BRUIN PLAZA — The moon shone brightly on Bruin Walk, illuminating a broody, steeping fog of silence up and down the bricks and leaves on the ground. The Bruin Bear stood, courageously facing the solitude as best he could. A single tear dropped down his metallic fur, reflecting the stillness of the world around him. Sadly, there was no one to be interviewed on that cold, dreary night; for his companions, the students, were on Spring Break and the Bruin Bear is forever cursed to silence. At press time, all was quiet.