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[center]Grand Hall[/center]

Dante was slightly startled when he felt the hand on his shoulder. He was paying so much attention to the other masks in the room that he wasn’t expecting someone to approach him from behind. He turned to greet the stranger, but before he even had the time to utter a single word, the maroon pocket piece was in his pocket and the tall blonde had run off somewhere. He stood there for a few moments and then chuckled a little bit. “That was quick.” He said to himself. He turned back around to face the never ending sea of masks, and watched as everyone enjoyed themselves.

Everyones masks were just so extravagant. He stood there in awe of everyone, but he soon found that some of the masks were being repeated. “That’s odd,” He said with a curious look on his face, “Weren’t everyone's masks supposed to be specifically designed for the wearer?” He sat there for a minute pondering this conundrum, but it slowly dawned on him that the people wearing the repeated masks were most likely his seniors. His brow furrowed as he began to wonder why older students, like them, would crash the freshman orientation ball. He then realized it was exactly that, a ball. An event to have fun and let loose. He began to walk around the border of the Grand Hall studying all of the older students. They all seemed off to him, but he soon shook the feeling off. It was a ball. [i]Older students must crash these types of events all the time. Your just over thinking things Dante. Maybe you should find something else to focus on.[/i] He thought to himself.

He then saw a small group of people gathering around what looked to be a dog of some sorts. Dante’s interests were peaked. He had never seen a dog allowed on school grounds before. He wasn’t aware that CTS allowed pets on their campus. All of the schools he had attended before had a strict “no pet” policy. Of course, those schools didn’t house their students in an isolated location in the middle of the forest where the only realistic way out was a train ride back to the city. He was still surprised to see the dog though. “Sis would love it here.” He said to himself. His sister had three pet dogs that she cared for very much. She even teased Dante about how she loved the dogs more than him, but she always said it in such a joking manner that he knew she was just joshing around. After a few moments of reminiscing about his family he left back in the city

Dante decided not to engage the group. There were enough people there already, and he was afraid that the dog might react poorly if too many people surrounded him. He, instead of walking up to the group, strolled over towards the exit of the Grand Hall. His eyes were drawn to a young, blonde maiden by the door, rubbing her arms. She seemed troubled by something. Dante slowly approached the young blonde. Once he was close enough he smiled and said, “Hi! Are you OK miss? You seemed to be troubled by something.” He leaned against the wall a couple feet away from her and crossed his arms. He made himself comfortable and waited for the young maiden to answer.