<br/>Name:Alice  Sheapored<br/>Character Type: Indoctrinated<br/><br/>Physical Description and/or image:<br/>http://fav.me/d16sew3 (http://fav.me/d16sew3)<br/>Alice stands only at 5 foot, and has a skinny build.  She tends to wear casual clothing usually thrown together as if she didn't care what she looked like. She has brown eyes and medium length brown hair.<br/>Sex:Female<br/>Sexual Preferences: heterosexual.<br/>Skills: 1) interrogating. Alice was a journalist and held many interviews with high profile people. She knows just what questions to ask, and what just to say.<br/>2)Hand to hand-  Alice has been going to self defense school since he encounter with the supernatural and has learned a little about fighting with her hands<br/>3) Writting- Alice has been writting for a living for a long time.<br/>Backstory: Alice is 25. She had a child at the age of 20, but had not had that much time to spend with him. Being a singel mom she spent a lot of her time persuing her career goals as a journalist and writer trying to keep her kid living in comfort and giving him anything he could want. That was why she was so excited when she got a week vacation to go camping with her son. It was her chance to get reconnected with her kid.At first things were going good. She spent her days swimming and playing with her son.<br/><br/>Then one night in their tent Alice was awaken to a chilling howling noise. She sat up and saw shadows pacing outside her tent. She pulled her sleeping son into her lap, and watched as the shadows drew closer and the howls grew louder. She was a bit scared, but was certain that whatever beast it was could not get into the tent. That was where she was wrong. With a loud rip something dog like broke his way into the tent, and bite into her child's leg. She tried to keep a good hold on her son, and screamed and yelled at the dog to scare it away. The dog thing ripped her son out of her hands and ran off with his body. Alice ran after him, but lost the dog thing.<br/><br/>She called the cops, but no one believed her story.  There was a search party, but her son was never found. They said that he must have got up in the middle of the night and took a swim, and the river pushed his body off somewhere. Alice began to believe that story, and the dog thing she saw must have just been a nightmare. She spent a lot of time and money on a councilor trying to make herself be live that lie.<br/>She has buried herself even deeper into her job, and convinced herself there is no such thing as monsters.  Though in the back of her mind there is a lot of doubt. The monster in her nightmare she cc an remember just as clearly today. She can never look at anything the same again.<br/>