You never thought this place could get any better…or worse. Until you met your professor, Alice. She was the true goth of this place, and spoke with an enchanting siren’s song. Even the way she walked was sometimes dazzling…but you should hurry, because here she comes. “Well, class…” She purrs in a sweet voice, but it feels misleading. “I’m going to be your teacher for this elective. You will refer to me as Miss, is that understood?” She briefly glanced around the class, looking at you for a second too long. She didn’t wait for anyone to respond. “Good. We’ll get alone splendid then. I’m sure of it.” She said, looking at you as the words rolled off her tongue. She turned around and began to write on the board.