Infuntration
Cascadia University was a busy place, Always crawling with students and teachers and mentors of all kinds and shapes. There was only minimal campus security and the campus itself was luxuriously outfitted, with an attached spa, pool, and recreation rooms. It was a normal Tuesday morning in all respects, and a stream of students entered the building, packing the front hall of the building before spreading out in to the many, many other rooms that made up the building. In the midst of this...