Ian:
Something about the whole situation felt off. Ever since we heard what Yorick had done, none of us could properly gather our thoughts. I did not even know if defending Yorick was the right thing to do.
"I cannot believe this," Haiden muttered as we walked down the hall toward the room.
Soon, it was just the three of us inside.
"As much as I hate Oriana, why would Yorick do that to her?" Troy said. "He could have just killed her and spared us all from her annoying presence."
He turned to me.
"What do you think, Ian? Headmaster's son?"
As expected, not even an hour had passed without Troy taunting me about that.
"Dude, let it go. You are already dealing with enough," Haiden told him as they moved farther into the room.
I could not bring myself to go inside. As time passed, my thoughts spiraled, all of them circling the same question. Why had Clementine not returned?
"Ian," a voice called out before I could take another step, stopping me in my tracks.
