A few other notiable people are Ricky, Austin, and my bestfriend Khyla. We were probably the best four technicians in the school. Ricky was openly gay... but it didnt seem to diminish anyones opnion of him. Austin was, well Austin. Not much more to be said about him. Khyla was my closest friend in the school, I told her everything. I walked into class a few minutes early, per my usual rutine. The class room was called the black box because thats litteraly what it is, a black box. Its painted. From the saddle, I could turn left to the North or right to the South — in both directions the ground rose steeply, and progress would be difficult, but not impossible.I drank water from the spring and ate some of the sweet fruits, and then I arbitrarily chose one of the two directions, South, and then I just kept walking, or climbing where it was necessary. After a while, it was past noon, I got above the tree line, and I had a great view over most of the island — I enjoyed it, but it did not. Her mom would be home from work shortly after school. I had football. She had cheer. Our chances to get naked together were few and far between, but she found a solution in one of her friends.It was a friend whose parents had split up. She lived at home with her mom, while her brother had chosen to live with her dad. Her mom worked an evening shift at her job to make ends meet. That left Marcy Macke, a sophomore, with an empty house most weeknights.We were graciously allowed time in Marcy’s. “Hello?”I spotted what looked like a shadow. It wasn’t on the floor, the ceiling, or the walls. It moved through the air, which made it difficult to track. The voice returned. “Who are you?”Instinctively, I cast my armor spell. I didn’t want this thing to touch me, but offering information cost me nothing. So, with all the courage I could muster, I said, “I am Seth Connors, Lord of House Ursae, and Head of Florence Manor. Who are you?”The shadow was joined by another. It was unnerving to see.