

It’s night, we were the only people in the car. I’ve been running for - oh god - only fifteen minutes. I don’t know how this is possible, or what I’m supposed to do. My name’s Jeremy Adams and I’m 22 and I’m being chased by a monster. Figured this tree might have been some alchemist attempt at creating a tree of life. Kinda cheated with the eyeballs, had fun with this.


At the end of each root is a fully formed upper and lower jaw, complete with muscles, lips, and the prehensile tongue first witnessed by agents in the field. The roots themselves are esophagi, protected by a layer of cartilage reminiscent of the trachea. At the base of the trunk are multiple human hearts which pump blood and nutrients through the roots and branches. As one goes higher, the trunk will split repeatedly until there is a single vertebral column supporting the rest of the structure. The trunk is supported by multiple vertebral columns, woven together by tendons and muscles and coated by a layer of rough bone tissue also held together by flexible tendons. However, human physiology is substituted for plant biology in the fulfillment of necessary processes. SCP-401 resembles an ordinary tree in form and function.
