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Walter nodded and looked the list over again. "If it's all started in about the same time, that sounds like a connection right there. Are you working alone so far, or do you have any help?"

He smiled tightly. "I'm better at action than research, but if there's anything I can do to help, anything at all..."

"I'll let you know." She tapped her pen against the page again. "I haven't really talked to anyone else about it, yet, and Veronica's too distracted to really research right now. I'm going to head to the library this afternoon. This is more important that learning to be an entertainer." Her mind was still whirling. Why these people? Why not everyone else?

"If I can, I'll speak to Alfred about it tonight. Perhaps he'll have some ideas. I'll keep my phone with me at work, if anything comes up, call me."

He tapped the paper to get her attention and tried to frame his next request in a way that wouldn't annoy her. "Don't go try to kill anything without me. I know you can take care of yourself, but don't deny me a chance to fight, alright? I need the practice."

"Considering the fact that ghosts are already dead, that shouldn't be a problem." Nadia smiled ironicly. "But I'll try, okay?"

"Fair enough." He smiled back and touched her hand. "If I can, I'll come by the library this afternoon to see if I can be any help."

"Thanks. We'll probably need all the help we can get. I just wish I knew how to get everyone organized."

"If all these people are being haunted and don't know that they're not alone, starting with them would help. How else are you going to determine how they're connected?"

"I guess. I just want to make sure I have something to tell them, first."

"'You aren't the only one' seems like a good start. I would worry that I was losing my mind if my parents came to haunt me. Or someone who'd tried to kill me."

"Yeah, you might be right." Nadia added another note to the bottom of the page about the fact that, apparently, Anakin could see Aaron Echolls.

Walter raised his eyebrows at that one. "That's helpful. That confirms that it's a haunting, or at least something outside Veronica's head, rather than a group of students all hallucinating."

Nadia nodded. "Apparently he said the ghosts can't hurt people. Well, not physically, at least."

"Yeah, but I can't imagine that being haunted by someone who wanted to kill you is a good thing."

"No," Nadia said softly. "It really doesn't seem like it is."

"Nobody here is left on their own." Walter squeezed her hand. "We both know that. I'll help any way I can."

Pippi slid into a seat at her friends table with her lunch.

"Hey."

"Hey Pippi." Nadia looked over her food, realizing she wasn't really very hungry. "How are you?"

[ooc: and since Pippi and Nadia don't talk about the ghost stuff until after lunch in the library, we must tread carefully.]

"Hey Pippi." Walter let Nadia's hand go and turned back to his food.

"How are things?"

"Hey Nadia, hey Walter. It's... Been good, for me anyway."

Nadia nodded, still looking down at her notebook. She glanced over at her food. "Hey, sorry, guys. I'm not as hungry as I thought. I'm going to get to the library."

"Alright." Walter made a note to bring her something. "I'll see if I can get there later."

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