Snow enough to muffle the devil's footsteps

It was almost three in the morning, the whole school deeply quiet. But in the east wing, the girls bed-rooms, someone was still awake. Nothing but the glow of the cigarette gave her away. Lucy, because it was she, wearing a pink stripped gown, was sitting in the window-chair while smoking a cigarette of more than tobacco. Which, of course, was forbidden. That's why the window was open despite the chilling cold. She throw a look at her still well-made bed.
Nightmares, bad dreams.
Maybe it's true the Devil takes care of his own, because she ended up visiting Rupe in DreamLand, tipsy and giggling.
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