Since I knew how cleansing tears could be for the soul, I let her cry for as long as she needed to and then led her out of the hallway and into the entryway. Still quiet. Still empty as far as I could tell, which was strange. Had none of the staff heard Seph's screams or all the doors slamming? Any students secretly wandering after the dark hour? Apparently not, or they did but didn't care, especially about the two freshmen who'd earned the hatred of almost half the ...