With lunch drawing to a close Kat stood up and dumped what was left of her meal. Walking to class her mind wandered to the broadcast and the staff meeting; there was no doubt they were linked. Could there be a murderer amongst them? Well, a more brazen and current murder anyways. Seeing a figure slumped up ahead she sighed and quickly abandoned that trail of thought. Crouching in front of John she gave him a couple of light slaps on the cheek. "Come on John, wake up. Don't make me carry you."