Amon and Friends wrote:During the next week, Pierre almost completely vanished from the sight of the school. It was as if he had just randomly died.
Of course, that didn't happen. He had just ended up getting hopelessly lost.
After his confrontation with Lewis, he had set off into the depths of the school on the next day, to take some time for self-reflection. He needed some time to think, and he also needed some rest. And, really, nobody ever travelled that far into the school. Going there was a good idea.
Unluckily, like the absolutely brilliant genius he was, he left his GPS back in his room. And, unfortunetly, after the first day of aimless wandering, he realized that he was hopelessly lost. And, so, that week, he spent most of his time dejectedly wandering around the abandoned depths of the school. It was depressing. The lack of human contact was strange, and the only thing he heard was his own footsteps. Well, that wasn't counting the odd hissing and whispering that came from that basement, the dripping pipes, the clanging of the death piano, and the howling of the ghost in one of the upper rooms he had stumbled upon, but he wasn't even completely sure if that last one was real. Fortunately, Pierre knew the school well enough to slowly find his way back to the occupied areas. Gradually, he made his way back to the classrooms. He was fairly sure that he had only been gone for about two days.
Of course, really, he wasn't sure about that. All the clocks he found were either broken or off time, and he had forgotten his watch, but he hadn't been gone that long. However, exactly a week later, he managed to stumble directly into the dining hall.
That was rather lucky. Upon opening the doors, he looked around.
"Hey, does anyone have a razor? I could really use one." he said, looking slightly dazed.
"Pierre, buddy! Where have you been?"
Laz hopped over the counter, and delivered his usual bone crushing hug to Pierre.
"I haven't seen you in a week. I was actually starting to worry. Here, lets get you something to eat."
He guided Pierre over to a table, and quickly set some food in front of him.
"There we...go..."
Laz apparently realized how odd it looked for a man in a dress to hug another man, and give him food.
"...What?! Any of you got a problem with me? Huh?"