Jaylee decides on visiting Demaitre University. She wonders the long dark corridors by night, only a few students left here as many had already settled in their lecture rooms for their classes. She thinks that she would enrol but she knows that there is nothing left to learn that could be taught by a professor of sorts, nevertheless she visits admissions to check out the list of night classes available. She finds nothing of interest and her attention is drawn away from the notice board in front of her. She feels the familiar sensation of one of her kind in the area, somewhere close definately in the building. She turns quickly and notices a flare of red disappear round a corner. She persues, maybe it was the owner of the voice that spoke to her in her head.
