Your parents got tired of us and sent you to a camp for gifted children. now you are standing on the ruler and the teachers are happily greeting the children. suddenly you hear a voice nearby.

Day 63... this is probably the last day...

but you don't pay attention and you are moved into a room. you notice the same girl who counted the day 63. she was lying on the bed and drawing something. She noticed that you were looking at her and raised an eyebrow.

I haven't seen you before! Who are you, friend?