Gena changed from her animal form, a black-billed magpie, and transformed back into her human self in the side garden. She just got back from the woods, where she had fed from a hobo. As she walked back to the hall, she looked up at the second floor. She located the window of her room. It was white aluminum; a modern single window. It made her feel better knowing that some of the house had been updated and not left in it's original condition. She looked at the rest of the windows and she saw something she never noticed before...the room to the right of hers, Lilea's room, had a different window than all the rest. It had an old wood frame, painted white to look like the rest of them. The glass panes were cracked. The curtains to the room were drawn. All of a sudden, dull candle- light appeared in the room, sending a chill down her spine. She ran back to the dorm and went back to the second floor. She opened the door to Hannah's room and quickly snuck back in the way she left; they had all decided to sleep in Hannah's room after the Ouija board experience. Everyone was the same as when she had left them, asleep. Feeling full for the first time the whole evening, Gena slipped back under here blanket on the floor.

"Hey, Gena? Where'd you go? ," Zoë asked sleepily.

"Out...I couldn't sleep...I sat outside for a while and smoked a cigarette."

"Hey, Gena...I've known you for three years now...why haven't you ever mentioned this Will guy before?"

"It's kind of a bad subject...I don't really like to talk about it."

Zoë looked her with an understanding look.

"Goodnight, Salvatore."

"Goodnight." Gena then closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, with only one thought on her mind: Will.
"Gena, wake up," Zoë said. "Are you ok? You were screaming in your sleep."

"I'm fine...it was just a bad dream." She wished it had only been a dream. The images still played in her head as if it had only happened a few moments ago. She felt a pang of nausea.

"We're going to head on down to brunch to see if anything is edible. Want to come?"
Hannah said with a look of concern. She always was the maternal one of the group, trying to make sure everyone was ok. That's how she earned her nickname, Ma.

"Hannah, I'm fine. Really I am. I'm just going to eat a snack in my room. Don't worry, Ma, I'm not going to do anything strenuous today. I think I'm going to research some stuff," Gena said, as she tried to fix her tousled hair.

"Research what? Is if for your final project in fashion? ," Zoë said.

"No, I'm pretty much done with that. I started that like two weeks ago. I want to see if there is anything on record regarding Lilea. I want to confirm the story. It could have been our subconscious moving the board you know."

"Ok, you can check that out. Hannah and I are going to the mall today. We'll meet back here later and see what you've found. If you need any help, just give me a call on my cell phone," Zoë said, handing her the number.

"Zoë, you do this every time. I already have the number for you cancer box," Gena said, giving Zo a wink.

"I just like to make sure."