The fact was that Roderick had known exactly what was going on from the beginning. He'd reinforced his janitorial closet a few days ago and things couldn't have gone more smoothly for him - once the initial shock was done, he stepped out of the office and then glanced casually around.
He sighed, looked down, and grabbed a nearby piece of jagged metal to slash himself with. Once he was satisfied that he looked shaken enough, he headed toward the familiar (and expected) sound of Erin shouting.
"Erin!" He half-jogged toward the girl's office, "Is that you?"
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