Chapter 24

I was walking to class at the beginning of the second week when I first spotted a dark suited man. He was dressed in a sharp black suit, with jet-black hair and a pair of black sunglasses, just the perfect image of a devious agent of evil. I just shuddered when I saw him, but I didn’t stop, or stare. I shouldn’t have taken notice of him, I could even feel that my mask had purposely ignored him. With that, I assumed they were just part of the scenery, someone I wasn’t supposed to notice, and thus I did my part and pretended not to notice them.

My worry about the dark man increased over the coming days. Slowly it seemed like they were everywhere, and each was carrying around small devices with strange looking antennas. They had discovered the cameras, apparently, and were tracking them down precisely. I could see the worried look on the faces of administrators and unprogrammed teachers. They were all rattled, and I could only assume I was the reason.