The Western Dorm is decidedly Other. Sometimes the hallways move. Sometimes they vanish entirely. Sometimes students wander in and don’t come out. The entire third floor is a liminal space.
No one speaks about the student who walk in and out of the Western Dorm with impunity. They never get lost inside and they never have. Walls don’t shift around them and time flows no faster or slower than it ever does. There is never anything Other about them save this, and they react to queries about it with honest puzzlement.
If you must enter the Western Dorm, you always take one of them with you as a guide. Without them, there are no guarantees.
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