“St. Eustachius, Patron Saint of Hunters, pray for me, give me strength, make me stealthy, give me a steady hand, and help me to bring down my prey. Help me find SOME way to trap Dusten.” The answer to my petition came in the form of two desk workers, Katie Barr and Mike Marshall. This account deserves an explanation.

Finding out that Dusten was my next target was a little like when the prof tells you that you need a 99% on the final to get an A. However, due to a little deception I found Dusten awaiting his target in the foyer (a target that would never arrive). He was dressed in black (menacing scarf and all) as if to point out that he was the “bad guy” in this attack. Carefully I spun a web of deception in front of his eyes, making it appear that I thought I personally was his target (thus implying I didn’t have him). I waited for him to slip under the guise that I was waiting for my study partner. Sure enough he stepped two feet outside the door. Like a flash I stepped out, slamming the door behind me and stuck him while he was still looking into the darkness. I would pay money for a video tape of his reaction thereafter.

Dusten, I’m sorry for the sleep that you lost that night (true story actually), and I commend you on a valiant game. Oh yeah, you should get out more (I realized during this mission that you really don’t leave…). Nice job Dusten!