Georgia
The whole campus went quiet like it was holding its breath, and I was the only one who didn't understand why.
It starts in the afternoon, small at first, easy to miss if I wasn't already primed to notice every strange shift in this place. A flyer taped to the dining hall door announces the evening's study group is cancelled, no reason given. Then the intramural game scheduled for after dinner disappears from the activities board entirely, like it was never posted at all. By the time the sun starts sinking low and orange behind the tree line, the whole rhythm of the campus has changed. Students move faster between buildings than usual. Conversations drop to something quieter, more clipped.
"What's going on?" I ask Mandi, catching her halfway through packing her bag earlier than s
