Ambrose went through his first day in a haze, barely able to concentrate and unable to shake off his migraine until the afternoon. He had managed to take a couple key notes in the what seemed to be the tougher classes, but other then that, he felt so behind already. Ambrose hate his lunch alone, which consisted only of a large cup of coffee and a piece of toast. Through the day his thought were a mess, jumping between Caleb and the massacre. Both large reasons why he couldn't focus on much.

Finally his last class came to a close and not long after, a text message informed him of the meeting place. Ambrose sighed and rubbed his temples, deciding to drop his things off at the dorm first before heading down to the underground library. He arrived later then everyone else, and when he poked his head into the room, everyone had found their spot around Samantha. Despite how much Ambrose distrusted her, he couldn't deny the charisma she oozed. She seemed to take up the room with her personality. Jeremy was captivated by her as well. He was seated right by her, staring up at her with puppy dog eyes. Caleb was off in the corner of the library, staring off and unfocused. Ambrose hesitated before taking a seat in the back, away from the rest of the group. Ambrose did a small wave, "Hey, sorry I'm late." He mumbled, a bit embarrassed everyone else was all settled. "So, what's the plan?"