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Rue's bags fell to the ground with a thud, falling from her suddenly numb fingers as she took in the sight of Sixth Academy. Out in the middle of this odd forest on this odd island, it was far from any kind of school she'd ever seen. Her gape only reflected her utter shock. Some patches of grass were burnt, others missing completely. Trees were thrown over with their roots hanging in the air, dry and thirsty. A light dust was floating above the ground as if too afraid to join with it once more. Here and there she saw glints of movement, eyes squinting out at her, scowls of distaste.

Being forced to come to the Academy was one thing. Being forced to come to the Academy and discovering its true identity was another. The blonde's delicate golden gaze turned back to their escort. He was gone. There is no way back now, she realized with an inward sob. They've brought us to a cemetary and locked us inside without our consent. The ever growing hollow feeling in her chest suddenly felt swollen and throbbing. She would rather be at home with her father than be here - that was saying a lot.

"Drew," she whispered between quivering pale lips, "I think we've come face to face with Hell.."