[i][u]Headmaster Dellamorte.[/u][/i]
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The second he walked on stage, the room went silent. 

Headmaster Darrel Dellamorte, dressed up in a grey suit, sky-blue tie, black dress shoes, thin-framed glasses, and had a gold-tipped cane that he tapped loudly with every step. In a rhythm, he marched over towards the hard wooden podium. He stepped up to it, leaned his cane against it, and gently placed both hands down onto it. He stood blankly for a few seconds, and cleared his throat with a loud sound, which reverbed through the room. 

"Hello students..." Dellamorte started off, somber. "I'm sure you all heard the news of Vera Dubnin's... demise, so I will not make any attempt to hide it any further. Yes, it is a great tragedy that longtime student and nurse that many of you are familiar with. My condolences go out to her family, and I take full responsibility for this - it happened on my watch. Where the school should have been much more secure. Which is why I'm going to be the first to say that this will [i]never[/i] happen again. I'm doing all in my power to make sure that none of you are at risk. But I can only ensure that if you, the students, are willing to work with the staff to ensure that. That said, I am enacting a new role; all students are required to go [i]everywhere[/i] in groups of at least three. No one goes anywhere alone. That way we can at least help. I promise everyone here, I will bring Vera's killer to justice. But I must ask that the students do [i]not[/i] get involved. These are not your matters to resolve.... They are mine... That is all, students. Go out and resume your education and activities as if this never happened. You are dismissed."

The Headmaster walked off stage nonchalantly after grabbing his cane.