A shapeshifter. Brooke could have laughed, and cried. A part of her wonders if this is someone playing a joke on her. One of the kids on the basketball team, maybe, wanting to get a good scare out of the cheerleader. But she knows better.

What has she done to deserve this? Sure, she can be a bitch sometimes, but hello? So is half of Tree Hill, including the boys. She's just better at it.

"Can I get out of here?" she sniffs, deciding to ignore his face and just look at the walls. "This place is giving me the creeps."