Mason's eyes narrowed as he focused on the pen in his hand. *click , click , click*

"This is useless." He said, tossing the pen onto the pile of wrinkled papers scattered across his desk. His gaze traveled across the room to the open window facing the forest on the edge of the Vinehurst campus. "I hate this place. All day, every day, this is what I get. This crappy dorm room and this crappy view of that crappy forest. Takes a murder to make this place exciting."

He'd heard the whispers of the missing girl. Well, not really whispers... everyone seemed to talk about it almost casually. At least the student body, that is. "Heh" Mason chuckled, "Student body. Good one." He leaned over the desk pressing himself up to him feet, still smiling at his joke as he checked himself out in the mirror before heading out the door.