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If was one thing to be resting peacefully, it was another for the hell hound to hear a authoritative bang on his door while he slept. One bang, then two others followed slowly, jarring Damien from his rest and making the monster dog falls over his two canines and onto the floor when the rude knocker practically barged in. Into his own space, his domain. Nothing about how the older figure made the pup feel inclined to work with him. “What the Jack do you think you’re doing!?” the pup snarled out in dissatisfaction of the condition of his door as his peace of mind. The door looked like it was practically splintered from the inside out. Like the simplest of breeze’s could make it disintegrate into toothpicks.

The one that Demi would soon learn to be a boogeyman didn’t even bat an eye and its booming voice began to speak. “By order of the mayor with conjunction of the boogeymen, this academy will be closed down under suspicious activity. All students of said facility will be relocated to their intended homes of residence or sent to other facilities.” It said the words aloud as if it was reading it from an invisible parchment paper in front of its face, no emotion on the demon or any sign of remorse for its actions. That didn’t stop it from walking further into the Demon dogs room uninvited and sending Regal and Tsar into a barking frenzy at the intruder.

All the talking and barking and surge of information make Demi’s head spin as he tried to get his bearings and shake out the cobwebs from his head. “Wait wait wait, Amityville is being shut down?” he asked the demon again before clamping a hand down over the two canine’s mouths. He wasn’t sure what to make of the whole situation. It didn’t seem like the kind of joke a student would play on another, nor was the sight of student’s marching down the hall in tow of what could only be a small platoon of bogeymen, much like the one standing before him. Lean, mean and stoic. “That is correct boil, pack your essentials and get moving, you got 10 minutes.” It said in a huff and stepped back into the hallway with the clicking of its shined boots, tail swinging from side to side almost arrogantly as he walked. As the time ticked down, Demi rattled his brain for an answer of what was happening. Not a single item was packed away as the brutish Demon called out from behind the half broken door. “You got three minutes dog.”

And three minutes later the boogeyman looked into the dormitory of Damien Gavenkrantz and found an open window fluttering in the breeze and a trio of canines making a run toward school grounds.

If it was one thing Demi was sure of was that this whole boogeymen takeover was pure BullJack and every step he took toward the main academy building make him more sure of it. At least until the pup scratched at the floor to slow himself down in front of the newly locked up gates and the sign that graced the junction between them and himself from the safety of the school. “I wasn’t kidding around runt.” Came the deep resounding and unwanted reply of the boogeyman from before that had Demi whirling around toward the figure, standing there almost cockily at him in return. It was enough to make him bristle and the canine duo snarling yet again at him. “This is crap, the school hasn’t done anything bad and yet you all want to keep it locked up!” he barked back at the demon and promptly flipped him off.

The demon didn’t take kindly to the defiant behavior as the confident, condescending smirk fell away into a snarl of anger and walked up to the smaller hound. “Look here you monster scareling, don’t be acting so rude to the law.” It hissed menacingly at the hound and flicked its tail at him like a scorpion does to prey. “Unless you want to be taken downtown for the night and it wont have a comfortable bed like the one you’re used to in that room.”

If there was a chance to get away with it, Damien was sure he would stomp the arrogant b*****d right where it would hurt the most, if his dogs didn’t try to beat him there first. Before he could even begin to bark back at him again, the words of a nearby secretary cut the green eared student’s reply off with his high pitched squealing that could have been mistaken for speaking.

“…A school, at any point in time, may partake in the annual Standardized Testing Examinations to assess the school's credibility and validity. Should the school pass the Standardized Examinations, it will be given the right to continue operating for another year until the next Standardized Testing Examination."

The squealing trailed off as Arel got into a squabble with another one of the thick headed boogey’s but the message made Demi’s ears twitch and flicks as the brain began to think up a idea. “Looks like you can’t drag me away yet demon.” He said back glowering at the figure that had to ruin his day. “I got a test to go through and a door that needs to be repaired by your checkbook.” He said in a huff and lined up behind the other students taking aim at the fear meter and the impromptu test that would decide the fate of the school and all who inhabit it.

here was no real point in resisting, damien knew that much. Physically he was going to be brought back to this section no matter what. As much as he hated the idea of it. damien reluctantly grabbed the pen and paper and rolled his eyes at the proctor. "Get this over with before I'm charged for assaulting a pathetic excuse for a boogeyman." he said in disdain and began to focus on the questions the demon was sure to try and trick him with. he was probably related to Westus or something.

The demon was once again stoic as ever, even as he asked the first question. "What is FEAR and why is it important to us?"

The words fear triggered many thoughts in the pup's mind as he frantically began to scrawl words on the paper . "I can't even believe you're asking such a simple question." he muttered out loud, mostly to the proctor as he began to wrote his own definition. "If you're going to ask me about what our world and all that is in it what it's made of, you could at least try to be cryptic about it." But still the pen continued to move and so did the pup's mouth. "of all the silly things to ask
-TIME'S UP, NEXT QUESTION.

"wait what?" it didn't take long for damien to bark out in outrage at the demon and slam his pen on the table. "You never said that it was a timed test! I didn't even get enough time to write about what FEAR is!" but the demon wasn't moved by his plight as he leaned in and flicked his hair at the mutt. "Sad day for you then. DEAL WITH IT."

"Next question: define the steps taken when a cross contamination of FEAR happens."
the monster students eyes glazed over when he heard the words cross contamination. The lesson from Nurse cricket still didn't make much sense to him as he began to write down about foreign fear entering another creatures body when the demon called time yet again and bounced toward the next question.

Next question: How are scarelings made?

The mother of all questions. And the demon had to ask it. There was barely enough time for the canine student to write "2 people from halloween transfer their FEAR into a pumpkin at equal levels" before the demon called time yet again. And that ticked the hell hound off as he threw the paper at the proctor and stormed off in a huff. "You know what, you want to be unfair about this, then go ahead, but you are NOT going to get away with it!"

It was clear, the boogeymen was not interested in the students and what this would do to them, but there had to be other ways to save the academy from their clutches.