There was no one in sight. It had become late and everyone was sure to be in their rooms. He was walking down the corridor of the second floor, hoping someone would be able to tell him what he could do about all the damage. He still felt bad for doing that to who ever lived next to him. At the other side of the hall he saw Sarah and the winged girl climb the flight of stairs leading to the third floor. Enix started to follow,<em>Sarah's been here for a while, I'm sure she can tell me who I can talk to about this all.</em>He started down the hall. As he was walking he heard something that was...disconcerting. It was a slight sound, it was coming from the Infirmary. Sounded like someone could be crying. Hard to really make out, the curiosity got the better of him. Enix softly knocked on the door, he just wanted to make sure everything was fine. He didn't even know anyone would be in the Infirmary so early in the year. It was quiet again, he was about to leave when it came again. Enix slowly opened the door and peeked his head in. The room was dark. He could hardly make anything out. There was a row of about five beds, the lights were off aside from the ones coming from the head board lights on the beds. There was one occupant, so it seemed. He noticed the girl from that morning. She was teasing the guy who gave him his room number<em>...uhh....Lucas, I think it was.</em>She was laying on the bed furthest to the door, wearing a medical robe. She was squirming and writhing in the bed, mumbling softly in her sleep. The lights on the bed were dim and it was hard to make out the terrible splotches of discolored spots covering her body until he came a bit closer.<br/><br/>She didn't look too good. It was apparent that she would need some sort of help.<br/>"I'll be right back, I'm going to try and find someone." Enix whispered softly as if she could hear him through her deep sleep.