Unpredictable (II)

The refurbished indoor training ground in the first years building was in a state of panic and turmoil.

It hadn't even been that long since one of the students went offline and now, three others had disconnected at the same time.

The chief operator was sweating buckets. For 20 years, he had held this post yet nothing like this had ever happened before.

"Damn it! Did that rookie professor even tell them not to remove their watches?" He yelled, trying to shift the blame.

Perhaps the only person who was enjoying the crisis was operator C-15. At the very least, this proved his innocence… that he wasn't to blame for the first disconnection.

Looking for some sort of instruction on how to proceed, the chief operator glanced upwards. Sadly, all he saw was the newly renovated Anarion dome ceiling.

"I'm doomed," his shoulders fell in despair.

Unbeknownst to him, those up on the dais above were a bit… preoccupied.

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