Three men entered the school, the smell of a chain smoker hovering over them. They had come to harvest, and recently the candidates for extraction and usage had risen. It was perfect. The war was doing its job.

Where once they had worked with trepidation to kidnap those who had contact with the Realms, this was now easy work. Their collective conscious on the matter had died a long time ago. They were professionals after all, even if they did not look it at first glance. Their job was to save the world from itself.

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The only hiccup was that the Q Files were interferring more. Agent Conturbatio and his associates were making strong headway in discovering the cause of the war. Not that there was anything that he could do about it now, but if they were revealed it would mean their heads. They had it on good authority that a move would be made against the backroom office soon. But that was a matter for tomorrow.

For now, there were memories to erase and people to disappear. They had a much more important cause to serve than a simple education and a path of broken dreams to a deadend career.

No. These kids, they would become the wings that would free the world.