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Searching for Emma is normally a simple task in the Cathedral; she frequents the infirmary and her dorm room. Today she's in neither. After two hours of searching through the upstairs, first floor dorms and offices, the Gathering, Sanctuary, and courtyard, you cannot locate her. No one has seen her since well before you started looking.

You head into the Chapel—the last place to look before searching outside. Old, worn, and dusty, the Chapel holds four rows of pews, a central altar, tall statues and stained glass windows. The room is still covered in purple banners with gold lettering honoring Corpus Christi - the Celebration of the Body and Blood. As you step into the tiny old church, cold air drifts across your body causing an immediate shiver.

A bright glow from the corner of the room catches your eye, and the door swings shut behind. Standing at a row of lit prayer candles is Emma with her back to you. Her long, black hair hangs over a polka-dot dress, and she lifts a flame to each votive candle and sings a familiar song.

Frere Jacques, frere Jacques,

Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?

Sonnez les matines. Sonnez les matines.

Din, dan, don. Din, dan, don.

You stand in the center of the room and listen to the soft, sweet voice spreading through the chapel.