Enid had always been afraid of the dark.
The dark was full of unknown. The dark could engulf you and swallow you whole if you weren't careful. There were a lot of dangerous things that hid in the dark and called it their home, and so Enid didn't like to think about what would happen if she ever got herself lost out in the void.
She'd keep all her lights on in her room at night. She'd refuse to go down into their basement alone. She kept candles and a box of matches in her nightstand in case the power ever went out.
Her mom would never let her hear the end of it, calling her a coward anytime Enid didn't want to do anything involving being out at night.
"You're a werewolf," her mother had scolded, "We thrive in the dark. You should be ashamed to be afraid of it."
Of course, as Enid grew older and she struggled to transform every month, she wondered if she was even a real werewolf. Maybe that's why she was so terrified of the dark. She was a fluke.
It wasn't long before her parents shipped her across the country to Nevermore, hoping that being around other people like her might speed up the process of her wolfing out.
It was the breath of fresh air she desperately needed. It was nice to be on her own, away from her nagging mom who wouldn't be in her ear every time she made a fuss about keeping all of the lights on.
She decorated her dorm in everything bright. The blankets, the stuffed animals, the glittery fairy lights hanging above her bed, and even the glass on her window combined to create a mosaic of color that wouldn't let the darkness in.
And then there was the moon nightlight she had bought herself.
She has a love-hate relationship with the moon. As a werewolf, you were taught to listen to the moon. But Enid was so frustrated by the fact that the moon never talked to her.
Then again, the moon was also around to light up the night sky for Enid on the nights that felt the darkest.
She liked being at Nevermore. It was fun to be with people as colorful as her, with their different talents and abilities that always kept things interesting. She rose up the popularity ranks quickly, finally happy that there were people that liked her and listened to her thoughts and opinions.
The fact that she couldn't wolf out still followed her around. She'd be out on her balcony at night, listening to the howls ringing in her ears and cursing at the moon for being silent once again.
Each full moon just made her feel more and more lonely. She wondered if she was going to be lonely like this her whole life, shrouded in the darkness.
Then when Wednesday came along.
Wednesday Addams was the embodiment of dark. Her hair was dark, falling down the sides of her face in tightly-knit braids. Her clothing was dark, from her shoes to her jackets and her dresses. And her eyes were dark, not just in color but in the way she looked at Enid.
And yet, for some reason, Enid wasn't afraid of her.
In fact, Wednesday reminded her of the moon. She gave off a similar, eerie glow that Enid was drawn too, yet Wednesday didn't want anything to do with her.
The girl despised Enid's love for color. She despised her music and her writing and how touchy she was and all of her frivolous attempts to befriend her.
So Enid's not surprised when Wednesday asks for her help so she can leave.
"Right now? In the middle of the night?" Enid asks, hands wrapped tight in her sweater sleeves.
"Not tonight. This weekend," Wednesday explains, "But still, the night is the perfect time to carry out plans. The darkness provides the perfect cover."
Enid can't agree. It's the exact reason why she fears the dark, because people like Wednesday are out there doing who knows what.
Of course, Enid knows Wednesday isn't trying to leave solely because of her. It's to spite her parents and prove them wrong, so Enid doesn't feel too offended.
The plan doesn't work though. Instead Wednesday almost gets killed when she ventures out into the forest.
Enid had seen her run off, chasing after Rowan, and wondered what could possibly be going on.
But then they disappeared into the forest, away from the bright lights of the festival, and Enid stopped in her tracks.
She wanted to help. She wanted to go and see what was wrong. But she didn't know what was out there hiding in the dark. Besides, she knew Wednesday could handle herself.
So she turned around and headed back to the festival.
It isn't long before everyone's talking about what happened, Enid getting tons of texts from her friends asking about her roommate.
So When Wednesday comes through the door, a dark look on her face, Enid springs up from her bed and rushes to her.
"Are you alright?" she asks, careful not to step too close.
"I'm fine," Wednesday replies through gritted teeth. She brushes past Enid and heads straight to her desk.
"I'm glad you're fine," Enid continues, keeping a close eye on Wednesday, "But you should get some rest."
Wednesday doesn't listen to her.
"There's no time for that," she replies, "There's a monster on the loose, and I need to prove it."
She sits down at her desk and starts sifting through newspapers and police files that she's collected. Her typing grows erratic, and it's hammering into Enid's head so hard she’s getting a headache. But she doesn't care about that right now, she's just concerned with how obsessed her roommate is with whatever is going on.
