@richard-kim
LOCATION: Northwood High School DATE & TIME: Wednesday, early afternoon
eddie supposes she should be disinclined about having to go back to northwood high school, considering her history with the school and a person who works in said school.
in reality, she isn’t the least bit unwilling and is even pumped to be mingling with young and impressionable minds. and this visit is not even out of her own volition — like her previous ones, especially since schools are cesspools of spin-chilling stories, and you can hardly blame her for having been intrigued — but a reluctant order from her superior. reluctant, as if she can’t be trusted and she is their dead last choice (which she absolutely is). she concedes to the fact that okay, maybe she is not to be trusted on her own, but around teenagers? hardly. well, at least that’s what she thinks.
she’s required to submit her plans for the upcoming high school career fair. say what others will about her work ethic, but eddie isn’t the slacking type — when she’s no less than personally invested, that is. how helpful eddie thinks the career fair actually is for adolescents becomes moot point when she’s ecstatic to be in the position to even mildly shape the minds of the future generation. ‘ha, take that my surly boss. this isn’t the punishment you honestly thought it’d be,’ she gloats inwardly to her superior.
first things first though — she needs to check something. within the short time she’s been in the area, an alumnus has ambushed her and immediately filled her in on the newest details of the weird incidents happening around the school. in the male faculty washroom, to be precise. slipping into the faculty lounge and then the washroom without much fuss, she enters the stall in question after a cursory check of the vicinity. she fishes out a camera from her messenger bag, taking snapshots of the decidedly bare stall. still, better to be safe than sorry.