The School Clinic.
"Mister Asher, can you describe your experience? You said you were on a beach... inside the academy," a middle-aged man dressed in medical uniform said, skepticism visible in his voice as he stared at Asher, who was seated opposite him.
The blond-haired boy was dressed properly now, and the reek of urine was also gone as he had just taken his bath. Although he looked refreshed, the shame was very obvious on his face. It was evident that Asher would never be the same again.
"Yes," Asher sat up, attempting to salvage his reputation. "I was inside the cafeteria along with my friend-"
"Names," the middle-aged man cut in. He needed to know their names so that he could interview them as well. The doctor already had a few theories in his head about this whole situation, but he didn't want to jump the gun now. It was a theory after all, and he could be very wrong.
