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"Hmm... Fried rice with shrimp, not bad, very not bad, I like it. Eel salad? Well, I suppose. I think I'll try it..."
Gideon was about to place his order when someone tugged at his sleeve. An unfamiliar student stammered and quickly told him that everyone had to immediately go to the hall for the ceremony to hear an important announcement, after which he rushed out of the cafeteria as if stung. The urgency in his voice and the sharpness of his movements immediately made it clear that something very bad had happened.
Confused, Gideon went outside. The courtyard was lively again, but the cheerful atmosphere of carefree fun had completely vanished, and panic hung in the air. Students were running out from everywhere with fear-distorted faces, like rats scurrying out of holes, as if they had been hiding in bushes and shadows all this time, now flowing in chaotic streams towards the ceremony hall as if for a great judgment. Looking at this scene, the young man could hardly believe that it was actually happening - just a minute ago, he was as if in a completely different world, with polished waiters and exquisite dishes.
A slow step forward, another - and he was already in the hall, listening to the news about the murder of a student, the cancellation of classes, and the closure of the city. As well as the planned explanatory conversation with each student and their teachers. Soon, Gideon stood before Duncan.
Gideon was about to place his order when someone tugged at his sleeve. An unfamiliar student stammered and quickly told him that everyone had to immediately go to the hall for the ceremony to hear an important announcement, after which he rushed out of the cafeteria as if stung. The urgency in his voice and the sharpness of his movements immediately made it clear that something very bad had happened.
Confused, Gideon went outside. The courtyard was lively again, but the cheerful atmosphere of carefree fun had completely vanished, and panic hung in the air. Students were running out from everywhere with fear-distorted faces, like rats scurrying out of holes, as if they had been hiding in bushes and shadows all this time, now flowing in chaotic streams towards the ceremony hall as if for a great judgment. Looking at this scene, the young man could hardly believe that it was actually happening - just a minute ago, he was as if in a completely different world, with polished waiters and exquisite dishes.
A slow step forward, another - and he was already in the hall, listening to the news about the murder of a student, the cancellation of classes, and the closure of the city. As well as the planned explanatory conversation with each student and their teachers. Soon, Gideon stood before Duncan.