"Wednesday, I really think you should get some sleep-"
"Unless you plan on helping, I'd prefer you leave me alone," Wednesday retorts, spinning around to face Enid with her jaw clenched.
There's an unusual flash of fear in Wednesday's eyes, so quick Enid almost misses it. Enid huffs and retreats back to her bed, watching Wednesday return to her work.
It's weird seeing Wednesday shaken up. She had built up such a strong wall around herself that Enid's surprised to see it broken down, even if it's for a moment.
And seeing someone as tough as Wednesday being disturbed something that was out there in the dark just makes Enid all the more afraid of it.
---
When they win the Poe Cup, Enid feels on top of the world. She feels like a star shining above the whole school, so bright she's blinding.
She couldn't have done it without Wednesday. And Thing, of course.
But back to Wednesday. Enid was ecstatic when her roommate agreed to help her, even if it was to get back at Bianca. They were finally doing something together.
There was something about Wednesday that intrigued Enid so much. Maybe it was the fact that they were just so different. Maybe it was because Wednesday was always herself and didn't care what other people thought of her. How she wasn't afraid of anything, diving into the unknown without a care in the world.
But as Enid goes to pass the trophy to her so they can celebrate together, she notices Wednesday's disappeared.
When she finds Wednesday hiding from the crowd, she's down at the end of a hallway, bathed in darkness under the statue that's always given Enid the creeps.
Enid hesitates for a second, watching Wednesday stare up at something with her eyes wide.
Enid thinks Wednesday looks almost angelic, with the light from the window above her casting a shadow on her face which is in deep in concentration, and for once Enid finds herself infatuated by the darkness.
But then Wednesday spots her hovering, and her eyes seem to brighten up at the sight, a speck of light in the darkness that makes Enid's face break out into a grin.
And so Enid thinks that maybe if the dark is anything like Wednesday, then maybe it isn't that bad as she thought.
---
Enid's had a crush on Ajax since the beginning of the semester when he told her her newly-dyed hair was cool.
Sure, he wasn't the smartest guy in school, but he was cute, and he was nice, and that seemed good enough for her.
Enid knows it's a risk to go out behind the greenhouses by herself at night. What if Ajax doesn't show up? Then she'll not only look like a fool, but she'll be outside alone and in the dark.
Wednesday tells her she's going to come after Ajax if he breaks her heart, which she thinks is sweet. The thought that Wednesday would torture someone for her gives her a much needed confidence boost to go out into the darkness by herself.
She makes her way across campus, the school well lit enough that she can still see her way around. The moon peeks in and out of the clouds, filling in the spots in the dark the lights don't touch.
Ajax isn't there when she shows up, but knowing him, she didn't expect him to be on time. She hovers near the lights outside the greenhouses, but is careful to not get too close in case someone sees her.
She checks her watch. It's been fifteen minutes. He hasn't sent any texts. Enid feels like it's somehow gotten darker.
Maybe he misheard the time they were supposed to meet up. She sends him another text, but after a few minutes there isn't any response.
Enid can feel her breaths getting heavier and her face getting hotter. She starts pacing, checking her watch again for the millionth time.
Ajax isn't coming. Ajax's stood her up and now the moon is gone behind the clouds and she's out here alone in the dark.
She's so angry it overrides her fear, and she takes it out on one of the school buses, claws tearing right through the metal without a problem.
And then it isn't long before the adrenaline fades and she finally realizes just how dark it's gotten.
Enid's paralyzed in the void. She tries calling out to the moon, asking it to give her any sliver of light to help her home, but once again she's ignored.
Finally, she finds the strength to move, her fingers fumble trying to get her phone out of her pocket so she can turn the flashlight on. She uses it to guide her back to her dorm, the battery dangerously low.
When she bursts through the door, the whole room is dark, still no moonlight streaming through the window to guide her. Even her night light is shut off.
There's only one tiny speck of light, coming from a candle on Wednesday's desk.
And because Enid's interrupted her writing time, Wednesday's up and in Enid's face, ready to stab her for being so interruptive.
Until she sees Enid's crying.
"What did he do to you?" she quickly asks, and Enid's caught off guard by the concern in her tone.
"He didn't show up," Enid whimpers, focusing on Wednesday's face as best she can in the faint light.
"What a coward," Wednesday says, already reaching for her nail gun, "How despicable of him to waste your time-"
"No! Wednesday, I didn't think you were serious."
Enid steps in between her and the door, breathing heavily as tears stain her cheeks.
