[Principal Camila’s Office—]
The corridors of Monster Academy slept in silence, their usual chatter drowned by the hum of the night lamps and the faint whisper of wind brushing against the tall glass windows. Every creak and echo of the floorboards was amplified in the stillness.
A hooded figure erged from the dark end of the corridor— tall, cloaked in ash-gray fabric that shimred faintly like smoke. Their boots made no sound on the polished floor. The hood shadowed their face completely, but a faint glow pulsed beneath the folds of their sleeve.
They paused at the end of the hallway— before the brass-plated door that read:
> PRINCIPAL CAMILA V. ASTOR
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