Regan stepped cautiously into the room, when she did enter. She could tell something was strange, standing at the threshold. Like she was about to step into a room with someone playing inside. As she crossed the threshold, she became aware of a muffling over her... what did they call it? Soul Perception?

She sat down promptly, letting the man who was to be their teacher take charge. The man left no room for responses, so Regan gave none, except when called for roll. Replied with a "hai" and a raised hand. When at last he did motion for anyone to speak, a classmate spoke. "You noticed it, too? The strange presence in the room... no, of the room."

"I have my own question, as well." Her English is careful, but clear. She sounds just a little German, actually. "NOT students were selected for this class, right? To be specially trained to be the City's emergency defense? Why?"