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Fléin was rudely awoke in the morning by Anakron. His first feeling was one of confusion: How had he actually been able to get to sleep after what he'd seen? He must have been awake until the wee hours crying.
His second emotion was fear as he realised it was Anakron who had shook him awake; the murderer, the slayer of the Antilion.
His third feeling was confusion once more, as he realised that it was still the wee hours, so he couldn't have been awake through them.
Reluctantly, he got up and set off to class, aiming to meet the five 'o' clock deadline. He got lost and ended up wandering the corridors aimlessly. He was sure he crossed the room where A Slan had been murdered, and bowed in respect. The inside was now brightly lit and a gaudy purple.
Finally, he found the right classroom, and knocked on the door, knowing that he was fully an hour late.
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