Layla
"Ah, lovely idea, we'll go all detective on this ghost story. It'll be a good experience for you all." Mother Opium said cheerfully.
Layla stayed silent. She couldn't help but feel like something was lacking right now. Despite knowing that the Descendant of Adam was around, she still couldn't manage to be at ease. There was more going on in this school than just some superpowered girls. She couldn't put her finger on who was doing it, but she didn't need to be Nayru to puzzle out that they were all being played.
"Oh by the way Esyllt, when your stomach starts hurting in about five minutes, the bathroom is just across from the kitchen, please don't miss the bowl." Mother Opium continued in a perfectly innocent and cheerful voice, "I'm sure you know where that is."
It seemed that Esyllt was being played by the mother of the school. Perhaps that was all that had her nervous and there was nothing more sinister occurring.
(OOC: GET BAITED SON. THE CAKE IS A LIE)
Trick
Trick's body flared up even brighter in reaction to Arturia's light, but the flames stopped spreading. The light began to drain into her, as though she were some form of black hole.
"I told you not to let your heart die." Trick whimpered.
And then, much to Arturia's horror, she saw herself burning just as Trick had been a moment before. It was entirely painless, but that only made it even more disconcerting.
"Fingersnap." Trick said dejectedly.
Her fingers clicked together soundlessly, but to Arturia this was like a trumpet heralding the arrival of death. The flames burned an empty blackness over Artuia's chest, and a pitch black blob in the vague shape of a human heart flew out, sliding soundlessly into Trick's chest. The suctioning of Arturia's light stopped, and her powers flared up around her again. The flames receded and her body returned to being normal. But she felt hollow and cold,
"Now you're dead people." Trick said sorrowfully, "Fingersnap~."
She snapped her fingers again and Arturia heard a muffled sound from Haley, like the tail end of a dying scream when screamed into a carpet.
(OOC: For future reference, trying to revive ghosts is bad)