It was a cold, September night. Early September, when it should have been warm--BUT IT WAS COLD. I ventured outside to consume some delicious Burger King in short sleeves, only to find the blast of wintry air was too much for my frail frame to endure. To combat the frostbite slowly seeping it's way up my torso I decided to dance on my way to the Mountainlair. As I was dancing down the street, I noticed several people running by me at breakneck speeds, with a fearful look in their eyes. I quickly stopped my warming dance (for the novices out there, that's like a rain dance, only with heat) and stopped to figure out what was happening.
The moment I stopped dancing everything went to hell.A giant tremor shook the earth and I hit the ground along with the twenty or thirty others who were out and about. A great shadow rose up from the direction of University Avenue, and I felt my blood run with an ice that had nothing to do with the ice collecting between my toes. Everyone was screaming and the shadow rose up, high enough to blot out the moon and the stars. I wasn't waiting to find out what was happening, I turned my head and ran back towards trusty Stalnaker Hall. As I reached the top of the stairs I ventured a look back, but a heavy fog had rolled in and was obscuring the majority of the city from view. A faint green glow was emenating from the fog, and as I could still hear screaming, I quickly entered the friendly confines of Stalnaker Hall.
The scene inside Stalnaker was completely different from the one outside: basically, it was calm. The worker at the front desk was calmly reading Faulkner, the piano lounge was bustling with some form of student organization, and there was a smattering of students studying for various science classes. As I turned the corner to enter the staircase, I noticed a light was glinting off the windows of the Honor's Office. I thought about asking them for help, but I decided that the light was probably indicitive of a late night for someone, and they were likely to be in a grumpy mood. Thinking that I might stop back by at a later date, I proceeded up the stairs and to my room.
So here I am, with my window open, I can still distantly here the screams fliting through the screen. My room mate is missing, I can't find any of my other friends, and I havn't seen anyone else for a while. What did it all mean? The giant shadow from Stewart Hall, the green light, the mist? What was happening. What IS happening? I'm worried because there's no one on this floor.
A knock at my door.
I'm rolling the camera. Things are getting fishy.....
