Cassandra Bronwyn smiled brightly at the exhibits as she walked through the museum, gazing at the artifacts with wonder. She'd been saving up for a ticket to get in for weeks and now she was finally here! She'd be labeled a total nerd at work if they knew this was what had gotten her so hyped recently, but she couldn't help it. It's all just so..fascinating. That she could be born basically lost and soon thereafter all alone into this crazy big world where so much has already happened! Lifetimes she'd never know or understand no matter how hard she studies the autobiographies and history books...even a hundred years seems like so little time on a textbook timeline. She took slow steps through the near deserted halls clutching her sketchbook to her chest as a strange buzz began in her chest, surrounded by the sorts of outdated objects with fingerprints of the dead. Cass took in a deep breath, chalked up the feeling to simple excitement and stopped short at an old rope noose covered with a glass box. Her brown eyes widened as she read the little text in the corner. Salem Witch Trials, Massachusetts 1640s She blinked and noticed her hand already moving on her sketchpad, shading away at the morbid new doodle: a woman in a colonial dress with black eyes and a noose around her neck, casting a long shadow with sparks in her hands. Cassie shook her head and squeezed her pencil. How had she drawn that without even looking?