"Okay," I finally said. "Can we all agree that this is maybe the most screwed-up situation we've ever found ourselves in?" "Agreed," they said in unison. "Awesome." I gave a little nod. "And do either of you have any idea what we should do about it?" "Well, we can't use magic," Archer said. "And if we try to leave, we get eaten by Monster Fog," Jenna added. "Right. So no plans at all, then?" Jenna frowned. "Other than rocking in the fetal position for a while?" "Yeah, I was thinking about taking one of those showers where you huddle in the corner fully clothed and cry," Archer offered. I couldn't help but snort with laughter. "Great. So we'll all go have our mental breakdowns, and we'll somehow get ourselves out of this mess." "I think our best bet is to lie low for a while," Archer said. "Let Mrs. Casnoff think we're all too shocked and awed to do anything. Maybe this assembly tonight will give us some answers." "Answers," I practically sighed. "About freaking time." Jenna gave me a funny look. "Soph, are you...grinning?" I could feel my cheeks aching, so I knew that I was. "Look, you two have to admit: if we want to figure out just what the Casnoffs are plotting, this is pretty much the perfect place." "My girl has a point," Archer said, smiling at me. Now my cheeks didn't just ache, they burned. Clearing her throat, Jenna said, "Okay, so we all go up to our rooms, then after the assembly tonight we can regroup and decide what to do next." "Deal," I said as Archer nodded. "Are we all going to high-five now?" Jenna asked after a pause. "No, but I can make up some kind of secret handshake if you want," Archer said, and for a second, they smiled at each other. But just as quickly, the smile disappeared from Jenna's face, and she said to me, "Let's go. I want to see if our room is as freakified as the rest of this place." "Good idea," I said. Archer reached out and brushed his fingers over mine. "See you later, then?" he asked. His voice was casual, but my skin was hot where he touched me. "Definitely," I answered, figuring that even a girl who has to stop evil witches from taking over the world could make time for kissage in there He turned and walked away. As I watched him go, I could feel Jenna starting at me. "Fine," she acknowledged with a dramatic roll of her eyes. "He's a dreamy." I elbowed her gently in the side. "Thanks." Jenna started to walk to the stairs. "You coming?" "Yeah," I said. "I'll be right up. I just want to take a quick look around down here." "Why, so you can be even more depressed?" Actually, I wanted to stay downstairs just a little longer to see if anyone else showed up. So far, I'd seen nearly everyone I remembered from last year at Hex Hall. Had Cal been dragged here, too? Technically he hadn't been a student, but Mrs. Casnoff had used his powers a lot last year. Would she still want him here? To Jenna, I just said, "Yeah, you know me. I like poking bruises." "Okay. Get your Nancy Drew on."