Cathrine sat down and sighed, leaning her chin on her hands as she looked at the other guests. She lifted a long strand of straight blonde hair out of her face and sat back in her chair. "It's a hoax. There's no way she's dead. And even if she is, it's not like they can make us stay." She sighed again and closed her eyes. She didn't feel like watching the panic, she didn't even know what she was doing here in the first place. The host was merely a friend of a friend of a friend, who wasn't even attending. She had only gotten an invitation in the mail. She guessed it was just random chance that her date cancelled on her, leaving her with nothing but this for the night.<i>Oh well. Could be worse.</i>