23Spring break came and went—which meant the small respite I got from watching Erica at night didn’t last as long as it should have. For once I tried to find the spirits who haunted my house at home, but they were clever in their maneuvers to avoid me. It was beginning to piss me off—to the point items in my room started to go flying from time to time. It was a good thing I was back at school since Aeria knew what caused the damage, while my parents did not.
When Erica returned, I began my nightly duties of watching over her again. It was becoming increasingly boring to listen to her snore night after night. The ghost hunting meetings were no better. Without me flipping a chair around, not much happened. As expected, spirits wanted nothing to do with the group, and Spire was still missing
