Sloane,

I don't know how to tell you this. I don't think there is a good way to tell you this, but if you have not heard yet... I don't want you not to know.

The past week, there has been a magical mist spreading throughout Irvingly. While the Ministry has now contained it... anything the mist touched vanished, and so far, they haven't found a way to unvanish things. Which means yesterday the Ministry published a list of those vanished in the Prophet. Anyone vanished is being declared dead. And well, Sloane it pains me to tell you but both Maddy and Cam were on the list. I saw a few other names we went to school with but I think those were the ones you would want to know.

The Gillenwater-Bells haven't given a date for a funeral yet. I'll let you know when they do. If you let me know you want to go, I'll do anything in my power to arrange portkeys for you.

I'm so sorry, Sloane. Please know I wish I could be there with you right now. Let me know if you need anything. Even me. I'll bust into the MInistry demanding portkeys for myself.

I don't know what else to do. I miss you.
Yours,
Calla Potts