(Damn it! I feel so isolated right now with no one to help here. I know my mentor is investigating the people for me, but he is thousands of miles away. Is there anyone here that I trust enough to help me or should I…)
Before the Professor could complete his train of thought, he heard a voice at the entrance to his makeshift home in the desert.
“Professor Thelete." The voice belonged to his young assistant, Jasmine.
(Ugh. I know she means well, but right now I need some time to myself to sort things out.)
“Go away. I need some time for myself. Everything is a mess right now." Professor Thelete said in a pessimistic tone.
“Professor, please let me in. Tell me what is going! No one will tell us what happened." Jasmine pleaded with him.
(How can she not know what is going on? Has no
