As Evan got out of the curtain, his heart sank again: he wasn't there at the Futhark Classroom, and even though he studied, all of the information seemed to be lost somewhere in his brain. He should have read more carefully! He got to a desk, and began to write with a shaking hand.

When he was finished with writing, he was at the edge of crying. He knew he didn't do a good job at all. He could as well give a blank sheet, even that would get more points. Nevertheless, with a pathetic little hope, he draw the tree, or more correctly, made that up too. He didn't know what to draw! When he was finished with the drawing too, he walked through the other curtain, cursing himself for not studying well on his way.