The Devil’s Backbone Society elders are putting pressure on for an increased social calendar this semester. Normally it wouldn’t bother me, but I can’t shake the feeling Heath’s sleepwalking is linked to the Society somehow. WE WERE ALL in our ceremony robes and masks that night, when the science hall burned down. When Ashley had somehow snapped me out of the trance. Fucking Ashley. Why does it feel like she is the core of the problem? Or is she the solution? I wish I knew. N. Essex, January 5
