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Nulight - Clan Of Knowledge Essay

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The knocking on the door was the loudest he had ever heard fist on wood. It wasn't the banging noise on the door that jarred his concentration off track, but rather the reason behind the blasted knocking. He hears it yell unspoken threats to him behind one of the 20 identical wooden doors that line up and down the hallway. He knew this moment would come, but expected it to arrive much later. He truly doesn't belong in this clan. No one in the Clan of Knowledge is allowed to be wrong. Five seconds pass, and the fist bangs on the door three more times. He makes no effort in answering the door and instead gazes at it knowing that it will give forced entry to those behind it when they realize that no one will be there to answer their …show more content…

After being apprehended, the students are said to have been changed in some way. Their minds altered , their brains, washed of the grime that allowed their logic to break apart.

He knew he had to leave, to run, if he wanted to stay being himself. He wondered what his next move would be. In his dull gray nightwear, that matched the entire layout of the neat dorm room. He pondered at his next move. When fully focused it seemed as if time had stepped aside and left him to his own doings, in his own world. In the deep, black canvas of his mind, colored dots shoot across each other like the protons and electrons of atoms. The dots play around until they became one fuzzy image. In the dimness of his gray dorm room he squinted,

The fuzz cleared and the image became distinguishable. A photograph, of the gray square room he sat inside. The photograph showed him, sitting at his computer desk table. His pale face illuminated by the blank white light of his computer screen. His gray shirt, gray pair of sweatpants, almost faded into the wall behind him. He was crouching heavily over his desk. Soon the photograph doubled. An almost exact copy, but with a single difference that could have been easily missed if one was not careful. His body raised over the table a few inches higher. His angle, was now only slight. The two photographs double once again, like a reproducing cell. The new photographs are of the same thing

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