As he hurried towards the Sun Room, Raz's stomach started to growl embarrassingly loud. Was skipping out on breakfast a bad idea? Maybe... probably... yeah. But investigating this whole I'm-feeling-better-all-of-a-sudden phenomenon was higher up on his to-do list than anything else.

The first thing he did when he entered the room was to quickly scan the bulletin board, searching for any tidbits of information about what was going on. The situation was worse than he imagined: from what the boy gathered from the fresh new notes on the board, a bunch of people have started feeling 'sane' again, which was another way of saying both 'brainwashed' and 'vulnerable' in this place. "This doesn't look good..."

To his right, Raz noticed- oh hell. It was him. He juggled his options between 'testing to see if he was brainwashed' or 'running away and hiding just in case he wasn't...' For some reason, he decided to go with the former. Cautiously, the Psycadet approached the older teen and asked, "You feeling any different today?"