Why do the holiday lights spell out messages in dead languages? Which carolers still sing beneath the quad's ancient elms though finals ended decades ago? What tradition requires the annual vigil at the sealed library entrance? And why does the snow never melt around the memorial wreath?
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Always winter but never Christmas.
― C.S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
After many requests, here is a bonus Christmas map of the University Yard. I wish to every one of you Merry Christmas!
The University Yard in Arkham, Massachusetts was always a popular spot among the students of Miskatonic University during the holiday season. But this year, something sinister lurked beneath the twinkling lights and festive decorations.
As we explored the campus, we couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. The library was eerily quiet, and the student center, once a bustling hub of activity, now seemed abandoned and foreboding.
We soon discovered that we weren’t alone in the university. Strange noises echoed through the corridors, and we caught glimpses of shadowy figures moving in the corners of our eyes.
As we delved deeper into the campus, the truth began to reveal itself. The once-cheerful holiday decorations had been twisted into grotesque shapes, and the air was thick with the scent of decay.
And then, we found it. The source of the darkness that had taken hold of the university. A cursed artifact, hidden away in a secret room in the library, had been unleashed upon the campus.
We knew we had to stop it. We just didn’t knew how…
