Not far away, Erika Weber blinked. The hall around her suddenly looked completely unfamiliar. She came here every day, yet she suddenly couldn't remember the layout of the school. She looked down. Her clothes had changed too!
"Excuse me," a woman said. "But you need a visitor pass to be on school grounds," she said.
Erika looked at the woman...she was a teacher there. Her name was...her name was... What was happening to her? She was a student here...wasn't she?
She spotted Sarah McMillan at the end of the hall. At least she recognized her.
"We just need you to come to the office and sign the log book," the woman said, distracting her from her thought. "It's just for safety."
