"Good morning, class," The professor began as soon as Lawrence showed. "My name is Professor Salini," as he introduced himself to the class he slithered out from behind his desk, literally, to begin writing on the blackboard. As soon as the professor's lower half became visible, it took every bit of strength within Lori not to scream. A small squeak managed to escape as a long scaly tail crawled passed her. She slapped her hand to her mouth, her eyes widening even further if that was even possible. The green and white scales glistened in the light that hung above the board, glittering as it wriggled, pushing the professor further along the board as he wrote. If she were into snake people, she'd find the sight beautiful, but she was too terrified to truly appreciate what was in front of her. All she could think of was how all the monsters in this class would kill her, or eat her. She swallowed and closed her eyes again, her hands gripping the sides of her seat until her knuckles were white, repeating the same mantra to herself under her breath, "It's all a dream. It's all a dream. It's not real. It's not real." But she knew it had to be real. Even in her wildest imaginations would she never box herself in without an escape like she was now. With the professor on one side of her, and Lawrence on the other side, and the whole class just looking at her and the professor, what could she do but sit there and hope and pray that she survives whatever plans they have in store for her.<br/><br/>Focusing on her words, she almost didn't hear the next words the professor uttered as soon as he finished writing. "And welcome to Human Sexual Education 101: Anatomy." Lori's eyes shot open, her heart stopped, and her face went almost as white as Lawrence's. "WHAT!?" she blurted out before she could stop herself. Her body immediately began to visibly quake, despite the whole class in front of her laughing at her reaction, fearing the consequences of the small outburst.<br/><br/>Her quaking quickly stopped as her body stiffened when she felt a slender hand rest on her shoulder and a gravelly laugh come from behind her. "Class, I'd like to also introduce you to the newest addition to our student body, Lori Hathway. Our school saw an uptick in budget and administration decided to help us out. Thus, Ms. Hathway here very generously volunteered herself to aide in our program. In exchange we are allowing her to attend the university and further her own education.. Please treat her as you would any of your other peers here, and, most imprtantly, be gentle. She is a real live human. Can't have her breaking before the end of the semester!" Lori could cry right then as the professor laughed again, garnering more laughter from the students. She didn't though, her eyes closed again, and as the professor slithered away, releasing her from his cold-blooded touch, her body began to shake once more. All her body wanted to do was to curl up in a ball and wish it all away. Anatomy...what were they going to do? Cut her open? Poke at her insides? How could they hope to keep her alive by the end of the semester if this was to be her fate? They had to be insane. This whole institution was insane.<br/><br/>As the professor droned on behind her, the time slowly ticking by, Lori's body began to calm down in its shivers. Her heart rate was still higher than normal, and she took care to not look at any single person in particular, but a voice next to her called for her attention. A number of small eyes, not attached to any face, were staring right at her. They belonged to the TA, the one who introduced himself as Lawrence. How such a mundane name could belong to such a frightening creature was beyond her comprehension. Her mind almost couldn't process what he was saying, but she managed to catch the bit about Barbara. She pictured a group of monsters poking and prodding a CPR dummy as if it were the prime example of a human being. She shook her head, of course the prime example of a human would be an actual live human. But why her? Why here? She managed a small smile in his direction, a terrified one at that, hoping that if she just played along they would be as 'gentle' as the professor claimed. A quiet and weak laugh managed to escape her lips before she focused her attention back to the floor.<br/><br/>The class ended rather uneventfully. Being the first day, the only thing touched on was the course's syllabus for the semester: rubric for grading, various tests and assignments, and the specific topics of discussion. Perhaps if Lori paid attention, she would know exactly what they were going to talk about in that class, but she spent the entire hour playing through all the different scenarios she could find herself in her head. It was only until the first student began packing their things back up did she rejoin the living. She elected to stay sitting right where she was, wanting everybody else to leave the room before she dared to move. Whether or not she would get the opening to escape. however, remained to be seen as the professor seemed to not be in near as much of a rush to go anywhere as the students were. She then began to fear being alone with the naga and what the large snake man would do to her without prying eyes. A chill ran up her spine as a few images ran through her head. Some were gory, others were....her cheeks turned a strange shade of pink amongst the pale white of her face. Glancing at the professor who seemed to pay no mind, she began debating what the best course of action was. All she knew was that she wanted to leave this room, but not in such close proximity of so many monsters. She needed to see the dean and talk to him. There must have been a mistake. Or at the very least she could talk to Hugh. He was clearly human, so he could probably help her sort this whole mess out and explain what was going on. Surely escape didn't seem to be an option. Not on her own, at least.<br/><br/>Her eyes started to wander toward the TA, the multiple eyed tentacle plant monster thing...she had no idea what he was, but he was clearly the most nightmare-fueling of the whole bunch. Maybe once he left she could take a chance to head out as well, even if there were still a few students straggling behind. At least they were instructed to be 'gentle' with her, whatever that could mean, but it had to be better than what she imagined. The professor and TA were given no such instruction, at least not that she had witnessed.