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University:  University of Calgary, Canada - UofC

Greek Organization:  Phi Gamma Delta

Author:  Anonymous

Comment:   don’t know how to explain this place, but I know for sure that it shouldn’t exist—at least, not like this. It’s not just a frat, it’s something bigger, something older, something that moves with a purpose none of us were ever meant to understand. It doesn’t recruit, it selects. People don’t just “join”—they arrive, like they were always supposed to be there, like they got the call before they were even born.\n\n\n\n\nThe house doesn’t feel like a house. It feels like headquarters. Like the inside of it is bigger than the outside. Like the walls hold secrets that don’t belong in this century. There’s a portrait in there of a guy no one can name, but everyone knows. I swear his eyes move. No one questions it. Just like no one questions the guy in the suit who’s always there, never speaking, just observing.\n\n\n\n\nI once saw someone get pulled aside, whispered to, and the next day, they had a completely new name on the class roster, as if they were always a different person. It was never spoken about. I heard a freshman joke about wanting to be in, and an older member just smiled and said, “Not yet.” Not no. Not yet.\n\n\n\n\nI don’t know what happens in there. I don’t think I want to. But sometimes, late at night, when I pass the house, I swear I can hear it—not the people inside, but the house itself. Breathing. Waiting. Watching.