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You furrow your brow, "That could be it. But what if it's something even worse? The book talks about the possibility of other dimensions and parallel universes. What if they're trying to access those, and it's causing all this chaos and strange occurrences?"
Jaq's eyes widen, "That's a terrifying thought. But it could be the case. And we won't know until we find more information."
You feel the weight of paranoia settling in. You start to question why Jaq entertained your theory at all. Was she just humoring you, or did she genuinely believe in the possibility? You realize that you have no tangible information to relate the book to the school, and the propaganda that you've been exposed to has started to take its toll on you. You feel like you're constantly being watched and that there's something bigger at play that you don't fully understand.
It's getting late and you leave, wandering around the dimly lit corridors of the school. You've been searching for something, anything that could give you a clue about what's really going on behind the scenes. As you turn the corner, you almost collide with Angelina, who is standing in front of the Sexual Education classroom. She looks relieved to see you, but also a bit annoyed.
"Where have you been?" she asks, her tone a mix of frustration and concern. "I've been waiting for you here for over three hours."
"Hey, sorry I'm late. I got caught up in something," you say to Angelina as you approach her. Why would she wait for three hours in front of a classroom? No reasonable person would wait that long.
"What happened?," Angelina asks, looking at you with concern.
"I just got lost exploring the school. I found this abandoned section and I lost track of time," you reply, trying to sound convincing.
Angelina's expression softens, and she gives you a small smile. "It's okay. Let's just get started on cleaning up this classroom."
You hesitate for a moment before responding. "We can't. It's already getting late, and we need to be in bed by 10 PM, remember?"
Angelina looks at you with disappointment as you remind her about the curfew. "I know, but I was hoping we could get some extra cleaning done," she says.
Mikhail arrives suddenly, his face twisted in anger as he stormed towards Angelina. His fists are clenched and his jaw is set, radiating an intimidating energy that sends shivers down your spine. Before she could react, he punches the girl in the stomach. Crazy! She doubles over in pain, clutching her abdomen as she struggles to catch her breath. The hallway falls silent, and you are frozen in shock at the sight of Mikhail's violent outburst.
"What the hell, Mikhail? Why did you do that?" you exclaim, horrified.
"Don't you ever speak to my girlfriend again," he hisses at Angelina, his voice dripping with venom. You stand there, frozen, as Mikhail glares at you, as if daring you to say anything.
You stare in shock at Mikhail, who seems to be seething with rage.