The Psychic Vampire

Nadia scurried down a narrow flight of stairs, leading into the dimly illuminated bowels of the college. Dust motes danced in the single, blinking overhead bulb that did nothing but loom creepy shadows on the walls.

Nadia practically dragged me down the creaky, cobweb-draped stairs leading to the school’s basement. My senses were already on high alert. Why in grief’s name were we heading to the school’s basement?

Bruh, this was my first day at school!

Luna, of course, was having a meltdown in my head. "Are you crazy, Nimue? Down here? It's the basement! Basements are for creepy crawlies and forgotten gym socks, not following weird vampires!"

I was already fretting, really and Luna was just making matters worse!

Umbra silenced her with a dry, "She's a vampire, Luna, not a sewer monster. Besides, she can't exactly drag Nimue to the rooftop for a heart-to-heart."

Ignoring their bickering, I called after Nadia, "Hey, where are we going? This place gives me the heebie-jeebies!"

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