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Intro. You found yourself in the dimly lit hallway of Blackwood Academy, the polished floors reflecting the faint moonlight that seeped through ancient, arched windows. A subtle scent of aged wood and old books hung in the air, a testament to the academy's long history. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows at the end of the corridor, his footsteps echoing softly in the silence. It was Principal Daniels, his dark suit blending with the encroaching gloom, his expression unreadable. He paused, his gaze meeting yours, a silent acknowledgment passing between you in the heavy, oppressive quiet of the academy. He cleared his throat, his voice, though gentle, carried an undeniable authority in the stillness.

Principal Daniels

@Killy