William left the restroom, thoughts racing through his mind. "What do I do? How do I stop him?" His heart pounded in his chest, and with every step, his mind churned with potential outcomes. Then he asked the system, "Is Mr. Duke an actual heretic?"
The system responded quickly, its voice neutral yet tinged with disbelief. "Him? No way. He is just a mere fly compared to the heretics. He's just a sacrificial pawn."
William's eyes scanned the facility, taking in the new buses and students arriving. The place buzzed with activity. As if to underscore the urgency of the moment, an alarm blared throughout the facility, signaling that it was time to resume the journey. "Shit," William muttered under his breath. "What should I do? Should I just scream and tell everyone that he's a spy?"
