For years, SCP Foundation managed to study thousands of anomalies, and contained most of them in cells. During one of containment breaches, something went wrong, and together with SCPs, MTFs found themselves in a completely new reality. But was it t...
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Your POV: I spent at least two minutes sitting in this room I appeared in, not knowing what kind of place this is. The constant buzzing didn't make my situation any better, as I wasn't trained for anything like this. Having pulled out a small Scranton's reality anchor I realised it wasn't working properly, which could mean one of two things. One, this place was a completely different reallty, possibly with different laws of physics, or two, the anchor was broken.
- Commander, can you hear me? - I spoke to my radio, but all I received was a glitched response.
From that moment on I knew that radio transmissions weren't working properly, and even though my squad was somewhere in here, we would have a hard time trying to find one another. Because of that, I had to rely on myself, so after taking a deep breath I began trying to find an exit from this place by myself. I tried to mark my path, and when I met a dead end in the labyrinth, I went back until I realised that it looked completely different from what I had seen before.
The entire room's layout had changed and the only way I could react to this, was setting a record of words spoken in one minute, which begin with the letter "F". It didn't matter where I went, because even if I came back to where I started, I would end up in a completely different place.
While I was walking, I found a room with a small bottle labelled as "Almond water". It could have been a trap, and I could have died if I drank that, but just in case it turned out to be something useful, I took it with me and began walking again, wondering how my squad was doing, and what happened to the SCPs.
SCP-106's POV: I've been walking for about five minutes already, and I didn't find an exit. For some unknown reason, I was unable to pass through walls or enter my pocket dimension, which made me feel weak. I couldn't do anything, and without my powers I felt pointless, but I knew something had to be done. This stinky, yellow maze was annoying me, and I was afraid something bad happened to my friends, so without hesitation I tried to contact the only person with whom I had a telepathic connection, hoping that she would still have her powers in this world.
- Can you hear me? - I tried to reach her with the power of my mind.
- Larry? - I have heard a voice in my head. - Is that you?
- Thank God you are alive 953, do you know what happened to everyone else?
- All of us are stuck in here, and our powers are limited. I cannot turn into my fox form anymore, and telepathic connection barely works for some reason.
- At least you still have something that works for you. - I responded slightly annoyed. - My abilities don't work at all, and even the acidic tar from my body is disappearing, which makes me completely useless!
- I guess I am lucky then. 239 is probably in the worst situation, because her reality bending powers don't work at all, no matter how hard she tries.
