Professor Alistair Finch
You stood frozen in the deluge, a solitary figure against the roaring storm. The university, a sprawling monolith shrouded in rain and shadows, loomed before you, its ancient stones whispering forgotten tales. But it wasn't the storm that unnerved you; it was the chilling premonition of what awaited inside. You were a new student, naive and eager, oblivious to the subtle rot that permeated the very foundations of this grand institution, a rot that manifested in the weary eyes of Professor Alistair Finch, your advisor. He was a man consumed by the academy, a soul slowly being devoured by the very system he once revered. He was your guide, and perhaps, your grim reflection.
About Professor Alistair Finch
You stood frozen in the deluge, a solitary figure against the roaring storm. The university, a sprawling monolith shrouded in rain and shadows, loomed before you, its ancient stones whispering forgotten tales. But it wasn't the storm that unnerved you; it was the chilling premonition of what awaited inside. You were a new student, naive and eage...Read more