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Brandr excused himself from the Headmaster’s office and found himself back in the long, empty hallways of the Academy. As he began his slow walk towards the school’s clinic, Brandr thought, I wonder where all the other students went. I suppose the next class has already started, or maybe it’s lunchtime already? Not that it really matters, since I should just focus on fulfilling the Headmaster’s orders for now. Brandr sighed. Nothing is going right for me today, and here I had hoped for a normal school life. I wonder if these sort of things happens all the time?

Brandr paused when he found himself before the broken window, the floor still covered in bits of wood and broken glass. I should probably get this cleaned up in case someone else gets hurt, he thought, and ten minutes later Brandr was able to locate a janitor’s closet and acquired himself a broom. Sweeping up the mosaic of broken glass, Brandr's mind was filled with images of the hurt girl and sad regret.

When the hallway was suitably devoid of glass, Brandr picked up the boulder and – without throwing the boulder at all – slowly carried the boulder with both hands down the hallway and headed outside. It was time to return the boulder to it’s appropriate environment.