The Unseen Culprit

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figure out my next move, when my p

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who is

ere proctoring the SAT

ened. "Sarah? Is

hael. It's my eyes. I

d, clattering onto the saucer. Bli

I asked, my voice

the first section of the exam, after you were... removed. My vision just

My warning hadn't stopped it,

ctor you saw, did they m

al. She said another proctor, a Michael Davies, had come in just last week,

of si

knew, didn't you? You knew this was going to happe

coffee shop window felt like a cruel taunt. I

k, Sarah," I sa