Charles Brown is a transferred student, filled with mysteries. Albert Zenith, the student council president & Charles roommate finds him suspicious & tries to uncover the mysteries surrounding him. ******* The streets were deserted with a few people here and there. The sky wasn't clear still. A boy was in a hurry. He looked at his expensive golden watch which showed 6:00 am. He started running faster as if racing with the winds with his long jacket flying and his tie loosened. He could see the peak tower of the green palace (his hostel). He finally reached the door of the great St.Tarrain High School. His ginger hair was wet and the shirt was sticking to him. He didn't stop to catch his breath and ran towards the Green palace.The palace was carved out of a single stone with the main building and four annexed towers at each corner of the main palace. The roofs were made of emerald. All in all it was a beauty to behold. ** Albert started drinking his tea his soup untouched. "You know what I learned about the healers?" asked John looking at Albert eagerly.To Albert he looked like a cute puppy wanting to be petted. Albert raised his brow. John: "The healer is more powerful then the almighty timekeeper, he can even use all 4 types of magic. Isn't it amazing." Albert: "Legends are made for kids. I only believe in what I see." Charles: "I say its not a legend." "and why do you think so?" asked Albert "Because I have met one," said Charles. They both looked at him dumbstruck. **