Dive!

I instinctively dive to the side, barely avoiding being crushed by a stone gargoyle, pushed from the roof. The gargoyle's massive weight crashes down on the spot where I'd been standing.m, shattering upon the sidewalk. I feel the earth shake with the impact, a shower of debris raining down upon me.

My mind is a whirlwind, my senses on high alert. I roll to my feet, my breath coming in ragged gasps. My eyes dart upwards to the roof, where I catch a fleeting glimpse of a figure, hastily making their escape. A feeling of dread creeps over me, and I know that the gargoyle's fall was no accident.

The incident has certainly drawn attention, and now the students that fill the campus pathways are staring at me. I can feel the weight of their gazes, the murmurs of whispers that carry through the air. The once bustling atmosphere has become heavy with unease, as if the very air has thickened with suspicion.

As I stand, stunned, the world around me feels heavy and dark. I find myself grappling with the reality of what's unfolded. My curiosity has led me to uncover a hidden secret, but the consequences of digging too deep are now painfully clear. As I stand there, in the aftermath, the weight of this newfound knowledge presses down upon me.

I'm acutely aware of the danger that lies ahead. Should I try to pursue the person on the roof, or get the hell out of here before I draw more attention? I can't help but wonder who would go to such lengths to cover up the truth. The mystery of Benicka House has just taken a darker turn, and it seems as though I'm now at the very center of it all.