Oh, shit. Susie's on fire again...

Winterthorne Academy for the Gifted. A lot of people make fun of the name. What, do retards go there, or something? Oh, yeah, they're a special type of people. It's not my fault when little Michael from down the street blows up your house for talking to him that way. Just saying.

This particular academy serves those with magyckal needs. Find out that you can throw fire with your bare hands? See your dead mother's ghost? Turn into a wolf in the moonlight? Spit at extremely long distances? If any of those [ maybe not the last... ] apply to you, Winterthorne is the place for you.

Winterthorne offers a variety of classes, including [ but not limited to ] Old Runes, Battle Tactics, Controlling Your Powers [ CYP ], and Astronomy. Our beautifully selected location for the school, Castle Ayelet, resides in the snowy mountains of Germany. It's one of the best kept secrets--no ordinary human has ever seen the inside of Castle Ayelet. To them it is simply a prestigious boarding school with too much money to spend.

Which it is, except we can drop your ass off the top of a pyramid for saying so.

Generally we're a perfect school. Got that, punk?

Okay, almost perfect. Lately there's been a few...disturbances. Students missing, people snapping. Nothing we can't take care of, I'm sure. A body count of two can't be that bad...

Assuming you have received the letter of request and you choose to leave the mundane world as you know it behind, take the silver key that has been attached to your letter. It opens the door to the front gate. Many keep it on a necklace or bracelet. With it, accept the charm of wisdom and ultimately the beginning of your journey at Winterthorne Academy...

I wonder what other keys you will find.