Snow went straight to Blaze, "You have a note for Laurel?" she asked, holding out her hand.

Blaze blinked at Snow, Raven, and Frei before handing the note over.

Snow scanned it quickly before handing it to Raven, "Worthless," she sighed, turning back to Blaze, "Laurel's missing, if you have any information I must ask you to tell me."

Blaze thought about it for a short moment. Then she related the odd incident of Laurel walking away from the infirmary just before Nic went critical and James yelling at her to come help.

Snow blinked, "When was this?" she asked.

Blaze guessed the time with an error of maybe two or three minutes.

Snow paused, "Laurel left within the hour after that. Whatever upset her there must have spurred her to leave," she mused. "We're trying to track her location now but-"

"What's going on?" Rosen asked as he walked over. He was stretching his back out and wearing his usually big sweatshirt and sweats with no shoes combination.

Blaze took it upon herself to give a quick, but informative summary.

Rosen blinked, "Well, if she still has the bracelet on, we can track her that way," he suggested.

Snow nodded, "But we would need the tracker linked directly to the bracelet."

"Nic has it."

"Nic's unconscious."

"... Well let's raid his room. I've been wanting to see what skeletons he has in his closet anyway," Rosen decided before turning towards Nic's room.

"This is serious! Laurel's in danger as long as she's on her own!" Snow snapped. Rosen gave her a 'I know' shake of the hand.

Raven sighed a little, starting to shake a bit in the cold. But it looked like he could deal with it.

Blaze followed Rosen, seeming to think his logic was sound.

Once in Nic's room, the group fanned out to search. Snow took a moment to close the bathroom door, "What a horrible drug..." she muttered.

Frei was still shaking but could stand on her own. She walked over to the bed and picked up Nic's scarf tenderly.

The news was traveling fast around the mansion now, by word of mouth of the girls. Laurel had run away, she was lost. Laurel was gone. Laurel had been kidnapped. Laurel had been kidnapped by aliens!- no, sky pirates!- no! by a long lost fiance!

Nic didn't have too many personal items. Nothing that was uniquely his apart from the scarf and his laptop which was locked. The tracker was in one of the desk drawers, fully charged.

Snow immediately turned it on and then cussed fluently. "She's definitely on a jet. An expensive jet by the speed. She's already over the Dakotas." she cussed again.

"... Where is she going?" Raven asked quietly, not sure if he wanted to know the answer.

"We have no idea," Snow admitted after a pause.

Raven paused a moment before nodding. "... What could have prompted her to leave...?" he mused aloud.

"... James was in the infirmary," Blaze noted.