It was a late night, and Ari found himself unable to sleep. This wasn't uncommon. He constantly wandered around the halls of Amityville. There was so much to see in the halls, he understood why his dad loved his time here. So much art.. That reminded him. He would need to stop by the school store and pick up some new canvases for him to paint. There were definitely perks to having your bodily fluids swapped with ink. Sometimes he wished it were more than just black though. It would save him money. But he'd pick up some paints and paintbrushes anyway, since he'd run low anyway.

But it was too late at night to do that tonight, and he continued walking through the halls. It didn't seem like anyone else was awake, so it seemed like a perfect, relaxing evening for him. He yawned. Well, maybe he was a bit tired, but who cared? He was having fun and that's all that mattered!

He came to a stop in front of a picture of Hellma. She was so short that her entire body was portrayed in the painting. He let out a small laugh. Maybe he'd paint a new one. Then he could have a painting on display here at the school. He grinned and took a seat next to the huge portrait. Without warning, he slowly felt his eyes begin to shut.