 --> 00:12:35.370 strong non-anomalous psychological persuasion to entice them. 00:12:35.370 --> 00:12:39.490 Once the person being led into the swamp crosses beyond a certain point, they will completely 00:12:39.490 --> 00:12:42.839 disappear, leaving no trace whatsoever. 00:12:42.839 --> 00:12:47.379 Any clothing or other objects they dropped or left behind will dematerialize, and even 00:12:47.379 --> 00:12:49.670 their footprints will vanish. 00:12:49.670 --> 00:12:54.630 In the hours, days, or even sometimes weeks that follow, the third component of the anomaly 00:12:54.630 --> 00:12:56.809 finally activates. 00:12:56.809 --> 00:13:03.059 Known as SCP-1692-3, this new entity will manifest in the area, and attempt to leave, 00:13:03.059 --> 00:13:06.230 if leaving is even possible based on their modified physiology. 00:13:06.230 --> 00:13:12.610 That’s because while SCP-1692-3 is a copy of the latest individual to go missing, crucially, 00:13:12.610 --> 00:13:15.790 it is always an imperfect copy. 00:13:15.790 --> 00:13:20.350 It will appear altered, deformed, or mutilated in some fashion, and certain elements seem 00:13:20.350 --> 00:13:22.160 to be recurring. 00:13:22.160 --> 00:13:28.120 For example, SCP-1692-3 will often now be missing some or even all of their limbs or 00:13:28.120 --> 00:13:32.279 organs, but there will be no sign of an amputation having been performed. 00:13:32.279 --> 00:13:36.259 They will also often be observed to be suffering from hydrocephalus - the dangerous condition 00:13:36.259 --> 00:13:39.040 where fluid builds up in cavities within the brain. 00:13:39.040 --> 00:13:45.980 84% of all recorded SCP-1692-3 instances have displayed other major physiological differences 00:13:45.980 --> 00:13:50.329 from their original counterparts, such as having different hair, skin, or eye colors 00:13:50.329 --> 00:13:52.430 or different blood types 00:13:52.430 --> 00:13:56.769 And the changes present in these entities are not limited to just physical ones. 00:13:56.769 --> 00:14:03.029 Dissociative amnesia is always a foregone conclusion for SCP-1692-3 specimens, which 00:14:03.029 --> 00:14:07.389 means they have no knowledge of their recent history, and they will often also experience 00:14:07.389 --> 00:14:12.600 depersonalization, reporting the feeling of being in a dreamlike or unreal state of being. 00:14:12.600 --> 00:14:16.440 They will also possess knowledge that the original had no way of knowing - such as being 00:14:16.440 --> 00:14:20.790 able to speak in foreign languages the original had no previous fluency in - and there will 00:14:20.790 --> 00:14:25.600 often be improvements or impairments of the general mental faculties of the original. 00:14:25.600 --> 00:14:31.269 To put it in layman's terms, the SCP-1692-3 specimens come back wrong. 00:14:31.269 --> 00:14:35.480 And save for two notable exceptions, which we’ll get to in just a moment, the severity 00:14:35.480 --> 00:14:40.000 of the alterations often cause these specimens to die shortly after they leave the St. Landry 00:14:40.000 --> 00:14:42.089 Parish anomalous zone. 00:14:42.089 --> 00:14:47.589 The Foundation’s knowledge of SCP-1692 began all the way back in 1938, after they were 00:14:47.589 --> 00:14:52.059 alerted to a string of child disappearances in the St. Landry Parish area. 00:14:52.059 --> 00:14:56.699 Thankfully for the local parents, all of these children eventually returned home, however, 00:14:56.699 --> 00:14:58.730 they all came back different. 00:14:58.730 --> 00:15:02.879 Some were missing fingers, while one somehow had an extra finger. 00:15:02.879 --> 00:15:04.689 Others returned with different hair and eye colors. 00:15:04.689 --> 00:15:08.779 A number of local police officers were sent to search the local swampland in search of 00:15:08.779 --> 00:15:13.820 a perpetrator, and some of these officers also went missing and returned in a state 00:15:13.820 --> 00:15:16.240 of profound alteration. 00:15:16.240 --> 00:15:19.860 Foundation Field Agents soon arrived and took over the investigation, cordoning off the 00:15:19.860 --> 00:15:24.100 area around the swamp to hopefully prevent anything else entering or exiting the presumably 00:15:24.100 --> 00:15:25.439 anomalous area. 00:15:25.439 --> 00:15:30.060 They conducted their own independent search into the St. Landry Parish swamp and it didn’t 00:15:30.060 --> 00:15:34.440 take long for them to discover a mutilated corpse in an extremely unnerving condition. 00:15:34.440 --> 00:15:39.829 The body appeared to belong to a small child, but it was difficult to identify, since most 00:15:39.829 --> 00:15:43.019 of the head above the jaw was missing. 