The season of Haunted Hallows was upon the world of above and below, including the academy. Talks of ghouls, spooky happenings, and scrutinizing the "hallowed", the ones that were different from the rest, were about. Jane wasn't too sure why nightmares decided to imbue during such an "unlucky" time, why they continue to do so when there were halloweds that were picked on, belittled, and bullied. But, it wasn't her life.

Hence, she shouldn't have to worry about it.

It was her issue when she was taking care of a freshling who was one of the halloweds. her eyes went to Bridget, frowning. She wasn't....bad. Which was a lot, coming from Jane. Most of everyone made her scowl and frown.

Bridget? She hadn't done anything to really elicit dislike. It was...weird. Guess halloweds weren't so bad after all. She didn't know why the other kids weren't enjoying her company.

Their loss.

"Wait." Jane put a hand in front of the squirrel like freshling and reached down to grab a rock. Precious, pretty, another one to her collection. Her eyes slowly traveled up..up...up....And was met with something frightening.

The girl's body went rigid. That tree...was familiar. "Didn't we pass this tree already?" she muttered, looking at the younger mutant. It couldn't have been her imagination..right?
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