sometimes i think about the last interactions Ryland had with his students.
Imagine being like. 11 and your science teacher's absent for a few days
None of the faculty nor the sub know why he's gone
Coinciding with the days of his absence, a bunch of news regarding the beginning of the end surfaces.
Already you can sense something off about him
He looks tired, is really all you can put together initially
You and your classmates start asking questions.
Slowly, you're all made to understand the extent of the situation, his voice laced with something grave you can't quite name
You can't quite grasp the concept of thirty years being the timeframe for the world's collapse, and how could you? you've not even lived half as long
But you look at Mr. Grace's face as he mulls over that thought, going pale
Mumbling up some excuse, he all but bolts from the room
You don't see him for a long time.