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dead soul: a limp figure with a slash going through it's chest crawled out of the ground in front of them.

Blaire was in her dorm, alone, considering her dorm mate had left. She wouldn't particularly miss the girl, and she didn't mind being alone.

he sat alone in the mess hall, eating in silence.

Tucker looks at it. "Holy ****!"
"Tucker! Language!" Caboose scoffs.
"Who is that?" Washington says with no emotion in his voice.
Grif shrugs. "Probably some homeless dude."

dead soul: it's hands alighted with fire.

"Welp! Not a homeless dude!" Simmons says and gets into a battle stance. Everyone does the same.
"Who the hell are you?!" Church says.

dead soul: it didn't talk back, and it shot a blast of fire at them.

Everyone jumps out of the way, and Simmons jumps up and plants his foot hard into the back of the creatures head.
Washington kicks it in the side with his hands in his pockets.
Grif gets on his knees and punches the creature in the head with immense force.

dead soul: it's head came clean off, and it turned into a blue wisp, floating into a nearby tree.

Adi sighed. She opened the door and saw her new dorm mate. She ignored that she was there and walked in. She put her book in a drawer. She then sat on her bed. Chandler flew down to her shoulder.

Linghun: he sat in the tree. "dammit!" he said under his breath.

"Decided you didn't like Canniboli?" She asked her without looking.
((I'm making myself stay but not too long))

"It really wasn't a homeless dude." Simmons says.
Grif stands. "That was too easy."

Adi looked at her.”What do you mean?” She asked.