The night is full of sounds from the woods; they are the sounds of beasts howling, chirping, making the nightly noises that students have become used to over the years. Except for one long interminable moment of time when everything is deathly silent. The night slowly passes, and in the morning, there's something unusual to be found.
( It's not just a prank. )
( It's not just a prank. )
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