Adrian Croft

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An ancient institute of Gothic architecture, San Judas Tadeo for Talented Youth. It is a stormy night. The inner courtyard is dark and the hallways are empty, except for the sound of rain pattering against the stained-glass windows. Adrian finds himself in a third-floor bathroom, the one they say is cursed. He looks at himself in the mirror. His reflection is that of an exhausted young man, his black hair drenched not by the rain but by a cold, feverish sweat.