Back in the dorm Celestia is seen on her and Wednesday bed reading The Reddening while Wednesday is at there desk with her typewriter trying to write her book.
Wednesday pov
"I've always hated the expression [write what you know] it's a hall pass for the imagination-impaired. But when your life becomes a twisted mystery... Maybe it's time to lean into it."
3rd pov
° Chilling music plays °
° Door opens and closes °
Wednesday and Celestia walks into Weems office.
'W-we need to sp-speak w-with R-rowan. We c-can't f-f-find h-him' Celestia says.
'It won't be possible, I'm afraid he's been expelled!' Weems said.
'For what?' Wednesday asked.
'Never you mind. He'll be on the first train out this afternoon, what were you two doing out in the woods with him?' question Weems.
'W-we t-told you a-already' Celestia said.
'We heard a noise, and went to investigate' Wednesday said.
° Scoffs °
'That excuse might have worked placated the sheriff, but you two can't fool me. You girls had psychic visions, didn't you?' asked Weems.
° Mysterious music plays °
'I realized you girls might be having them when we passed by the accident and you both knew that poor farmer had broken his neck. Your mother started having visions around you girls age, they were notorious unreliable and dangerous. I remember at first, she thought she might be losing her mind. Have you girls spoken to her about them, clearly the people with holding information here are you two' Weems said.
'Mat we go now?' Wednesday asked.
'Not until you've both picked your extracurricular activity we want our students to be well-rounded' Weems says with a smile.
'We'd prefer to remain sharpedged' Wednesday said.
'I look the liberty of putting together a list of clubs that have openings' Weems said.
'H-how t-t-thoughtful' Celestia said.
'You girls need to have picked one by the end of the day, I'll be keeping my eyes on you two. No doubt you'll both find something that tickles your fancy' Weems said.
'The last person who tickled us lost their fingers' Wednesday says as she takes the list and they walked out of the office.
° Choir practices scales in distance °
'Weems is clearly trying to keep tabs on us, keep an eye on Rowan. Don't let your fingers out of his sight' Wednesday said to Thing.
'One of you go with him and stay in his shadow don't leave it not even for a second' Celestia says to her shadow soldiers.
{We got scales on scales on scales On scales on scales on scales}
{On scales on scales on scales}
'Weems said you girls would be stopping by, but to be honest, after both of you performance at the Harvest festival drama club might be more you girls speed' Bianca said.
'After we passed out, who did you tell? The sheriff?' Wednesday asked.
'You think I trust normie cops? I want straight to Weems and let her handle it, anyways, let's get this audition over with. What are you girls? Alto, soprano or just locO?' Bianca asked.
