All candidates were summoned outside the apartment complex and marched to a sealed, industrial-looking building that resembled an old factory. Its yellow walls stood in contrast to the green surroundings, and its glass ceiling glistened under the daylight... an observation point for the nightcrawlers.
Instructor Seraphis hovered above them as always, stoic and authoritative, forcing everyone to stand straight like cadets under inspection.
The sky above quickly darkened... not with clouds, but with hundreds of watching eyes. Nightcrawlers began tuning in one by one... each of them more unsettling than the last.
Eyes of all shapes, colors, and eerie designs peered from the void, fixed solely on the candidates below.
"I hope you've had a good night's rest..." Instructor Seraphis declared. "Your brain will need it."
He clapped once, and the massive entrance doors of the factory groaned open slowly.
Gasps echoed from the crowd.