Aralyn's POV
I could not help but feel paranoid after what Elyra had told me. My life was already hard enough without adding shape-shifting lunatics into the mix, and yet somehow Shadowvale kept finding new ways to make everything worse. First there were magical bullies, then there was Serenessa and her lovely habit of threatening my life every other day, and then there was the nightmare room and whatever horrifying thing had been waiting for me inside it.
Now, apparently, there were students capable of taking the appearance of anyone they wanted. The more I thought about it, the more terrified I became. The idea that someone could look exactly like a person I trusted, sound exactly like them, know things only they should know, and still not actually be them made my stomach twist into knots.
