Dagny takes a look at the clock in the nurse's room as a handful of people are appearing around you, then quickly leaving.

"Looks like there's only twenty minutes until the next class," she says. "Not enough time for either of us to eat and digest the other, I would guess." You shake your head.

"How about we find somewhere and kill that time?" you say. Dagny nods and the two of you get up to leave. Suddenly Evelyn is sitting where you had been.

"Hey Evelyn, what're you doing here? I thought you were learning, not fodding," you ask.

"I told you it was an escape class. After a week I still don't really know how to escape," Evelyn replies as she hurries out the door.

"How do they know if you come straight back to class?" you ask Dagny as the two of you leave the nurse's office.

"There is a computer that monitors who reforms when. If a teacher has a question about a student's lateness, they check with the computer," Dagny said. "They leave it on always, no matter if classes are in or not."

There are tables and desks littered throughout the hallway where students are able to sit between classes. You and Dagny take one of these tables.

"So what brought you to Vore High?" you ask. "Don't you have a similar program in Norway?"

"No, unfortunately, we don't," Dagny sighed. "There are a couple schools in Britain or France that are closer and a little cheaper, but Vore High is truly the world's best vore school. Besides, French is a barbaric language. Tell me, Gia, when did you discover that you could do vore?"

"Well, it was a couple months back. Four of us were having a sleep over and one of the girls ate the other two. She would have eaten me but by then she was full. Since then I've been practicing as best I can and even managed to swallow a full volunteer," you say. "That convinced my parents to send me here to develop my skill. How about you?"

"I should start it by giving a little more information. I come from Honningsvåg, a little fishing village that's the furthest north town in the world. Last winter was especially brutal and an ice storm knocked out power to the village. It was so terribly cold. Anyhow, my two sisters and I were bundled up together in a bed for warmth while our parents went out to try to get firewood. While they were gone, something came over me and I ate my sisters. My parents came back just as Heidi's legs were in my mouth. So they sent me here."

"Wow. How old were your sisters?"

"We were triplets, actually, but now we're just one," Dagny says with some pride. You want to ask her if she ever regrets it or misses her sisters, but you decide that doing so would run counter to decorum. The two of you continue to make small talk for the remaining few minutes until you realize you need to head over to class. The two of you sit together again and watch as the classroom fills up with about 75 students. A much smaller number sit in the fodders' pit behind the desk.

"Shouldn't there be more fodding?" you ask Dagny.

"Not really. We're still working on fruit right now. Power digestion is taught very closely with Swallowing 1, so we're only advanced in here as we are in there," Dagny said. "I think next week is when we start on humans."

A surprisingly fully-clothed young woman enters the room with a briefcase and begins sorting through some papers on the desk.

"Is that...?" you start to ask.

"Dr. Luba Kirillovna," Dagny fills in for you. "She's the youngest teacher on the staff and graduated from here a couple years ago. She normally teaches the Unbirthing classes, since that's what she did her doctoral work in, but all the junior faculty get assigned to the low level classes."

"Alright class, calm down," she calls out with a slight accent. Vore High truly is an international institution. "We're going to start off warming up with what we learned last week. I want everyone to come up and take a squash and digest it. When you're done, we'll have a brief lecture, then go on to trying watermelons."

You notice that a handful of students are wheeling in carts filled with squashes and watermelons. The rest of the class is heading down to the carts, so you join them. You grab a squash and quickly ingest it. As far as digesting goes, however, you're afraid that since you haven't had the last week's classes you'll be behind.