Jeremy
“You okay, man?” I stepped out from behind the tripod, and looked at Elijah in concern.
He inspected his palm again and shrugged. “It was weird. For a minute, I really felt like the stove was hot and my hand was burning.” He shook his head and pretended like he wasn’t totally freaked out. I looked at the name carved into the wall one more time, and shivered.
We moved on from the dormitory and wandered through each of the classrooms. There was very little interest in those rooms, and only one old, broken desk to indicate that it had once been a classroom at all. There were some building supplies stacked up in one, probably left over from the last attempt at renovating the building. In another classroom there was still a black board mounted on the back wall. It wasn’t the
