[Creed looked around cautiously. He didn't know where he was. Glaring at his surroundings, his hand rests on the hilt of his sword.
He searched his pockets, revealing a room key and a … class schedule? ‘Advanced computer technology’, ‘Taoist literature’, ‘Biology as a vector for Nano-technology’… What was this stuff? He rifles through it and then
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