<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br/><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Sorcery 101<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Basement<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Lakresha, Riley, Olivia, Angel<hr/><br/>The adrenaline spike was starting to fade, but Suzanne still had a ways to go on the downslope.  "There was a staircase near the front of the house!" she announced, waving an arm in the broad direction they'd come from -- or at least, the direction she vaguely remembers they'd came from, the mad dash from the laboratory having scrambled her direction sense pretty thoroughly.  "We were looking for stuff for the scavenger hunt, but then we found the huggy squeezy robot thing -- it was in sleep mode or something, I guess, because it wasn't active when I first found it but it spun up pretty quickly and we started running --"<br/><br/>She pauses only long enough to draw a breath, then continues: "The basement must be full of personal labs and stuff like that, there's no way this thing was just hanging around, unless --"<br/><br/>Then, something hits Suzanne like a truck, and her eyes go wide.  "I think we just broke someone's occultech class project," she says, dismayed.  "You're right, we should probably let them know what we did.  I don't want to start my relationship with this place off by lying to them about breaking things..."