Dr Alto Clef

A wide cheshire grin spread across Clef's face. The doors were gone. You could take a closer look if you wanted. They were not there. The doors had literally disappeared. But that was okay, right? You could still get out the windows. Except there was one small problem. All the windows were gone. There was nothing but four blank walls, a ceiling, and a floor. No way out.

Director clapped theatrically and took a step towards the closest boot who pointed their Glock at him. Rookies these days... Never failed to amuse him. "Oh, a real TOUGH guy, huh? What the fuck are you gonna do with that 9mm? Against a REALITY BENDER!? I can turn your eyes into jello. I can turn your GUN into a fucking BAGEL, now PUT THAT DAMN GUN DOWN AND LIE THE FUCK DOWN ON THE GROUND, YOU FUCKNUGGET."

A weary sigh. Still boring. As the desks proceeded to munch on poor rookies, Clef snapped his fingers. Everything stopped. "Breathe. Remember what it felt like when you were tripping balls. Class Dismissed."