"Where is she?" The harsh voice of a member of the Science Team blared in your ears, accompanied by a look of pure hostility aimed squarely at you. You tilted your head to the side, almost amused at the sight of their seething glare..

Without hesitation, you pointed in another direction, watching as they charged off like a bull in a china shop. It was almost poetic, a testament to the chaos and unrest that the Science Team brought with them.

After several seconds of silence, you hear Amber's voice from your shoulder, quivering with panic and fear.

"Are they gone?" she asks, her breathing heavy and uneven. Earlier, she had broken some lab equipment and refused to take responsibility (ironically enough!), claiming that the incident was completely out of her control. As she climbs out of your locker, her hands shaking, you can't help but shake your head in disbelief. Woe is me.