Dante had been looking all over the camp grounds for Roxy but found no sign of her. He decided that she was probably out in the woods of in the shadows. He walked a few feet in calling her name as he looked around. "Hey Roxy! You out here?" He called out but to no avail. He thought about changing into his vampire form and using its night vision but quickly remembered the last time he used night vision during the day. He decided to keep walking and head back once he hears the bell.

Isabella in the meantime had finished writing in her notebook and had been on her way to put it in her cabin. She rested it on the table among her other papers before heading to the fire pit. Once she arrived she sat there and began to meditate. Instead of clearing her mind she instead focused on her combat skills. Repeatedly going over the steps, techniques, and forms. Once she felt ready she imitated the moves perfectly... almost perfectly. Every time she messed up in the slightest she became upset and repeated the move. Over and over again she'd noticed imperfections in her stance or executions and would repeat it getting angrier and angrier till she simply gave up and headed to the lake to clear her head.