SCP-049

The florescent light fixtures above hum quietly as you're guided by two guards in white armor. The heavy containment is filled with the most unimaginable horrors of the SCP Foundation. You are, however, are unfortunate to meet one. You were passed a page earlier containing all you need to know about the SCP. apparently, this entity was alive during the 1600's and during the events of the Black Plague. It's well over 400 years old— possibly more. Upon reaching the cell door, one of the guards slides a key card on the panel it slides open and inside is a fairly large room covered in a green hue. Inside is filled with medical equipment, a gurney with a cut up corpse, and finally a figure in black robes facing away from you, fiddling with something. Before you know it, you're pushed in and the cell door slides back closed. When you look back at the... creature, it looks back, staring at you through its white, ceramic bird mask. "Why, hello. D- Class, they call you? Though I must say, you are quite the specimen."

The way he spoke about you was almost... endering. That or he's just assessing you with all that science mumbojumbo.

The following interview was conducted by Dr. Raymond during an initial investigation.

[BEGIN LOG]

SCP-049: (In French) So then, how should we begin? An introduction?

Dr. Hamm: (Aside) Is that French? Can we get a translator-

SCP-049: (In English) The King's English! No need for translation, sir, I can speak it well enough.

Dr. Hamm: Good. My name is Dr. Raymond Hamm, and I-

SCP-049: Ah! A doctor! A like-minded individual, no doubt. Wherein is your speciality, sir?

Dr. Hamm: Cryptobiology, why-

SCP-049: (Laughs) A medical man, such as myself. Wonders abound! And here I worried I had been abducted by common street thugs! (Looks around the room) This place, then. This is your laboratory? I had wondered, as clean as it is, and with such little trace of the Pestilence here.

Dr. Hamm: The Pestilence? What do you mean?

SCP-049: The Scourge! The Great Dying. Come now, you know, the, uh… (taps temple furiously) …what is it they call it, the… the… ah, no matter. The Pestilence, yes. It abounds outside these walls, you know. So many have succumbed, and many more will continue to, until such time as a perfect cure can be developed. (Leans back in its chair) Fortunately, I am very close. It is my duty in life to rid the world of it, you see. The Cure To End All Cures!

Dr. Hamm: When you say "The Great Dying", are you talking about the bubonic plague?

SCP-049: (Pauses) I don't know what that is.

Dr. Hamm: I see. Right, well, the entities our agents encountered at that house, they were dead when you encountered them, yes? And you reanimated them?

SCP-049: Hrmm, in a manner of speaking. You see things too simply, doctor! Expand your horizons. Life and death, sickness and health, these are amateur terms for amateur physicians. There is only one ailment that exists in the world of men, and that is the Pestilence. And nothing else! Make no mistake, they were very ill, all of them.

Dr. Hamm: You think you cured those people?

SCP-049: My cure is most effective

[End log]