{"id":13711,"date":"2021-11-01T15:54:55","date_gmt":"2021-11-01T20:54:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=13711"},"modified":"2022-01-06T15:56:16","modified_gmt":"2022-01-06T21:56:16","slug":"scp-3300-the-rain-review","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2021\/11\/01\/scp-3300-the-rain-review\/","title":{"rendered":"SCP 3300 &#8216;The Rain&#8217; Review"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/03-not-weird-facts-rain-Mr_Twister-1024x683.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-13713\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/03-not-weird-facts-rain-Mr_Twister-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/03-not-weird-facts-rain-Mr_Twister-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/03-not-weird-facts-rain-Mr_Twister-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/03-not-weird-facts-rain-Mr_Twister-1536x1024.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/03-not-weird-facts-rain-Mr_Twister-2048x1365.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/03-not-weird-facts-rain-Mr_Twister-1200x800.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 709px) 85vw, (max-width: 909px) 67vw, (max-width: 1362px) 62vw, 840px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What if I told you there was a place where every year, people changed.\u00a0 Well that\u2019s obvious, everyone changes, but I mean <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">really<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> changes.\u00a0 Somewhere where every year, everyone becomes someone new entirely.\u00a0 Well that somewhere is the small town of Clearwater, Montana.\u00a0 Once a year it begins to rain.\u00a0 It is a light rain at first; then it becomes a violent storm.\u00a0 The storm takes all who once were, and recycles them into new.\u00a0 The old are gone, the rain misses them, they have to go to it.\u00a0 Each year the rain dissolves each person into water; it then reforms them into new people that are always different from before.\u00a0 The foundation has had trouble studying this phenomenon because when the event starts no one can enter; no one can leave.\u00a0 Everyone in the town becomes a totally different person with no memory of their previous self.\u00a0 <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Rain can seem dreary, but also represents life and rebirth.\u00a0 This is an ironic truth in the case of Clearwater.\u00a0 The event is typically in June and lasts for six to eighteen days.\u00a0 For the first forty eight hours, it is light and calm rain; however after that it becomes a violent thunderstorm that will last until the event ends.\u00a0 Any attempts by the foundation to enter the town during an event have failed, either by loss of personnel, or emerging on the other side of the town; just like it was never even there.\u00a0 If a resident of Clearwater is absent for the event, they will simply disappear.\u00a0 There is also an effect on people who do not live in the town to quickly lose focus while talking about the town or its citizens.\u00a0 They do not forget about it, simply have trouble paying attention to it.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Our main source of information comes from a girl who was keeping a journal during one of the events, and the journal was recovered by the SCP foundation.\u00a0 A young woman identified as \u2018Margaret Lane\u2019 was the author, in the event of 1995.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>The SCP Foundation is a fictional organization that focuses on capturing &#8220;anomalies&#8221; aka, anything that may have special powers or can break the natural laws.\u00a0 SCP stands for Secure, Contain, Protect, the foundations goal is to keep these creatures in check while studying them and keeping the public from knowing the truth.\u00a0 They seem to be a morally gray organization as they are fine with doing inhumane experiments on harmless and even friendly creatures.\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Check out the story of SCP 3300 and others here: https:\/\/scp-wiki.wikidot.com\/scp-3300<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The people of clearwater are not exactly people, well in the normal sense that we think of people.\u00a0 For most of the time they are people, down to their DNA, as the foundation can not find anything anomalous about the citizens in themselves.\u00a0 During the 3300 event something changes, every resident of Clearwater, Montana dies by being turned into water that makes up this storm that is the anomaly.\u00a0 The storm then makes a new set of people, who think they have lived in Clearwater for their whole lives.\u00a0 The new people behave very strangely during the event, but once it is over they seem to be perfectly normal citizens of a small town.\u00a0 They retain no memory of being made by the storm, or their previous selves.\u00a0 The dreams give us clues into the start of this occurrence, some form of ritual that started when a village tried to save itself from destruction.\u00a0 They did in a way save themselves by becoming part of the storm, but it came at the cost of continual, tragic loss of life, even if they may not exactly be what we consider \u2018normal humans\u2019.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The story of Clearwater may seem like mere fiction, but can also be considered in a more philosophical sense.\u00a0 If you think about it, the citizens of Clearwater are experiencing the same thing as everyone else, just at a much more accelerated rate.\u00a0 We all will eventually succumb to death, and no matter where you run or where you hide, it is inevitable.\u00a0 We can all learn a thing or two from Margaret and her friends struggles.\u00a0 You should enjoy the life you have while you have it, before you are whisked away and gone forever, doomed to be forgotten in the unforgiving winds of time.\u00a0 So ask yourself, is it really so different from us?\u00a0 Maybe you are a thrill seeker, or maybe you stay shut up in your house, scared of the outside world.\u00a0 But no one wants to die; not even those who say they do.\u00a0 Those who wish to take their own life only do so as a last resort, as the only way that they can see out, but even they do not <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">truly <\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">want to die.\u00a0 It is just because their situation has become so bad, they wish to end it by any means.\u00a0 \u00a0If they had a better life, if they weren\u2019t so stressed, if, if, if, if\u2026you get the idea.\u00a0 You have a natural instinct to survive, every creature does.\u00a0 Live, eat, drink, sleep, repeat.\u00a0 Did you know you can\u2019t snap your own neck?\u00a0 Go ahead, try it, it doesn\u2019t matter how strong you are, it\u2019s impossible.\u00a0 It\u2019s because your brain won\u2019t let you use all of your strength as it knows it will most likely end to your death, so it keeps you from doing it.\u00a0 Maybe we can all learn to appreciate life a little more from now on, because we never know when our time is up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/rain-drops-on-window-1827098_1920-1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-13712\" width=\"612\" height=\"344\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/rain-drops-on-window-1827098_1920-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/rain-drops-on-window-1827098_1920-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/rain-drops-on-window-1827098_1920-768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/rain-drops-on-window-1827098_1920-1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/rain-drops-on-window-1827098_1920-1200x675.jpg 1200w, https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/10\/rain-drops-on-window-1827098_1920.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 709px) 85vw, (max-width: 909px) 67vw, (max-width: 984px) 61vw, (max-width: 1362px) 45vw, 600px\" \/><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What if I told you there was a place where every year, people changed.\u00a0 Well that\u2019s obvious, everyone changes, but I mean really changes.\u00a0 Somewhere where every year, everyone becomes someone new entirely.\u00a0 Well that somewhere is the small town of Clearwater, Montana.\u00a0 Once a year it begins to rain.\u00a0 It is a light rain &hellip; 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