Inside the dorm was a tall black man with bloody gauze over one eye and half his face, squinting into the sudden light. He was walking out of the main hallway wearing jeans, a football jersey and a leather jacket, carrying a bulging plastic garbage bag over one shoulder, and the other hand held a baseball bat. He stared at her until his eyes adjusted, holding the bat up in front of him.<br/><br/>"...you're not Kathy," he said. "Who are you? Where'd you come from?"