The announcement came the morning after their trials in the Hall of Mirrors. Headmistress Seraphine gathered the students in the Great Hall, her voice echoing through the high ceilings.
“Today marks the start of a significant tradition for all students,” she began. “Each year, the chosen few are taken to Cravenwood Manor, a historic part of our school. There, you will spend three days testing your limits, bonding as a group, and learning the true essence of unity. Only the senior students have experienced this rite before. Prepare yourselves. The old house has… secrets.”
Excitement mixed with unease as whispers spread through the hall.
Logan leaned toward Anna. “Why do I feel like this is going to be worse than the Night of Revelations?”
Anna rolled her eyes. “Because it probably is.”
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Arriving at Cravenwood Manor
The bus ride to Cravenwood Manor was filled with chatter, though the group remained on edge. Mia kept glancing out the window, watching the dense forest grow thic
