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Chapter 33

When Jess walked into the Religious Education room her book bag slid from her shoulder, dropping to the floor and spilling its contents on the fuzzy carpet.

"What the heck?" she murmured.

She took a few steps forward, joining other students who stood in the same fashion, eyes fixed on the back wall.

"What is it?" she asked the lad to her. He shook his head without tearing his eyes off the display.

The posters they created last week were gone, replaced with... patterns. The longer she stared at them, the more she noticed. They repeated themselves, forming repetitions as the larger swirls stemmed off into smaller clones. With every step she took forward, she saw another smaller repetition.

At the edges, the colours were bright, like a Henri Matisse painting, but toward the centre, the swirling forms became golden upon black.

'Where did they find paint in su

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