You open your eyes, only to find something
blocking your vision. Are those… Teeth? Human teeth… Growing out of your eyes? Oh no… Oh god, no! Taking the subway can be a real hit-or-miss
experience. On one hand, it's cheaper than driving, especially
with gas prices these days. It's convenient, eco-friendly, and removes
any potential stress about where to park. But it can also be hot, poorly-maintained,
and worst of all… it's filled with the public. These are the thoughts running through the
woman's head as she stands on the subway on the way home from work. She holds onto a nearby pole for balance,
struggling to maintain a bubble of personal space as a steady stream of new passengers
climb on at each stop. She can feel her chest tightening with anxiety,
and she takes a deep breath to loosen the stress. Just a couple more stops to go, and then she
can get out of here and retreat to the comfort of her apartment. The train car slows down, and the doors open
for the penultimate stop. Great! After this one, she'll be home free. Of course, more people climb on. Everybody has places to go, she reminds herself. It's fine. But as one pale, jumpy-looking man crowds
a little bit too close to the pole she's holding, she feels her anxiety levels spike again. Why won't he just respect her personal space? Come on buddy, it's a crowded train but there's
enough room to take a step back. She's working up the nerve to say something
when the train jerks suddenly, starting back up. The sharp motion sends the man rocking forward,
and he bumps into her. Hard. She feels a sudden sharp pain in her hand,
and looks down to see a speck of blood. Seriously?! She swears at the strange man, unable to help
herself. He glances down, and his eyes widen. He apologizes profusely and backs away from
her, unmistakable terror in his eyes. A bit of an overreaction, she thinks. She just yelled a bit, it isn't as if she
was going to hurt him. But he pushes through the crowd, moving away
from her, and she doesn't care to follow. The train slows, and the doors slide open
again. Thank goodness, her stop! She shoves her way out of the train car as
fast as she can, and doesn't slow down until she's unlocking the door to her apartment. Time to tend to the weirdest injury she's
ever gotten. She disinfects the wound on her hand, and
begins to apply a bandage. Now that she's slowed down, she can get a
better look at it. She had assumed the guy's keys had poked her
or something, but now, examining it more carefully, it looks kind of like...a bite? Did he have some kind of animal up his sleeve
or something? It all happened so fast, she couldn't really
tell. Better to be safe than sorry, she'll go get
a rabies vaccine tomorrow. With that plan in place, and a bandage applied
to her hand, she quickly forgets about the hellish subway ride, the nervous man, and
the strange bite. The next day, she gets her rabies shot, and
puts the whole bizarre encounter out of her mind for good. And it stays there, out of sight and out of
mind… until about a week later, when her gums begin to ache. It starts with a twinge, a bit of discomfort
one morning that wakes her up before her alarm. But as the day goes on, the ache grows more
and more difficult to ignore. She finds herself chewing on her pen during
meetings, alleviating the itching, painful feeling in her gums with the pressure of it. A few days later, it's all she can think about. She half considers picking up one of those
hard plastic rings for teething babies. At that point, she realizes it's time to go
to the dentist. They'll know what to do. But when the dentist leans her back in that
adjustable chair and peers into her mouth, he is just as clueless as she is. Perhaps even moreso. She is presenting symptoms of a condition
known as hyperdontia, he explains. She is, at the age of 30 years old, growing
new teeth. Not wisdom teeth that are coming in, but a
whole new row of teeth, just behind the ones she already has. He advises her to come back in once the teeth
have grown in all the way, and they can discuss next steps then. She calls in sick to work the next day. She lies and tells them it's the flu. How could she explain the truth? But at least there's a solution in sight. The dentist will help her figure out what
to do next. And surely this will be the worst of it, right? Unfortunately, she couldn't be more wrong. When she wakes up the next day, she notices
some difficulty breathing through her nose, accompanied by a feeling of discomfort in
her nostrils. Oh great, is she actually sick now? She goes to blow her nose, but nothing comes
out. She rubs at her nostrils, and is startled
by a sudden sharp pain, and the sensation of something solid in there. What the hell is going on? She rushes to the bathroom mirror, tilting
her head back to get a better look. When she can make out what is blocking her
