Once again, Anna jumped at the sound of yet another voice. She'd been concentrating so deeply on the search for Myrtle that her mind had drifted far from her current location. She turned around and gave Lyra a mock-irritated face, then playfully swatted the girl on her shoulder. "We're looking for Myrtle, and it's very important that we find her," she said, giving Lyra a look that clearly said 'this you don't want to miss'.

"When dealing with Myrtle," Anna answered Aislynn, whispering so as not to be overhead by the ghost herself, "you have to be...gentle, so to speak. She's easily offended, so the trick to getting her to cooperate with you is to make sure she stays happy at nearly all costs. You can always try summoning her, but my advice is to continue to try and get her to come to us, so when it comes to asking for her cooperation, she'll likely...well, cooperate."

Anna leaned over and whispered into Cedric's ear. "We'll explain later," she said, not wanting to tell the story aloud right now and chance Myrtle overhearing. Myrtle always seemed reluctant to answer questions about the flood, so if she figured out that's what they were all here for, she'd likely flee. "We'd appreciate any help we could get, though. Why don't you try this, Cedric. Walk closer to the barrier and call out to her. Tell her your name and that you'd like to read her some poetry. She gaved Cedric a look that said 'just trust me on this one'.

She turned to notice that Jack Fritzera had arrived...and he was also sitting on the ground. She'd been turned around when he'd ran into Lyra and fallen down. "Oh, Jack! You're here! No time for sitting, though. We've got to try and get Myrtle out this room," she said. She motioned for him to join Cedric at the barrier, hoping that maybe with two boys here, she'd come out for sure.

"The barrier," she said, turning to Diane, "has been here for as long as I've known this room to exist. From what I can recall, no one that I know of has ever been able to cross it. Except for the ghosts, that is. It was a good try, though." She turned back towards the barrier and joined Diane in calling out for Myrtle. "Myrtle...won't you please come out? The boys intending to read you poetry are here," she said.