..”Niles trailed off, as a thought struck him.“Everyone!” he announced, drawing the attention of the room.“We’re, uh, busy!” Michael calle... out. “Researching!”Niles bit his tongue so hard that he was worried he might put a hole in it.“Just ... pause for a second and listen to me. The only way a demon could have done this is if he had everything set up. That takes time and effort, so we must have all been changed in the same place. Think hard - is there anywhere that we’ve all been in the last. Benson," she said, sounding rather bored. I watched everyone leave the class, Stephanie lingering for a bit, then leaving after me giving her a look. That's all it takes sometimes, eye contact, not even the look. She closed the door behind her, and I locked it. Knowing this was my last class of the day, it was force of habit. "Come into my office." As she followed, I was sorting through the test, looking for hers in particular. "I noticed you hadn't answered number three, how come?" She sighed. No, what happened, he had walked through the aisle, looking for an empty seat and when he had found one he had got busy with his coat and bag that he had stowed above his head. It was only then that he had noticed the woman, this woman who was now in his classroom.Back in May, on the train, she had sat opposite of him, looking at her phone like everybody else. Thirty years old perhaps, with long blonde hair. She had glanced up at him and given him a look of disapproval with those steely, blue. When Gavin came down for breakfast he found Clara in the kitchen with Sarah. The table was laid out with far more food than he could ever consume. He didn’t know if Sarah was trying to impress him or Clara. This time her eyes did not met his. She avoid looking at him to the point that it became obvious. He did notice that she was also glancing around the inside of the manor as if she had never been in it before. Gavin gave Sarah a slight imploring glance, trying to get some sort of idea of what.