The school was a buzz with the word of the mysterious sickness that seemed to be spreading. Every one was trying to come to the conclusion of where this illness came from. Sick of listening to every one whispering ridiculous nonsense, Blake had left the Great hall at lunch time and walked through the Entrance hall and out the large doors. The sky was a dull gray color and there was a rather harsh wind blowing as she started to walk towards one of the court yard. Absentmindedly, she let her feet carry her to a deserted courtyard she had found one day while she was snooping around the grounds. She walked towards a large tree and sat down infront of it, and leaned her back against its large trunk. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head back, and was unable to hear the foot steps of a person that was slowly getting closer to her.