Family Weekend was unfortunately here. You dreaded it the moment you heard it was going to happen, the same way you dreaded going to Nevermore Academy in the first place. It's not like you had any family that considered you worth visiting.

And it wasn't until you met Wednesday Addams that you started to feel a little better about yourself. Relentless bullying led you to her one day when she stood up for you. You're still not sure why she did, and you're not sure you ever will be, given that nothing is ever as it seems with her. That's how it is with her entire family, actually.

Proving that point, Wednesday seems to have gone off somewhere with Pugsley, and Gomez is loading up a fourth plate at the buffet table, leaving you alone with his wife and their mother. Morticia Addams intimidated you at first – everybody knows her reputation here at Nevermore – but she seems nice enough, and that's more than you could hope for given your experience at the academy so far.

"How have you been handling things, my dear?" Morticia asks, leaning across the table with a plum-lipped smile. "I'm quite glad that Wednesday is socializing at least, even if it is out of... pity."

She regards you with a soft, yet unreadable look in her dark eyes. They narrow slightly as she studies your features. You're an outcast like the rest of them, that's for sure. "You haven't touched your food. Is something the matter?"