Ning turned toward his own bed and saw what he had half expected to find.
His helmet was lying on top of the blanket.
He had placed it inside the drawer before leaving for dinner, and he was completely certain of that, which could only mean that someone had come into the room while they were away, taken it out, and left it lying in the open, whether out of carelessness or as a deliberate message.
He had a very good idea of who that someone was.
Still, he picked the helmet up and put it on, and the display flickered to life in front of his eyes almost immediately. Most of the interface appeared exactly as it should, with his schedule, identification, and academy map all where they belonged, but a pair of warnings sat in the corner of his vision that had not been there that morning.
Ning was still reading them when Jason let out a sharp cry from across the room.
"No, no, no."