"I'm always serious. And true to my word. Especially when it comes to you."
Enid's stuck, wondering if she heard that last part right. No. She's overthinking whatever Wednesday meant by it. She's just her roommate, they're supposed to look out for each other. It's nothing more than that, right?
Wednesday checks to make sure the nail gun is loaded, breaking Enid out of her spell.
"Please, no, it's okay, alright!" Enid's almost shouting now, and Wednesday takes a step back.
It's quiet for a moment, until the moon finally returns, and suddenly the room is illuminated in light.
And the look on Wednesday's face is the darkest Enid's ever seen.
For a second, she's terrified. She's terrified of what Wednesday's capable of, all of that darkness inside of her.
But then she realizes Wednesday is looking like this for her. That she would do something so drastic for her, the roommate she says she despises.
She doesn't know what to think.
"Fine, if you insist," Wednesday scoffs, lowering the gun, "But should you change your mind, I will be prepared."
All Enid can do is nod sheepishly, and then she goes to get herself cleaned up, leaving Wednesday standing there in the moonlight alone.
Enid takes her time in the bathroom, trying to calm down while she wipes the tears off of her face.
She's going to be fine. She knows she's probably going to get her heart broken again. And she just so happens to have a roommate that will look out for her when it happens next.
She can hear Wednesday mumbling something outside, and she focuses her hearing as best as she can.
"Thing," she hears her whisper, "Turn her light on, please. I'm going to bed."
When Enid returns from the bathroom, Wednesday is asleep. The moon's disappeared again, but thankfully, her night light is shining bright.
---
When Wednesday tells Enid she's planning on going to the Rave'n, she can't contain her excitement. She didn't think Wednesday would have cared about the dance at all, yet she's here talking to Enid about it, hardly bothered while the werewolf gushes over her.
Of course Wednesday's only going because it has to do with her mystery-solving, but the excitement still helps distract Enid from the fact that she still doesn't have a date.
That doesn't last long though, because soon the mayor's son is sitting across from her at the Weathervane, proposing they go together to make Ajax and his ex jealous. It's not hard for her to say yes.
Enid wants to tell Wednesday about her plan, but the girl is nowhere to be found. Enid figures she's doing her own preparations for the dance, and so she gets ready with Yoko in her dorm room, smiling proudly as the vampire helps her with her outfit.
It doesn't take long for Ajax to see her with Lucas, already looking like he's rethinking everything.
She's helping Lucas clean up when she hears people murmuring and sees everyone turning their heads. She follows, craning her neck around to see what everyone's looking at.
It's Wednesday. She's here. She's here and she looks absolutely stunning.
It's like she's bathed in the night sky, her dress cascading around her in waves, and Enid's frozen in place.
Until Enid sees who's she brought as her date.
Tyler. That normie boy who Enid is still wary about. For some reason, when Enid looks at him, that tiny feeling of darkness seeps into her mind, especially when Wednesday mentions they've been hanging out.
Then again, she's also brought a normie boy to the dance and Wednesday doesn't like him either, so she can't exactly get mad.
Enid doesn't let any of that get in the way. She goes to hang out with Yoko and Divina, dancing with Lucas without a care in the world. She's having fun and that's what she's wanted, to get out of the dark and back under the colorful lights.
She looks around for Wednesday again, wondering where she could be. She shouldn't be hard to find, standing out from the crowd in her jet black dress, and soon Enid spots her in the middle of the dance floor.
The way she dances is mesmerizing, so different and even a bit weird. But that's why Enid is so entranced. Because Wednesday isn't afraid to be weird.
Enid keeps watching her dance, how she moves like a hurricane around the room, and for once, Enid lets herself get lost in the darkness.
---
It's sunny out for once, yet Enid feels like she's stuck under a storm cloud.
Parents weekend is supposed to be fun. She's supposed to be happy to see her family after so long. But because Enid still hasn't wolfed out yet, she knows it will be anything but enjoyable.
That's all her mom cares about. She never asks Enid about her classes, or her relationships, or how her extra-curricular activities are going. Every full moon since the start of the semester it's been the same voice mail left on her phone.
Has it happened yet? I hope you're not answering your phone because you're locked away in the lycan cages.
Enid wants to steal one of Wednesday's hammers and smash her phone whenever she sees the notification.
It isn't until lunchtime that her mother asks the question that's been hanging over everyone's heads. And Enid's answer hasn't changed.
The disappointment in her eyes is dark. Enid's too afraid to look at her. She could probably wolf out right there and they still wouldn't be happy.
