Did I mention I hate Halloween?

Galena locks herself in her room for the night, changes into sleep clothes, and grabs the book that Duendal gave her. She flops on her bed and starts to read…

“Everything begins with Atlantis, with the visions that came…Eeesh, what a night. I hope things won’t be awkward with Thrice after this…I need the friendship. She turns a page. Besides, it’s not like that was real or anything. It was just the spirit’s influence…right? He’s never acted that way before…but I was wearing that ridiculous outfit. Another page passes. I knew that costume was a bad idea!

She looks up at the wall in front of her and shakes her head. Idiot.

I think he missed Overman’s explanation about his new spirit friend. I’ll have to catch Thrice early tomorrow, explain everything, and let him know I’m ok. I hope he’ll at least talk to me, though if tonight is any indication…

She looks down at the book, sees “Chapter 2” staring her in the face. She realizes that she doesn’t even know what “Chapter 1” had said! Sighing, she closes the book and shoves it away. What’s the point tonight?

Overman has mentioned that he will speak with the spirit. I know nothing about them, but hopefully he can convince this being that we don’t need any help in this regard again! Perhaps we should call all insane asylums as “off-limits”…

Stupid Halloween. Was it the red hair? Maybe dying it was a bit overkill. I’ll have to get Overman to change it back…though I do kinda like it…

GAH!! Overman! Spirits! Focus, Allison!!

I know Overman will do what is right for our Cabal. But wow, Dio was really angry at him! I don’t fault him for what happened. It might not have been the most well-thought-out plan, but we are all still learning our Arcana. I’m sure it was just a mistake. A rather stupid…yet…interesting mistake. Oh, and poor Portia! She was so embarassed tonight…

Ugh! So many distractions! Why can’t we just focus on the problems at hand? I’m even slipping! She gives herself the famous Gibbs’ slap…you know…the time he actually slapped himself…

She starts massaging her temples in an effort to concentrate…

I hope Slyth and Silverwing take me up on my offer of assistance. I feel it’s the least I can do for them. I also hope I can help in the ways they need. I have no idea as to how we’re actually going to lure Abel out somewhere, but I have to offer what I can. I might have to recruit Ashl…Athena to help as well. I think it would boost Silverwing’s courage to meet someone as bad-ass as Athena. She exudes confidence, and that’s really what Silverwing needs. Anyone can fire a rifle. Having the courage to give yourself closure when you’ve been through trauma is quite different.

Tomorrow…what to do tomorrow? Well, after the aforementioned awkwardness, that is. She glances at the book now sitting a few feet away on the bed. Homework. Then, to plot Abel’s demise. Oh…gotta start packing too…hooray…Amazon trip…hopefully the air will be cleared by then…

I wonder how much extra my suitcase will cost for the flight? Ammo is heavy…

Did I mention I hate Halloween?

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