nostrils, her jaw drops. Teeth. They're smaller than the ones in her mouth,
and somewhat obscured, but there is no doubt about it. Little rows of teeth have erupted inside of
her nose. She calls her dentist and schedules an immediate
appointment. She struggles to explain on the phone, but
no matter what words she chooses, she knows the doctor won't truly understand until he
sees her condition with his own eyes. And when he does see it, he can't stop himself
from crying out in shock. This is no ordinary case of hyperdontia. This is something else entirely, something
that should be medically impossible. Seeing the appearance of teeth inside of the
woman's nose, the dentist decides to perform a thorough examination of the rest of her
face and head. Much to his, and her, horror, he finds small
teeth beginning to erupt in her ear canals too. He warns that, if they are not removed, they
could cause permanent damage to her hearing. There's no doubt about it: for the sake of
her wellbeing, the dentist must perform the strangest extractions of his career. The woman is given an anesthetic, and he gets
to work. By the time he is finished, the dentist has
pulled 36 teeth of varying sizes and shapes from her mouth, nose, and ears. It was a harrowing affair, but at least it's
over. He prescribes pain medication, an antibiotic,
and some time off of work, and advises the woman to give him a call if she experiences
anything like this again. Neither of them will say it aloud, but they're
both privately terrified that she'll have to come back in and do it all over again. For the next few weeks, the woman feels like
she's back to normal. She is a bit shaken up by the experience,
a bit exhausted, but otherwise it all seems to be resolved. Then the aches start up again. Not just in her gums this time, but in her
ears, in her nose, and more terrifyingly of all, in new places too. She can feel them, the germs of new teeth
growing under the surface in between her fingers and her toes, even in her eyelids. The feeling was unpleasant and distracting
before, but now it is absolute agony. She can barely dial the telephone to contact
her dentist, but she manages to call him and drag herself down to the office. At first, he doesn't want to believe it. But then, he performs an x-ray. The images that come back turn his stomach
and he nearly vomits onto the floor. He can see them, clear as day. Teeth, teeth, teeth, growing everywhere the
woman feels that unique ache, the building pressure of something struggling to grow,
ready to burst through the skin and be born. More teeth in her mouth, and teeth in her
eyes, her ears, all over her body. Even if he extracts every tooth again, even
if he plucks out each new growth, there will be more waiting to replace them. Unsure of what else to recommend, he advises
the woman to check herself into the hospital. Whatever her affliction is, it has progressed
beyond his capabilities. Weeks later, the woman is lying in her hospital
bed, weak, exhausted, barely able to move. Her skin is dotted with teeth. Her doctors tried to perform surgery to remove
some of the teeth before they could erupt, but the incisions became tiny mouths filled
with even more teeth. Now, they've all but given up. She can barely open her eyes to get a look
at the strange figures that enter her hospital room, promising to help get to the bottom
of her condition. They're scientists, they say. And they specialize in unusual conditions
like hers. This poor, unfortunate woman is considered
the first recorded patient to be infected with SCP-2450. SCP-2450 is an infectious disease, the most
notable symptom of which is the manifestation of severe hyperdontia in unusual parts of
the body. The initial source of the infection has been
traced to the location now known as Building-2450, a former men's bathroom in a company service
station off of a major motorway in the United Kingdom. It is unknown exactly how the infection is
transmitted, but Level-V Haz-Suits have been ineffective at containing and preventing the
infection. The disease can affect a wide variety of mammalian
species, including but not limited to rodents, dogs, and humans. Approximately 23 percent of mammals exposed
to the initial infection source area will contract SCP-2450. Infection can also be passed through a bite,
provided the bite is deep enough to draw blood. Infections from bites occur at a rate of approximately
12 percent. The initial stage of infection is characterized
by the presentation of hyperdontia in various orifices of the body. I am sorry to say that is exactly what it
sounds like: the eruption of extra teeth, in places where no teeth should be. This generally begins in the mouth, as extra
teeth sprout from the gums, the roof of the mouth, and the frenulum beneath the tongue. However, as the disease progreses, any bodily
opening can become fair game, including the nostrils, the eye sockets, and other, even
