After each student were given directions to a place located only in the forest of death. This place could be accessed by way of a hidden access ladder in the cellar of the Charcoal Hut guarded by two ANBU operatives that had were given the order to allow the students to climb down the latter to get to a winding staircase. But what the paper didn’t tell the academy students were that they had to avoid certain steps along the stairwell, because some of them may sound an alert within the Anbu HQ of an intruder, causing many to take their time during the descent. After about two hundred flights of stairs downwards, the would be greeted with a long dark walkway which looked more like a bridge. The students would be escorted by another ANBU operative so they didn't waste any time getting to their lesson. Walking them slowly through a very dark hallway just straight to where the staircase was. After about a 10 minutes walk they would come to a stop to a door, a dark door leading them to the lesson that these children had most likely would have waited on. The teacher inside would already know if they had been smart enough to avoid the alarms or triggered them alerting the entire base of their presence.
Maru had been standing in the dark room, standing very still like a strange doll as he waited for his students to arrive, there were only three seats with one wooden table for the souls that sought to come to his lesson. To be truthful he only expected that three Max to show up to his lesson which is one like no other, perhaps because most children tended to avoid the darkness while some would be curious as to what the dark puppet master had been offering. Maru was dressed in all black, wearing a mask that represented a crying clown that was smiling… always smiling. Maru walked to the front of the class writing his codename, pinocchio, on the black chalkboard in this secret interrogation room now converted into a classroom. Since the other room was still under repairs he had to make do with what he had.
Within the dark corner of the class, a set of blue eyes stared at the door. The being who secretly waited in the dark was mean, big, and was ready to torment some poor children. Taking a cigarette from his coat, Maru placed it between his lips then lit one up in the classroom and inhaled letting the smoke fill his hollow core before exhaling smoke through his nose. Well this should be fun.” He said to himself, a leering grin stretching across his plastic lips.