Thankfully everyone is distracted by Wednesday's dad getting arrested, and as bad it sounds Enid wishes they'd take her mom too.
And then somehow, things get worse.
The sky is a bright blue, not a cloud in sight, and yet Enid feels like everything around her is dark.
Lycan conversion camp. It's such an absurd idea that Enid's angry at first. And then she realizes they won't accept the fact that they have a daughter who's not going to live up to their expectation.
She storms back to her dorm room, blinking tears out of her eyes.
She wishes Wednesday was here right now. Wednesday would tell her to stop crying. Then she'd threaten to go after Enid's mom with her precious nail gun.
The thought makes her smile for a second. When it came to Wednesday, Enid always found herself smiling. She would never have imagined a girl so dark and frightening would make her feel so warm and bright inside.
And so Enid tries her best to stay up that night to wait for Wednesday, curled up in her bed with her stuffed animals while she scrolls through her phone.
Darkness soon falls over their room as the sun sets, and suddenly Enid's feeling very lonely.
She figures she needs to go to bed, because if Wednesday isn't home by midnight then it means she isn't coming home at all.
She tosses her phone onto her blankets, realizing she needs to plug it in, and goes to turn on her night light.
Stupid moon, she thinks, staring at the light, Why do you hate me? What did I do wrong? It's all your fault everyone thinks I'm a failure.
The tears are back in her eyes. She can feel her hand morph into a fist, and soon she's grabbing the night light and slamming it onto the floor, where it shatters into a million little pieces.
Enid's suddenly bathed in darkness. It's hard to see, hard to think, hard to feel anything.
Anything but dark, dark, dark.
---
"It feels darker in here," Wednesday comments late one night after returning from who knows where, "What happened to your light?"
Enid peeks out from her phone, biting her lip nervously. "Uh, it broke. Wouldn't turn on."
Wednesday just glares back, like she's trying to read Enid's mind, and then she goes straight to her typewriter. She doesn't tell Enid she saw the remnants in the trash the other night.
Enid knows Wednesday wouldn't judge her, she'd probably offer to turn Enid's mom into a rug, but she still feels embarrassed about all of it. She feels like it’s just easier to lie and save herself the trouble.
Besides, she doesn't have time to dwell on that night when she's busy planning Wednesday's surprise party. Yoko's going to slip the note under their door. And then Ajax will pick up the cake from the Weathervane and they'll all meet at the crypt at midnight.
Thankfully, Enid gets a win. Wednesday spends the time leading up to midnight trying to figure out who could have sent the note, completely occupied and fooled by the mystery.
Enid's proud of herself for getting her detective roommate stumped. She just remembers she needs to play the part and act like she's just the right amount of nervous.
"Let me come with you," Enid insists as it gets close to midnight, but Wednesday shakes her head.
"I thought you hated the dark."
"I mean, I do," she stutters, "It's hard to see."
Wednesday squints at her, looking underwhelmed.
"You're a werewolf," Wednesday says, "Can't you see in the dark?"
"Only slightly better than the average person. It'll get better when I wolf out."
Ah. Wednesday had remembered reading something about that. While werewolves had enhanced senses from birth, it wasn't until their first transformation that their powers reached their full potential.
So for now, all Enid could do was threaten her with her rainbow-painted claws.
Wednesday digs through her things and finds a spare flashlight, holding it out to Enid.
"I don't need that," Enid shakes her head, "I have my phone flashlight."
"Your phone will run out of battery. Especially with how much you're on it."
Enid sighs, realizing Wednesday is right. She takes the flashlight with a grin.
"Thanks."
Wednesday nods back at her, eyes dark, except Enid swears she can see a hint of light in them. She turns away quickly when she feels her cheeks getting hot, Wednesday doing the same.
The plan works out, except Wednesday doesn't even seem to care, and it ends up with her having another vision. She does accept Enid's snood though, so that makes her feel a little bit better.
Wednesday also lets her keep the flash light, which means more to Enid than she'll ever admit. She's glad she has it, because Wednesday's tricked her into another late-night excursion.
Enid's frustrated. First Wednesday doesn't care about the surprise she spent forever planning. She seems hesitant about her present. And now she's lied to her and brought her out into the night and into the unknown. Enid only knows she's doing it because it's Wednesday. Enid realizes she'd follow her into the dark any time, even if her palms are sweating and her claws keep slipping out.
