8:00 pm
MOOD: Psyched! Psyched! Psyched!
MUSIC: You are the Lord, the Famous One (In Kwon's Room)

EDITOR'S NOTE: Ferrin One, the Wood Cowboys, and representatives from Fulton have ranched together in a solid killer treaty, bent on destroying the supposed Rider attackers of Wood Hall, an attack which supposedly has been overheard from second hand conversation.

Hello, This is Shuffles, shortly before the incident, on In Kwon's laptop. How I got into this mess, i have no idea, but i definitely have no regrets. As i type this, rumors are floating around about alleged people "coming across the quad, they're coming, get ready, everyone get ready." So the rest of this story will be written post-incident, This oughtta be good. I oughtta be going.

8:15 pm

Phil came in. We were all waiting, Ferrin One and Wood 1 East. And the sound was called. We rushed him from all sides. He gave up a magnificent, but fruitless struggle. We bound him hand and foot with duct tape.

He denied the rumors of a planned Rider attack on Wood. We called them, and minutes later, a few of them who were hanging out in their dorm, when they deduced that their leader was captured, ran to the rescue.

8:30 pm

Josh, Joe and Tim were among the victims. Two were snagged straight in the hall, and one was taken down at the last minute while running to the exit. Mobs of our Ferrin and Wood men made any escape impossible for our unfortunate POWs.

Duct Tape flew, and Phil escaped from his bonds at one point. He wreaked havoc on our efforts. In this one guys room he was going nuts, and Joe was like an animal, we were fearing for out lives.. Josh was civil about it all though, that was cool of him.

finally after some broken glass, it ended. No one was hurt, really, but boy that was the best, man you shoulda been there! Maybe you have been there. In which case good work man, thanks for all the help. Always remember this day. And if you are a Rider boy, hey, we still love you guys, come on over visit Ferrin one day (he he he). We know how to treat guests right!

Peace, Out