We finally got to the third floor, the long, winding staircase a distant memory, and took a left down the long, wide hallway. She stopped in front of an oak door, its heavy wood imposing, and turned the handle, pushing the door in. I followed her in, and though the room was sizeable, stretching out before me, the layout was unimpressive, almost Spartan. My room in the dorms had a lot more to behold, more personality, more comfort. Besides a full-sized metal-framed bed and a dresser, there was nothing else in there, just bare walls. It was still a lot better than my old room at the institute, though, so you wouldn't see me complaining, not out loud anyway.Having left Cree's bag at the top of the stairs, a silent floating companion, I lowered mine onto the bed and looked around. Okay, I was hoping I missed something, anything, but that was it: bed and dresser. I took a seat at the edge of the bed, feeling the cool metal frame, and noticed she was eyeing me, her gaze scrutinizing."So,
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