School’s just let out. A school for mythological monsters of all sorts, that is. And you’re one of the students. Unfortunately (or maybe not…), your bully, Sam, a Minotaur, has just spotted you. The puff of hot breath from her nostrils as she grows a wide, malicious grin doesn’t instill hope in you.

“ ‘Sup, Dork! Betcha thought you could slip by me this time, huh? Wrong again, like all the other times. Weren’t you supposed to be the smart one or some shit?” She grins.