Mark stood in the courtyard if the collage for supernaturals. He marveled at the size of the collage. Coming from a small town he’d never seen anything this big besides the mansions he would see in all the Hollywood movies, but seeing this in real live was jaw dropping. He unscrewed the cap from his Lipton Pure leaf green tea and took a swig before recapping it. 

“I hope there’s a map they give us, otherwise I’ll get lost in this place,” Mark said to himself before he looked around the courtyard. So far he didn’t see anyone around him and decided now was a good time as any. He reached into his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes. Over the years he had acquired some, disgusting habits. When he was deep in thought he bit his nails, but when he felt nervous or anxiety he’d smoke. He knew how awful of a habit it was but they help his nerves so when he felt nervous or anxiety he would smoke. However, he only did it when no one was around so the smoke didn’t bother them.

“Much better,” Mark said as he exhaled a large cloud of white smoke. He grabbed his suitcase and walked off towards the dorms. [i]Maybe there will be someone there who’ll help me[/i]. Mark thought.