"We don't have much time. Please come in." Mrs. Santiago ushers me into the new room. Cassie had already walked through, leaving me to stare at this strange enigma of a door.
You don't have to ask me twice! Coming through the threshold, I find myself in a strange room indeed. It's as if a scientist decided to set up their lab in a wooden shack. Beakers, jars, test tubes, and other sciency stuff I haven't seen since highschool fill the wall-to-wall shelves lining this octagonal room. There are few empty ones, but most hold different concoctions, herbs, and tablets, from a jar with what looks like sparkling raspberry jam to a shaker containing blue and white crystals. Only one wall remains free of shelves, besides the entrance. The top half is taken up by a window, which doesn't seem to be
