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The police showed up shortly before Sif's class was set to begin, and he was shocked to see the band teacher dead. He overheard the men talking about the man's apparent heart attack, before he retreated to the principals office. He was informed of the alternate class he was set to head to, and sat through it in a dull haze. Nothing was taught, and his peers mostly just talked. Sif read silently, not wanting to get involved. As he went to put his book away he noticed the black bound "Death Note" in his backpack and started suddenly. A few stray glances appraised him, but no one said a word. The rest of the day passed in an apprehensive haze as Sif waited for lunch. He needed to investigate the book further now that he was more awake, and find out what it was about.

The time it took for the fifth period bell to ring seemed like an eternity, as Sif fidgeted through each class. As lunch began Sif quickly grabbed his food and sat down in an isolated corner of the lunch room, away from everyone else. He slowly pulled out the book, affirming again that it wasn't a figment of his imagination. He read the first page over again in fascination, and glanced around to see if anyone was nearby. After once again confirming he was alone Sif began eating, watching the room around him with suspicion, the book lying open next to him. His back was to a wall so he couldn't be sneaked up on, and his line of sight was relatively wide, wide enough to see anyone approaching and hide the book if need be.