[u][i]Adam Leo Blackmore, & Dana Lucille Alcott.[/i][/u] --- Aislin raised a good question, one that only Dana, or maybe Adam, could answer. [i]Has[/i] she seen something like this before? Honestly, the question is no. Dana was a pretty old student here, who has gotten quite familiar with the school and how it operates. But nothing like this has ever happened before. There was the accidents that took place over the years - but those were open and shut types of things. Student gets a little too feisty in the arena and accidentally [i]kills[/i] someone. Or someone has a breakdown and splatters everyone against a wall. [i]That[/i] was the kind of thing Dana has seen before. Regrettably. A man getting shot in the caves? That was a whole new level... and it worried Dana. Were dark times on the way? It seemed that way. No matter how hard the blue eyed woman tried to deny it, times were changing. For better or worse...? That was the question. As she was getting carted through the rainy school grounds, she found herself being strangely silent. As if she was unsure of what to say. Which in a way was true, since she was so wrapped up in her own thoughts that she was a bit worried. It was difficult pushing those thoughts out of her head... which means she has no choice but to face them head on. "I... Never seen a-anything... like this before, Aislin, and..." The wheelchair bound girl trailed off - just looking for the right thing to say. "... I'm worried. Very worried. This doesn't feel like the Academy I spent seven years of my life in...." She shook her head. Dana usually didn't talk too much about her feelings, but she felt comfortable here. Between a friend and her mentor. Once they were approaching the hospital, which was alight because of the backup generator, the power had come back on. "Oh my." Dana said. She felt a bit more comfortable with the power on - under the watchful eye of the cameras. Plus, she's now human again. With Adam here, both of them should be safe. Shortly after the lights came back on, Adam received a phone call, a very important phone call. He pressed his cellphone against his ear and listened to it. It took a moment or two for his eyes to widen. "... Good God..." Adam let out as he stared at his phone. He had received news of a murder. No.... no, no.... Not again. There can't be [i]another[/i] murder today. Why today? The one day everything was supposed to go right. One thing was for certain. He needed to be there. "Ms. Alcott, I direly request that you stay with Aislin and head into the hospital. There is something I must attend to." Adam suddenly took off running - not the best stride, he was better when he was younger. "Adam!" Dana outstretched a palm as she shouted at him, but he was already gone. What...? This early and he was leaving them behind. That was strange. But what he did learn from that phone call. "... I don't know what to do now. Head into the hospital?" --- [i][u]Deborah Termellio, Shannon Balore, & Jago Javuant.[/u][/i] --- Right when they were going nowhere fast, the lights came back on. Deborah let out a sigh of relief as she looked back into the lounge. "Hell yes!" She wondered what her little merry band should do next. "... That was suspenseful." Shannon wrapped her arms around her chest as she looked over her shoulder. But as she looked into the room, she saw a curious sight. "... Huh?!" Laid out in the middle of the middle of the lounge was Jago Javuant, spread eagle face down in a puddle of a red fluid. He was lifeless, he didn't move an inch as his hair and outfit were being soaked. Everyone gasped at the scene. ".... Argh, God dammit!" The supposedly dead guy groaned. "Fuckin' slipped!" Jago said as he jumped back up to his feet. He walked over to the group soaked in red gatorade. "Well, I'm bored. We gonna do something now or what?"