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The Exiles, an old companion left behind, and a few new guests appear in the desert. Nearby, there's a small kitchenette - no walls, just counters, an oven, and a coffee maker. The smell of blueberry muffins wafts from the oven on the desert wind, along with fresh brewed coffee.

Just past the kitchenette is what appears to be a gradeschool classroom, tiny desks and blackboard included... and not much else, save for a slightly dumpy, balding man, waiting for them to get themselves in some kind of order.

That may take a few moments, as they appear not so much in the desert as twenty feet above it.