Catelyn heard the crash and was instantly awake. Instantly she was out of bed, her hand on the lightswitch.
Crashed against the large mirror was some strange creature, dressed in brown robes and having X's where its eyes should have been.
"Well, at least we know you're not a vampire," said Catelyn. "And now you have seven years bad luck."
The creature whatever it was, rushed at her. Catelyn grabbed the closest thing she could find—a vial of holy water. The thing wasn't a vampire, but who knew? She threw it on it as it came down with the knife—and was thrown across the room. Thank Mary and all the Saints for the Sanctuary spell, thought Catelyn as she picked up a stake. Not that the creature was going to turn to dust, but it was better than nothing.
Apparently realizing that there was nothing it could do Catelyn, the creature jumped through the window, crashing three stories to the street outside the school.
"Catelyn?" asked Catelyn's roommate, Mary Margaret, only just gaining consciousness. "What was that?"
"God only knows," answered Catelyn. "But I think we had better find out."