She told you not to go in. So you won't.

You resist the urge to enter, but it doesn't really slake your curiosity. "Busy? Are you O.K. in there? It's like... close to noon, you're usually up and about by now."

She doesn't respond right away, but after a long awkward pause she calls out to you. "Y-yeah. I guess so. Is the door unlocked?"

You're sharp enough to wait a moment and check the door. Even though you know it's unlocked. "Yeah, why?"

"I'm gonna regret this, but... come on in. I'll explain as best I can."

You push into Shannon's room, the first time you've ever been inside of it. Usually, if she needed to yell at you over something, she used a nearby office. She, like you, lives in a two-person room alone. Despite this, it isn't cluttered with stuff. You're not really surprised though, Shannon strikes you as Ms. Practical in every way.

"So, what's this you're explaining?" You get to the inner door and stare down at it. It's locked, you can tell just by looking at it.

"I'll be level with you. I need your help. Something... weird happened and I want you to help me get to the bottom of it."

"Weird?" you stoop over and peek through the keyhole. The dorm building is old and still has the old timey keyholes, made obsolete by deadbolts added later. You catch a glimpse of Shannon, sitting on her couch with a blanket draped over her and hugging two giant pillows. You stand back up and shrug. She's a little old for couch forts.

"Yeah... but I need to know if I can trust you. Can I?"