less comfortable, locations. The size of the teeth varies depending on
the size of the opening, and tends to be proportional to the space available. Teeth produced as a result of SCP-2450 infection
grow at a rate approximately 12 times that of ordinary teeth, and can grow from gem to
full root completion over the course of a period between three weeks and nine months,
depending on size. As the infection progresses, more and more
rows of teeth will grow further and further back into the affected orifice. Once all natural bodily orifices have grown
at least one full row of teeth, the infection will progress into its next stage. At this stage, parts of the body that form
a semi-closed space such as the spaces between the toes, or the armpits, will begin to erupt
teeth. If that wasn't horrible enough, any apertures
formed on the body via external trauma, such as cuts on the skin, will become growth sites
for SCP-2450 teeth. Did you just feel a shiver run down your spine? Me too. My own spine, not your spine. You understand. Back to the matter at hand, which I'm so sorry
to tell you does in fact get worse. You see, as the infection progresses and more
and more teeth are growing the calcium and other minerals required to grow these teeth
have to come from somewhere. These minerals will be leached from the body's
natural stores, and the process can frequently result in osteoporosis and hypocalcaemia. Administering calcium and other mineral supplements
to SCP-2450 patients will keep them alive, and they will continue to produce teeth indefinitely
if this is the case. You might be wondering if the process of growing
all of these teeth is especially painful. Allow me to provide absolutely no reassurance:
it is. It has been described as extremely painful,
and similar to the teething pains experienced by young children as their regular teeth develop
and grow in. Much like teething infants, patients will
experience a strong desire to address this pain by biting or grinding the affected teeth. However, as the infection progresses, the
teeth will begin to erupt in areas that are incapable of biting. In these cases, patients will often grind
the teeth against solid objects such as the corners of walls. This activity has been highly discouraged,
as it could result in cuts and lacerations that may provide a breeding ground for even
more teeth, resulting in a truly vicious cycle. Incidentally, this behavior led to the first
recorded instance of SCP-2450 infection via tooth-to-blood contact. SCP-2450 was first discovered by the Foundation
during a routine search of medical literature, and on February 19, 2009, the Foundation classified
it as an anomalous phenomenon sufficiently distinct from hyperdontia. At that point, standard information suppression
policy was applied successfully, and the pattern of outbreaks was then used to trace the source
to the aforementioned service station. At that point, a series of quarantines and
experimentation revealed that the men's restroom in Wing B was the specific point of origin. As far as the Foundation has been able to
determine, there is nothing anomalous about the service station, or that particular bathroom,
aside from the SCP-2450 infections themselves. The station was first built in 1983, and operated
normally for decades. So when, and how, did everything change? By interviewing cleaning and security staff
and reviewing years of security footage, the SCP Foundation was able to tentatively pinpoint
the date of origin for SCP-2450 to July 15, 2008. On that day, the following events were captured
by security cameras located in the building. First, three men in black hooded sweatshirts
entered the building, their hoods pulled up to obscure their faces. One of the men carried a large, seemingly
empty backpack. Another held an unidentified green implement. The third man had nothing in his hands. Shortly after entering the building, the men
stopped outside of the Wing B men's bathroom and spoke amongst themselves. No audio was recorded, and their lips could
not be seen, so there is no way of knowing exactly what was said, but whatever it was,
the men entered the bathroom a few moments later. Before shutting the door behind them, the
last man examined the area, looking to see if they were being followed. Seeing that they were alone, he closed the
door, and the three of them disappeared. They were inside the bathroom for the next
two and a half hours. Whatever happened in that bathroom is still
unknown, as security cameras inside of restrooms are generally frowned upon and tend not to
be installed. After those two and a half hours were up,
two out of the three men exited the bathroom: the man with the backpack, and the man who
was carrying the green object. The third man was not with them. The backpack now appeared to be full, and
a great deal heavier than it was on the way in. The two men walked to the main entrance of
