Harriet was out of breath, like she'd been running. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"It's Marcia and Luke. They're missing!"
"Did you check the dark corner in the lobby?"
I looked at Jade. "And you would know there was a dark corner in the lobby HOW?!?"
"Well, Howie cornered me there earlier and..."
Vicky bolted out of the room, going to alert all chaperones. Meanwhile, I snuck down to the lobby, and sure enough, Marcia and Luke were in the dark corner. I was just about to warn them when the chaperones came flying around the corner
"Where have you two been!? Get up to Vicky's room right now!"
They sheepishly left the room, Luke still with lipstick on his face. Vicky was waiting for them when they got up there.
"Where have you two been? I was worried sick about you! Do you have any-"
"Why is Howie sleeping outside on a pile of giant pillows?" Marcia interrupted.
"Because he's not sleeping inside on a pile of giant pillows," Vicky replied. All of a sudden, the roof caved in.
"Run!!!!!!" And they ran...only, the roof only caved in on that one room.
We cautiously peered back into the room, only to see Vicky's feet sticking out from under a large piece of ceiling. We hurriedly pulled her out from under it only to discover that it wasn't her at all, but some random lady with the same shoes.
"Who are you?" Luke asked
"I am the Patron Saint of Band. I have come to avenge a grievous wrong that occurred here tonight."
"What was the grievous wrong?" I asked, curious to see if it was what happened to me.
"This grievous wrong was committed on a 17-year-old girl by the name of Sandy by a mister Howie. I have received notice that this "Howie", as you call him, was pressuring Sandy to do something very, very wrong. Yes, I'm afraid it's true. He was trying to get her to....switch to brass!"
Everyone gasped, except for Jade, who looked outraged. "And what about trying to make out with her? You don't call that wrong?!?"
The Patron Saint fidgeted. "Well, yes, of course, that's very bad, but I'm the Patron Saint of BAND." We all heard this thud, and it was Vicky, banging her head against the wall.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm banging my head against the wall. What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Well, why are you doing it?" I asked.
"It's really none of your business, but I'm hoping that if I bang my head hard enough, it will crack a hole in the wall and I'll be able to reach the treasure within."
"How about I get the non-sarcastic answer? We're all waiting for an answer as to why your fiancé was attempting to seduce Sandy!" Jade nearly yelled at her.
She looked at Jade. "My fiancée was attempting to seduce Sandy because I told him to. We need her, you see, for our secret plot."
"And what plot would that be?" Susan, the choir teacher, said from the crumbled doorway.
Marcia blinked. "Whoa, random choir teacher."
Vicky gave a wicked grin. "If I told you, I'd have to kill you." Just then, Vicky got hit in the face by a very hard slap. This was extremely odd because no one in the room was remotely close to her. She stumbled backward, right onto the bed. The invisible hands continued to beat her as we all watched on in horror. Who was this invisible man? Just then, the apparition showed himself.