Megan Jones
Where: Achievement Center for Advanced Youth
With: No one yet.
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Megan studies the tall building with uncertainty. The address appears to be correct, but it certainly wasn't what she was expecting. She had imagined that the school would be in an ivy-covered academy, not a skyscraper downtown. Still, this is the place that Blue told her to visit, so she enters the building and goes to gaze at the signs next to the elevators. Sure enough, the sign lists the “Achievement Center for Advanced Youth” as being on the 12th through 15th floors, which appears to be as much verification as she's going to get from down here.
"Well, I guess this is the place."
She hops in the first available elevator and hits the button for the 12th floor. A numbered keypad immediately emerges from the wall facing, asking for a passcode. She blinks for a moment, and then remembers the code that Blue told her. She taps it in, and the elevator starts to go up. She gets out on the 12th floor, glancing around the very modern facilities. She wasn't sure what kind of special counseling they might offer here, but it seemed like a better shot than going to a therapist. Hopefully, she'd meet with other kids having a hard time adjusting to a normal life.
After a few moments, she ventures into the foyer, trying to see if there was anyone that she should speak to.
"Hello, anyone here?"
The entry seemed to be deserted, with only the room and adjoining hallway visible. There's a receptionist desk that's just a few feet in front of her, but there's no one manning it at the moment. Unsure of what to do, she waits to see if anyone would happen by. Surely there had to be some kind of desk help on duty.
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