Echo refused to bring us any more food to our room, which I understood. I wouldn't either. Morrissey did, though - and Jon, of course - and I wondered if that caused a rift between Morrissey and Echo since they were roommates. I hoped not.
"How's Echo?" I asked Morrissey when she dropped off our breakfast Monday morning.
She shrugged, the gesture carrying a lot more meaning than when anyone else did it, because normally she just gave everyone her dark stare.
"I'm sorry about the séance," I told her, like I'd told Seph countless times for the rest of the weekend.
The staff had all come back early Sunday morning, but I didn't hear about or see Professor Wadluck's return. He was still missing. So was the headmistress. I'd gone to tell her about what happened to Seph and me and the strange voice in the gym, but Professor Lipskin intercepted me and snapped at me that she was gone for the weekend. I couldn't find anyone else who wanted to bother to listen to me.