There is something entirely unique about the University experience.  The first few years a person can grow and change in ways they would have never guessed, mostly because no one is ever quite prepared for the experience of being on their own for the first time with such heavy expectations of success.  For the first time an individual is placed in a fertile environment for natural unguided growth in intellect and primal desire.  Many, at first, find that they really need to work at a social life, and none of their old methods from high school apply in a college environment.  Slowly, but surely, they find others around them are in the same metaphorical boat, and groups are formed not so much on personality compliments and mutual interest, but rather mutual need.  To put it bluntly, college students are god damn poor.  Its not uncommon for bored and lonely student to come together for what they once had abandoned as, "Kid Stuff," and have regular game nights.  The students of Der Rabe Commons were no exception.  As an off campus apartment complex that students in the normal dorms considered a luxurious privilege, Der Rabe Commons was little more than a low income dump.  Its one saving grace was the Game Room located on the roof.<br/><br/>The Game Room of Der Rabe Commons did not actually start out as a common room, but as a small temple.  The original inhabitants of Der Rabe, long ago forgotten, had stripped the temple of its relics when they were forced from the area, leaving only a solid stone room with obsidian columns and abstract avian totems made of flint.  The owner of Der Rabe had originally hoped to turn the roof temple into a penthouse of sorts, only to have every contractor he consulted tell him that no amount of modification and renovation would allow the structure to remain intact and provide the living necessities of electricity, water, and environmental control.  Reluctantly, the owner had decided the roof facility would be marketed as a privilege common room that students paid a monthly access fee to use.<br/><br/>And use it they did.  On an autumn day such as this, they had already brought out the candles and lamps and blankets required for a late night of socializing thirteen stories above the leaf covered earth.  One industrious youth had even thought to splurge on several long electrical extension cords and run them through the open barred windows.  Space heaters in the four corners of the room made for cozy evening despite it being just one week to November.<br/><br/>Chatting, reading, or just staring off into space, the members of Der Rabe that regularly met for Game Night sat waiting for their last member to show up.  It wasn't uncommon for the last person to show up to be the person who was tasked with finding a new game for the upcoming month.  The group had been meeting since the start of the school year, and already had gone through most every common game found in the average toy store.  They had now resorted to novelty shops, the dreaded comic shop and its inflated prices, and even yard sales.  Today found Jack wandering through old town two blocks from Der Rabe without a hope of finding a new game.  His last chance was in the magic shop across the street called, rather appropriately,<em>Nevermore</em>.