All the students were intercepted by strangers, the pass-byers paid no attention to them as they were too preoccupied by their own inconveniences. Even if they wanted to they wouldn't be able to call for help. And there was no telling what these crazy, maybe powerful people were up to.
Back at RCA Hexon walked school grounds moving from one section to another, he appeared idle and uninterested. He wasn't sure what adventures his students were up to, but before he could indulge himself with the thoughts he felt an odd sensation.
One that reminded him of being followed, watched, preyed on. To check his suspicion he took a longer route to his destination.
Someone from the shadows moved with slow calculative footing. Hexon took a moment to stop, he then bent over and brushed his knee. This was his method to secretly look behind him. He saw a core behind the building's wall. And this core structure was new to him.
