Having seen her pass by my dorm again, I figured it can't be a coincidence. We live on separate sides of the university, and we happen to catch eyes every time she does, or she's making sure we do. I'm just a simple man nothing special, working on homework and playing games she's a green eyed, tan skin reach beauty- what would she want with me? Still I must find out.

Sneaking to the ajar door, I step into the hallway and look down both sides. To the right I see nothing, to the left I see a door shut. I could try going right as I think that's where I saw her go, but logic tells me otherwise.

Heading to the recently slammed door, I see the whiteboard is crooked that reads "1 am, you know who you are". A matrimonial event and my life will change. One in the morning will be the time then.

Sitting at my desk back in my room, staring at the computer unable to work I glance at my door multiple times. Writing an essay on French history and every fact is a reminder "Starting in the early 16th century, much of France's military efforts were dedicated to securing its overseas possessions ranging from green eyed dolls to mid 20 aged" a sound cuts off my reading as someone runs past my closed door.

"Only the old hallways, no need to be frantic, boy"

Glancing at the clock it reads an ever slow 11:46, the time can not pass quick enough, and yet continue I read, "France has also been instrumental in attempting to unite the armed force of Europe for their own defense in order to both balance the power of Russia and to lessen European military dependence on the United States. For example, France would send out bombardments of military personal to preform on ground duties from clearing living areas to eliminating treats, to train these soldiers to our weight their need from allied countries. Over the raise of German Nazi Social orders, many would be sent to help those In need and eliminate the threats and slow and foreseen problems." Jolting awake at my desk, my door has been slammed closed causing an echo through the hallway. I am then reminded of the whiteboard note and read the time 1:26 am.

Sprinting to my door, I throw it open and book it down the hall to the previous memory of the shut entranced the pathway.

Upon seeing the same whiteboard I notice a different, message and mutter "you have till 1:20" written in apparent different handwriting, maybe she was trying to be fast about it? Feeling remorse and lost, I have no option but try my chances anyway as what's three minutes?

Slowing turning the knob to the dorm room, the creaking echoes and the hallway silence is broke once again in the darkness. Inside I see a dimly lit hallway with all doors shut with the only light coming from the underside of one slit.

Knocking on the door I don't hear a response, maybe this isn't what I should do? Maybe I should just leave and forget about all this. But what if the girl is there? What if I just get this one, oh please let it be so.

This door opens much easier than the first but as I step into the room the fest door slams shut, creating an ear breaking, echoing noise like I have never heard. Quickly turning around, I don't notice anyone in here with me which I have to admit is a blessing.

Upon further inspection of the new room it seems there are candles that are lighting every corner, but ever so. Shadows that are present are only just so different enough to barley make out how messy the room is. Looking at the bed I see the nice deep red satin sheets, that have once been tossed and turned sitting still now ever so peacefully on top a body that can only belong to the one I search for.

I slowly make my way from the door towards the bed, when I see the sheets fly up as I feel a plastic bag cover my head and everything goes black.