“...even though I can't remember being scared. I can't remember anything about our twenty days at Baneberry Hall.

What I do recall is colored by what's in the Book. Instead of memories, I have excerpts. It's like looking at a photograph of a photograph. The framing is off. The colors are dulled. The image is slightly dark.

Murky.

That's the perfect word to describe our time at Baneberry Hall.”