[Broken Muse]

Theresa glanced up from her work and frowned. It was rather late and she had not realized she had been working so long. Standing up, Theresa stretched causing her legs to groan, she had not moved from the library for several hours having been so wrapped up in her own little world. She was just glad no one had thought to check on her because only half of her work was innocent, the other half being the hacking into the college database for some people. The computer gave out a soft ding signaling incoming mail and breaking Theresa out of her reverie. She sat back down to check it and immediately noticed that there was no IP address for where the mail originated. Ignoring this Theresa opened the email and not terribly surprised to see no message; she was, however, surprised at the blinding light that swallowed her up.