摘要：It’s 7:13 p.m. on a breezy Saturday night, and I’m about to immerse myself in one of Iowa State’s secret societies. Coover Hall, where this gathering takes place, is empty at the moment. Hallways that usually contain hordes of students during the week are now deserted, dimly lit, and reminiscent of a horror film. I know I’m not attending a Skull and Bones meeting, but the atmosphere is still eerie.
