Lucas pulls his sweater tight when he approaches the chalkboards, because then, when his whole body shakes, it seems like it's because he's chilly and not the fact that every part of him is screaming with adrenaline and begging him to go back to his cabin and hide. Why is he even here? Brother said he couldn't bring everyone to the Ornery Oak, so why him? When he sees the faces on the chalkboard, that question gets an answer. So many of his friends. Who was left?

He wants to sit down. He really needs to sit down. But then he sees Essie, her fingers lingering on a picture of her brother.

Lucas swallows, still hugging himself as he approaches her, brow knit. Softly, he says, "I'm sorry, Essie." He shoves his hands into his pockets and finds that beret. Jade's beret. He remembers whose shirt he's wearing. "We'll--we gotta try to get 'em out. Right?"