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The graduation hall glowed with warmth and light, but in the shadows by the wall, Elias looked pale and shaken. A drink sat forgotten in his hand. In his pocket was the note from Silas. He’d read just the first line, and the color had drained from his face. Time was up. He had fifteen minutes to run back to the dorm without looking back. Panic tightened around his throat, making him forget his crisp suit, the speeches, the importance of the night.