
Diana's room is always organized and clean. Her weapons are well hidden.
Diana flopped down on her bed in a pair of skinny jeans and a tank top. She clicked the power button on her TV remote and kicked off her flip flops. She sighed happily.
Some say he died here and still wanders the school, guarding its secrets. Others say that the man went mad, giving the school to a demon...
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