[center][h1][color=limegreen][u]Beth Carson[/u][/color][/h1][/center]

After finishing her meal with Lucy at the restaurant, Beth had made her way back to her room so that she could get around to unpacking her things and generally getting settled in.  Beth couldn’t decide whether she should be surprised or not by the fact that her roommate wasn’t in the room when she arrived, though she was grateful for the solitude regardless, as it meant that she wouldn’t be pestered with questions while she unpacked everything.

Listening to dubstep on her phone while she worked, Beth managed to find a workaround for just about every issue she encountered with the furnishings that the school had provided, from managing to stuff her clothes, not that there were really that many, into the drawers of the wardrobe to using her pillows as cushions on the computer chair so that she could actually work at the desk.

Fortunately, the issues posed by the furnishings in the room didn’t require workarounds that were too time-consuming or complicated.  They were just a little annoying was all, but nothing that she wasn’t really used to to be perfectly honest.  Overall, it only took her a few hours to unpack everything that she had brought with her and put it where she wanted it, coincidentally the closest she would get to actually being organized.

Though she had wanted to do nothing but kick-back and relax after storing her belongings, the rumbling of her stomach put that idea on hold.  Despite having eaten with Lucy not that long ago, she was hungry again, which wasn’t that much of a surprise considering the fact that her metabolism was quite fast and the workout she had gotten from doing the obstacle course earlier.  

And so, sighing to herself, Beth slipped her shoes on, fastening the Velcro tabs, and made her way out of the dorms and towards the cafeteria, which happened to be the closest source of food.  The first thing that Beth did after entering the building was claim a table in the corner of the room by setting her phone down on it so that she could enjoy relative solitude while she ate.  Once her spot was claimed, she went into one of the lines and got a plate of chicken fingers with a side of mac’n’cheese and a glass of chocolate milk.

Just as she was about to finish her meal, the lights in the cafeteria went out, resulting in more than a few nervous chuckles.  Though Beth wasn’t the most comfortable in the dark, she wasn’t too concerned, as her phone could provide some light almost infinitely so long as she applied charge to it.  Other people seemed to have powers that were equally useful at dispelling darkness, as one individual lit their hand on fire to shed some light and another began enveloping theirself in a pink light.

The nervousness that the students were feeling reached a higher pitch when another student opened the door and practically threw himself inside, frantically closing the door behind him.  Unfortunately, something slammed on the door enough to cause it to buckle, resulting in a shift from nervousness to distress in most of the students.  Though Beth liked to keep up her facade, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of fear turning her stomach into knots.  Something wasn’t right about this whole thing.

Though she would rather have gotten up and left immediately, the thought of being a coward motivated her to get up and walk towards the others that had gathered by the door, apparently ready to defend themselves from whatever was on the other side of the door.  She was glad now for the fact that she had neglected to discharge her bracelet in the last several hours, as it meant that she wasn’t going to be completely useless.  The best ending, of course, would be for whatever it was to just leave, but that didn’t seem all that likely, so Beth tried to prepare herself mentally, casting away every desire to flee.  There was no way that she was going to let what had happened to Ben happen to anyone else.

Before the situation could really escalate, it appeared that whatever was on the other side of the door retreated, the sound of feet skittering away down the hall.  It seemed that the students in the room almost let out a collective sigh of relief, except for a massive individual who could give Michelle a run for her money.  Instead of being relieved, he decided to chase whatever it was, first ripping the handle of the door and then kicking it down before darting off down the hallway after the thing.  Unsure of what to do from there, Beth stood around and waited for someone to step up and take the lead.