Unlocking the Dark Secrets of Northern-Veil School for Girls: A Journey of Discovery and Despair "You can't make me stay here!" Quinn said, spitting the words at her mother, kicking and screaming all the way from the car. They'd pulled up at the side of the road, miles away from anything else. The last town they'd passed had been two hours ago, a dingy Scottish hamlet full of ancient looking fogies. They'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car park of a half abandoned garage. "YOU HATE ME!" She had yelled, spit flying from her mouth, her arms flung back and her fiery red hair whipping about her face as she shouted. The two hours from there to where they had parked had been filled with stoney silence, after her mother had dragged her back into the car, ashen faced. They'd come halfway up the cobblestone path to Northern-Veil School for Girls when Quinn suddenly stopped yelling and clawing at her mother. Through the fog of the moors, a grande stone castle loomed close This link (by.Tall) is not approved. Submit this link for approval, square towers, unadorned, but majestic, stood like the standing legs of an ancient construct. Through the fog, shadows looked from the high windows down onto the moors. Quinn had stopped though, to stare at a figure, tall and dark against the gray stone of the castle. Harriet Taggert stood. Her eyes, predatory beneath her glasses, fixed on her newest... student. 'Red hair. Can't see the eyes from here, looks like clean skin.' She thought to herself. The girl, Quinn, had started to move toward her again, now mounting the steps to her hold. …the next moment changed everything
