Three weeks had passed since the haunted building incident was resolved. In that time, the memories of the students who accompanied Erwing had gone blank, as if the mystery of the building had never happened. Some said it was the result of fear; others, perhaps, thought it was something much stranger, an intervention of forces beyond their understanding. But for all of them, the memory faded like a forgotten dream.
Erwing, however, couldn't forget. Something inside him had changed since that night he faced the man-eating demon. His demeanor, once so carefree and complacent, had been replaced by an almost palpable caution. He no longer walked the halls with the same lightness, and his eyes, which had once reflected indestructible confidence, now weighed each decision with deep reflection. As if something inside him had awakened a unique sense of responsibility and acuity.
