YATES UNIVERSITY –– PREAKER, VERMONT.
Ivied brick buildings stark against a backdrop of maple groves. Sprawling, dense forests boasting crystal clear ponds, stone cottages, and a night sky bloated with stars. Here, the dress code is trust fund and the creed is youth in revolt – the same white-collar kids in the courtyard wearing tweed suits and oxfords took daddy’s car out last weekend for a Ritalin fueled joyride.
Know this: a secret kept past its expiration date leaves bloody footprints. Follow them long enough and the rumours – those whispers of secret societies embedded in cryptic history, tunnel systems snaking underneath St. Mary’s, select groups of professors teaching courses by invitation only – might flesh themselves out for you.
“What will you risk for glory?” — CLICK THE SOURCE LINK TO BE TAKEN TO THE MAIN


















