Jacob looked around sharply. He'd been a bit absorbed in his thoughts -- it was a little strange being at an end-of-the-year celebration when he'd only been there a few weeks -- but he knew he had just heard that same strange giggle that he'd heard in the trophy room and leading out to the tower patch. It sounded like it had come from the table, just a few feet away from him, this time. He looked around but didn't see anyone he didn't recognize at least vaguely (although he was far from knowing everyone, he was pretty good with faces). What could it be? The last time he'd heard it, it was accompanied by lots of broken glass... This couldn't be good.