We wait a few minutes until we see a student walk up to the door and press their card against the keypad, letting us swoop into the building behind them. We walk up the stairs, past a door marked Dean’s Office, and visit the faculty lounge, empty classrooms, full classrooms. We eavesdrop on conversations among groups of college students. Peter approaches a girl and asks her where we are. She stares at him for a second and then tells us the name of the school. We talk to her some more and she tell us she’s an “SEE” major, whatever that is. We retrace our footsteps and find ourselves inside the dean’s office.
“Who the hell are you two?”
Small risks and tiny adventures are all that keep me sane these days. ♦