Sam's POV
Sam called the meeting to order. The lecture hall was packed with nervous looking lecturers, staff from all corners of the school, and a handful of ladies from the front office with very large notebooks.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I appreciate you coming on such short notice. I know a lot of you are nervous given the recent changes that have occurred in our community. That's what we're here to talk about today. I think we may have a traitor on this campus."
Gasps from the assembled faculty and staff.
"I don't mean to alarm you. I believe some of you already have your own suspicions. It's been brought to my attention that some of you have been aware of a certain...smell on campus."
There was a murmuring from the audience.
Sam asked for those who were familiar with the rotting smell to make themselves known. Those who were not familiar were given a list of things to be aware about, a quick rundown of the current policy on the matter, and were dismissed.