Dean

After two hours of a swift return, Instructor Jack and Miss Maria reached the gates of the prestigious academy. They moved quickly through the grand entrance, their expressions serious, a sense of urgency hanging in the air. As they walked the long, marbled hallways, students greeted them respectfully, bowing their heads or offering polite nods. Despite the formalities, the two instructors paid little mind to the greetings; their thoughts were entirely focused on the grim task at hand.

Finally, they reached the inner building, where the dean's office was located. The hallway leading to it was quieter, the sounds of bustling students fading away as they stepped in front of a large white door, waiting to be granted entry.

"Come in," called a calm, authoritative voice from within, deep yet slightly hoarse, like a man who had been awake far longer than was healthy.