Hurrying up the stairs of Beckwith Hall Michelle glanced upwards at the sculpted head peering out over the campus. A recurring thought ran through her cluttered mind.”I’ve seen that face somewhere. I know I have. But where?”
The heavy door slammed behind her, as Michelle began wending her way down the crowded corridor. Surrounded on all sides by the droning of voices, her thoughts were lost in the din.
Scrambling for a seat in Greek Mythology, Michelle plopped into the first one available. Taking a deep breath, she turned and saw that face staring into hers.