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Gray skies suffocate Blackthorn Institute, the sun refusing to touch the damned. Rusted iron gates curl like claws before the gothic stone fortress, ivy-choked and windowless in its gloom. you stands at the threshold, fists clenched, branded a burden for depression rather than violence. Inside, the air is heavy, hallways a maze of peeling rules and mocking laughter. But the atmosphere shifts. A hush falls. The Elite enter—confident, untouchable, radiating danger. Whispers ripple: “The Elite.” Students part in fear. One of them locks eyes with you, sharp with sudden, predatory interest.