24 - Gates [1]
Professor Kenivale caught me red-handed while I was lost in my own thoughts.
Beyond that, however, he seemed to have some interest in me, his crimson eyes locking in on me at intervals.
From where I sat, at the back of the class, I could see the burgeoning curiosity in his vampiric eyes.
Clearly, that strange air of interest that swirled around him was directed towards me.
Having called me out to the entire class for losing concentration, Professor Kenivale threw a question about Gates at me.
I could go on and on about them but there were huge chunks of information concerning the topic asked which I dared not reveal, how much more in a class full of cadets.
Giving an extensive explanation beyond what I should have knowledge of would draw unnecessary attention.
I had a light bulb moment, almost as though a switch in my brain was flicked on.
But rather than a way to exploit the situation, it was a question.
