The next day, the academy is silent. A heavy, unnatural hush blankets the hallways and common areas. The usual chatter of students is absent, replaced by an oppressive stillness. Even the birds outside seem muted, as if respecting the tension in the air. The lack of noise amplifies every creak of the old building. It feels as though the walls themselves are holding their breath.
Unlike the other students, who are lucky enough to stay in bed and catch up on sleep, I have been informed that I am needed at the library today. So much for having a week to settle in. Since we did not get back to our rooms until seven this morning, I am running entirely on caffeine fumes.
Ariah suggested hanging out in Celeste’s room until my shift started, but I turned her down and took a cold shower instead,
