Yorick:
We were headed to the hall to speak to the ringleaders and find out what was going on with Clementine and why she was not back yet.
In the middle of it, we were stopped when their head squad appeared in front of us. They instantly shook their hands toward us, letting us know that they had no luck finding out about Clementine either.
"So she’s just gone?" Mira questioned, her voice unsteady.
I felt a fire inside me that I had to keep under control. There were many reasons for it. One was that I did not know if I would ever have a chance with Clementine, the way Troy and Ian were always one step ahead of the others, claiming her.
It felt like I would never get to be with her. Because of that, I had to make sure she knew that I was waiting for her. But for that to happen, she needed to come back, and if she did not, I was willing to jump over the fence to be with her.
Even if I had to invade the train and operate it myself, I would do it.
We reached the hall and found that none of the ringleaders were there.
For a few minutes, we wandered around the campus trying to find one of them to have a conversation, but it seemed they were all avoiding us, or maybe hiding from us.
We decided to go to our rooms, but we planned to stay together in one room. Then we would figure out what to do next. However, I was very anxious, so instead of going into the room, I decided to walk to the ground. For some reason, I had a feeling that I should not have.
After a few seconds of walking in silence, I started to hear some rustling around me. I knew for a fact that someone was either following me, or I was following someone.
I stopped in my tracks and looked around, my hands on my waist.
Then, for some reason, when I turned to my left, toward the open side of the ground that was away from the academy, I noticed someone digging a hole in the ground.
I did not have to think twice about who it was. Her hair and her appearance gave it away. It was Oriana.
I knew she was up to something when she was sitting there all by herself, digging a hole in the ground and talking to herself.
"All I need to do is just use this," she uttered, making me frown as I steadily approached her.
I wanted to make sure I heard what she was talking about. I did not want her to start plotting or planning again.
"This will surely kill her. But I need to make sure that this time the job is done," she chuckled to herself.
As I reached behind her, I peeked over her shoulder and saw her holding a dagger. It was not just any dagger. It had a large, round, circular handle.

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