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[x] Girl
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Yes...a girl. *There's a girl behind that untrimmed hair and uniform.*
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[x] No, let them do as they will.
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You locked your dorm room, at any rate. Hopefully it will be one of them that disappears first instead.
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[x] Attempt to find a student who remembers taking the class before.
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You succeed only too well.
There are plenty of strange things that happen in Edgewood. More often than not these happenings are of the lethal variety, but sometimes...
...well, there are some phenomenon that aren't friendly, per se, but helpful.
Benjamin is one of these. He was a boy who went here...some time ago, and made the mistake of distinguishing himself. Not in any overt way, mind, but by simply being known. Benjamin knew where everything was, and wouldn't hesitate to help out newer Edgewood students. Eventually The Administrator reprimanded him for 'excessive altruism'.
He did not survive the punishment.
Now, his spirit lingers in the lunchroom, all hours of the day. He occupies his own little corner booth, staring unblinkingly down at his table. They say he's still up to his old tricks, telling people anything they want to know.
He's learned from his punishment, though. Now there's a price to pay.
"Hello!" He chirps at you as you sit down in the booth across from him.
"Hello Benjamin. I...need to find my class." You say, showing him your schedule. You hoped his price wasn't too high; you haven't ever really interacted with the weirder elements of Edgewood before.
Why would you?
"Hmm, Intro to Discrete Introductions? I know where that is~!" He replies happily, as if there was a chance he didn't know.
"I have a cost for this, though. The Administrator says I'm not allowed to reveal my price beforehand, ether." Benjamin looks down, seemingly unhappy with the situation.
"I..." You stammer, looking at the etchings. 7:51 AM.
[x] Agree to the Price
[x] Find another way
[x] Escape this madness
