I cherish my privacy, and woe betide anyone who tries to interfere with that

Chapter I: For Never Was There a Story More of Woe Than This

Wednesday had just been told by her parents that she was to start Nevermore in three days.

Enid had just been told by Principal Weems she was getting a roommate in three days.

Tyler was trying to figure out what happened three days ago.

The sheriff was trying to figure out if his son had anything to do with the murder in the woods three days ago.

The Nightshades were cleaning the hidden library after the exclusive party they threw three days ago.

Eugene was collecting the three day old honey he had from his shed.

Thing was waiting because in three days his new bottle of his favorite lotion would arrive.

All of these people were surrounded in a flash of light and were brought to the same room.

“What is going on?” Enid asks as she tries to get her legs back under her. Ajax helped her stand which led to blushing from both teenagers.

Morticia and Gomez Addams are huddled together, both looking straight at their daughter after they had checked the other was okay.

The sheriff and his son have claimed a corner and are looking around in either confusion or anger and distrust, three guesses to who is doing which. And if you need the second two.

Bianca, Yoko, and Divina, are huddled together and are whispering to each other in concern and confusion as Kent stands tall next to them protectively, glaring at everyone he doesn’t know.

Eugene is looking at everyone with scared eyes, only calming down when he realizes there’s an adult he trusts, his Principal. Plus Enid is here and he has a thing for werewolf girls.

Weems is taking everything in, cataloging which of her students are here and who otherwise might be a danger to them.

Wednesday is intrigued, interested as to why they are all here. She starts looking around trying to find an exit just in case they were all kidnapped, though she’d want to see why they were taken before trying to escape. That’s when she sees it.

There is a table in the front of the room, under the large screen taking up one of the walls. On this table was a single sheet of paper, the only free standing thing in the room that wasn’t a person or a piece of furniture.

The Nevermore students have gathered together, whether they are friends or not, which leaves Wednesday as the odd one out, well except Tyler but as he is a normie kid and standing next to someone who could only be his father, he doesn’t stand out as much as the girl in black.

Instead, most people are looking at Wednesday as she picks up the piece of paper, a hush falling over the room.

Wednesday is used to be stared at but the silence is new, usually there are whispers accompanying the stares.

She looks up to see everyone looking at her, or rather the paper in her hands.

“What does it say, Darling?” Her mother asks.

Wednesday looks at her mother passively, not thrilled with the nickname especially in front of all these people.

She reads from the paper in her usual monotone voice.

"Hello Everyone,

"I am sorry for how you have all arrived but do not fret, you shall be returned to the same place and time as you left. Nothing will change back home while you are here."

There is a collective sigh of relief at that, at least they get to go back .

"There is a catch, in order to go back you must watch these clips of the future, and before anybody asks, no, they are not visions. These are genuine records of what would happen in your future had I not brought you here. However, due to my interference, these events are able to be altered.