Day 28: Fantasy
Agent Matthew had borrowed SCP-978 to get a better idea of Henry’s new experiment team. He wasn’t comfortable with the idea, but the O5 Council assured him it would give them a better grasp of who they were dealing with. Still it was an order and Agent Matthew knew better than to deny them without better reasoning than invasion of privacy. His list of names were: Agent Reality, Agent Drummer, Agent Space, Agent Time, Agent Theory, Agent Stinger, and Agent Quantum.
Matthew knew he wouldn’t get Agent Drummer’s or Agent Stinger’s as both had killed a SCP at the cost of their own life in return. He felt a bit bad for both crew members as Matthew felt deep regret for Agent Drummer. He was the reason the man died. He could have saved him, and with the way Agent Reality had fought to get back to the man. It just hurt more. She broke her arms trying. Matthew then grew curious what her photo from SCP-978 might look like.
Agent Quantum was him eating at a fast food joint alone. The photo revealed him standing at the head of the GOC as the UIU burned to the ground. 13’s bandages held like a trophy on Agent Quantum’s belt.
Agent Space was tinkering with some box while cursing. The photo showed her in Nasa, working on the next Rover. This one was set to hopefully land on Venus and survive it for 3 months at least by some small text on a computer in the background.
Agent Time was tapping his watch as the photo revealed him hugging his parents crying while looking much younger. The shop window showing a terrible car crash next to them.
Agent Theory had turned and smiled for the camera despite Matthew being nearly hidden. The photo revealed Agent Theory accepting a nobel peace prize. Their smile wide as the city behind them looked very futuristic and very little air pollution for its size.
Agent Reality was of her smoking as she looked far away in her mind. The end result of her photo was of her sitting on the back porch of a nice house. She was in a retailer’s work clothes as she was joyfully laughing with a group of people with blurred faces. The retail store shirt was a business that had gone out 30 years back. The house was a condemned building.
Most of them seemed normal and he actually had to smile at the high fantasy some had except for Agent Quantum’s which had a red mark on his file. Henry not amused as Agent Theory had informed him of something being up. The O5 Council reluntly sharing as Henry seemed mostly pleased with the end result. Agent Matthew hung onto a copy of the picture of Agent Reality, half wondering what it might mean to her. He hoped to maybe ask her one day.