00:15:43.019 --> 00:15:46.940 Both legs were also gone, though strangely it appeared as though skin had grown over 00:15:46.940 --> 00:15:51.869 the wounds, leaving no sign of a removal either pre or post-mortem. 00:15:51.869 --> 00:15:56.209 A search into the local police files revealed that both the body and clothes perfectly matched 00:15:56.209 --> 00:16:00.850 those described in a missing persons report for one Bobby Dunbar, a child who had gone 00:16:00.850 --> 00:16:03.439 missing 25 years prior. 00:16:03.439 --> 00:16:07.610 But there was something strange about this file - the case had been closed, since Bobby 00:16:07.610 --> 00:16:11.329 had actually returned to his parents shortly after he disappeared. 00:16:11.329 --> 00:16:15.639 This meant that, by all rights, this corpse had no reason to exist. 00:16:15.639 --> 00:16:19.829 How could Bobby Dunbar both be alive and a corpse in a swamp? 00:16:19.829 --> 00:16:24.249 The Foundation needed to find out, so they placed the body into cold storage and continued 00:16:24.249 --> 00:16:28.639 the investigation, seeking out the now-adult Bobby Dunbar for questioning. 00:16:28.639 --> 00:16:31.699 Naturally, this was a frightening ordeal for Mr. Dunbar. 00:16:31.699 --> 00:16:35.519 He had already lived through the traumatic experience of going missing as a child and 00:16:35.519 --> 00:16:40.360 then returning home with no memory of the event, left to constantly wonder about just 00:16:40.360 --> 00:16:44.610 what had happened to him out in that swamp as he tried his best to move on with his life. 00:16:44.610 --> 00:16:50.060 But now here he was, being approached by strange men in dark suits, who were telling him that 00:16:50.060 --> 00:16:53.970 a corpse had been discovered in that same swamp where he had gone missing and that it 00:16:53.970 --> 00:16:56.389 appeared to belong to him. 00:16:56.389 --> 00:17:00.339 Bobby Dunbar of course had very little to offer on the possible nature of the body, 00:17:00.339 --> 00:17:04.680 other than vaguely recalling, quote, “the other boy on the wagon”. 00:17:04.680 --> 00:17:08.550 Unfortunately he was unable to provide any further details on the matter other than this 00:17:08.550 --> 00:17:10.380 cryptic phrase. 00:17:10.380 --> 00:17:14.209 The Foundation peered further into the rabbit hole of the Dunbar case, and soon learned 00:17:14.209 --> 00:17:19.030 that after Bobby had returned home, there had been a rather strange custody battle. 00:17:19.030 --> 00:17:22.339 Investigations into the local court archive revealed that the case had been between the 00:17:22.339 --> 00:17:27.150 Dunbar family and another local man named William Cantwell Walters. 00:17:27.150 --> 00:17:31.610 Walters claimed that the boy believed to be Bobby Dunbar wasn’t Bobby Dunbar at all, 00:17:31.610 --> 00:17:36.070 but was in fact actually a different boy named Charles B. Anderson, the son of a woman who 00:17:36.070 --> 00:17:38.020 worked for Walters. 00:17:38.020 --> 00:17:42.390 Walters pursued every legal avenue available to him, but after the boy himself identified 00:17:42.390 --> 00:17:47.240 Mrs. Dunbar as his mother, the court ruled that he really was Bobby Dunbar and granted 00:17:47.240 --> 00:17:50.110 full custody to the Dunbar family. 00:17:50.110 --> 00:17:53.870 This put an end to the whole matter, at least in the legal sense, and the boy lived out 00:17:53.870 --> 00:17:57.690 the rest of life as Bobby Dunbar, eventually passing away in 1966. 00:17:57.690 --> 00:18:01.710 But that wasn’t the end of Bobby’s story. 00:18:01.710 --> 00:18:06.950 Decades later, in 2004, the SCP Foundation took another look at the strange case of Bobby 00:18:06.950 --> 00:18:08.410 Dunbar. 00:18:08.410 --> 00:18:12.620 Equipped now with the technology to perform accurate DNA tests, the Foundation discovered 00:18:12.620 --> 00:18:17.500 that the man who lived his life as Bobby Dunbar actually bore no relation to the Dunbar family 00:18:17.500 --> 00:18:18.840 at all. 00:18:18.840 --> 00:18:22.030 But if this wasn’t Bobby Dunbar, then who was it? 00:18:22.030 --> 00:18:26.730 And was that his body that had been discovered in the swamp all the way back in 1938? 00:18:26.730 --> 00:18:31.560 Unfortunately the DNA from the corpse in Foundation custody had been severely mutated by a process 00:18:31.560 --> 00:18:38.150 known as hydrolytic deamination and results were inconclusive, which means the actual 00:18:38.150 --> 00:18:44.300 fate of both the real Bobby and the child known as Charles B. Anderson remains unknown. 