interrogation

Cortos - Kortes; Outskirtshttps://images2.imgbox.com/9e/5f/jXW6UqyY_o.png "P-please." The word, if one could even call it that, was barely audible. In the din of dock-works just outside the warehouse one would have had to shout to even have a chance of hearing anything at all. Which of course...

One last month of being a Proctor, and the sweetness of more freedom was just at the tip of her tongue. That was if she were left to do as she wished and planned these last four lessons. It was as if memory came to those higher than her in position here at the Academy suddenly remembered...