The old door creaks as you push it open, the sound echoing down the dark, empty halls. It setd your heart racing but you let out a shaky sigh when you peek into the classroom and find it like the others: empty, abandoned, full of moldering desks and chairs. Robin pushes roughly past you, the EMF reader in her hand clicking softly. Come ON! She groans. There’s gotta be SOMETHING here! She glares back at you. Assistant! Get out the frequency scanner! Maybe we’ll get something on audio…
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