Chapter 3

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Rebecca and I made our way back to the dorms when we heard a commotion coming from down the hall. There was the sound of glass shattering and tables falling over. Rebecca was off running in the direction of the noise before I could even form words to say anything. We ran to the room where the noise came from. There, one of the girls was out cold and one girl was being held captive by an obvious amateur agent. He was standing with the girl at knifepoint. The boy looked similar to Luke, but he was a head taller, his eyes looked like they were an sea foam green color, and his voice was a little higher. He was yelling at the girl to give him some kind of file.

"Who are you and how did you get in here?" I asked. I was standing next to the door, knowing that if I broke the door frame there would be a knife hidden there. This goes for all of the doors in the academy.

He looked at me and said, "I was sent here by MI6 to take a file from this room, but you intervened." He said looking at Rebecca and I, " I will back soon with others to retrieve the file." He said in a smug voice. I honestly had no idea what he was talking about.

"What is the name of the file?" I asked him while he was walking to the window.

"Project X." He said as he jumped out of the window into the cold night air.

Rebecca and I ran over to the window to see him running across the front lawn, undetected. The wind was blowing our hair into our faces so we didn't see the exact direction he ran in. As we were walking back to our dorm room, in shock of what had just happened, Luke bumped into us. He looked pale and sweaty, not to mention he was breathing heavily, he looked like he was going to pass out at any moment. He looked like something terrible had happened.

"Are you alright?" Rebecca asked with sympathy in her voice. He just looked at her with a look of fear.

"Jackson. He-He had a seizure and suffered temporary memory loss. He's in the infirmary now." He could barely get the words out. The last time I had seen him this shaken up is when our parents didn't come home from a mission until 3 weeks later than expected. He was the most emotional between the two of us.

By this point Luke was leaning on Rebecca for support. This physical contact was okay since we were relatives, but it still made her feel on edge. Luke looked like he was coming down with something.

"Why don't you come stay in our room tonight," I said to him.

He looked at me and gave a weak smile and and a small nod. As we were walking we stopped by the dining hall to pick up some dinner to take back to the room. Tonight the chef had cooked fettuccine alfredo with a dessert of red velvet cake. When we got to the room we sat down on the floor and ate in silence.

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