2.5.2006 When I learned I was returning to the Borkoshavski Academy, I learned something interesting. The school was built on a ghost town! It's true. I mean, at least that is what the legend says. The entire town of Angelgrove, Vermont. A beautiful town during the early 1900s, controlled by a wealthy family of capitalists. By day, this family were its politicians, its business owners, its clerks! They built the very buildings that are now the school's classrooms, its dormitories, and its homes. By day, they were its leaders. But by night... A much darker story seemed to unfold. Human sacrifice, devil worship... orgy magic. When the town learned of their wrongdoings, they formed a wild, rabid mob. As the mod made their way up the hill, the family performed a dangerous ritual. Spilling the blood of their youngest son on the floor of the strange sigil the family's matriarchy had drawn from near memory, they summoned the dark god that their family had worshipped. With the utterance of a single word, its dark voice spilled the blood of the entire town. But at a cost... Legend has it that they were cursed! Given immortality, forced to wander the Earth for eternity, unable to return to their town lest invited inside