Dawn felt sick. She was lucky she hadn’t known the two victims—Corrie and Edie must feel even worse, even though they didn’t like Payton and Elena, just for knowing them.
No wonder the four girls from the Circle of the Goddess were just sitting on the chairs, staring into space or crying. They’d just witnessed something incredibly horrific happen to people they cared about and trusted. She wondered whether they even realized they were still sitting there covered in blood.
“Ash and Chandra,” Corrie said. “How does what Meg described match with what you saw? Did you see the teeth?”
Several more chairs were available, but Dawn didn’t want to sit down. Whether that was because she didn’t think there was any point in trying to relax or because she didn’t want anything in common with the four blood-spattered girls in the chairs, she had no idea. But obviously Corrie and Edie had the same feeling, because neither of them sat down. Dawn nodded at Meg encouragingly. She didn’t think she wanted to hear the story, but she knew she needed to.
“We had our meeting tonight like always,” Meg said. “Payton and Elena said they had an idea. Something we needed to do, that obviously no one else was capable of doing. They wanted to find the killer and bind it.”
Dawn looked over at Corrie, who answered her phone, frowning. “Hello?” After a moment, her eyes widened. “Yes, of course we’ll come meet you. We’ll be right there. No, they’re both with me, I’ll explain on the way.”
Dawn was already getting to her feet as Corrie hung up her phone, staring at her. “Did something happen?”
“Yeah,” Corrie said grimly, grabbing her keys from her desk. “Come on, let’s go.”
Dawn and Edie were both close behind her. “Where are we going?” Edie asked as they left the room.
Friday, May 26
Dawn hardly had time to think for the next few days. Between work, looking for the faerie, and getting ready for finals, she just didn’t have a break. Most of the time, she liked it that way, but she did wish that one of the things taking up her time wasn’t looking for a faerie that had killed two people on campus.
Since they hadn’t found anything, they hadn’t bothered contacting the faerie professors who were on campus, though Corrie had received the schedule from Professor Lal. She wrote back to the professor to explain what they’d seen—or rather, hadn’t seen—but received no response.
Dawn tried to get a better mental look at the cold spot, but it really did seem to just be a spot where the air was cold, staying in one place. It wasn’t moving at all, so she wasn’t sure why she could sense it, but maybe sensing air “currents” was an inaccurate way to describe what she was doing. She wouldn’t assume there was no air somewhere just because she couldn’t tell it was moving, after all.
Just because she couldn’t find anything interesting, though, didn’t mean it was time to give up. “Corrie, how are you doing?” she asked.
Corrie sighed. “Not as well as I hoped. You’d think since it’s magic, the laws of physics wouldn’t apply at all, but apparently my distance sight vision is just like my ordinary vision.”
Dawn sat at the foot of Edie’s bed and closed her eyes. She didn’t really need to, but she’d never tried looking for air currents from indoors before, and she figured anything that could help her concentrate would be useful.
She quickly located and understood the air currents in the building itself—there weren’t many of them, considering Gilkey didn’t have air conditioning, so the only air movement was coming from people’s open windows. Today wasn’t hot, so not everyone had their windows open. Still, there was enough for her to get a good idea of the shape of the building and how many people were inside it just from the air currents.
She moved her consciousness outside and looked at the currents that surrounded the building, then the other buildings near it, keeping her focus to campus. She didn’t want to worry about trying to distinguish the shapes of people from the way the currents moved among trees.