You pick up some of the glossy brochures and attempt to learn about where you are. After a half hour, you have come to the conclusion that you are in one of the greatest schools in the world, as measured by quantity of healthy, happy, good-looking white suburban kids in baseball caps. You also get the impression the school is in the middle of a neon-green wooded area.

 Unfortunately, you head outside and quickly learn that "Clark" is a banal, dirty mess of tacky cement buildings and dead trees. Some of those trees look like they'd be blown over in the next windstorm. Not very safe. And the students are goofy.^A

 The brochure also mentions the school's dedication to student life. However, you're beginning to think the brochure is a biased source of info. If there's some student life here, you're going to find it yourself.

If you find this thing called "Grind Central," turn to Page 71.

 

If you find this other thing called "IDRISI," turn to Page 66.