( after the feeling of paranoia consumes cassie and she finds that she has absolutely nothing to defend herself with magic-wise (except a growing migraine from straining in an attempt to use her magic), she stumbles out into the hallway in a completely ungraceful manner. she pretty much faceplants after catching her leg on the suitcase. she's pretty close to a panic at this point, but she grabs it and starts to head toward the place where the other random people are going. in an emergency, you follow the flow of traffic. right? right?! where the hell is she, and where's diana??? WHERE IS EVERYONE??? she's basically flipping her shit, sorry to anyone who meets her at this point. )

( she takes her room key and heads up to her floor, but she's pretty leery of the entire situation. when she opens her room up, she props it open with her suitcase. she doesn't trust that the door won't slam and trap her in - which it might very well do anyway, but whatever - so she doesn't want to leave that unnecessary risk ripe for the picking. cassie is basically slamming all sorts of shit around in her room, drawers, anything, trying to find a clue or a hint as to why in the hell she's here. then, once the room proves to be bare of any information, she sits her ass right down on the floor by the door to keep it open as she opens and starts to empty the disturbingly personal contents of the suitcase.

also, there's a broomstick leaning in the corner just inside the door. extremely obvious. and extremely unfunny. )