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[url=https://www.thefamouspeople.com/profiles/images/stanley-tucci-1.jpg]Dr. Wayman[/url] sat pensively in his corner office, overlooking the campus of “San Agustin Academy”. He was perched in front of a large bay window while sipping his morning cup of joe, eyes wandering across the plains, deep in thought. He and his team were nearly two months into the observation portion of Project Untamed and the summer heat was just beginning to subside in New Mexico and relax into a cooler and more comfortable autumn season. 

Over the past eight weeks Dr. Wayman, as well as his cohort of renowned scientists had been studying the test subjects, chronicling their every action, conversation and experience. The experimental phase of the project had gone off without a hitch, evidenced in the new personalities and tendencies of the “students”. It was clear as day which subject represented what animal and for that, Dr. Wayman was incredibly grateful for the scientific excellence developed to make this project a reality. 

A gentle knock on his office door brought the middle aged doctor out of his thoughts. Turning to face the entrance of his station, a small woman stood in the doorway with a stack of papers. [color=BADAD1][b]“Dr. Wayman, I have yesterday's analysis for you to read. As usual, it is separated by test subject and classification.”[/b][/color] The meager woman handed the packet to the grey haired man. [color=BADAD1][b]“Additionally, on the final page are the finalized groups for sub-experiment A. You may revise them as you wish.”[/b][/color] Shortly after finishing the final word, she scurried out of the room, almost as if she was fearful of Dr. Wayman’s wrath, which was unapparent at the moment.

As he flipped through the booklet of text, the doctor mused over the individual findings for each subject. He hand selected each of their animals and was anxious to see how their personalities would develop. Scientists were disguised all around campus- as staff members, teachers, custodians- as well as hidden in secret viewing rooms in buildings in order to notate and catalog each and every new discovery. Each note was fascinating, captivating, and further confirmed Dr. Wayman’s suspicions and notions that this experiment would be successful. 

When the doctor reached the final page, he inquisitively leafed through the groups for sub-experiment A, which would be occurring in two days' time on Wednesday afternoon. A scavenger hunt designed to test the strengths and weaknesses of each “student”, as well as investigate the relationships between each animal species during times of stress. Masqueraded as a “group bonding” exercise for the students, it surely was going to be the highlight of the week for all parties involved.

Checking his watch, Dr. Wayman noted that the time was now 8:00AM. Classes would begin in one hour, meaning it was almost time to sit back and see the fruits of his labor at work. Each new day brought excitement and curiosity, and today would be no exception. Placing his now empty coffee cup down on his desk, he pulled on his lab coat and exited the office, anxiously awaiting for today’s events to begin.

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[color=silver][i]You heard the man, classes start in one hour![/i] 

Today is Monday (cue the groans and tantrums) and you’re disappointed that the weekend (which felt like the blink of an eye) is now over. Everyone’s schedule is different, so students are strewn across campus getting back into their weekly routine. Whether that be going to an early morning class, eating a meal in the cafeteria, getting in a workout, or sleeping in your dorm, that is up to [i]you[/i].

All students will convene for an all school assembly after dinner where teams for this Wednesday’s scavenger hunt will be announced. Have a great day![/color]