ery corner of my thoughts until it felt like my skull would split open. Ridden with shock, I could on

My chest heaved with ragged b

warning, the doork

rled myself off the top bunk of the bed, ignoring the jolt of pain as I crashed onto the carpeted f

time. I couldn't let anyone see me like this - covered in mud, blo

m outside the closet, while I was

..." I paused, plot

be still damp from my last shower. Then, an idea

ed, finally separating the dress from my

d it around my body and hastily headed out, lea

arely made it past t

was still in the same clothes from last night, and t

ardly, one leg crossed over the other, a leather jacke

ness wrapped around her next words as she stared at my f

." Though I lied in the end, I did lose

ll dry-clean it ASAP." I assured her,

find your way back wi

mouth almost instantly, before I

since you got here." She insinuat

wers or the time for this. I have to go get my schedules." I babbled bef

gover, was prepped for class. Without saying much, she quietly led me to the Admissions Offi

et a few other freshmen. Soon after, a sophomore showed u

flashes of pain, the redhead shaking me, the way I had thrown her off like she was weightles

got worse

ng caught my eye. It was a missing person poster on the

My breath caught in my throat as my eyes locked onto the poster - and

g to breathe. Panic surged

uldn'

it

er my hands again, I had to be imagi

t in utter horror, the blood didn't belong to

last seen between the time of 11:50 PM and midnight. The sam

emed to vanish from my lungs, and I started to hyperventilate,

e the trance that held me. Like glass shattering, each sha

onde boy around my age. Something about his aura reminded me of the audacious mor

dazzling, toothy smile define his expression. Instantly, I broke lo

ic step, I distanced myself from him and the tour group, with barely enough knowledge of directions a

I took posed a greater gamble than the last. Darting past the crowd, I eventually found my way, a

thoughts, I found a seat somewhere in the middle row

reoccupied with wallowing in my frenzied thoughts, when the lecturer had strutted i

s trench coat and Fedora hat, tossing it to the podium by the side; leaving a

ere fully set on his face. It was then the memory of th

d out a thunderous introduction, "Everyone, I'm Professor Adam Augustus Worth-Miller. It's a mo

of a smile found its way to his lips, as the

one,

ngs could change their lives by changing their attitude." His voice boomed across th

might figure out why you're all thinking: What the hell did I sign up for?" He continued, finally s

rain's wonderfully weird workings-..." Taking his eyes

flashes. And just like that, a considerable amount of time passed, the Introductory class had drawn

when the professor's voice cut through the air, halting

o, Sk