<div class="floatright">(http://katidamo.wikispaces.com/file/view/Angelia+Normal.JPG)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Angie Hart<br/><strong>Current Location: </strong>Football Field<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Anyone, Everyone<br/><br/>Angie slowly walked among the sea of people. Despite last night's horrific scene, most of the campus seemed to be going on with life as if things were business as usual. Once she'd returned to her apartment last night, she found the half remembered book that her father used to read to her. It's hero's ability to create a weapon out of nowhere bore a striking resemblance to what she'd witnessed that student accomplish on the beach before turning to ash. If those stories somehow turned out to be true, and he had been the one person able to defend them against the monsters, well then, maybe they were doomed now.<br/><br/>She moved among the crowds feeling like a drifting lost spirit. There was a stage set up on the 50 yard line, and on it chairs were lined up for the faculty. Most of the faculty was milling around just offstage, networking, making small talk, and otherwise seemingly oblivious to last night's events. Angie kept an eye out for Ms. Knight hoping that she'd get a chance to talk to her. The cryptic conversation yesterday and then the 'monsters' at the beach weighed heavy in her thoughts. There was something Joanna wasn't telling them. Would it be made clear at the matriculation ceremony?<br/><br/>