to the very end of the hallway and Mr. Woon gestured to the last door on the left.
“This one is yours. And here I will leave you. Your
things should be inside.”
“What about Vlad?” Elliot asked, not relishing the
thought of meeting his roommate alone.
“He’s not in at the moment. He’s been working
with Brain in the lab most mornings trying to devise a
way to use subliminal messages in children’s programming to hypnotize kids.”
Mr. Woon handed Elliot a half sheet of paper and
a pencil rolled in tinfoil. “What’s this?” he asked, holding
up the pencil.
“Do you want me to be able to read your mind all
the time? Stick that behind your ear. It won’t make your
thoughts completely unreadable but the metal garbles the
signal a bit.”
“Oh. Thanks.” Elliot tucked the pencil behind his
ear. The tiny points on the crushed tinfoil poked into his
scalp but it was worth the irritation to keep his wandering thoughts out of the Dean’s head.
Dean Woon pointed to the sheet of paper.“Here are
your classes. You’ve been placed into the basic level classes
at first until we can determine your strengths. After a few
weeks you’ll be reassessed and we will place you in classes
that will be more tailored to your individual needs.”
“Is there any chance that I won’t even be here in
a few weeks? That I was only sent here until they could
figure out what to do with me?”
“Not at all. Your tuition was paid in full as soon as
it was determined that you would come here. No one is
expecting you to go back to your old life. You are one of
us now so I hope for your sake you’re a better actor than
you’ve let on this morning.”
“But you’re a mind reader. Couldn’t you, you know,
vouch for me in some way? You know I didn’t do anything.”
“I may be in charge of the VA but out there in the
real world, no one trusts a known Villain. Off of this
campus my word is worthless, Elliot.”
Elliot didn’t know what to say. He felt numb. As
strange as all this was he never really imagined that it
would be forever. Now he didn’t know what to think.
“I know that this must be difficult for you but the
sooner you understand that there is no chance of you ever
returning to your old life the better off you will be.”
“I see.Why are you being so nice to me? You’re a Villain but you’re nicer than most of the regular people I know.”
“I was you once. We take care of our own. I’ll leave
you now to shower and change. Your first class starts soon.
There’s a map along the walkway. Good luck.”
“Hey, sorry about the pornographic romp through
my brain. I kind of freaked out.”
“Don’t trouble yourself over it. But if you think that
was pornographic you’re going to need a lot more help
than what I have to offer.”
The Dean chuckled at his own joke as he walked
away. Elliot took a deep breath and let himself into his
room. There were two plain beds and very little decoration, even on the side that was occupied by his roommate.
Elliot’s stuff was all on his bed in two massive suitcases
with his initials on them. His dad had bought them for
him as an 8th grade graduation present when he sent
Elliot to Europe with a tour group and didn’t come along.
When Elliot took off his coat and tossed it on the
bed his iPhone fell out of the pocket. He didn’t know why
he hadn’t thought of it before but it gave him an idea. He
snatched it up and opened it to see several missed calls
from his friends from the night before but no messages.
They had no doubt been wondering where he was when
he didn’t meet them by their cars. With shaking fingers
he called Sarah’s cell phone. It rang.
“Elliot?” said a voice that did not belong to Sarah.
It was her father.
Elliot was caught off guard and said nothing for a
moment. Then he found his voice again and said in his
most congenial tone, “Mr. Waters. Hi. Is Sarah around?”
Sarah’s father’s voice became suddenly cold.