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Every midnight, the sound of thumping metal crashing came from outside the corridor of the dormitory, but when the door was opened, only the oncoming gloomy wind was left; and there was a stroller placed on that cold street, which always liked to cackle and rock alone on the street when the moon was rising. "Welcome, this is the Academy of Evil Spirits" < Updated once a day after eight in the morning, once at eleven in the morning, and once at three in the afternoon...