After all the chaos in Leo's classroom, they finally cheered and rushed toward the gym, where they'd built their haunted house.
Leo decided to go with them. There was still half an hour before everything officially started—enough time for last-minute checks and final adjustments.
When they arrived, he saw the structure hidden beneath a large cloth draped over it like a shroud. Even so, the scent of fresh wood leaked through.
'Not bad.'
He nodded in quiet approval, like some inspector passing judgment, and a few of his classmates hurried over, practically bouncing with anticipation.
"Leo!" one of them blurted.
"Do you want to go in as our test sub— I mean, as our first?" They rushed on without taking a breath. "You don't have a costume anyway, so if you just stick with us all day it'll be a waste, and you'll stand out like a sore thumb. Not that you'd probably stay, but—you know what I mean, right?"
