Ed Carver was befuddled by the entity in his room. The figure that was little more than a black mist, lacking any real figures aside from being in a vaguely humanoid form was buzzing around his room. Ed knew who the creature was, but not why it decided to drop in at this hour. “Get outta here,” Ed said. “It’s too early for this shit.” As the entity did not dissipate, Ed decided it was cause for more serious actions to be taken. “Don’t make me do it.” Ed Carver began to twist and flex his fingers. As the dark figure continued to flutter around the room, Ed sighed. “You can come back tonight when everyone else is here.” Ed slammed his hands together and the figure vanished.<br/><br/>Ed slumped on his bed just in time to hear the door open. He turned and saw a young woman enter. He remembered the Dean saying he would get a new roommate.<br/>He stood up and evaluated her. She didn’t seem to have outward sign of mysticism. Her aura felt normal.<br/>He looked around the room. It was bigger than the external architecture would let on. A logical mind would argue he probably knocked walls down with the empty adjacent dorms for a bigger room. However, this wasn’t a logical place. “Ok,” he began as he took a step toward her trying to get a read on her. “My first rule is that I don’t sleep with my roommate for the first semester.” He said as he extended a hand. “Name’s Ex Carver.”