the building, at which point the one without the backpack stopped and reached into the
top pocket of his hooded sweatshirt. He then patted the pockets of his trousers. Whatever he was looking for was not there. He turned to head back into the building,
but the other man placed a hand on his arm, stopping him. The two argued for a moment, before leaving
the building and getting into a car. Later analysis of the license plate revealed
it to be a stolen vehicle. They drove off toward the south, and out of
sight. Subsequent attempts to track the men down
have so far been unsuccessful. The cleaner on duty that day later reported
that one of the bathroom stalls was locked for an unusually long time. When he came back and was able to enter and
clean the stall, he spotted a large amount of what appeared to be white gravel on the
floor and the lid of the toilet. This is now believed to be dental matter. Speaking of unidentified objects, the green
implement from the security tapes was later discovered and identified. It is now referred to as SCP-2450-1, and is
stored in Reliquary 87B-6, locker 12004. SCP-2450-1 is a green plastic toothbrush of
unknown make or manufacturer. As you might have guessed, it is no ordinary
toothbrush. When a tooth is brushed with SCP-2450-1, the
teeth will be worn down to the root at a rapid pace. An entire molar, including the root, can be
removed with the brush in five minutes. In spite of this, it appears to do no damage
to any other surrounding tissue such as the skin or gums. On the back of the handle, the text "For non-oral
use only" is printed. The origins of this toothbrush, and the motivations
for the men that entered the bathroom stall that day, are still unknown. However, given the information that we do
have, I feel I can make an educated guess. It is my personal theory that the third man,
the one who had never been found, was suffering from an advanced form of the SCP-2450 infection. When the men attempted to treat his condition
with the anomalous toothbrush, he had advanced to such a severe state that his body was primarily
made up of teeth, and he crumbled apart during the process. His remains were then stuffed into the backpack
and taken out of the building. The debris left behind somehow infected the
area, leading to the subsequent SCP-2450 infections that have occurred in the area since. I have no way to officially confirm this speculation,
of course, but it seems as reasonable of a theory as something can be where anomalous
tooth-based diseases and unusually powerful toothbrushes are concerned. Any patients afflicted with SCP-2450 must
be kept in Secure War LAN-12, and physically restrained, in order to contain the infection
and prevent any further spread. The initial source of infection is contained
at the site of its discovery in Building-2450, which has been disguised as an electrical
substation. Building-2450 is kept securely locked and
surrounded by a standard substation fence, which has been covered with "Danger of Death''
warning signs in order to deter any civilians from approaching. The building is kept under constant surveillance,
and anyone attempting to enter the premises must be detained and thoroughly questioned. The only method of entering Building-2450
is a double door system, including an isolation chamber which prevents any small mammals from
entering the building. No mammals (with the exception of approved
test subjects) may exit the building. One member of Foundation personnel with formal
dentistry training must be assigned to monitor all dentistry journals and affiliated news
sources for cases that might indicate an outbreak of SCP-2450. If one is detected, swift and decisive action
must be taken. There is currently no known cure for SCP-2450. Patients who have been infected with the disease
can either be kept alive with mineral supplements and produce teeth infinitely, or they can
slowly lose calcium and vital minerals over time, until their body can no longer function. Either way, they will be a prisoner of the
teeth until the day that they die, confined to a terrifying toothy existence. Though those who have already been infected
are somewhat doomed, at least until a cure can be found, we can take some comfort in
the knowledge that SCP-2450 can be easily avoided. Just stay away from the men's restroom in
Building-2450, and try not to let anyone bite you- at least not hard enough to draw blood. Still, the images I saw while looking into
SCP-2450 will haunt me for quite some time. In fact, I think I've had my fill of the topic. My gums are beginning to itch. So, if you'll excuse me, I think I'll go eat
some caramels and forget to floss. Can't let the teeth get too comfortable. Check out the Dr. Bob Patreon and become a
junior researcher today! Now go and watch another entry from the files
of Dr. Bob, like "SCP-5150 - Anomalous Dental Office."
