Amelia's POV:
Again, I'm feeling a familiar presence in the place. I'm not sure who it is, or if the feeling is even real.
The last time it turned out to be nothing. And who knows, it may be the same thing now.
I rushed out of my room, racing down the halls like hell was after me. I was so eager, determined to see whatever or whoever it was that was making me feel this familiarity.
The feeling was strongest coming from the direction of the annex office. That was strange to me. I paused, drawing back for a moment as I approached the annex.
I had the thought that it could be Alastor. My mood went bad. I don't ever want to cross paths with him again, not for any reason.
But what if it wasn't him?
I kept walking. I turned down a corner, and right ahead was Mark, and a lady. The lady w
