If you told me this story was based on the author's own experiences in college, I'd believe you. There's a ton of spite oozing out of most of the characters. Or maybe Hunter successfully ragebaited me. Overall, the story was pretty good. Fun twist, even if it was ruined a moment too soon.
The biggest drag is in how convenient the plot is. It would work if it was a much shorter story—as an actual campfire tale told to incoming freshman to freak them out—but as a proper short story it's uncanny how everything works out so perfectly for the protagonist, you naturally think there's some catch to it. Alice comes out of nowhere and she just so happens to know the most about these suicides? By all accounts she should be part of the paranormal society, as the foremost expert on the matter... but that whole scene feels like it only exists so the author could make fun of them (furthering my spite theory). The librarian, too, was best friends with the first girl who killed herself and just so happens to reveal that their dorm room is the real 733 now, and never any time before for some reason. Really, there's no reason to have all that, and the moment I read that I already knew what was going to happen to Lydia. She could have just been any other student who later came back as faculty
