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She stared at the blank sheet of paper. She tried to open its secret with music, chiming spheres, and countless cans of red bull. But her clock read that she’d been at this too long, and she would have to face the consequences. She scribbled a sentence, stuffed it in her bag, and cycled it over to her Faculty Advisor. She stormed the office and thrust it in the advisor’s hands, who waved her out of the room. The next day, an envelope appeared in the mail, containing her single page:

‘Let There Be Light’.

Underneath, in red pen: ‘Good.’