We arrived at the massive castle a few hours ago, managed to get something to drink and settled in our dorms.
Lilith was placed with Evangeline and somehow I ended up with my own dorm. Thankfully, because in all honesty I wasn't sure anyone would understand my current state.
Sitting on the wooden floor boards, I continued to steady my breathing as I clenched the towel around my dampened body.
Across the bathroom, it gave one small flutter, a light flap of its wings and then laid with its chest heaving quickly in its own pool of scarlet blood.
"It's not real Anne, it's not real." I repeated shutting my eyes and opening them hoping if I did it enough times it would disappear.
Why won't it go away?
Taking a deep breath, I carefully stood and looked to the small bathroom window, the glass shattered into the four legged tub. "It's real Anne." I told myself before a cool breath of air washed over my body, the hairs on my body standing once more.
I walked to the dead bird lying on the floor with a blank stare, such a pretty little black bird.
"It's okay, sleep." I told it lightly with a small shake in my breath. Watching its small chest slow down and then just stop entirely, I wondered if it was a mother, or if it was the same bird from this morning.
A premonition?
Wrapping it up in a wash cloth carefully, I placed it into the trash bin and began wiping the blood off the floor and picking the glass from the tub out.
'The Dark Lord senses your arrival.'
Fuck off voice, I don't have time for games.
The sound of screaming outside the door drew me off my knees quickly, I hurried to the sound, pulling my door open and watching the girl scream while covered from head to toe in...."Is that shit?" I asked looking to her wild eyes.
She cried harder and ran down the hall to a room, my attention moving to the laughs of none other than Cuntzilla.
Beside her stood two taller girls who obviously seemed to be in charge of even her.
"Look who it is, Clutzilla." She gave me a scowl.
I leaned into my door sill crossing my arms over my chest and eyeing her in sorrow, "Someone should sew your legs shut so that you never reproduce." I said lazily and exhausted from this day already.
She gave a glare my way, "I'd tell you the same, but I don't think I have to. I'm sure no dicks coming your way." She scoffed with a grin.
'Rip her throat out.'
Not a bad idea, but also not an idea even worth having. "What room was your boyfriend in? 26? I think I might stop by and give him a visit." I smirked walking in the room and shutting the door behind me. She's got a thing for Lincoln, and honestly it's a bit comical.
The entire first hour here, she was drooling over his cock just dying to get him to flirt with her. My Lincoln though, well he's on my side...always.
Drying my hair off, I dropped the towel and jumped back at the crow that perched itself on the broken window. It's beady eyes watching me in an almost human like way. I couldn't help but cross my arms over my chest in a self conscious way.
Silence filled the bathroom, and as I stepped forward, he fluttered his wings and then flew off into the night.
Pulling on some pajamas, I continued looking back at the window to make sure no other birds went to it. After a good seven looks, I decided to go to bed, hopefully I don't wake to a bird eating my face off.
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Vangsvere Academy
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