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I stood and stared at the building looming before me. If I had known I was going to have to make-up my drama quiz here, I probably would have just gone to class Tuesday morning.

The building didn’t fit in with the college’s look. Most of the old buildings have been updated with facades of white columns. This building must not have been updated since at least the 90s. It was built for use, not for scenery.

I stood at the edge of the path to the building. Even the concrete was older than the rest of the concrete on the back quad. It felt like I was standing on the threshold to another world.

I swallowed and crossed over it.

Nothing really changed, I suppose. I could still see the same familiar buildings all around me, the new fountain was still spitting up water undisturbed by my step into another dimension. Students were still walking to class, or the food court or library; nothing odd.

I faced the building again. Another strange thing about the building: it’s built on a hill, so when you walk to it from my dorm, you actually enter on the second floor. The path becomes a bridge as the ground drops out from underneath you.

I feel like the fall leaves should have been beautiful from this view, but I couldn’t shake my uneasy feeling. I walked toward the door.

It didn’t open into a lobby like you would expect when entering a building from the outside. It entered into a tight hallway that looked more like a high school than a college. I kid you not, the lights were flickering, sending out an unnerving random pulse of bright, fluorescent light and dim orange, sometimes cutting out completely. The light bathed a dirty tile floor, sheetrock walls, and old, beat-up lockers, making the scene feel like a high-school nightmare.

I looked down to make sure I was wearing pants.

Thankfully, this was daytime, and the light from outside was filtering in through a few windows. I peered out and saw that it overlooked a courtyard.

There was only one way to walk down the hallway, so I went that way, still unsure of where I was supposed to take my quiz. A classroom on my right had been completely painted black: floors, ceiling, seats, everything. I quickly walked by and reached a door at the end of the hallway.

The door opened to another hallway, this one with concrete flooring and brick walling. The inside wall had tall, narrow gaps, with one bar running horizontally up the middle, giving another view into the courtyard below.

I noticed as I walked on that there was a collage of sorts on the wall. It was art created by some of the students for Halloween. There were spiders, zombies; all kinds of gruesome things, many of them in gross detail.

At the end of this hall was an enclosed stairway. I made my way down and I stepped out into the courtyard. I was still under a roof; a covered walkway went around the courtyard. In A room on my left lay a detached mannequin head covered in paint, a large pencil stuck through its Styrofoam cheek. Weird art projects were everywhere, some were hanging around the courtyard, some were actual structures just sitting in the grass. It may not make sense, but my mind equated it to projects to help psychiatric patients in a mental asylum.

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