Lice eggs with no actual lice running around. How the hell does THAT happen? Stupid sister. Now I have to cut off my hair. Perfect. It takes a whole year just for it to grow three inches. Anyway, let's get to business. Sakura Zen: I would be absolutely DELIGHTED to use one of your OC's! I'm not sure which one I'm going to choose yet, but I will eventually. Now, on with the story!

Calamity stared up at the gray stone building. It was quite frightening, really, but she found it sort of appealing. Next to the building was a tiny withered sapling. She felt sort of bad for it. It was kind of pathetic. But what really creeped her out about the place was the fact that it had graves next to it, and that the words "School of Death" were printed above the door. School of Death? What the heck does that even mean? How do you teach a person to die? Or is it a school for dead people?

"Come on, hurry up!" urged Astra. "This isn't even the cool part!" She pushed open the door and prodded her friends with a stick she had found on the ground.

Amalida paled at the spectacle inside the building. A skeleton lay on the steps that led to a large desk piled with books, papers, and various other assorted objects. Its clothes had long since worn away, but the lantern on the floor next to it had the words "Property of Dworgyn" on it. She guessed that had probably been the skeleton's name when it was a person.

"You okay, 'Lida?" asked Jacynth, albeit a bit shakily.

"Okay? Why on Wizard City would I be okay? There's a dead person sitting on the ground in front of us!"

"Well. There's no need for shouting."

Astra waved her arms around. "Why are you all focusing on the skeleton? Yeah, he's dead. That's unfortunate. But he's probably been dead awhile anyway. So look around! The stuff in here is so much more interesting than that!"

Calamity did as she was told and glanced around the cramped room. Desks were overturned. Books and old feather quills were scattered about. Little pots of ink had fallen over and their ink had dried in puddles. There were black braziers in each corner of the room, but they were long burned out. Books sat askew on a bookshelf by the desk that Dworgyn the skeleton lay in front of. Two lecterns with heavy-looking books on them stood at either side of the desk, near the large windows. But the thing that really caught everyone's eye was the chalk and eraser that were flying in front of a blackboard to the left of the desk and functioning on their own.

"Holy shit," whispered Kael as he walked slowly up the little steps and cautiously extended a hand. Two inches away from grabbing the chalk out of the air, the eraser flew over, hit him on the back of the hand, and went back to its work.

"I think my mind just exploded," he said.

"This is so cool!" five of the girls squealed in unison. Onna shook her head.

"Uh-uh. This is creepy. It's weird. Chalk isn't supposed to fly around by itself."

"Aw, is someone scared?" taunted Astra.

"No!" snapped Onna defensively. "It's just that this shouldn't be happening. It's impossible."

Calamity didn't reply. She didn't say anything at all. She was too busy staring at nothing, smiling to herself at the "impossibility" of the situation. It was just the kind of thing she'd always hoped for.

xEmilz: I will put your OC in my story. But could you try to revise it a little, maybe? I don't want you to change your character or anything. It's just that the worlds have no connection in my story. The bonds between the worlds have been forgotten, and are now thought of as a myth, as the World Keys have been lost. Also, could you put what school Ryan is, please? I'm guessing Death, but I just want to be sure.

Babydoll3425: I don't want to put the boyfriends in, but I might. MAYBE.