Even with the flashlight, the Gates house is terrifying. She doesn't like the vibe she's getting, and how eerily quiet everything seems to be, like one wrong step could cause the entire place to collapse. She doesn't like that Tyler is here either, but she thinks that if the monster finds them, he can get eaten first.
Tyler actually does almost get eaten, but so do Enid and Wednesday.
Enid had never been so terrified in her life, running around in the pitch black darkness, thinking she could actually die.
And the worst part is that it's not like Wednesday even seems to care.
She's so obsessed with this mystery to think that she had put them in danger. And somehow Enid feels like that hurts more than being left on read by Ajax or being called a failure by her mother.
Enid just lets it all out. Everything over the past few weeks that was bottled up inside of her comes out, right at Wednesday like a flooding river breaking through a dam.
She can't stop. But she doesn't want to stop, because once again she's been treated like her feelings didn't matter, and this time by someone she had trusted.
So Enid doesn't care when she sees Wednesday tearing up, the familiar glint of light in her eyes now gone with nothing but empty darkness left.
---
Enid storms out of their room into the hallways of the castle.
It's dark. Of course it is, it's the middle of the night.
She knows the way to Yoko's room like the back of her hand, yet right now she's so angry and emotional that she can't think straight. Then the moonlight trickles in through a window, and Enid feels it burning on her skin.
Could have used my werewolf powers tonight, you idiot, Enid thinks, but she can't get too picky. She uses the moon to guide herself to Yoko's door, knocking frantically as it disappears behind the clouds again.
Yoko ushers her in quickly, out of the dark, and yet Enid still feels so lost. The vampire doesn't ask any questions, instead letting Enid sob into her shoulder until she's tired herself out.
It was dumb of her to trust Wednesday. It was dumb she thought they could be friends. Enid should have known better than to trust someone who would lead her into the dark.
---
Rooming with Yoko sounded like fun. Until Enid realizes she's forgotten to pack her flashlight.
Yoko being a vampire means she likes it dark as much as possible. She has blackout curtains and her lights on the dimmest settings possible. Enid knows Yoko is her friend and she doesn't judge how Enid is afraid of the dark, but Enid doesn't want to be a nuisance when she's going to be turning the lights on every time she needs something.
Enid's fine right now with her phone flashlight, and Yoko won't be back from studying with the other vampires until dawn, so she could just leave everything on. But she realizes she'll have to get used to it if they're going to be roommates now.
But Enid doesn't want Yoko to be her roommate. She wants Wednesday.
But Wednesday doesn't want her.
Wednesday was the embodiment of dark, the complete opposite of Enid's light. Of course they'd never get along, Enid was foolish to even think they'd ever work out.
She's just going to knock on the door, ask for her flashlight, and leave. No time for apologies. Not like Wednesday's going to have one ready anyways.
Enid takes a breath. She grabs her phone, finger hovering over the flashlight, and dashes to the door.
Enid doesn't have to go far out into the dimly lit castle hallways. Her foot hits something as soon as she steps outside.
Laying on Yoko's welcome mat is her flashlight.
---
Enid spends a long time staring the flashlight around in her hands
Maybe Wednesday does care about her. Enid knows she wouldn't have gone out of her way to bring her the stupid flashlight back if she didn't, because when Wednesday does things there's always a purpose.
So Enid spends all night trying to figure out what Wednesday's purpose was for making sure she wouldn't be stuck in the dark.
---
Enid lasts a grand total of three days as Yoko's roommate.
It's fun at first. They don't have to send each other Tik Toks when they can just show them to each other while they're sprawled out on the floor. They can catch up on all of their favorite shows together and paint their nails and Enid doesn't have to worry about being threatened for playing her pop music out loud.
But Enid's sleep schedule gets messed up quickly. She kind of expected it with a vampire for a roommate, but they're up so late gossiping and watching movies and not doing homework that Enid notices herself growing exhausted and wishing for some rare alone time.
Enid finds herself missing how Wednesday would scold her to get off of her phone and go to bed. Or how Wednesday would check her homework over in exchange for being quiet during her writing time. Or how her cello would help lull her to sleep despite Enid lying and saying it was annoying.
So Enid misses Wednesday. She's come to accept that, and that the two of them are better together than they are apart. And so she's going to give it another try, desperately hoping Wednesday leaving her flashlight for her meant exactly what Enid thought it meant.
She tells Yoko they're not going to work out roommates after all, and Yoko just gives her a smirk when Enid tells her she's going back to her old room, not upset one bit.
