Jessica Hellstrom (![]() @ 2010-07-19 19:35:00 |
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There'd been strange happenings at the University of Chicago. Students coming to class everyday looking death themselves, with sunken in eyes and vacant expressions. At first Jessica paid no attention, thinking that it was just the pressure of exams...and then she couldn't ignore it. As more and more students came in with the same look, the more she could sense it. They stank of magic. It was so heavy on them, she could almost smell it the second that they entered the room.
Tonight, she was determined to figure out where it was all coming from. The students were getting worse, and today in one of her classes, a girl went into a trance and started babbling...in Latin.
Unfortunately, Jessica wasn't much of a detective...which made this a little bit harder, as she had no possible leads that she could work off.
So there she was, in the college's infirmary, digging around in the medical records, looking for any possible clues. Anything that could give her a lead. She could sense the magical energy flowing through the place, as the students that had been "infected" had been in and out all week...but she couldn't just run around looking for whoever might be doing this.
The door creaked open, and Jessica whipped her head around. As she'd broken in after-hours...getting caught was NOT what she wanted right now. The file that she was reading dropping to the ground with a light thud, and she scrambled to pick up the papers.
There'd been strange happenings at the University of Chicago. Students coming to class everyday looking death themselves, with sunken in eyes and vacant expressions. At first Jessica paid no attention, thinking that it was just the pressure of exams...and then she couldn't ignore it. As more and more students came in with the same look, the more she could sense it. They stank of magic. It was so heavy on them, she could almost smell it the second that they entered the room.
Tonight, she was determined to figure out where it was all coming from. The students were getting worse, and today in one of her classes, a girl went into a trance and started babbling...in Latin.
Unfortunately, Jessica wasn't much of a detective...which made this a little bit harder, as she had no possible leads that she could work off.
So there she was, in the college's infirmary, digging around in the medical records, looking for any possible clues. Anything that could give her a lead. She could sense the magical energy flowing through the place, as the students that had been "infected" had been in and out all week...but she couldn't just run around looking for whoever might be doing this.
The door creaked open, and Jessica whipped her head around. As she'd broken in after-hours...getting caught was NOT what she wanted right now. The file that she was reading dropping to the ground with a light thud, and she scrambled to pick up the papers.
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