3rd floor (just before the moon rises)
Bran was so furious that he completely forgot tonight was the full moon, the event the entire building had been buzzing over for weeks. First it was that annoyance of a woman from 1002, who thought far too highly of herself for his liking. She barely even impressed him, never mind scared him - and then there was that other person who had e-mailed him. Whoever it was had an ulterior motive, that much he knew - all that 'just wanting to talk because you're interesting' bullshit might have worked on an idiot, but he didn't believe it for a minute.
So he was headed to the catacombs, the only place where we could find solitude away from all these people. He wore a baseball cap and a baggy hoodie, his usual ensemble when he didn't want anyone to notice him aside from a customary brief glance.