The red-haired boy was now joined by others: males, females, whites, blacks, elves, Asians, orks, and Hispanics surrounded Chase and the chair where he now sat. They were all young; a few were older than Cara, but most were younger. They wore clothing of all styles. Some were dirty and unkempt, others fastidiously clean. Some looked him boldly in the eyes, others seemed barely able to summon the will power to be in the same room with him. Most smiled, a few frowned, and one, a bald black girl of about fifteen, cried. The others ignored her.