“It seems I have gathered an audience.” The figure says. “I am afraid I will have to bid you adieu but fret not, you shall find yourselves my prey soon enough!” The three go unconscious and when they wake, they find themselves in the common area of the main campus. Blaze shakes his head, “Please tell me that was all just a bad dream.” He asks.
Blaze heaves a heavy sigh. “It’s getting late, all of us shall meet at the docks tomorrow at lunch to talk about this.” Blaze tells him the heads back to his room for sleep, which will likely be riddled with nightmares because of the recent events.
“Oh, well, I hope it gets better.” He makes sure no one was looking and asked Blaze in more of a whisper than usual. “Did it have to do with what happened last night?”
Blaze held his necklace in his free hand as he listened to the lecture on the history of Shadow Games. What a coincidence. he thinks as he takes another swig of OJ.
Blaze begins walking up and reaches for the knob to his room.
There is a pause, “I hope you are being subtle, if you blow it you will be brought in for an in-person debriefing. These Shadow Games are in need of investigation; report your findings weekly and when developments arise. HQ out.” The superiors say.
Hornet sees the Dark Magician give him a glare. Blaze walks in. “Who messed up my room?!” He yells in annoyance. He goes to gather his things and get a start on cleaning this mess. He looks for any sign of who did this.