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Being in a large classroom all by ourselves was strange. Maryam and Kaycee were sitting on either side of me, in the second row, which seemed better than sitting right at the front. Hjalmar was running late. Was I even going to be able to call him that? Or did we have to call him Mister something? Professor Murderer?
I glanced at my TTA branded notebook. We'd each been given a bag full of stationary at the end of the intro session, and told that we could get more supplies at the student support office. Not that I knew where that was yet. We had a map, but no time to actually explore. I took it out and studied it for the tenth time. The building was four floors tall, with the top floor reserved for teachers and staff. The ground floor had the dining hall, a big kitchen, some un
