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back.”
    Jenny and Rachel looked worried, but followed Grace as she led Adie back down the gloomy hallway. Mrs. Quinlan had pushed the caged cat aside and was holding a large, curly sheet of paper open on the table. She looked up at them, her eyes wide and worried.
    â€œShow me exactly where, ” she repeated.
    Grace circled the table to stand next to her and gazed at the fine-lined drawing of an H-shaped structure. Four blocks labeled A, B, C, and D connected by corridors, all leading to an area labeled “Main Hall” in the center.
    â€œIt’s a blueprint of the school,” she gasped. “Why do you have this?”
    â€œWhere?!” Mrs. Quinlan shouted again, banging her hand on the table for emphasis.
    Scanning the diagram, Grace pointed to a blank area in the top left-hand corner, next to the C block.
    â€œThere,” she said. “But these drawings are old. There’s another part of the building there now, called the P Block. It’s the newest part of the school.”
    Mrs. Quinlan sucked in a long breath between her teeth and staggered backward until she flopped into a chair.
    â€œOh God,” she muttered. “What have you done? What have you girls done? ”

Sitting at the table in the cat-filled kitchen, Mrs. Quinlan tapped a pencil between her top and bottom teeth.
    â€œSo let me see if I’ve got this right,” she said. “You did a bunch of spells. They didn’t work. You did the Ouija board. It didn’t work. You then decided that this foray into the occult was not exciting enough, so you broke into the school under cover of darkness and—”
    â€œWe didn’t break in,” Adie interrupted. “There was a Career Night.”
    â€œI see. So the Career Night was in that particular part of the school?”
    â€œNo, it was in the main hall and one of the other blocks.”
    â€œSo how did you end up in the new part?” the woman said.
    â€œWe—”
    â€œYou sneaked!”
    â€œSnuck,” Adie frowned, sulking.
    â€œShut up.” Mrs. Quinlan raised one finger, preventing Adie from interrupting again. “You sneaked into this new part of the building and promptly summoned a demon, which possessed your friend Enid—”
    â€œUna,” Grace corrected.
    â€œAnd proceeded to execute each of your spells, starting with the most recent one. Do I have this right so far?”
    â€œYes. Although we don’t know it’s a demon. I mean, it’s a something . A spirit or whatever. I’m not sure what the difference is.”
    â€œWhat a relief you took care to educate yourselves properly before messing with something so dangerous,” Mrs. Quinlan said. “Show me this list of spells. How many are there?”
    â€œNine altogether,” replied Grace, pulling her notebook from her pocket and handing it over. “There are six left to go.”
    Mrs. Quinlan tapped the pencil against her yellowing canines and breathed loudly as she read through the list.
    â€œMade a boy pee himself, did you?” she sneered. “What a tremendous achievement. And the snow? That was you, was it? How original. If only you girls had found the occult sooner. What a wonderful world this would be.”
    She read on to herself, as the girls glanced nervously at each other.
    â€œMy, my, my,” Mrs. Quinlan said quietly after a moment, sitting up straight in her chair. She raised her eyes and looked at the girls carefully. “That, I wasn’t expecting.”
    â€œWe didn’t mean it,” Grace whispered. “Tracy gave Jenny a black eye and…”
    â€œAnd you decided that she deserved to die.”
    â€œWe didn’t mean it.”
    â€œThese aren’t parlor tricks and practical jokes,” Mrs. Quinlan said, leaning forward. “If you’re going to cast a spell to end someone’s life, you’d better be absolutely sure you mean it.”
    â€œSo