Interviewed: An instance of SCP-1861-B claiming to be D-1861-46.
Interviewer: D-1861-45, receiving questions from Dr. Klutch via remote broadcast.
Foreword: D-1861-45 and D-1861-46, adult males of roughly 30 years of age, had both been sent into a previous manifestation of SCP-1861. During that time, D-1861-45 was instructed to avoid contact with SCP-1861-B instances, and D-1861-46 was instructed to enter SCP-1861-A. Heavy rain can be heard throughout the interview, and SCP-1861-B's speech is muffled by the diving gear it is wearing.
<Begin log>
D-1861-45: How do I know that you're really Sal?
SCP-1861-B: I can tell you that the code word is 'Boyardee.' Is that proof enough?
D-1861-45: It proves you've got his memories, at least. So what happened after you went inside the sub?
SCP-1861-B: The inside of the sub is pretty much just one long, narrow passageway. The thing was full of those diving suit people, along with a bunch of random folks from around town. It was jam packed in there; you could barely move. You kept getting pushed further and further back as more people entered. The deeper I got, the more certain I was that I'd hit a wall at the end, but it was like that passageway just kept stretching on forever. About an hour after I first entered, people stopped coming in and the hatch was closed. Then, without any warning, the sub started filling up with water.
D-1861-45: Wait, they tried to drown you?
SCP-1861-B: I don't know, man. The water just kept rising higher and higher. People were screaming and panicking and knocking each other over. It was awful. The guys in the diving suits tried to keep everyone calm, explaining it was part of safety procedures. They gave out diving suits to the rest of us and ordered us to put them on. So we did. I mean, what choice did we have? People who'd brought their kids and pets were cramming them into the suits just to keep them from drowning to death.
D-1861-45: Makes sense. So I guess you were all trapped down there for a whole 'nother six months until the next blood rain thing happened?
SCP-1861-B: Actually, we didn't have to wait very long at all. That's where things started getting really weird. Once everyone had the diving suits on … they opened the airlock and started letting people leave the sub.
D-1861-45: What?
SCP-1861-B: Yeah. We were told not to take the suits off yet, though. They told us that when we got out of the sub, we wouldn't be able to breathe without our suits, and that everyone we left behind on land would be dead. When I stepped out onto the surface, everything looked almost exactly like it had an hour ago. I saw the lake, the trees, the boathouses… everything was where it had been, but …
D-1861-45: What? Had something changed?
SCP-1861-B: It's hard to explain. I want to say that it was like everything was underwater, but it was more than that. It was like everything around us was part of the water itself. When you looked up, you didn't see a surface. It just went on forever. And the trees? The boathouses? They weren't solid. They were just a different sort of liquid. Even when you stood on the ground, it was kind of like you were swimming in it, because the ground was liquid. Except you didn't actually have to swim. And even though everything was water, you could still tell that there was a lake there. As if the lake was a purer form of liquidness. Sorry, am I making any sense at all here?
D-1861-45: Not a whole lot, no. Hey, Dr. Klutch wants to know how long you guys were out there like that.
SCP-1861-B: The whole six months. We lived like that day and night.
D-1861-45: Did anyone try taking their suits off?
SCP-1861-B: Of course. Especially at first, since everyone was confused and scared. But as soon as someone took their helmet off, their bodies sort of … I think 'dissolve' would be the best word for it. They weren't solid anymore; they kind of turned into a mist and merged with the water that was all around us. They lost their shape, but you could still tell they were there, shapeless and floating.
D-1861-45: How did you guys eat?
SCP-1861-B: We didn't. Didn't sleep, either. We just breathed. Passed the time by exploring and talking to each other.
D-1861-45: Did you see any animals or other people?
SCP-1861-B: Kinda. We'd see their bodies. They'd float three or four feet off the ground, and their hair and fur would move like it does when its underwater, but they always kept their position. Didn't drift away or anything like that. It's really, really weird over there, man. And all the dead things, humans and animals, were missing their eyes. Blood would just keep pumping nonstop from the sockets and then dissipate into the water around them. And their teeth … I can't just say 'their teeth were gone,' because that doesn't begin to cover it. It was like someone took a bite out of their face right where their mouth should have been. Teeth, lips, gums, all gone.
D-1861-45: And no explanation from anyone? What did the guys who had led you into the sub have to say about all this?
SCP-1861-B: A lot of them said they had the same story we did. The blood rain came, then someone in a suit told them to climb into the sub, then bam! Water world. There was this one guy, though. He said he was the original captain of the sub. 'Hershel Guthrie of the HMS Wintersheimer' was how he introduced himself. Anyway, the guy was a looney one. Rarely ever spoke coherently. If you asked him about the sub, he'd call it his 'ark.' If you asked him about the water place, he would call it the 'new world'.
D-1861-45: What did he say about the people with missing eyes and teeth?
SCP-1861-B: He just said 'the watcher of eyes and biter of teeth deemed them worthy' and crazy talk like that.
D-1861-45: How'd you wind up back in the real world?
SCP-1861-B: It was pretty sudden, actually. One day, a bunch of guys started yelling for everyone to make their way back to the submarine. Said that another area was getting 'attacked', and we needed to rescue as many people as possible.
D-1861-45: All right. Weird water dimension, mangled floating corpses, infinite submarine. Got all that Dr. Klutch? Great. But now why haven't you taken off that suit already, Sal?
SCP-1861-B: [Silence]
D-1861-45: Sal?
SCP-1861-B: I'm scared, man. I don't know what's real anymore. Hell, I can't say for sure if I'm even really alive. You have these diving suits that wander around, moving like people, but barking like dogs and talking like toddlers. We aren't what we used to be before we put on the suits. I'm sorry, man. I don't understand very much of this, but given what I do know, I honestly don't think that we're human anymore.
D-1861-45: Dr. Klutch says you've got to take off the suit. For science and all that.
SCP-1861-B: [ No response for 15 seconds ] I'm just so scared. If I'm not human, what am I? If I take this helmet off, what'll I see? [ 10 second pause ] Before, when we were in that storm together, the guys in the suits told us that we'd die as soon as the rain stopped. And you know what? During the time I spent in that water place, I found you. Teeth missing and eyes gone. I saw your dead body! And I thought, 'maybe those guys were right. Maybe everyone else really is dead.' And here you are in front of me. I don't get it. I don't know what's real, man.
D-1861-45: Well, what else are you going to do? Get back into the sub and live in Sea World the rest of your life? Who knows, maybe it's not too late to get back to normal. If I were you, I'd think death would be better than whatever kind of hell you're stuck in. Just take off the suit already!
SCP-1861-B: Okay… here goes.
<End Log>
Closing Statement: SCP-1861-B removed its helmet and large amounts of seawater began to pour from the suit. No body was found inside, but two human eyes and a set of teeth were recovered from within the diving suit. Testing performed on the remains revealed that the eyes originally belonged to an 8-year-old female and the teeth to a European red deer (Cervus elaphus).