Before long, the grounds are silent again. You wonder how common it is for the students to wander around once school's out for the day. It might be in your best interests not to be outside your room after dark.
The next five minutes are uneventful, which gives you a chance to get your breath back after your first interaction with, you have to assume, a fellow student. For all you know, you'll meet more before the end of the day.
You suppose that it could have gone worse. You do, after all, have all the bits that you walked through the school gates with, which is more than could be said for some people who've walked into an area populated by werewolves, according to historical records.
Looking at it in that particular context, you should probably feel quite good about yourself.
Well, about as good as you can while walking along a path in the gathering gloom, half expecting something to leap out at you without warning, on your way to join a school for the undead.
Looked at in that particular context…
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