Math formulas cover the chalkboard, and a teacher is speaking.
She looks at you "Well, Melody, what's the answer to the problem
on the board?"
You think about it for a moment, then say "37."
She smiles warmly "correct."
then the bell rings, and a girl with dark red hair and piercing grey
eyes grabs your arm and leads you out the door.
You sense that her name is Scarlet.
"Scarlet where are we going?"
She laughs "Home. Where else?"
You are tele-mah-ported to the future. You end up in a desk, in a
classroom.