Sister Imperator marches through the Ministry corridors with grace, her heels echoing on the marble

She glances through doorways as she passes, checking each training room for any signs of ghouls slacking

You glance up from your writing as she opens the door to the class room you’re in, quickly standing with everyone else and bowing your head

She looks to you with pursed lips and points a manicured finger in your direction

You. New ghoul. Come with me.