The next morning.
All the instructors were drawing lots for their classes, grouping every five classes into one team. Rosemary's neurology class, along with the surgery, pediatrics, dentistry, and anesthesia classes, all drew a "one," meaning they were the first batch to enter.
Each class lined up in a row, and five rows of students marched in through the entrance. It was early morning, and the place was filled with thick fog, looking a bit creepy.
"Rosemary, this place is freaky." Mya couldn't help but grip the corner of Rosemary's clothes.
Joyce was also a bit scared, "Is there something terrifying waiting for us up ahead?"
Many people retreated, and in the end, only Rosemary from the neurology class was leading the way.
"Don't worry, I guess it's probably things like log bridges or stump hopping." Rosemary was experienced, and her cute face showed no sign of fear.
"Such a strong mental game for a straight-A student."
"Right, she's not scared in this creepy place."
