When I was sixteen years old, my math teacher went missing. We thought she was dead, but a week before my high school reunion, I recieved a mysterious letter that appeared to be in code. Much like the ones she once gave her students. When I got to the reunion I discovered that several of my classmates recieved a similar letter. All the letters said something about a sewer tunnel. There was only one nearby sewer tunnel. All of us classmates decided to go explore the sewer tunnel. After hours of searching, we saw a shadow in the distance. We approached the shadow and found our former math teacher sitting down. She looked horrible; she even had grown a beard. She said that she had gon into hiding, because she was tired of having to deal with troubled students. She said she gave us the letters, because we were her favorite students of all time.
