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Igasped as I collapsed to the floor, the air rushing out of me as all the darkness around me exploded, and Jack released my hand.
I stared down at the deep red carpet beneath my hands, drawing in shallow breaths as I recovered from whatever the hell just happened.
I didn’t have red carpet.
“I see you arrived, although Jorkan clearly didn’t make it easy.”
I turned my head, my eyes widening at the man standing over me.
“Jorkan?” I mumbled as I climbed to my feet, realizing I’d A. Not brushed my teeth, and B. I was still in my flimsy nightgown that showed a little too much leg.
“Happy Birthday, too. I bet this wasn’t what you were expecting,” the man dodged my question, instead smiling at me.
He had dark grey hair that was crew cut and deep brown, nearly black eyes that glossed over me, not seeming to care about my attire. His high cheekbones, sharp nose, and angular jaw made me stare a little. Honestly, my first thought was that he was a friend’s hot dad, considering he looked quite muscled yet lean under that navy blue suit.
Except I had no friends.
“Where am I?” I murmured as I rubbed my arm. I glanced around, realizing I was in a foyer of a large mansion with a high ceiling. With a lot of wooden features. The walls looked to be some kind of wood, the staircase behind him that split to both sides of the second story were wooden, along with the railings.
The ceiling, on the other hand, almost looked like radiant marble, with a chandelier that lit the room with a cool white glow.
What bothered me was the lack of anyone else.
More specifically, my monsters.
“You’re at Everwood Academy, didn’t you read your letter?” the man frowned before glancing at the floor.
I followed his gaze to my dropped letter, and he bent to pick it up before handing it back to me.
“My name is Dezikiel, I am the caretaker and headmaster of the Academy,” he said warmly.
I just blinked slowly at him.
This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be. How’d I even get here?
“You must have plenty of questions, come, let’s sit in my office and I’ll do my best to answer any questions you have,” he said as he beckoned to the doorway to our right.
Questions? Definitely. Mostly, I wanted to know just how much of this was real and what was actually going on.
He led the way, and I gingerly followed him, looking around desperately for one of my monsters.
Where were they? What was going on?
Dezikiel sat down behind his mahogany desk in the large room, and I crossed the plush cream rug to sink into the chair across from him.
Like the rest of the mansion, the walls were wooden here too, with a high cream ceiling in here and a chandelier.
I didn’t care about any of that as I focused on the strange man across from me.
I stared down at the letter in my hand, noticing just how much my nightgown rode up and wishing I’d had time to change.
Who was Jorkan too? Something about that name made me feel weird.
“So, as per the letter, we wish for you to move in to the Academy and take up the studies here,” Dezikiel started.
“What studies?” I asked softly as I rubbed my arm awkwardly. This was all crazy. I’d really lost the plot now, but I’d entertain my mind a little.
