Fiera was sitting in the back of the History class room, she felt as if she was dying of boredom. "Screw this." She muttered, laying her head down on her desk, ready to nap.

Alexi was in the visual arts classroom, keeping her nose in that little black book of hers. She began sketching out the symbols she was reading  about, yet these symbols meant something, and they looked similar to the symbols shown in the Necronomicon.