The elongated building from the late 18th century was almost completely destroyed. Only the left corner pavilion and something of the left wing were still standing. So you were too late.
Hundreds of police officers and doctors were called to a mission the location of which they did not even know. Of the existence of this place are not even known until now.
Allegedly it was an academy for students with extraordinary talents and abilities, but what in God's name has so destroyed this academy and why did no one know that this academy even existed?
The police and doctors searched everything to see if there were any survivors, but they also looked for clues and clues as to the cause of this catastrophic devastation. The press had also arrived and was busy reporting.
"Always the press fools!" one of the policemen complained and pushed a small piece of rock aside.
"What a shame, this building must have been beautiful!" Another man, apparently a doctor, because he could endure civilian clothes, carefully examined the thick lumps that once formed a wall, because they were richly decorated.
"HEY! Everyone, come over here quickly! I found something interesting here!"
A policeman was holding something like a book in his hand; it was rather tattered, but some pages were still legible.
"What's this?" asked another man
"How should I know! But it looks like a diary or a notebook. Many pages are barely legible, but those that are are handwritten."
"Read quickly what is on the last page. Maybe we'll find out what happened here!" A young woman spoke up. The book finder flipped through until he came to the last, written page and read aloud:

How could such a thing happen?
Why didn't we see that?
Wasn't there enough evidence?
Or have we overlooked them or even ignored them?
How could it miss so many teachers?
In the almost 10 years that this academy has existed under my leadership, such a catastrophe has never occurred. Often everything went haywire, but we were able to fix it again and again. But what has now happened can never be remedied.
Everything that can go wrong has gone wrong.
How could I, as the director, make such serious mistakes?
As a director you have to keep an eye on everything, the development of the students and their abilities, the development of relationships among the students, the development of the academy. Then how could I not have noticed all of this? How?
Because of my mistakes, because of my… failure as the head of this school, it's only for me to prescribe that something like this could happen.
I Tsunade Senju, as head of the academy, failed!

"My God! What has happened here?" the young woman was horrified when she heard this.
"So it was definitely a school but who the hell is Tsunade Senju?" said the doctor in civilian clothes.
"Hey, Bradley, run to Speed ​​and show him the book and he should give out a search message for a Tsunade Senju!" said the policeman who found the book and tossed it to young Bradley."Understood, Chief Higgins!"
“We'll find out what happened out of here.” Higgins spoke more to himself. He would definitely find out, no matter what the cost. He had been given the command and he would turn every stone from this strange place, no matter how small, to bring the truth to light.