“Once you cut the thread that binds you to another, it can never be restored,” said Professor Devon.
The candlelight behind him revealed his lack of even a single thread.
“Are you so sure you can’t create new threads?” said a girl in the class.
“You dare question me?” said Devon.
Other students parted as he strode towards the girl. She just smiled and stood her ground.
As Professor Devon got close, the girl reached out and lightly touched his arm.
Lights flashed and suddenly, where old threads had been severed, there were thousands of new threads.
“How did you…” began Professor Devon, but the girl was gone.
“Where did she go?” he asked.
The students looked confused.
“Where did who go?”