“Boooooooring!” exclaimed Marisa bored witless during a mathematics lesson, whilst she threw her feet on the desk. “Take your feet off the desk this instant young lady!” shouted the hysterical Ms. Daemon as she had a swig of her “coffee”. “Why should I?” asked the arrogant Marisa, tossing her hair off her shoulder with a sly smile. “Warning one, if you get a second warning you’re in the focus room!” Ms. Daemon was ready …
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…one of some significance even? Then nothing once more, “ will I be forever trapped in this eternal night?” she pondered to herself. Ms. Daemon awoke she had been in a coma for 40 days and 40 nights, Marisa let her go for she had to learn one day and this was the day. She had confronted the beast from inside but now she would not remember anything, only one thing and that was to fear Marisa. Always.