Trapped

What Ophelia never expected during her college life was to meet with the surreal one random afternoon.

No, especially as Ophelia never truly believed in the surreal and supernatural in the first place.
She had always had a good instinct, a sixth sense of some kind.A good asset to have, she often said. 'Save me from some troubles, when I listen to it.Rare, but oh well'.

Yet, there was a clear line and distinction between a sixth sense and an encounter with the surreal.

The instinct could simply be mere luck, a talent to read good situations, anything.
To meet with the surreal was surreal.

To meet with an entity on a random Wednesday afternoon in an empty classroom had not to be Ophelia bingo for the year. Nor it was learning that her college main building used to be an old asylum where the patients were treated as harshly and coldly as one might treat a plague, where secrets were kept.