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: We have been swimming in silence between levels until we got tired and decided to take a break on level 117. It wasn't dangerous during the day, and we were lucky enough to land when there was still light in there. We wanted to use that time to eat and drink something, until SCP-053 asked us if we could go for a lecture in one of the classrooms.
- 053, of course, there is a teacher in here, he is called Mr. Freeman, but he teaches high-school mathematic material, and you are not going to understand it... - One of our soldiers spoke surprised.
- Cain taught me a lot of math things in our real world, so it will be a reminder for me when I listen to him. - She responded with a smile.
- Jesus... An Eleven year old who understands high-school stuff... If you find somebody to go with you, then sure, but I am not going back to learn that dark magic once again. - Our commander told her.
- I can go with her. - I raised my hand.
- Good luck Y/N, you will need it. Have fun learning, I guess...
- I am coming with you guys. - 953 said and followed us. - I want to listen to it too.
- As you wish. Meet us in here at max in three hours, and we will go to another level. - Our commander replied and went to get some food.
We started going in the direction of Mr. Freeman's classroom, and with telepathy, I asked 953 why she wanted to come with us.
- I have to talk to you after that Y/N, so don't even try to run away. - She responded almost immediately with no emotions.
- What did I do? - I asked her jokingly, but her answer terrified me.
- You messed up... You seriously messed up Y/N...
I got rid of my fear when we entered the classroom, but deep in my head her words were still ringing like a bell.
- Good morning class. - Mr. Freeman said while looking at us. - Today's topic will be polynomials. They aren't complicated, however, we have to get through this topic, as it will be essential in our future lessons. So, to beg...
- Mr. Freeman? I have a question. - I raised my hand.
- Of course. Go ahead.
- Frankly speaking, there is only three of us, and all of us know the high-school material already, so... Could we do something from a university instead?
- Gifted students, huh? Alright, I don't see any problems with that, which one would you like to do? Complex numbers, differentiation, or integrals? Or perhaps something more complicated like geometry with vectors?