00:18:44.300 --> 00:18:49.360 By 1939, enough incidents like the Bobby Dunbar case had transpired that the Foundation saw 00:18:49.360 --> 00:18:56.680 fit to fully quarantine the area, but they still continued to find new instances of SCP-1693-3 00:18:56.680 --> 00:18:58.340 within the swamp. 00:18:58.340 --> 00:19:02.400 Among those collected by the Foundation was a woman missing her left eye and exhibiting 00:19:02.400 --> 00:19:05.880 extensive stitching across the left side of her jawline. 00:19:05.880 --> 00:19:09.470 She was able to provide the Foundation with reliable testimony that revealed the existence 00:19:09.470 --> 00:19:17.380 of both SCP-1692-1 and SCP-1692-2, and Upon the Foundation locating the sinkhole, they 00:19:17.380 --> 00:19:22.190 discovered two more corpses, one of which bore a strong resemblance to the woman. 00:19:22.190 --> 00:19:27.370 Interestingly, it had several portions missing from its head, including its left eye socket. 00:19:27.370 --> 00:19:31.650 As could be expected, this distressed the woman considerably, and she vehemently denied 00:19:31.650 --> 00:19:36.770 any connection between herself and the corpse that was found within the sinkhole in the 00:19:36.770 --> 00:19:37.770 swamp. 00:19:37.770 --> 00:19:40.750 The woman was kept in Foundation custody in order to observe her until she inevitably 00:19:40.750 --> 00:19:46.690 expired, but unlike the other SCP-1692-3 instances, her health didn’t appear to falter. 00:19:46.690 --> 00:19:50.830 When the Foundation was confident that they had gained all they could from studying her, 00:19:50.830 --> 00:19:55.420 they provided amnestics and released her into the world with an adequate cover story. 00:19:55.420 --> 00:19:59.540 Much like the man who called himself Bobby Dunbar, she too would go on to live a normal 00:19:59.540 --> 00:20:01.890 life without further incident. 00:20:01.890 --> 00:20:06.530 But in another turn that was eerily similar to the Bobby Dunbar story, posthumous DNA 00:20:06.530 --> 00:20:10.870 tests showed that she too did not genetically match any of her family, and tests on the 00:20:10.870 --> 00:20:14.790 corpse taken from the swamp which resembled her were also inconclusive. 00:20:14.790 --> 00:20:21.010 The Foundation has fully fenced off the 2.77 square kilometer area inhabited by SCP-1692, 00:20:21.010 --> 00:20:22.960 with chain link and barbed wire. 00:20:22.960 --> 00:20:27.360 Outposts observing the area are positioned at 500 meter intervals, with Foundation guards 00:20:27.360 --> 00:20:30.460 posing as park employees frequently patrolling the area in groups. 00:20:30.460 --> 00:20:34.520 If ever civilians infiltrate, the guards are instructed to prevent them from venturing 00:20:34.520 --> 00:20:38.000 in further through non-lethal means, and turn them back around. 00:20:38.000 --> 00:20:42.360 Thankfully, containment of this particular anomaly has become more effective as technology 00:20:42.360 --> 00:20:43.720 has advanced. 00:20:43.720 --> 00:20:47.970 Reliable live video surveillance was established in the anomalous swampland of St. Landry Parish, 00:20:47.970 --> 00:20:52.760 and this has led to anomalous activity declining significantly, especially with regards to 00:20:52.760 --> 00:20:56.760 new human SCP-1692-3 specimens. 00:20:56.760 --> 00:21:02.950 The majority SCP-1692-3 entities discovered as of late have instead been slightly mutated 00:21:02.950 --> 00:21:03.950 animals. 00:21:03.950 --> 00:21:09.260 Due to the strange and unpredictable nature of SCP-1692, its containment needs have been 00:21:09.260 --> 00:21:13.360 a consistent work in progress, earning it the Euclid Object Class. 00:21:13.360 --> 00:21:17.200 Any member of Foundation personnel at Level 2 Clearance or Above is privy to knowledge 00:21:17.200 --> 00:21:21.030 about this anomaly, and that’s excellent, because this is one that should stir up a 00:21:21.030 --> 00:21:24.050 few important questions in all of us. 00:21:24.050 --> 00:21:26.990 After all, life is a long and winding road. 00:21:26.990 --> 00:21:29.110 How well can you remember your childhood? 00:21:29.110 --> 00:21:34.280 And perhaps even more importantly, how can you be sure that those memories really belong 00:21:34.280 --> 00:21:35.280 to you? 00:21:35.280 --> 00:21:41.170 Now go and watch another entry from the files of Dr. Bob, like “SCP-069 - Second Chance”, 00:21:41.170 --> 00:21:45.560 for another anomaly that raises some quite difficult questions about the nature of self. 00:21:45.560 --> 00:21:50.130 And make sure you subscribe and turn on notifications, so you don’t miss a single anomaly, as we 00:21:50.130 --> 00:21:52.710 delve further and further into the SCP Foundation’s classified archives.