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Shun looked through the top left drawer of the desk.

Paperwork. Of course there's paperwork. An amused smile worked it's way onto her lips, imagining several scarelings that would absolutely hate looking through this. Still, papers were papers, and there seemed to be a lot of them. So this time, Amrita rifled through the papers on the desk, looking for anything interesting that wasn't a hiding pen snake.

Shehk carefully placed the yearbook back with a sort of pained smile. There were definitely those in this school that were going to be missing her. That was for sure. Her fingers brushed over the pictures of familiar faces and a few messages written in handwriting she could still recognize.

'Let's both keep working hard, Red! I'll work on being a healer who can fix anything that happens to you. Promise!

-- Cricket'

Shehk had to close the yearbook after that, feeling a weak sob in her chest as she put it back on the shelf. Instead, she looked over the bookcase for any other books of interest that would serve her well to have looked through. She had a bit of a treasure trove of knowledge here, and while it wasn't related to the insanity yet, maybe she'd find something to push her in the right direction.

Aymet frowned (inwardly, at least).

"Mort," Aymet whispered, "Can you read this?"

He held up the same nondescript book to the fellow undead, and his phylactery as well, to cast a cold blue light over the pages. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, after all.

The bottle looked rather fancy. It was curved and shaped to look as if it was carved from ice. There was a clear liquid inside it, and a quick sniff made Damien's eyes water before he sneezed. It was a sharp sort of alcohol, still sealed.



Inside the top-left drawer is a binder. After picking it up and flipping through it, it looked like... It looked like it contained a lot of words. The item under it was another binder, however this one contained just as many words if not more than the previous binder.



Thackery had to put the book down in order to pick up the metal object. And, oof! It was heavy! He nearly dropped it, but it looked like some sort of shield mounted on a block of more metal. The shield is small, worn, and covered with scratches as if it was heavily used at one point.



Paperwork, paperwork, pen snake (it hisses and goes to slither under the book Aymet flipped over earlier, then hissed again when the book was removed), paperwork... And what's this? Amrita picks up an envelope. It feels as if there is something within, and a quick look reveals that the envelope is not sealed shut.



The blanket is wrapped securely around the jar. Sammy ends up picking the entire thing up and setting it on the desk carefully to examine the box further. Damien puts a nose towards the blanket and discovers that it still has the fragile scent of snow.

There is nothing out of the ordinary in the bottom of the box. Sammy carefully re-wraps the blanket (a dark, rich red in color) around the jar (made of white ceramic with both large and small pawprints decorating the outside. Some of the prints are smudged, and some of the paint dribbles had dried to further prove that it was hand, or in this case, paw-painted) before setting it all back in the box, back where she found it.



In another yearbook owned by a different faculty member, there was a similar message.

'You're going to fix anything? Challenge accepted! I'm going to give you a run for your money, and by the end of it you're going to be the best Fear healer around! With you around, I know I'll be able to bounce back from anything and everything!

-- Red'

There were many other books on the bookshelf, ranging from topics such as sports to Boogeymen to several more coverless books on the shelf.



The pages were creased from where Aymet had flipped the book over. And even in the moonlight, the writing continued to wiggle and slide around.

Shehk took a few more minutes to look over the bookcase, before cautiously moving to go investigate the boxes of unpacked items. She couldn't recall how long Red had been moved into his office before the incident had come to pass, but if most of her personal effects were still unpacked, there could have been some interesting things in those boxes.

There was also the potential to maybe get herself maimed by something inside of said boxes as well. But she had to hope that maybe there was something worth taking from all of this.

Besides notes in yearbooks that were entirely depressing.

LOOK-OUT

Everything seemed so far so good…Hel shifted her weight from foot to foot, looking down one end of the hall to the other, just to double check.

Hmmm…

Maybe she should have volunteered for the snooping? Standing out here was kinda uh…don’t say it Hel, don’t say it. She would jinx herself if she did. Well, Hel knew how she was with just waiting…it made her anxious and antsy, but the fact that everything seemed all clear for now really was a good sign.