Quoth the raven,
Quoth the raven, ” ”
Today, I learned that last night, Girl 1 (in my last post) discovered a dead raven/crow in the auditorium. Perhapse the killer mold got to it? Maybe it ate one of the underdone cookies from the cafeteria, which contain raw eggs. Maybe it forgot to hold it’s breath while passing the upstairs bathrooms, with their squishy carpets and wet footprints. It’s quite possible that it was disoriented by the lack of earthly magnetism, which is blocked by the walls… which also block cell phone signals quite effectively.
I havnt heard the rats today.
Welcome to PT. Do mind your head.