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Ace swirled the glass of amber liquid in his hand with a bored expression on his face. He couldn't believe the turn of events. Only a few weeks prior, he was living his life free and the way he had always wanted. Nobody was after him, and he knew some measure of peace. He knew it was too good to last, and, soon enough, his past caught up to him. The phone next to him vibrated on the bar top. Lazily he flipped it over and glanced down at the screen. All it said was his room number and the time for classes to begin. With a sigh, Ace paid for his drink, slipped on his coat and scarf, and stepped out of the bar. He hailed a cab and arrived at Blackwall High within minutes. Before heading up to get settled in at his room, Ace decided to explore the grounds. Much to his surprise, he found that most of the students had already gone to their rooms in the dorm. Naturally, he didn't know what to say if he found a student wandering around after curfew. Probably some half-ass speech before escorting them back to their room. Ace doubted that he would have even mentioned it to someone else. While he wandered about, he shuffled his deck of cards in one hand absentmindedly. He spotted a teenager out of the corner of his eye slipping into the dorm. A small sense of dread built up in his gut. Oh great. Just what I needed, Ace thought to himself. He circled the building, buying himself some time and enjoying the night air.