“'Cause I don't need anyone, I don't need anyone, I just need everyone and then some...” The lyrics flow from her lips, voice reverberating off the walls of the Akalin Arts Studio, and into the empty halls. It’s far too late for the semi-new establishment to be open and yet the current owner sits alone in the empty Studio writing a new song. She’s lost in her own world, so much so that she barely hears when the door opens, signalling someone has arrived after hours. She jumps hearing the old door slam shut behind the person, a norm throughout the door given the weight of it but not it only sounds terribly loud and frightening. Slowly Jayson stands, searching the halls for any shadows before mustering up enough courage to speak up. “Hello?” She calls out loudly, gripping her pen tightly as a makeshift weapon for the time being.