Zhenya gulped. Was it... was it seriously someone in the room? SOMEONE WAS A TUTRLENAPPER!

Zhenya's wide eyes and open mouth looked around, before she closed her mouth. No flies for her, thanks.

But seriously - BOB! Where was poor Bob? Alone in a dark area? Zhenya looked under her table and chairs, realising that was probably as useful as trying to tell Professor Cassie that it was okay. It wasn't okay, and it wasn't do dark under the table...