A harrowing and ghostly tale from Columbia’s Archives.

You meet a cute guy in your class. You introduce yourself, talk casually about the class, and hope that you don’t expel verbal vomit. The conversation continues as you continue to talk after class,  joke about the professor and complain about the work load. You become suspicious of your present circumstances as the universe appears to be working in […]

It was a cold, dreary day in Morningside Heights. Columbia’s campus was buzzing as it normally does, despite the rain that threatened to drench me before I could make it to class. I was sprinting to my 11:40 (as I normally do) when I heard a loud scream from someone on Low Beach. By the […]