Name: Zelda MacKenzie.<br/>Willpower: 11.<br/>Corruption:  0%<br/>Favor Points: None.<br/><br/>It all started a late Saturday morning in May, when nineteen-year-old art student Zelda decided to pay her friend Mary a visit.<br/><br/>Not that there was anything particular about this; after all, the two girls attended the same college (even though they didn't stuidy the same subjects) and lived in the same dorm -- so all Zelda really needed to do in order to get to where she was going was to cross the hallway and lightly knock on Mary's door.<br/><br/>And so she set out to do exactly that. Leaving her own room, wearing a light purple sweater and an ankle-length skirt -- as well as a headscarf with a psychedelic flower pattern (the outfit, combined with the fact that she was barefoot, did make her look a little like a hippie or flower child from the '60s), she moved on soft naked feet down the corridor to see if Mary was up yet.<br/><br/>"Mary?" she said, in a soft, melodious voice as she knocked on the door. "Are you awake?"