Little White Goose

[Special Containment Procedures] 
Calamity neared, and a special Containment Subject known as "Bonfire Company" awoke from its slumber, sending out invitation after invitation to join its ranks—
"When The Night comes, there ought to be someone to light a fire, to illuminate in all directions."
At the same time, it also brought forth a prophecy.
In the year 2044, at the end of a year, a dark disaster would descend from the heavens.

SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire

I can't be seen, I can't be seen, I can't be seen...


Colin lowered his gaze and kept his eyes on the back of a female classmate's head, endlessly chanting in his mind.


Although he had anticipated this segment, he couldn't help feeling a bit nervous when it arrived.


"Very few students! Knowing what class it is and yet not even taking out your textbooks, it seems you are quite confident about the upcoming lesson, well then, very good..."


The female teacher, holding a long ruler and clutching a plastic protractor, surveyed the room with a sharp gaze and began to speak in a cold tone:


"First row, table seven, the student on the right, please stand up and answer the teacher's question."


Colin felt a tingling sensation on his scalp when he heard the teacher mention "very few students," recalling the fear once dominated by teachers.


Chapter 122: The Scent of Blood on the Note_1