Annie and I run upstairs to the theater where she has a show that I promised to watch. When we get there she disappears backstage and I eye the audience and think about where to sit. It's full of familiar faces but it's Dax, in his usual attire of khaki and white, who comes up to me and we talk about the strange things that have been happening lately.
We reviewed it events from the start. When the alarm sounded, we ushered as many students as we could into the chapel. I haven't been paying attention to the drills and neither has Dax so we were confused as to why we were taking shelter in the chapel. Turns out it was a bomb drill and this I found out the hard way. I tried to sneak out to buy some coffee when my favorite coffee store exploded. Huh.
"Why do we even go to these performances?"
"I dunno. To pretend we're normal."
"Pretend. Hm. Well, okay."
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