Aryn's lack of sleep was finally catching up with him. Somehow he zombied through the first half of the day's classes, making sure to take even more studious notes than usual, since he figured he wouldn't be retaining as much today. The lunchtime bell was a blessing, and he got out of that classroom as quick as he could.<br/><br/>Usually he'd have gone up to the roof to have his lunch, since the view quiets his mind, but since he was so out of it he figured he'd jog a few laps around the school. Exercise went a long ways towards waking someone up as long as it wasn't in excess, plus it would help him to learn the lay of the place a little better.<br/><br/>As he ran, he pondered just how little he had found out that morning.<em>'So far I've got nothing. Man, I don't even know where to start to be honest. I was hoping I'd find some kind of clues with a careful examination of the classroom... then again, it wasn't isolated to just the classroom was it? Still, something in common could have turned up... could still turn up. I just have to keep my eyes open and stay vigilant.'</em><br/><br/>As he was coming around the back of the school, he saw a woman standing to the right of the path, wearing a simple white dress with a few cherry blossoms in her hair. It took Aryn a moment to put together that there were no cherry trees on this side of the school, so cherry blossoms shouldn't be around. He slowed, looking around, seeing more of them floating through the air. He came to a stop some ways away from the woman. Something within him told him she was dangerous, terrified him in a way that the shadow in the classroom never could have. Still about twelve meters away he stood, when she turned to face him. As her right side became visible, he could notice that she was holding a long knife, the sort you might find in kitchens, and her entire side was covered in blood. She started walking towards him. Smiling. Smiling so warmly as she approached drenched in blood. Aryn couldn't move.<br/><br/>From behind him a familiar voice spoke up. "What's the matter? You're not afraid of demons but a woman with a knife appears and you can't do a thing? Pitiful really." Aryn turned around and saw his shadow was upright once again, taunting him.<br/><br/>Then the woman spoke. "Come now Aryn, I'll let you see your father." It was too much. He turned from the path and ran from them both, without a care for where he was or where he was going.