Even though she could not make him see what she saw, the sheer seriousness in her voice made the atmosphere turn heavy.
Wayne's face stiffened. The pleasant office suddenly felt suffocating.
He closed the box immediately. "I will have this examined."
"It would be better if you get it checked immediately," Lana insisted, her voice tight with urgency. "And make sure that by tomorrow everyone takes leave and does not come to the university at all."
Principal Wayne frowned, leaning back in his chair as though weighing her words against something far heavier.
"Even if I wished to do that, it would be nearly impossible. Tomorrow is Spineridge University's hundredth anniversary. A major event has already been planned for months. No departments can be given leave, and that includes the exchange students."
Lana's heart sank.
"The formation is most likely going to activate tomorrow," she said.
Wayne's brows knitted together. "Why are you so certain there is a formation at all?"
