I woke up with a start. I wasn't sure what had startled me awake, but I instantly knew that it was not good.

Heart racing I sat up in bed and looked around. I heard it then, a keening wail that sent shivers of fear through me.

It was followed by the banging of doors and the commotion of dozens of students emerging from their rooms to investigate.

I glanced at the clock. 6am.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what was going on, but it wasn't like I could just roll over and pretend it wasn't happening.

I ran a hand over my face and stood up, taking a moment to stretch out my bad shoulder as I made my way to the door in my pyjamas. It had never been the same since being ripped out of its socket all those years ago.

I opened the door and stepped out into the crowded hallway, moving with the crowd of pyjama clad students towards the front hall, which appeared to be the source of the wailing.

Now that I was in the hall I could tell that it was one person making most of the noise, along with several others crying more quietly.

The crowd was too thick to see who was crying, or who it was they were crying over. People were pushing and shoving, trying to get to the front. Wanting to know if this time it was one of their friends…or another of their friends.

There was the occasional shout of friends finding each other, relieved to know they were ok. I wondered where in the crowd Emily was.

Finally a wave of whispers starting making their way back through the crowd from the people at the front.

I heard someone murmur "Emily" and my hands flew to my mouth as they blood drained from my face.

No. It couldn't be her. Please let it be someone else.

I took a couple of deep breaths to calm the ringing in my ears so that I could focus on the continuing whispers.

"Emily Tunns, she's a fourth year…"

I felt a wave of relief that just about knocked me down, followed by a wave of guilt, knowing that someone else had just lost their friend.

I turned and moved against the still growing crowd, slowly making my way back to our corridor. There was nothing to be achieved by standing around waiting for someone to take control of the shoving crowd of students.

As I moved back into the corridors I heard a shout.

"Taylor!" I turned, looking for the source of the voice. The crowd was thinner here, most of the students having made their way to the front hall.

I spotted her waving at me and rushed over, "Emily!" I gave her a tight hug, still recovering from the moment of terror that the body found had been hers.

She squeezed me back. "You have no idea how relieved I was to see you." She commented as we pulled away.

I let out a slightly hysterical giggle, "Trust me…I know." She gave me a concerned look, and I couldn't blame her.

"So…do you know who it is?" She asked quietly, as we walked slowly back to our rooms.

I nodded, "Yeah, I heard it was Emma Tunns."

She shook her head a little, "I don't know her."

"Me neither." I told her, "Apparently she's a fourth year student."

She frowned, "Medical student?"

I shrugged, "No idea."

"That doesn't fit the pattern…" She commented, almost to herself, then louder "Do we know if she was…"

"Like the others?" I finished and she nodded. I shrugged again, "I don't know, there were too many students to see anything…and I think I'd rather find out later than see anyway."

She grimaced. "Yeah…"

There was a fresh commotion behind us and we turned to look.

Students were flowing back into the corridors from the front hall. It would appear that teachers and security had arrived and were herding everyone back to their rooms.

We moved to the side as a crying girl rushed through the crowds and disappeared down a corridor with her friends close behind.

"I guess we'll find out soon." I commented as we started walking again. Emily nodded.

We stopped at our rooms and Emily looked at her watch. I raised an eyebrow questioningly. "6:20" She supplied.

I grimaced. Breakfast didn't even start here till 8am, and our first lecture for the day wasn't till 10. I usually didn't even get out of bed till 8:30.

Emily chuckled a little at the look on my face. She was more of an early bird, usually going for a run around campus before meeting me for breakfast…not that she'd been doing that these past couple of days. I couldn't blame her.

"Want to join me for a walk?" She offered, knowing that there was no way I'd take her up on a run…she'd tried.

I sighed, "Sure, give me…fifteen minutes?"

She nodded, "Sure, I've got to get ready too."

She was in her pyjamas too.

We split off into our own rooms to get ready, and I made sure to lock my door behind me.

I sat on the side of the bed, trying to decide if I'd be waking them up if I called Sam and Dean right now. Finally I decided that it wouldn't make any difference to call them when we got back. They couldn't get here any quicker anyway, and it wasn't like I actually had anything to tell them apart from the fact that another body had been found.

They could probably figure that out for themselves just from the pattern so far.

So instead I went and found a pair of jeans and a T shirt to get dressed. The fresh air would probably do us good anyway. And it would get us away from the chaos that I could still hear in the corridor.

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