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Ms. Delilah types on the computer, her head twitching between you and the screen. “Now, just some details. You’re eighteen? Any allergies? Criminal record? I joke. Unless? No, I only joke.”

Then her phone buzzes across her desk. She lifts it and smiles, then stands up. “I will be back urgently. Go ahead and fill in the rest of the details. It’s biographical. Simple. Go on, Peter.”

Ms. Delilah smiles and nods, then walks out of the room. You move behind the desk and sit in her giant red chair, then slide up to the computer. She has a document for your personal info.

Half of it is filled out. The remaining prompts ask for an emergency contact, primary address, dietary restrictions, and so on. And then a “ping!” chirps out from the computer’s speakers.

It’s an email from someone named Dr. Theodore. The subject of the email reads, “For your eyes only,” and the body of the email contains no text. There’s simply two video attachments.

You hesitate. The email pop-up is in your way. One of the attachments is titled “Professor Gemma” and the other is “Professor Boone”. Maybe you can learn about your new teachers?