Jenny, Denny and Dora managed to follow the adults at a close distance, but Dora could sense that they were not completely shielded. She looked about not seeing anything, but there was tension in her face.

“Something wrong, Dora?”

“He knows,” Dora said.

“Who knows what?” Denny asked.

“Mister Logan,” Dora said, looking straight at Denny. “He knows we’re coming.”

“How could he know?” Jenny asked. “We left after they did.”

“Because he’s a psychic,” Dora said. “A powerful one too.”

“Then why didn’t he try to stop us?” Denny asked.

“That’s not his plan,” Dora said. She walked ahead, then looked back. “It’s all clear.”

“Great,” Jenny said. She faded out as Denny just laughed.

“I love it when she does that.” Denny ran ahead with Dora following him.

They were at the back of the club. Jenny found a secret entrance and reappeared again. “This way,” Jenny said. “I think I found a way in.” There was a trap door concealed by some overgrown foliage that seemed out of place for this area.

“Yes,” Dora said. “It leads to the underground facility.”

“Then what are we waiting for?” Denny asked. He took the initiative and opened the latch to the trap door.

Dora climbed in first, then Jenny. Denny followed climbing down a long ladder until he reached the bottom. The girls waited for him, looking around the dank and dark place.

“What now?” Denny asked.

“This way,” Dora said, pointing to a nearby tunnel.

“Are you sure?” Jenny asked.

“Almost certain,” Dora said, walking ahead of them. Jenny took Denny’s hand and led him towards the tunnels. The three teenagers disappeared into the unknown.

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“Are you sure this is where they were taken?” Marianna asked Mike as she investigated the long hallway.

“I can still smell them,” Mike said as he walked slowly down the hallway. He followed Dora’s instructions looking for the door that led to the lower levels.

“Yeah, me too,” Dusk said. “They were here.”

“Were,” Marianna said in frustration. “But no more, so let’s go.” She ran ahead of Mike, seeing the plain white door. “I think this is it.”