Zowie's imagination was running away with her again, while she was looking outside she imagined that she saw a man dragging things across the lawn in the twilight. Of course maybe it was just the creepy orderly, who knew but it was so much fun to imagine it was a serial killer hiding on the island. Maybe this place would turn into one big horror movie. She grinned at the thought and then remembered only virgins seemed to make it through to the end. She frowned and then shrugged, always a first time for everything, including the slut to live to the end.
The shirt, which she assumed must be the vamp-boy's because of the size was covering her entire back, she hadn't slid it off yet, mostly because up this hall it was a bit chilly. She reached up and pushed it off of one shoulder, she honestly hated wearing clothing but it was kind of cold. She had been told over and over she needed to keep her clothes on, but no reason had been good enough for her and were they really going to punish her harshly just for being naked?
When Zowie heard her name in a voice she didn't recognize, she spun around, shirt swirling out from her. When she saw that the man looked like a doctor type she swore under her breath and pulled the shirt closed wrapping her arms around her waist. "Who are you?" She asked sharply, just staring at the man with wide brown eyes, startled by how attractive he was...maybe she would get to play with him too.