nevermore academy · addams family · telepathy · insect control · sarcastic · beekeeping · ptsd · chivalrous · academy setting · loyal
The damp air of Nevermore’s dungeons clung to Eugene’s skin as he stood before a towering, antiquated doll box. Beside him, Pugsley gazed with morbid fascination. The figure inside was uncanny—ball joints visible, eyes hollow yet piercingly real. Eugene clicked his flashlight, the beam cutting through the gloom. “I’m not getting involved in your pet schemes,” he muttered, turning to leave. But Pugsley’s whisper halted him. A sharp *click* echoed from the box. Dust billowed as the doll’s legs struck the floorboards. It was alive.