The day proceeded unlike any day the students of class 4W had ever had before. They absolutely adored MindWarp and in return she couldn’t help but somewhat adore them back, if only because they listened to her with rapt attention and gave her many compliments, especially when she performed her illusions which were like magic. A good part of the morning was spent redecorating the room as MindWarp happened upon a cupboard full of paints, brushes and sponges. The once boring interior with likeness to Miss Wolleri’s drab sweater was now transformed into a room which in all likeliness could put a rainbow to shame. The walls were an array of different coloured vertical strips while the inner surface of the door was covered in one colourful hand print of each student in the class with even her own hand print right in the very middle.<br/><br/>As the day progressed the furniture was moved to the sides of the room creating a large clear space in the middle where the students sat or lay as they listened to MindWarp recount a tale of winning against great odds, of the idea that greater numbers always win being an illusion. It was a story with an important moral. Send a mouse against a parade of elephants. AKA a single person can generally win if they find a weakness of a foe and use it against them, whether it be intangible or from the very environment around them.<br/><br/>By the afternoon, the classroom had become a cinema, the whole back wall being used as one big movie screen with the help from a cartoon movie length illusion casted by MindWarp. With only about an hour left of the movie, there came a knocking at the door, the sound broke MindWarp from her thoughts, which is also when she realised the time and that she had nearly completed what she had set out to do; give the students of 4W the best school day ever! Sure, her boss would not be happy that she had not yet begun her infiltration on the Vexis building, but when was he ever happy? One more day wouldn’t matter.<br/><br/>Rising from her seat on top of the teacher’s desk, MindWarp went over to the door and opened it before whoever was knocking got impatient while simultaneously shifting the cinema screen illusion to look like a small cheap television sitting on a desk and plugged into a power point. Playing the part of an excited yet slightly awkward first day school teacher, she smiled kindly at the man at the door who had dark blonde hair and sharp blue eyes.<br/>“Good afternoon, can I help you with anything? Oh goodness have I got the television up too loud?! I’m sorry I hope it hasn’t distracted your class.” She exclaimed with an apologetic expression and pretended to believe that he was another teacher, while inside she just wanted the guy to go away. Hopefully she could deal with him quickly and send him on his way even though he looked rather familiar as if she had seen him recently in passing.