Cara had actually headed back to her dorm when her migraine had gotten worse, changing into sweats and a giant sweatshirt she'd stolen from Alek at some point. She shook a pill from the orange prescription bottle and quickly took it, grimacing as she swallowed it and then going to crawl into her bed. It didn't take long for the medication to make her drowsy and before she knew it, she was sleeping deeply.

Aconite made quick work of the lock, the roommate had left a short while ago after needing to rush off to a forgotten appointment. They slipped in and looked around, getting a quick sense of the layout before slinking towards the girl's room, pulling a vial and syringe from a pocket. The other victims were mistakes, but now Aconite knew for sure that this was the real target since the girl was practically in the Count's lap before returning to the dorms. Silently pushing the door open, Aconite stuck the syringe into the vial and pulled the plunger, putting the empty vial back in their pocket.