The staircase ahead leads to a dormitory floor. Edgewood is a home as well as a school. While the accommodations may seem spartan, each student has abundant space to rest and socialize. Much ado has been made about furniture rearranging itself in the night, thumps and hisses emanating from closets, spectral hands creeping across the floor, and so on. Such stories are a testament to the charming though somewhat derivative imagination of our students.
A pair of huge feet has left deep indentations in the step, and you note that someone has casually ripped the stone bannister from its moorings. There is little doubt which classmate lives on this floor.
Base(?) Credits: 15