Lori sat there glancing around the room when suddenly her scanning stopped and her smile slowly faded. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the student with the ram horns stand from his desk, the one who had been staring at her. He certainly was very handsome, despite the head accessory, but something didn’t seem quite right about him. She turned to him, opening her mouth to say something, but no words could escape. Before long, a strange demonic chanting filled her ears. Was that coming from him?<br/><br/>Before she could observe any further, she felt something slither up her body. Lori froze in fright as the snake coiled around her, it’s tongue flicking as it moved over her. Her whole body tensed and her breathing quickened. She looked up, to try and catch her friends’ attentions, wanting to yell to them to help her, but they couldn’t hear her, and she couldn’t say anything. Then her vision was blocked and she couldn’t see them at all anymore. In their place, right in front of her, was the ram-horned guy. She sat straight in her chair, leaning back trying to sink into it as he towered over her, their eyes locked. She could barely make sense of his words through the haze of fear, but...was that an insult? Seriously?! With this snake trying to squeeze her he’s just going to stand there and belittle her?<br/><br/>Her eyes shot down towards her body, trying to get him to notice the snake around her as well, but it was gone. Her brows knit together in confusion as she noticed a pair of hands had replaced the spot where the snake had been. Her head shot back up again only to find he was gone. He was behind her. It was her hands holding her. She could feel his breath on her ear, sending chills up her spine, and the flick of his tongue causing her to shiver in terror, her heart palpitating inconsistently throughout.<br/><br/>Jake Kinman. She turned to look at him, wanting so hard to get away from him, but his glowing red eyes kept her in place. Why would she learn to know him so well? What was he getting at? Then his tongue flicked again, catching her upper lip, and she nearly jumped from her seat.<br/><br/>Actually, she did just that. Like a cat surprised by a cucumber, she leaped a number of feet into the air with a yelp before falling onto her ass on the floor just next to her chair. Her head shook from shock as she looked around. Jake was gone. There was nobody there. Out of breath she quickly scrambled back to her seat and scanned the room again, until her eyes fell upon his crimson ones once again. He sat there like nothing had happened, but his devilish grin still stayed. Observing the rest of the class, nobody seemed to be staring at him, just questioningly, some laughing, at her strange behavior, jumping out of her seat. Her cheeks turned a deep shade of pink in embarrassment. Apparently, to them, nothing had happened. She had just been sitting there quietly. During that episode. her expression was similar to the trance that Professor Dragul had put her in last class, but not as obvious. It looked more as if she were simply staring into space. Then, with only the passing of a few seconds, and seemingly no reason at all, she had fallen quite dramatically in front of the whole class.<br/><br/>In her chair, her hands grabbed at the sides of her seat, her legs pressed together as she hunched over and avoided eye contact with everybody from this point, trying to hide in her humiliation, but in her low cut shirt and short skirt, there wasn’t much success in that endeavor. She wished she had been in her bed, hiding under her blanket. Of course she was dreaming. It made the most sense. He was the last person she looked at so he was most prevalent in her mind. And the snake clearly represented professor Salini. He made the most positive impression on her so far in regards to the teachers here and she simply missed his class, wanting to give it a second chance after her ridiculous behavior in it the last time. That was all. Who knows if that guy’s name is even Jake Kinman. It was probably just a made up name that her mind manifested. That’s. All.<br/><br/>As she sat there rationalizing what had just happened, interpreting the dream as something from her daily life, the door to the classroom swung open and hit the wall with a loud bang. In the doorway stood a tall, hulking, manbeast. His horns touched the ceiling, forcing him to hunch over. As he walked on powerful hoofed legs, he would let out huffs of hollow sounding breaths through his large nostrils at the end of his snout. His voice was deep and gravelly, and seemingly strained as he spoke with a hint of anger behind his words. Though, why he would be angry, Lori couldn’t gather. As he reached his desk and slammed down the stacks of papers he had with him, he turned to the class and spoke, “Welcome to HSE 401: Advanced Activities for the Intense. Take your seats and we’ll get started.”