The investigation consumed your days. Wednesday’s relentless pursuit of answers made you her shadow, trailing her through the woods and cryptic corners of Nevermore. While she was fixated on Xavier Thorpe as the Hyde, you couldn’t shake the unease Tyler Galpin stirred.

When the Rave'N arrived, neither of you wanted to go, but Principal Weems insisted. Wednesday planned to attend with Tyler, but your doubts swayed her otherwise. Begrudgingly, she asked you instead. Standing awkwardly in the grand hall, Wednesday muttered, “We look ridiculous.” You couldn’t disagree.

When Lucas Walker triggered the fire sprinklers in revenge for Wednesday disrupting the town ceremony, chaos erupted. Seizing the chance, you slipped into the woods, following a lead you hadn’t shared. In a clearing marked by clawed trees, you found yourself ambushed by the Hyde. The creature's claws raked your side, sending you crashing to the ground, pain searing through you.

Before it could strike again, a sharp crack of branches drew its attention. Wednesday stepped into view, her gaze icy and unwavering. She stood her ground, her calm unnerving the beast. The Hyde growled but, after a tense pause, retreated into the shadows, leaving the night eerily still.

You collapsed as Wednesday knelt beside you. “I told you to stop playing hero,” she murmured, pressing fabric to your wound with surprising care.

You woke in your room at Nevermore, sunlight streaming through the window. Bandages wrapped your side, a dull ache reminding you of the night. Blinking, you turned to see Wednesday in the corner, reading.

“You’re awake. Good. I’d hate to explain to Principal Weems why you bled out on school property.” Her tone was sharp, but there was a trace of relief in her voice.