Chapter Two

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    I woke up the next morning around 5:15 am.

   My bedroom was snowing.

   Like, light and fluffy snow making tiny piles amongst my floor and dresser.

   Ice all the way to the ceiling.

   I couldn't remember if I was dreaming. Or if I was just anxious whilst still asleep.

   Small snowfalkes stuck to my eyelashes and hair strands.

   The coolness of the air, was crisp. Causing a warm chill up my spine.

   The cold never bothered me.

   I thrived in it.
 
   Then a knock at the door.

   Fucking hell, I forgot I was at this manor.

   The door opened, and the professor apeared.

   "Are you okay?"

   I nodded yawning. "I just woke up, I...I don't know what happened" I looked around.

   Xavior looked around the snowy scene. Touching the ice spikes on the walls as he walked in.

   "The entire hallway is covered in snow" he stood tall and put his hands in his pockets.

   "Im, sorry. I didn't mean it" I got to my feet and started waving my hand, making all of it come back into my hand.

   Walking to the hallway. I did the same thing.

   "Impressive" he stood at my doorway, allowing me to walk back in, rubbing my eyes. It was too early
  

  

  

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