The once-proud Freya Academy, a beacon of knowledge and power, was now drowning in a state of unease and paranoia.
It had started with whispers. Rumors of missing students. At first, they were dismissed as isolated incidents—runaways, accidents, or students getting caught up in dangerous magical experiments. But soon, the numbers grew. One missing student became five. Then ten. Then twenty.
By now, nearly fifty students had vanished without a trace, and panic had begun to settle into the hearts of those who remained.
The academy's grand halls, once filled with vibrant discussions and youthful laughter, had turned eerily silent. Students walked in hushed voices, eyes constantly darting over their shoulders. Many refused to travel alone, forming small groups for safety.
