The young woman looked again at her map, turning
it this way and that, trying to figure out which way she should be going. “Excuse me… sir!” she calls out to a
passing man, but he pays her no mind. A woman walks past and stops when the woman
tries her hand at the local language. “Bud… um… laska.” “Da?” the woman asks her. “Vy… ugh.. Ros… rosmovlyayete… uh… anglijskoyu?” “Net,” the woman replies before continuing
on her way. The young woman feels that this is hopeless. Outside of a few phrases like “hello,”
“goodbye,” and “where is the bathroom?” her local language skills are sorely lacking. She’s still at the beginning of her grand
trip of Europe that saw her starting on the eastern side of the continent with the plan
to travel westward and finish her journey in Paris. She’s traveled a bit before, but here in
this Ukrainian city she’s realizing that she may be out of her comfort zone. This trip is very important to her though. After her parents were killed in a car wreck,
she was paralyzed with grief and barely left her room for months. She decided that she needed to get away and
give herself a clean break from everything back home, and so she decided to do what her
parents had done when they were her age and backpack across Europe. All of the pictures from their trip showed
the two of them together smiling and happy in front of great landmarks, but here she
was, alone, scared, and unable to even find her hostel. “Sir, can you help me!” she cries to another
passing man, waving her map towards him, but he too ignores her pleas. The young woman zips up her jacket. It’s getting late and the setting of the
sun is accompanied by a cold breeze. She looks up and down the city street, and
even though there are still plenty of people around, it feels as though all she can see
are unfriendly faces. Her face lights up when she spots something
though… It's a police officer! He’ll be able to help her. The young woman runs towards the police officer
who is standing near the side of the road. Or at least she thinks he must be a police
officer. His gray uniform looks a little old fashioned,
but it’s neat and well fitting and he’s holding what appears to be a baton used for
directing traffic. The young woman approaches the officer but
his back is to her as he gazes out towards the street. Unsure of what else to do, she reaches out
with some hesitancy and taps the man on the shoulder, causing him to wheel around to face
her. He stares at her without speaking. “Umm… do you speak English?” the young
woman asks. “Yes, little,” he responds in a thick
Ukrainian accent. “Oh thank goodness. You have to help me, please, I’m completely
lost and I don’t know what to do.” As people continue to walk past her without
giving any notice, she goes on to explain that after arriving in the North Eastern Ukrainian
city she took what she thought would be the right bus, but ended up going in the completely
wrong direction. Now she has no idea where she is and is worried
she won’t make it to her hostel before night falls. “Where is your khostel?” the policeman
asks. “Somewhere called the…” she looks down
at the words scribbled on the margins of her map. “The student… the studentskaya,” she
tells him. “Ah yes, yes.” The police officer says. There are many hostels there including some
specifically for foreign visitors and students. She has been very unlucky though, since it
was actually near the metro station she first arrived at. He can help her get there though. There is a bus that will take her straight
there, and the stop is only a few blocks away. He can walk with her there if she likes. The young woman accepts his kind offer and
the two start heading down the sidewalk together. As they walk, he asks what she is doing in
their city and she explains how she just needed to get away and see the world. She’s unsure why, but she feels like she
can confide in this policeman, and she begins to explain what happened to her parents, how
alone she felt at home, and how this trip is meant to be a life reset, but so far it’s
off to a terrible start. “We have a phrase,” he tells her, “Vsegda
mozhet byt' khuzhe” “What does that mean?” she asks. “It can always get worse… this way” The police officer points towards an alleyway
and starts walking towards it. He can tell the young woman is feeling apprehensive
about entering the dark space between the buildings and he assures her that it is a
shortcut, there’s nothing to be afraid of. The two walk into the alley together and the
young woman again starts telling him about her life back in the United States, what she
plans to do when she gets back, how she hopes the trip will be a turning point for her. As she talks, she fails to notice that the
police officer has begun to slow. She does notice though, that the shadow of
the police officer has suddenly started to stretch out on the ground in front of her. She stops and watches as the shadow keeps
moving, growing larger and larger. It stretches and lengthens, even as hers stays
the same. She also realizes that the sound of the policeman’s
footsteps have also stopped. She slowly turns to see it standing in the
place where the police officer should be. A grotesque, horrible sight. A massively tall creature, with long, disgusting
limbs. She’s too scared to scream as she continues
looking up its gigantic body before finally looking at its face, or what’s left of it. Half of its jaw hangs unhinged, as if it has
been torn from its joint, and it has no ears or nose. She trembles in fear as she wonders if whatever
this thing is can see her, since it also has no eyes. The last thing she sees before she turns to
run is the creature lifting up one of its arms, where its hand has been replaced by
a black and white metal rod that it brings down with terrifying speed and crushes her
skull. Pryvit! Today’s file exploration has taken us to
Ukraine, though the anomaly known as SCP-1366-RU has been known to appear in a number of other
countries as well. SCP-1366-RU is a humanoid creature that, from
what the SCP Foundation has been able to observe, appears to be sapient, and resembles a police
officer, or militsiya, from the 1970s Soviet Union. It wears a long, dark gray coat, tall black
