The digital clock on Tessa's phone read 1:18 AM when she slipped through the shadow of the ornamental boxwoods behind Highclere Hall. The rain had ceased, replaced by a dense, freezing mist that swallowed the streetlamps along North Quad, leaving the Gothic spires of the campus looking like jagged teeth cutting into the low sky. She reached the heavy wrought-iron gate of the lower terrace vestibule. Tucked into the ivy…
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