Shri was wandering through the hallways on her way to her final class of the day. She was weary and had been drifting off through most of her classes that day.<br/><br/>Shri was approximately four months pregnant with an unknown father that she remembered nothing of. All Shri remembered was the fact that the child was supposed to be a savior or something to the world. She could have laughed.<br/><br/>Her notes were getting a bit sloppy and she was drifting in and out of consciousness that threatened to ruin her college career. Shri knew what she wanted to be: A teacher who taught about mythology. Greek, Roman, Norse, and many others. She wanted to be fairly well-rounded in that sense. It was almost five minutes to the end of class, and Shri was getting rather impatient. When the school bell rang, Shri almost bolted out the door. As she headed to her apartment for a bite to eat, Shri began to notice something a little peculiar looming in the heavens. She knew she needed to get back to her apartment before anything would happen, but Shri had an eerie feeling crawling up her spine as she made it to her door and rushed into the spacious living room.