leather boots, and a cap, and holds a black and white baton reminiscent of the type used
by police officers in Russia and many Eastern European countries to direct traffic. When an individual begins interacting with
SCP-1366-RU, they will find that they feel as if they are talking to a regular police
officer and having a completely normal conversation. It is capable of exerting a mental influence
over the person speaking with them, allowing it to easily mislead and deceive them, which
explains why they ignore the fact that the officer is wearing a uniform that is several
decades out of date. Those who pass by will not seem to notice
the anachronistic clothing either, and they will pay no mind to what is happening.This
same effect extends to those viewing SCP-1366-RU on a live feed, and it is only when recordings
are viewed, that its true form is revealed. SCP-1366-RU’s actual appearance is that
of a mummified human corpse, though it is taller than any human at over 5 meters in
height, with arms and legs that are disproportionately long, with the legs alone making up two thirds
of its total height. SCP-1366-RU is also extremely skinny, even
for a desiccated cadaver, and its limbs and head look as though they are nothing more
than brown, dry skin stretched directly over bones with no muscle at all underneath. Its left hand appears to be missing, and in
its place the creature has a black and white rod fused directly into its arm. 1366-RU’s face appears as though it has
suffered tremendous injuries. Its eyes, nose, and ears all look as if they
have been removed from its face, and the left half of its lower jaw hangs freely in its
joint as though it were torn away. Despite this damage to its face, it is still
quite capable of speech, at least when people are perceiving it in its human form. It’s currently unknown why, but SCP-1366-RU
appears to be primarily interested in kidnapping and killing people who are in countries that
once belonged to the former Soviet Union. So far there has been no commonalities between
the victims except for one thing, all of their parents were dead at the time of their abduction. Once the Foundation realized this uniting
factor, they were able to create a scenario in which the anomaly appeared, though so far
this has only been successful one time. Foundation researchers located a member of
Class D personnel who was an orphan, D-1935, and equipped them with a radio headset, a
video camera, and a microphone, and instructed them to walk the streets of a city located
in a country which was once part of the USSR. The D-Class was observed on location by members
of MTF Eta-10 nicknamed "See No Evil" and they watched as D-1935 suddenly stopped on
the sidewalk. He was approached by a police officer with
an out of date uniform who saluted the D-Class with his right hand. Eta-10, appeared to not see the police officer
and reminded the D-Class to stay sharp and continue looking for 1366-RU. The police officer spoke to the D-Class, though
only in mumbled, broken words, as if something had rendered him unable to speak. The recording equipment captured the D-Class
seeming to have a one sided conversation with the policeman, where he insisted that he wasn’t
lost, and that he was actually out walking with his mother. Or rather, he thought he was out with his
mother. It seemed to the D-Class that she had just
left, and he requested the police officers help in finding her again. The officer then took the D-Class’s hand
and began leading him away, eventually taking him into a dark alley. All the while Eta-10 seemed completely oblivious
to what was going on. They didn’t even realize that D-1935 had
left until the two disappeared into the alleyway. They began searching the area but they were
unable to locate the D-Class anywhere. It was as if he had been there one moment
and then simply disappeared. Luckily, D-1935 had also been equipped with
a GPS tracking beacon. But when Eta-10 looked at their locator, they
were convinced something was wrong, since it showed that the D-Class was now over 5,000
kilometers away. A nearby containment team was sent to the
location being broadcast from D-1935’s tracker, and they arrived roughly two hours after his
disappearance. When they got to the location, they discovered
that it was coming from a very strange place… a cemetery. The team cautiously entered the cemetery and
began making their way in the direction of the beacon, unaware of what they would find. When the GPS locator finally signalled that
they were in the correct position, they realized that they were standing directly over a grave,
specifically, a grave belonging to the mother of D-1935, who had been dead for over 50 years. There was no question though, this was the
location the beacon was broadcasting from, and after receiving permission from the Foundation,
the containment team began to dig. When the coffin was finally revealed, the
team readied their weapons, unsure of what they might find inside, but when they opened
its lid, they saw that their guns weren’t necessary. All that was found within was the mummified
body of a woman… that and the body of D-1935, who was curled up in the fetal position, tightly
hugging the remains of his mother. Following this event, the parents of other
suspected SCP-1366-RU victims were exhumed as well, and in each case, the missing person’s
body was found inside alongside their deceased mother or father. SCP-1366-RU, which has been given the nickname
Uncle Styopa, a play on a popular Russian’s children character who is an extremely tall
policeman, has so far eluded all containment attempts, and it has been classified as Euclid. Disappearances of those without living parents
in former Soviet Union countries should be investigated to determine the involvement
of SCP-1366-RU. Any recording devices in the area where they
disappeared must be checked and should they contain any images of SCP-1366-RU’s true
form, then they are to be immediately confiscated and destroyed. Now go and watch another entry from the files
of Dr. Bob, like SCP-1098-RU - The Theater of Living Puppets, for another anomaly from
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