Upon returning to the school Jenny and Denny tell Marianna about Reese and the others disappearing. Marianna is frantic that something has happened to her son and the other kids. Will Dora hold the key to find them?
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Back at the Drell Institute, Jenny and Denny tried to explain things to Marianna. “You did what?” Marianna shouted. “After I explicitly told Reese and Cree not to go venturing into the city.”
“We didn’t know about that,” Jenny said.
“And if you did…?” Both Denny and Jenny were silent. “That’s what I thought,” Marianna said in answer to their silence.
“Fanta, don’t worry,” Mike said. “We’ll find them.”
“Damn right we will,” Marianna said, while pacing back and forth. “Question is… How?” She tried to think but worry and frustration took over. Suddenly, someone entered her office.
“Fanta,” a man’s voice came. Marianna looked up to see Dusk. She ran to him and embraced him. “What the hell happened?”
“It’s the kids,” Marianna said. “They’re missing.”
“What?” Dusk shouted out. “How?”
“It’s a long story,” Denny said. “The question is how are we going to find them?”
“We aren’t going to do anything,” Mike said. “Whoever is behind this is dangerous. You kids are staying here.”
“But…” Jenny started to say but was abruptly cut off.
“No buts,” Marianna said. “Now, how are we going to find them? They could be anywhere.”
“I know where they are.” Marianna looked up to see a girl with short brown hair come into the entrance of the living room.
“Dora,” Marianna said and rose to her feet. “How do you know?”
“Jordon is my twin,” Dora said, walking to one of the chairs and sitting down. “We’re connected.”
“Did you have a vision?” Jenny asked.
“Yes,” Dora said. “I felt him very strongly. He’s in great pain. I saw Cree too. She was fighting with someone.”
“Do you know this place?” Mike asked. “Can you see it?”
“Yes, very clearly, but I’m not sure of the location.” Dora looked a little distraught. “I know if I could just concentrate harder.”
“Dora, don’t push it,” Marianna said, kneeling down next to her. “Just let the images flow.” Dora nodded in agreement and closed her eyes. There was a dead silence for several minutes.
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