Kate didn't know what to think of this place or it's party. She wants to say that it's better than being dead but Kate really doesn't know that for sure. When she'd first woken up here she thought that she'd been in heaven. After that her thoughts darkened until she realized that she'd been in the hospital.

They released her with a clean bill of heath but she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable in her own body. It felt like it belonged to someone else. With her thoughts heavily weighed she wandered through the party, pausing only when she saw a glimpse of the sketchpad and the little doodled characters.

When she realized that she'd been staring she blinks and looks up at the boy drawing them. "Oh. Sorry. I didn't mean to stare. Are you tired of the party already?" She certainly was. She never liked big gatherings and she liked them less after her adventure at Twisters. To many people in one place was usually unpleasant.