19I told no one about the raven. Besides both Damon and Aeria were asleep when I returned. When morning came, I took a closer look in the mirror in the bathroom to inspect the damage the raven had done. There was nothing: no scratches, no blood, nothing—as if it had never happened. The only reminisce of the encounter was a small black feather, buried deep in my hair.
When I returned to my room and my computer, there was an email from Leo. He had sent an explanation of last night’s discoveries, and even included a copy of the audio file. He suggested we open it and try to slow it down to hear the words. So far, only Erica had responded and she thought it was “freaky yet cool.” I assumed Leo had already spoken to Marie and Jason and had gotten their reactions to it offline. Jason followed u
