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*4 years ago- the incident* The bell rings and Wren rushes to Steele’s side. Griffin and Zero join soon after. Steele isn't usually one for big physical contact but this time he has his arm wrapped tightly around Wren's shoulders. There is something different in the air today. Wren's azure eyes are furtively looking around the place. Everything looks particularly peaceful. Nothing looks out of place yet there is something in the air. Something different. There isn't any sounds of warning. There are no howls. There are no shouts. There is no reason to feel that way. It is just a lingering tingling sensation in the spine, while quiet and peacefulness is usually good. In this case, it seems awfully eerie. The air seems thicker, wrought with danger. Griffin's level of awareness is not