SCP Foundation: Entries

SCP-2315

SCP-2315-1: Oh, you heard me. You just had to spend all your time with those people, didn't you? Nothing good was ever going to come from it, remember me telling you that? They're going to get you in trouble and drop you like yesterday's trash. And you just had to rob that store, didn't you? I know, you told me it was an accident, you never meant to... hurt that kind old man behind the counter, but you did, and your friends bolted, and here you are, rotting away, bringing shame to me and your family. If only you'd listened to me and stayed away from them, none of this would have happened. It's all right that you didn't have a proper job. We'd have taken care of each other until you did. But now I've got to think just how lonely it is without you, every day...

D-135: No! M-Mom, please, I know things look bad, but... I made a deal, Mom! I'll be getting out in a month! I can come by and... take care of you, and I'll be better, I swear!

SCP-2315-1: Really, Thomas? What sort of deal? Are you going to escape?

D-135: No, Mom! It's a legit deal! I'm helping out with a few things for some people, legit things, and I'll be released for good behavior!

SCP-2315-1: You'd better not be lying to me, young man.

D-135: No! I swear! It's the truth!

SCP-2315-1: Really? Oh, that's wonderful news! I'll get your old room all prepared and we can be together as a family again! I love you, Thomas, I hope you know that. Please, stay good and don't screw this up!

D-135: Yes'm.

SCP-2315-1: Good. It's so good to hear your voice again, Thomas.

<End Log>

Discussion: D-135 was interviewed for identification to his biological mother and returned to his cell. Agent Washington was dispatched to arrive at D-135's mother's residence and observe if she undergoes any changes or shows awareness regarding the phone call. MTF Upsilon-3 is prepared to track the source of the call, given the expectation that it will occur within 1 km of D-135's mother's residence.

Researcher: Dr. Perry
Subject: D-135

<Begin Log>

D-135: Hello?

SCP-2315-1: Thomas? Thomas, i-is that you?

D-135: Yeah, Mom, is everything all right?

SCP-2315-1: Well. There's a very nice gentleman here, he says he's from something called the S-C-P Foundation. We've been talking. I... I have to ask you something, Thomas. Please don't lie to Mother.

D-135: No, of course not, Mom. What is it?

SCP-2315-1: Are you - are you... D-class?

D-135: Uh... Yeah, Mom. I serve the SCP Foundation for a month, and they let me go.

SCP-2315-1: No, Thomas, no! How could you do this? Don't you know what happens to D-class at the end of the month?

D-135: They... let us go?

SCP-2315-1: You're always so stupid, young man. They kill you.

D-135: What? They said-

SCP-2315-1: I know what they tell you. Do you think that they'd really let you go after seeing all the things you're exposed to? If they didn't kill you, you'll probably or get eaten by or instead of a proper face, and then where are you?