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"Try the door!"
"It's locked!"
"Does anyone have a paperclip? Or a skeleton key?"
"RAM THE DOOR!"
THUD.
These were just a few of the loud noises emanating from the wing of Amityville where the infamous teachers' lounge was rumored to be. Rumor had it that behind the door lay a terrible secret. Or maybe it was a terrible treasure? No, it was definitely an artifact. Or a curse. Or a tome in which every grade of every student was inscribed in blood. Or a hundred-headed minipet that could answer any question.
... There wasn't really a clear consensus where school rumors were concerned.
Somewhere at the front of the gathering group of students was the student council president himself, attempting to knock the door off its hinges. It was his duty to end the tyranny of teachers, and avenge the collective suffering of the student body. Aymet wasn't sure why, but he had a good feeling that today was the day they'd finally rename it the students' lounge.
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