Metz would look to the set of rollers on the dais, and quietly move over to investigate them. four numbers? perhaps it wants a year.
Metz would input "1993" onto the rollers, provided he figured out how to operate them.
Suddenly, the dais hummed to life. Immediately, you became wreathed in a cocoon of light before being transported elsewhere. To your fellow students, you simply breezed into the dais and disappeared with a great whoosh. To you; however, you find yourself being sent flying through a tunnel of multicolored lights. Voices, which presumably belonged to others travelling though other tunnels within the ether, echoed all around you. However, you couldn't make any of them out. Even if you could, you wouldn't have time to do so before being deposited at your destination.
Getting your bearings, you find yourself surrounded in a cyan haze with electricity crackling in the air. Ahead of you, as far as your eyes can see, you can see what appeared to be gigantic cylindrical towers connected to each other by large tubing and decorated with lightning rods and tesla coils. Each tower was belching out huge volumes of a strange cyan-colored smoke from their tops, which was feeding into a massive thunderstorm raging above your head. Every ten seconds, a torrent of blue lightning bolts streaked down from the tumultuous 'sky' and into the lightning rods, with stray bolts being redirected to the rods by the tesla coils. However, for some reason there was no thunder. Either whoever in charge of this operation has installed some sort of sound-dampening system or this thunderstorm is truly unnatural. Based on this observation, you were able to deduct that this was a massive power plant that's presumably supplying power to this 'Altera Vita Academy' or at least a section of it if what the letter said holds true... if you read it in the first place. Have you even read the letter?
At the base of the nearest tower were several humanoid shapes, milling around in various tasks. As you continued to watch them, one of them noticed you. Suddenly, the figure spouted wings of light and flew toward you faster than your eye can blink and landed about three meters away. Now that the figure was close enough, you can make out it appearance. The figure looks for all intent and purposes like a young adult human male with neck-length, silver spiky hair. He wore a white, long-sleeved shirt with gold trimming on the cuffs, a golden vest with decorative patterns on its surface that matched the ones on his gold tie, black slacks, and black leather shoes. However, his face was expressionless and his skin appeared to have a strange sheen to it as if he wasn't entirely human, just in case you haven't already figured that out. He is completely unarmed while you have a weapon, though who can say that those wings are the only things he can summon.
"This is a restricted area per Headmistress Madeline's orders. Only permitted personnel are allowed access here," the strange man spoke in an airy monotone, a sound that reminds you of air being blown into an empty jug. His silver eyes continued to bore into you. "Please show me your identification and permit."
You reeeeeaaaaaally should've read the letter.