The bedroom ceiling swam in and out of focus as Willow struggled back to consciousness. Wait - the bedroom ceiling? Wasn't she just in the dining room?
Could last night have been a dream? She felt the back of her head and found a nasty lump where she had been struck. Definitely not a dream then, so how did she get back to her room?
She sprang out of bed as usual, but immediately had to sit down as a wave of nausea overcame her. As she waited for the world to stop rocking she realised there was an odd smell in the room, one she couldn't quite place.
She went down for breakfast. All seemed normal - Jerome was flirting with Joy, Mara was reading a maths textbook, KT was sulking, Fabien and Patricia were having a hushed conversation in the corner. She decided not to discuss the events of the previous night just yet, as everyone already thought she was crazy.
As lesson time rolled around they left one by one, but Willow stuck around. When the room was empty she checked no-one was coming, then closely inspected the floor. The floorboards looked normal, and she wondered again if she could have imagined everything. But then she noticed that two of the boards had a slightly wider gap between them. It was too slim for her fingers, so she grabbed a knife from the table and slipped it into the crack. As she pressed down on the handle, a section of floorboards lifted up!
Footsteps approached from down the hall, so she quickly dropped the hidden trapdoor. She'd have to wait until everyone was in bed before she could investigate further. She allowed herself a small 'Squee!' as she ran to class - she'd always known something weird was going on at the school, and now she would uncover the truth...