A week went by from that day since Rayven went radio silence on her. She never heard from him or saw him come out from his room. Even though she pretended not to care, this behavior from him was new that she was starting to wonder if he was truly okay. She spent most of her day from school at work or researching new ways to redeem him from the Great Stories archive. She would pause once in a while to think of him. No one could be that comfortable spending a whole week in a room without stepping out once in a while.
When Madam Rose Thorn came up to bring breakfast that Sunday morning and brought in a group of workers to come help with cleaning her room and changing her bedspread, she summoned up the courage to ask the wraith.
''It's been a week since Rayven has stepped out from his room, should we check up on him and see if he is okay?''
