<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br/><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18/Freshman<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Alchemy<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Basement, Running for her Life<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Suzanne, OPEN<br/><hr/><br/>Olivia didn't need any encouragement. And though she wasn't the athletic type by any means, it was amazing what a bit of mortal danger could accomplish in terms of motivation. So she easily kept up, following as Suzanne led her by the hand. She really had no idea where they were going, and she suspected the same of her partner, but, considering the preternatural speed with which the mannequin pursued them, she wasn't really worried about that at the moment. They passed into a room, presumably the chem lab from all the beakers and flasks around them, and she was quick to lock the door.<br/><br/>Not that it helped all that much. Soon there was a thunderous banging on the door, and splinters began to fly. "Quickly! In here!" She pulled Suzanne into another doorway, pulling and locking the door shut. Unfortunately, there wasn't much further from there as it happened to be a dark, cramped, supply closet, but if she could manage to keep her belabored breathing under control, maybe the monstrosity wouldn't find them.