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Riyan's POV...
It had been three days since the lifeless body of the latest victim was discovered, and though the Academy carried on with its usual routine, a palpable tension hung in the air. Whispers of unease skittered through the halls like unseen specters, and even the most mundane activities seemed tinged with an undercurrent of anxiety.
The sun cast long, languid shadows over the Academy's manicured lawns, and the air was thick with the scent of late summer flowers, mingling incongruously with the ever-present sense of foreboding.
The victim had been found in the First Year's Building, a place that should have been a sanctuary of learning and discovery. Instead, it had become a macabre stage for a series of grisly murders that had left the entire student body on edge.