Information
Name: To My Son Who Will Never Know Me
Author: Uncle Nicolini
Rating: 28/34
Created at: Tue Jul 22 2025
Item #: SCP-1976
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures
SCP-1976 is to be contained within a standard humanoid containment chamber, located within Site-55's Safe SCP wing. Personnel entering SCP-1976's containment chamber are to wear tinted goggles to prevent accidental viewing of SCP-1976. All images and videos depicting SCP-1976 have been destroyed, and the creation of new images is to be considered a breach of containment.
Description
SCP-1976 is a humanoid organism, approximately 2 meters tall and weighing 80 kilograms. When viewed remotely, SCP-1976 resembles the subject believed to be responsible for its creation, an adult male named Alan ██████, in a persistent vegetative state.
If a human subject is able to view SCP-1976, whether by seeing it physically or on a reproduced image such as a photograph, they will come under the immediate and permanent belief that SCP-1976 is the person they recognize as their father, who has recently been injured due to a serious accident. Subjects will attempt to draw attention to their father's condition, which will invariably lead to additional subjects being affected by SCP-1976. If an SCP-1976-affected person is presented with their real father, they will not recognize them and react as though they were a stranger.1
If more than one subject is affected by SCP-1976 at once, they will each believe that SCP-1976 is their father. They will attempt to conduct logical arguments with other SCP-1976-affected subjects, attempting to use their interpretations of SCP-1976's appearance to convince them. When these attempts invariably fail, subjects will attempt to take SCP-1976 by force, sometimes attempting to contact higher levels of authority in order to accomplish this.
SCP-1976 was discovered on 9/17/1976, after a case of massive confusion caused by SCP-1976 at a local hospital reached Foundation assets. Investigation into SCP-1976's origin revealed that it had been taken to the hospital from a residential address in Boston, MA. Several audio tape recordings from the address' basement, with neighbors and family members issued amnestics.
Addendum
The following is a series of audio tape recordings produced by Alan ██████, a former mortuary assistant who had expired two days prior to SCP-1976's recovery. Investigation into connections between this individual and possible groups of interest have not yielded substantial evidence.
Experiment 5.
The stiff actually woke up this time. I couldn't transfer what I had to onto him because he started freaking out, so I had to put him down. I don't think the girls heard it, so that's a relief.
[A wet cough is audible.]
This one, uh. It's a real catastrophe, I tell you. I don't know how I'm going to explain how all the corpses keep going missing from the morgue to Mitchell, but I can't stop now.
Hey Jess, hey Liz. It's dad. I wanted to tell you how happy I am that you graduated high school. And if you didn't, well, why is your mom playing this for you?
[Laughter, which is suddenly cut off by a single cough.]
You're on to your next big adventure; college! You're both smart cookies, so I just know you got accepted into Harvard. I just wish I could see you now. Be good, and remember, no boys until after you graduate, okay? I'm holding your mom to that.
Experiment 9.
Nothing is working anymore. I can't get them to wake up and Artie is starting to get suspicious that I'm at the dump every other night with a huge bag. Son of a bitch…
[There is a light snapping sound, presumably a lighter being turned on.]
What am I going to do? I'll have to make sure I get rid of these recordings so Anna doesn't flip her lid after I…
[A sigh.]
God damn it.
Hey, Jess, hey Liz. It's dad. If you're hearing this, it's because one of you is getting married! Sorry I couldn't be there for you on your special day, darling, but you know how it is with these things. I love you. And I don't know who you're marrying, but if you love him, I'm sure he's real special.
I know that if you're getting married, a baby can't be far behind. Heh heh. You know, I never dreamed of being a grandfather? I always thought it would be me and my girls, forever young. But I know that's impossible.
Between you and me, I'd be a lousy grandfather. I'd spoil your kids rotten.
I have been a fool. All this time I thought making them wake up was what I had to do, but that schoolteacher proved me wrong. I'd better get to work.
[A wet, hacking cough.]