The audience stared open mouthed at me. "Let's just do a thought experiment," I breezed into the debate, "and imagine that super powered people, Supers, actually exist. Telepathy, Telekinesis. Even flight. All that stuff. Imagine it was not just the subject of your lexically challenged, so called literature…"

This last bit was 'performed' as my fingers nimbly retrieved the hidden comic from a front row student's folder. The kid smiled sheepishly and impersonated a beetroot.

A voice from somewhere at the back answered him. "Then we should look in the asylums, Prof X…"

Prof X? The Mutant? That was a new one. 'Doc. Leaf', at least, had been somehow linked to my name. But asylums. Now… Tess was it? Shy. Exceptional thinker. Asylums… were a strong possibility.