Its two days now.
Forty eight hours away from the last visit to the teacher's block.
No sign of Jeff or Ema. No news from Zone-3 as to the way about of the two. Raz, Leonard and Sandra keep telling them to calm down that everything was okay. But they seem not to understand. Plants were turning from green to yellow, the sun's heat drops during the day but crawls during the night, the foggy night was bare of stars and almost all the fishes in the school pond are dead.
Nothing was okay.
The world has changed.
And there was the talk about the Blaze. It's true that the ocean is never satisfied with all the waters coursing through it, but if the ear could get filled up with what it hears then Matt could feel his ear overflowing. Two more students had died and the school had blanketed and slipped it under the rug. Who could have known that the members of the staff were up to something? The extent to which they would go to make a secret remain a secret still remains a mystery.
