4:30 PM, seated inside the auditorium, Jyorta munched on a piece of hard bread. Each student was given a box filled with food, the choice of eating at their discretion. But, they were prevented from leaving the auditorium unless the situation necessitated.
The auditorium was filled with the sounds of laughter, the students enjoying the show. The screen had long since changed its contents, switching to a show Jyorta was greatly familiar with—Tom and Jerry.
'This is the future.' He recalled Psychic Ancestor Marble's statement, turning silent, unwilling to ponder on the topic at the moment. The blue soul in him was using most of his brainpower to help in the creation of the false persona, busy to the extent unbothered by the thoughts.
