The next morning, Leo slid into the seat next to her. “So? Did you get the answers?”
The answers were perfect. Too perfect. Each transformation exercise had alternative correct answers. Each multiple choice included a brief explanation. It wasn’t just a key—it was a masterclass.
Her phone buzzed. A message from Leo in the group chat: “Who has the answers for the WB? Deadline is 8 a.m.” Gateway B2 Workbook Answers
Elena’s heart pounded. Exercise 4 was the essay: “Describe a time you chose integrity over convenience.”
“You have opened the Gateway. To close it, complete Exercise 4 correctly. Without help.” The next morning, Leo slid into the seat next to her
A single response: “The Gateway.”
When she finished, the strange smell vanished. The PDF file corrupted itself into gibberish. Anya_K’s chat window disappeared. Too perfect
“No,” she said, smiling. “But I found the gateway.”
She copied a few answers for Exercise 3, then stopped. A strange smell filled the room, like old paper and rain. Her laptop screen flickered, and the PDF text rearranged itself into a new sentence: