Rita, a journalism major

Rita worked for the campus paper. She had found the large number of student drop outs suspicious. She had investigated a few of the cases to find that the students had never made it home and that the campus had never notified the police. They denied everything. Rita vowed to get to the bottom of it. So it was the she was watching when Megan was **** late one night from her dorm room.

Four scantily clad women entered the dorm at 3:45 a.m. Rita was also an RA and had taken the late night shift at the dorms front desk. Rita knew college girls weren't exactly known for their virtue and chaste behavior, but this was ridiculous. They were all tottering in painful looking heels, and while their clothes looked normal enough for slutty college girls, they seemed to be...shiny. Rita couldn't be sure in the low light.

"Late night girls?" Rita asked with a raised eyebrow. They tittered in response, clocking onward in their heels towards the elevator. Rita watched what floor the elevator stopped on, but decided to stay where she was.

"Different strokes for different folks, I guess" she said to herself, going back to her text book. Some time later the elevator returned and the girls clocked back out, plus one. In the light from the elevator Rita could see that their clothes were definitely latex. The new girl was one Rita recognized. A pretty redhead from her floor named Megan. She looked wasted.

"She looks like she should be sleeping it off, not going out" Rita commented as they passed.

"We're taking her back to her dorm" one of the scantily clad girls responded with a smile. Rita paused, considering her response. She knew that was a lie, but what if these strange girls were somehow connected to the disappearances?

"...Good. Looks like she could use it."

Rita went back to her text book, hoping they bought it.