A catalog of haunted places on campus: between the rotating shelves in the lowest floor of the library. The study room on the 4th floor of the old Academic Center with the leaky vent. The closet in the bio building, filled with jars of hearts. Someone stole one of the hearts in sophomore year and they never got caught, so now the heart - it was an elk heart - could be anywhere on campus, so really anywhere could be haunted.

Someone saw a ghost in your dorm, four years before you lived there, but they’re still handing down the stories of it. It was dressed in white and bleeding from its fingertips. You passed a dead opossum on your way to French the other day. It didn’t look dead. It looked fine. Just curled up. Just a little grim.

Now, every time you turn your computer off, it feels like a tiny death. Now the clouds feel like ghosts in your throat. Now you keep checking if the pots in the kitchen have rotated overnight. Now you keep wondering if every time you fall asleep it's a death in miniature and you’re haunted by all the yous you’ve been before.