The Campus Incident

'I'm pretty out of shape aren't I?' thinks James, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead as his fingers shakily grab a towel from the plastic rack at the side of the track he was running on, a crisp breeze flowing refreshingly over his body.

James' lanky body cast a tall shadow over the track, his black hair glistening with sweat from the run he'd just completed - 5 kilometres in total - and his slightly unkempt stubble also clearly moistened by the beads rolling down his face.

"Yo, speccy nerd, how's it hanging?" yells a familiar voice from across the field, exactly 10 metres away, clearly shown by the worn track-and-field paint glowing slightly in the late afternoon sun. Backing up the well-spoken voice was an equally well dressed young man - white shirt loosely hanging off of his tall frame, dark blue skinny jeans, and a pair of brown suede Chelsea boots accentuating his platinum blonde hair and emerald green eyes. "Not bad, you?" replies James, a grin hanging on his face as he slings the towel over his shoulder.

His friend's name was Dan. Handsome, intelligent, an all around nice guy; and the first friend James had made at university after meeting at the bus stop. Dan was the target of envy of many guys on campus, including James, mostly for his astounding luck with women.

"I was bored and decided to check out what was happening on campus, it seems pretty lively today. Apparently, there's been a big police raid on a dorm 'cause they think there's a new drug going around!" said Dan, walking up to James with an expectant smile on his face. "So, you got any?"

With a light shove and a laugh, James quickly retorted "You know I don't touch that kinda stuff, I'll stick to booze, caffeine, and that static rush you get from standing up too quickly", eliciting a slight look of disappointment from his friend.

"That's called anemia dumbass. Anyways, nah, there's rumours going on that it's a trippy hallucinogen, like even stronger than LSD, the problem is nobody seems to have any, know what it looks like, or even the name. Even the people who they think took it don't know, just goes to show how strong it is…" theorised his friend.

"Ah stop chatting shit Dan,we both know those new drugs always have some crazy name; it's just good advertising you know?" said James, grabbing his running gear and packing it into his bag.

Dan continued on despite his friend's refutation, "Nah, nah, nah, James, I swear. Apparently there was a small party in the dorm last night that got raided, and the people who took it called the fire brigade because of an incident of 'spontaneous human combustion' killing one of the people. There was no fire at all, and the weirdest part is, they still haven't found the girl who supposedly exploded."

"They think she spiked them all with the drug and ran off or something, but she's one of the best sportswomen at the university - head of the Taekwondo team, and she's a medicine student; why would she screw her future up like that for shits and giggles, you know?"

This piqued James' interest slightly, before he shook his head and jogged off with a simple wave goodbye to his friend from behind.