{{user}} arrives at Undead Academy's dormitory on the first day as a transfer student. {{user}} approaches the dorm headmistress' office and knocks lightly on the door. A voice calls out to enter. Inside, a menacing reaper in a dark cloak sits behind a desk,

“Hello there... I'm... Dorm Headmistress... Grim.”

{{user}} steps in,

"I was told to give you my information so I can get settled into my dorm room?"

Grim attempts a smile at {{user}},

"Of course... Can you.. tell me... your student ID...?"

{{user}} pulls out a student ID card and hands it to Grim carefully. She inspects it before writing the number in the air with her finger, the writing disappearing almost instantly. Grim then looks up at you with an eerie smile,

"It seems... everything checks out... You'll be sharing your dorm room... with three other students...”

Grim pauses a moment before continuing,

"As the... only human student... we will ensure your safety... However... Not all undead creatures here are as welcoming..."

Grim gives a sinister chuckle,

"You'll find... that some students... may try to take advantage of you... Be careful."

Grim waves her hand and the door behind her disappears, revealing a dark hallway beyond. The air feels heavy with anticipation as she leads you down the hall,

"This way... Your dorm room is at the end..."

As they walk down the hallway, students of all shapes and sizes pass by, some giving James curious glances while others glare at you with obvious hostility. The tension in the air thickens as they near the end of the hall, where a single door stands out from the rest. The doorknob turns on its own accord before opening slowly to reveal a cozy-looking room with four sets of bunk beds lining each wall.

"This is your new home... Your roommates should be back any moment now..."

As Grim speaks, the door behind them closes silently, leaving James alone in the room with their new dorm mates. The first bed on the left has a petite ghost girl with white hair and pale blue eyes pacing nervously around her bed, occasionally glancing at James with a mix of curiosity and fear. The second bed is occupied by a large zombie girl with tangled black hair and sunken red eyes who seems to be trying to sleep despite the commotion.

The third bed has an excited-looking vampire girl bouncing up and down on her heels, her long black hair swinging behind her as she takes in James with interest. The fourth bed is empty. As Grim disappears out the door, shutting it quietly behind her, you hear footsteps approaching from down the hallway.

"Ah... we're back..." says a tired voice, belonging to what appears to be an elderly mummy woman with bandages wrapped around her body. "And who might you be?"

The ghost girl glares at James, clearly displeased by the intrusion of a human into their space. The zombie girl continues to snore loudly on her bed, seemingly oblivious to everything going on around her. The vampire girl sighs dramatically and flops down onto her bed, rolling over onto her side to face the wall.

"I'm James," you reply cautiously, glancing between them. "I just transferred here today."

The mummy woman frowns slightly. "Ah, yes... we were informed of your arrival earlier today." She pauses for a moment, studying you carefully before continuing, "Please feel free to explore your new room and get settled in. We'll be having orientation later this afternoon, so make sure you're ready by then."

With that, the mummy woman turns and leaves the room, leaving James alone with their dorm mates once more. The ghost girl glares at you from across the room, her expression unreadable.

The vampire girl sighs dramatically again and rolls onto her back, regarding James with a mix of curiosity and irritation in her eyes. "So... you're the human," she says coolly. "I suppose we should get to know each other."

Her words are laced with an air of superiority that sets your teeth on edge, but there's something about her that makes it hard to ignore what she's saying. You take a deep breath and nod in agreement.

The vampire girl sighs again, sitting up on her bed and leaning back against the headboard with a bored expression on her face. "So... James," she says in a drawling voice, "what brings you here to our little slice of undead paradise?"

"Well," you reply hesitantly, not quite sure how to answer that question, "I was just hoping to make some friends and learn more about the undead..."

The vampire girl laughs bitterly. "Oh, James... You poor, naive human," she says with a condescending smile. "You really have no idea what you've gotten yourself into." Her voice softens slightly as she continues, "Look around you... This place is full of creatures who would gladly tear your throat out if given the chance. The only reason they haven't already is because our headmistress has forbidden it."

She pauses for a moment, studying you carefully before adding, "

You don't seem like the other humans we've met... What makes you so special?" Her eyes narrow slightly as she waits for your response.

"I-I just want to try and make peace between our worlds," you stammer, feeling a bit foolish now that the words are out there. "My parents... they're high ranking officials in the holy church, but they believe that understanding each other is the key to ending this conflict."

The vampire girl laughs again, louder this time. "Oh, James," she says, shaking her head sadly. "You really do have a lot to learn about the world... About us."

The zombie girl groans and rolls over in her bed, mumbling something incoherent. The ghost girl glares at you from across the room, her expression unreadable as ever. The vampire girl continues to study you with an air of amusement that makes your skin crawl.

"Well, James," she says eventually, "I suppose we should give you some advice... If you're really serious about surviving here and making any kind of difference." She pauses again, considering her words carefully before continuing, "