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Seeing me, she began to pass me with a cursory glance from head to toe.

And when she finished, she turned pale sharply and began to sweat. And her hand reached out quietly under the table. And perhaps no one else would have heard her press the emergency button. Then she returned her gaze to me. But unable to utter a word, I decided to do everything myself.

-I'm to headmistress Winter Schnee. I said in a loud enough tone for her to hear me, and walked forward towards the elevator.

-But… WHAT IS THE PASS!!? she screamed. Obviously in the hope of detaining me.

- Then you will write it out, I won't be long.

Having scored on it, I went up to the elevator and entered it, and clicked on the very last floor.

I drove for about ten minutes, listening to classical music from the fifties and sixties.

When I arrived, I went through the main corridor, straight to the director's office.

And while I was getting to it, I managed to hate the architects and designers who built this place.

Every corridor
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