Silas walked down the dimly lit hallway, his footsteps echoing softly off the stone walls as he approached the storeroom where David had asked to meet.
The silence in this secluded part of the academy was almost suffocating, a stark contrast to the bustling training areas and lively common spaces. It felt eerie—too quiet, too removed from the rest of the buildings. Silas's mind raced with questions about the urgency and secrecy behind David's message, wondering if it might finally explain Angelica's strange behavior since they returned from the Grade 5 realm.
For days, Angelica had been distant, as if burdened by something she couldn't—or wouldn't—share. She avoided eye contact, barely spoke, and seemed to drift into her thoughts whenever Silas tried to reach out. Whatever was eating at her, Silas was determined to find out. Maybe David and Vic could help him understand what was going on.