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Now, each night, when the new students whisper legends by flashlight, Alicia watches from the staircase landing. She tries to speak—to warn them about the basement, about the door that should never be opened after midnight—but only the radiators answer with their metallic sighs. Only the candles flicker in her passing. And she won't be the last—unless someone hears her lullaby

She wasn't the first student the lake took. no one wakes up. Now

They never found her body.