I wasn't sure what I expected when I walked in Seph's room, but I really, really hoped I'd find Seph asleep with Nebbles the Undertaker, her familiar cat, lying on her face and that all of this was a nightmare we could put behind us.

No such luck. Nebbles was nowhere in sight, and Seph hovered about four feet over her bed. Still floating. Still with the glowing onyx stone in her hand. The only difference between now and that night was that someone had changed her out of her ...