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Chapter 2: Welcome to the World
Jena returned to her room to see her roommate Tara tapping furiously at her laptop.
"Jena! Oh my God! I thought you'd gotten in some serious trouble! There are cops crawling all over the place! What the hell happened?" Tara rambled.
"Someone's been killed." Jena replied as she tore the room apart looking for her torch.
"Who?"
"Dunno, they said the student was torn apart by a large cat or a bear."
"But there haven't been problems with the local wildlife in decades." Tara stated, as she stopped typing to watch Jena.
"Exactly," Jena replied as she found the torch under her bed in a box.
"Um, Jena, what're you doing?" Tara asked.
"Goin' to find this so called 'bear-cat'." Jena replied, slipping into her jacket.
"Are you nuts?" Tara asked incredulously.
"Might be."
"We're on lockdown. If they catch you, you'll be in more trouble than you probably already are."
"That's why the world's greatest roommate is gonna cover for me." Jena smiled, checking her torch.
"That's not fair." Tara answered.
"Please?"
"After this, I'm not enabling your cover stories anymore." Tara explained.
"Thanks much, I'll be back before ya know it." Jena nodded as she sneaked out the door, down the stairs and out of the building.
The second Jena walked outside; she held her breath and listened.
Nothing.
Complete silence.
No bugs, bats, or the chirping of crickets. She didn't even hear the police or the dogs that she had assumed that they'd brought with them.
She released her breath.
"Maybe they've gone." She muttered to herself.
"Probably going to resume the search tomorrow." She continued as she silently descended the outside stairs to begin her venture in the darkness.
She had only covered about a third of the outskirts of the campus when she came upon something.
Some animal hair. She tried to examine it; but the slightly dim light from the torch was not enough to get a clear look at it. She stuffed it in her jacket pocket and continued on her way.
About five or so minutes later, the battery began to die.
"No, nonono!" She whispered angrily. "Those were brand new batteries—back when I first transferred here and used it every night—yeah, I probably should have replaced them before venturing out here."
Jena was now in complete darkness.
She jumped as her heart stopped when she heard a roar in the darkness.
Up ahead she saw a faint light and assumed that the police had returned to continue their search; but decided against it as she approached the most impossible scene.
There was a bright light, free floating, and it appeared as though there were glass shards floating about it.
Jena had never seen anything so beautiful and mysterious.
She took a few steps forward; but froze once more when she both heard and saw it.
The "bear-cat" the police had been searching for. Only, it wasn't that. It was impossible is what it was.
A Smilodon.
Jena gasped as her torch was torn from her grasp into the floating light. She didn't move though, as the Smilodon faced her and growled.
She snapped her eyes shut; but when nothing happened, she opened her eyes in time to see the Smilodon turn and run into the light as the light pulsated a few times and disappeared all together.
She stood in disbelief, breathing heavily.
"It had to have been a dream." Jena spoke aloud in disbelief, after what seemed like an eternity of silence.
"A very, very impossible dream." She muttered as she reluctantly scanned the surrounding area and made the decision to drag herself back to her dorm before she was found out.
Jena had planned to sort through the research her pen pal had sent her; but after dancing around campus security and trying to calm Tara down; Jena gave up and fell asleep.
The next morning, Jena had thought that the night before was nothing more than a dream. That was, until she could hear Tara blasting the news from the television on the other side of the dorm room.
"Can you believe this Jena?" Tara asked, sitting in front of the television eating cereal as if she were 7 again, watching the morning cartoons.
Jena quickly got ready for class, not realizing that it was Saturday. However, she did know that Professor Frommer was on campus during the weekends conducting research for some dissertation that he had to present within the next few months.
As she went to enter the lab, there was a sign that had stated all classrooms were closed until further notice.
"As if that's ever stopped me before." She scoffed as she searched the inside pockets of her jacket looking for her lock picking kit.
Just as she was about to pull the kit out, the Head of Campus Security interrupted her.
"You've really done it this time Miss Veeve haven't you?" he asked angrily.
"Sorry? I don't think I understand what exactly you are accusing me of, sir." She replied confused.
"Some men in suits are here looking for you. They're in my office and they claim, that there is an incident of enormous proportions that you seem to be involved in." he explained.
"After you," he said waving his arm, motioning for her to begin the trek toward the Campus Police Office.
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