After my math class came theatre. As I made my way to the opposite side of the school, a letter flew my way. I ducked to avoid it hitting my face, and it circled back around into my raised hand. I opened it to find some fancy calligraphy:
As you know Kyle Marks has returned to our school, and I will not stand for it. I am holding a meeting in the school basement at 11pm to make a plan at how to eradicate him forever. Keep this a secret. Traitors, and people who do not turn up will be punished. I will personally make sure of it.
"People who do not turn up will be punished?" I muttered to myself. Being a freshman, I didn't know much about this Kyle Marks, but he was made out to be a bit of a jerk. On top of that, I didn't feel like being attacked-- not that very much could sneak up on a gorgon, but becoming a suspect in a missing persons case was never fun. "I guess I'm in."