now this is a story! it all started in the caf at lunch today. i was eating my lunch when my victim walked by. i followed him out but didn’t realize that he would sprint back to the dorm as he stepped outdoors. by the time i was outside i couldn’t even see him. i realized i was going to have to try something different. from a tip i received, i waited for him to come to class. this led to no avail… until… dun dun dun! a little birdie told me that he was in the gym playing soccer. naturally, i grabbed some accomplices and walkie talkies, and staked out the land. we waited for about 30 min. until he finally came out. but instead of walking to his dorm, he got a ride to the lower caf. i walkie talkied paul foth and we sprinted over there. i ran into douglas lounge, and he went into the lower caf. With walkie talkie technology, I found out that I had been discovered, and that my victim was taking the upper douglas lounge route. I gracefully and swiftly scaled the stairs into the upper douglas lounge and entered the 4&5 upper hallway. I waited there patiently until I heard the message that my victim was coming! My heart pounding and my breathing short, I waited in aticipation of the blood I would shed. Ian’s bodyguard opened the door to where I was standing and he saw me! I knew it was over. Until I realized that 2&3 upperers were forcing him into the lounge! He was forced right into my awaiting water bottle. The blood flowed. Amen to teamwork and patience! A mighty warrior has fallen today…