Thursday, September 21
Dawn had a headache from psionics class. She’d had a moderate amount of success in telekinesis and telepathy that had made her think that maybe she was halfway decent at psionics. But her attempts at psychometry, the psionic skill that she’d had the most interest in, were paltry and she felt rather defeated.
Professor Rook, as always, was entirely unruffled. Dawn lifted her bag onto her shoulder as the class emptied and pondered the wisdom of getting a snack—or maybe a coffee—before her sociology class in an hour.
Before she could actually leave the building, though, someone stepped in front of her in the hallway. She looked up at one of her classmates, Meg. She hadn’t spoken to Meg since last semester, when she had been the only member of the Covenant of the Goddess who was able to describe what had actually killed the two leaders of the group—Gerlina, the murderous faerie who had been loose on campus last semester.
Meg looked angry. Dawn swallowed. They hadn’t had any problems with each other in class, but they hadn’t been friendly, either. What could Dawn have done to upset Meg?
As soon as Dawn stopped, though, Meg’s gaze slid to the ground and stayed there. “You’re Corrie and Edie’s friend, right?”
“Yeah. My name is Dawn.”
Meg nodded, though this couldn’t be completely new information to her. “I saw you on Saturday.”
Dawn had thought that no one else had been around. It had been so quiet that evening. “Sorry if we disturbed you.”
Meg shook her head, still staring at the floor right in front of Dawn’s feet. “I don’t know what you did, but I know you three know more about what’s going on in this campus than most other people. Certainly more than me. You proved that last semester. So I’m telling you what’s going on, and maybe you can explain it. Something’s been knocking on walls and waking me up at night. When I look, nothing’s there. When I don’t lock my door, it gets opened and shut. If I leave papers on my desk, they’re scattered on the floor the next time I look.” She took a deep breath. “I’ve heard stories about a ghost. I don’t know if there’s really a ghost. But if there is, it’s started messing with me.”
Dawn swallowed. She couldn’t deny what Meg had said about knowing what was going on in the campus. It sounded like Meg was being haunted, too, not just Annie. But maybe they’d only heard about it from Annie first because she was their friend. “Has this been going on all semester? The entire time you’ve lived in Mary Thomas?”
“No. That would be different. This started on Saturday night.”
“Oh. That’s why you think we did something.” Dawn shook his head. “All we did was try to talk to the ghost. She seemed pretty upset about it.”
“Well, what do I do?”
“I don’t know. Keep your door locked and don’t leave papers out on your desk, I guess.”
Meg made a tsk sound and looked up only long enough to roll her eyes at Dawn. Dawn tried to come up with something else to say, something that would be comforting or at least helpful, but before she could find any words, Meg had turned and walked off down the hall.
Dawn stood there looking after her. She had no idea what else to do or say. Was Meg the only one, in addition to Annie, being haunted now? Or was it spreading to the whole building?
Maybe it was time to go to the professors. But what could they do? She needed to talk to Corrie and Edie.
And she definitely needed a snack before her sociology class. She took a deep breath and followed Meg’s path out of the building.