Wednesday comes home not too long after Enid does, Enid trying her best to keep her cool when the girl steps into the room with a dark look on her face. For a moment, she's afraid that Wednesday is about to say something to break her heart again.
But that glint in her eyes comes back as soon as Enid tells her she's going to be her roommate again, and Enid finds her heart suddenly racing.
Wednesday would always be dark. But to Enid, she’ll always be a light.
---
Enid barely has time to settle back into her dorm when Wednesday's telling her that Tyler is the Hyde.
It's a whirlwind after that.
Wednesday tries to torture Tyler into admitting what he's done, but of course his father doesn't believe her when she says he's the real Hyde. And because of it, Wednesday gets expelled.
Enid feels like she just can't have one good thing for long. That dark look is back on Wednesday's face as Enid helps her pack her things.
She's never met someone quite like Wednesday. And she's not sure she ever will again.
When the girl shuts the door behind her, Enid's left standing in a room that feels as vast as a desert, yet so bright that it hurts her eyes.
---
That night, she leaves all of the lights on, even if the moon is out and shining and mocking Enid once again. She's alone. There's no typewriter to pierce her ears or cello to help calm her down, nobody to tell her she needs to go to sleep or no Thing there to paint her nails.
So she invites Ajax over, because she needs a distraction and doesn't want to spend the night by herself.
And he's a great distraction, taking Enid's mind off the fact that it's another full moon and she still hasn't wolfed out or that she's without a roommate again.
But once again, Enid can't have anything good for long. Because it's not long until Eugene's calling and telling her Thornhill is the mastermind behind everything going on and she's taken Wednesday.
She's got Wednesday.
Hearing that gets Enid on her feet and she's dragging Ajax out the door with Thing in her hands in a hurry. She doesn't care that it's so late, that she's left her phone in her room, or that the Nightshade's secret lair is so dark she almost trips down the stairs.
Wednesday's in trouble. Wednesday could be bleeding out, tied up, dying or even already dead at this point, and that's enough to get Enid to go out into the night without a second thought.
She runs through the forest as fast as she can, squinting in the dark trying not to fall or run into anything. She reaches into her pocket for her flashlight, and realizes she's forgotten it.
But she doesn't need it. Because she can hear something telling her something in the back of her mind.
It's the moon. Finally.
She's talking to Enid. She's telling her that it's time. That she's ready.
It hurts. Her bones crack and her skin stretches but it feels right. The moon talks her through it, helping her, and before Enid knows it, she's a wolf.
Her senses are going haywire. There are so many smells in the forest swirling in the air, so many sounds ringing in her ears, and best of all, she can see perfectly. She can see every star in the sky, every leaf on every branch, every crater on the moon smiling down on her.
Being able to see in the dark makes her realize now there's nothing to be afraid of anymore if she knows what's out there.
Shit, Wednesday is still out there, Enid remembers, focusing her newly-enhanced senses on finding her friend.
She can smell her scent in the wind, mixed with the Hyde's, and she sets off.
She can't lose Wednesday. She tells that to herself over and over. Wednesday is important to her. Wednesday is the dark to her light, and Enid can't lose her.
When she does find Wednesday, Enid doesn't remember much of it. She just remembers seeing Wednesday, shocked and staring at her with eyes as wide as the full moon above them, a tiny hint of pride on her face when she recognizes who had just saved her.
And then she was thrown against a tree and the rest of her memory is fuzzy.
When she wakes up, it's dark. She can smell blood on her, and she feels the dirt on her skin, and her body feels like lead. Thing is there for her though, gripping her hand tight as she wanders around in the dark, foggy forest, and soon Ajax sees her, holding a hand out as Enid stumbles over to him.
He guides her to the rest of the students, and Enid sees the look of awe and terror and shock on each and every one of their faces. But among all of them, she notices Wednesday isn't there.
Panic runs through Enid like a current. Wednesday's not here. Nobody's telling her where she is, all of them frowning when Enid asks where her roommate is. It feels like that can only mean one thing.
But before those dark thoughts can consume Enid, she spots a familiar silhouette in the distance, breaking through the fog.
Enid doesn't think as she breaks away from everyone and runs straight to Wednesday, not even thinking when she pulls her in for a hug so tight it hurts.
Wednesday pulls away, but she doesn't look mad. She looks shocked, and confused, and just in utter disbelief, and before Enid can say anything else, she pulls Enid back towards her.
Enid lets herself get lost in the void as Wednesday sinks her face into her shoulder, the two of them fitting together like pieces in a puzzle.
And that's when Enid realized she was no longer afraid of the dark.