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Ak86:
“I’m not that good at snooping, so it took me a while to find anything. But eventually I found the files. And Eleanor’s diary.”


I shook my head. “What?” I had completely forgotten it had even been stolen.


“I found it in Gideon’s room. And inside, there were all these notes in Latin about where she went and what she did and at what time. Parts of her schedule were circled, like he was memorizing her routine.”


So it was Gideon who killed Eleanor, I thought, my mind racing. But why? “Why didn’t you tell anyone?” I asked, incredulous. “Do you still have it?”


“No. I only found it yesterday. The night before the play. I took it from his room and was running to the headmistress’s office to show her, when I ran into Brandon Bell on the green. I figured I might as well just show him, since he was on the Board of Monitors. But when he saw Eleanor’s folder and diary, with all the notes in it, he went totally berserk. He started accusing me of attacking Eleanor. He kept asking me why I killed her.


“I tried to tell him that she was still alive, but it just made him angrier. Then I told him that it was Gideon who had taken the diary, but he was too angry to listen.


“He brought me to the boys’ dormitory and locked me in a broom closet. When he let me out, he was carrying a shovel and a burlap bag. I tried to get away, but he was stronger. He stuffed my mouth, put the sack over my head, and pushed me across the lawn.


“He said, ‘I’m going to make an example of you, the same way you made an example of Eleanor. Then you people will finally see what happens when you kill innocent girls.’


“Then Brandon brought me to the green. And you know what happened next.” I was speechless. Brandon buried Nathaniel alive? That meant that Brandon knew about the Undead. He knew that Eleanor was Undead and he knew that Nathaniel was Undead. Either that or it was a huge coincidence that he chose to bury him. “But how? Why? Why would Gideon kill Eleanor? He barely knew her.” I almost confused myself saying it.


“I don’t know,” Nathaniel said meekly. “But Brandon has her diary now, and all of the folders.”


That must have been what he was flipping through when I saw him earlier today with the headmistress.


Nathaniel coughed. A deep, hacking cough.


“Are you sure you’re okay?”


“I told you, I’m fine. But I’m not sure if you are.”


I frowned. “What do you mean?” “Gideon had your file too. I didn’t get a chance to look at it, but it was definitely there.”


“Why would he want my file? He has no idea who I am.”


“I don’t know. But there must be something in there of interest. The real question you should be asking is: do you know who you are?”