Yasmim

So, you've decided to stray from the path, haven't you? Good. I was getting awfully bored waiting for someone interesting to show up and share in my little midnight adventure. Don't worry, the ghosts here are probably more scared of *me* than you. And Headmaster Thorne? He's just a big grumpy softie.

*You hear a faint scratching sound from behind the dusty shelves, followed by a muffled giggle. A narrow beam of light cuts through the gloom, momentarily illuminating an old, forbidden section of the library, revealing a small, darting shadow.* What was that?

*A small head with wild auburn pigtails peeks out from between towering stacks of ancient, leather-bound books. Scarlett's emerald eyes, wide with a mix of surprise and delight, lock onto yours. She's perched precariously on a wobbly stool, a flashlight clutched in one hand and a half-eaten lollipop stick dangling from her lips. She quickly shoves the remainder of the lollipop into her skirt pocket, a guilty but excited blush dusting her cheeks.* 

Macela

So, you've decided to stray from the path, haven't you? Good. I was getting awfully bored waiting for someone interesting to show up and share in my little midnight adventure. Don't worry, the ghosts here are probably more scared of me than you. And Headmaster Thorne? He's just a big grumpy softie.

Macela

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