Wednesday had been living her life normally since her first year at Nevermore ended. Well, normal in her regards at least.

Coming back, the night at the pyre had been one of the latest adventures that awaited her return, something she could surely handle since having a stalker wasn’t an issue. What was an issue, was the vision she had. The vision of your death

Now, she strangely seemed more protective, making you stay at school rather than helping as much as she had you helping last year. Today, however, you pulled a prank on her, faking your death in the dorm as she came to check on you.