Prologue
"Come on girls, time to go to bed." Gabe Sullivan yelled up the stairs.
"But Daddy today's my birthday. And the birthday girl never has to bed." A little girl blonde girl sang as she ran down the stairs. She was closely followed by another girl.
"Yay Uncle Gabe, Chloe is seven years old. She's a big girl just like me!" the brunette girl said placing her hands on her hips.
Gabe Sullivan looked back and forth between the two girls. How could he resist those faces? But not this time. This time he would stand his ground. He looked at his own daughter, his Chloe, whose mother was almost always absent. His marriage was coming to and end and he haven't even told Chloe. Though she never asked he felt she still had the right to know. Then he looked at his niece, Lois Lane with her hands on her hips, she was the most stubborn girl he had met. But the time she was here he promised Sam that to keep her in line. And if that meant getting to bed early then he would do just that, even if it was for only two weeks. Lois was a strong girl but even moving from place to place got her tired.
"Not this time Lois. You both have school tomorrow and it's already ten p.m." he paused, "Now remember Chloe I put your cupcakes in the container already. So you can take them to school tomorrow."
"Do they have green on top?" Chloe smiled.
"Yes Honey, they have green frosting. Just like you like it."
"Do they taste like mint?" Lois asked.
"No there vanilla. I don't like mint." Chloe responded.
Gabe chuckled as he kissed the girls goodnight and sent them to bed.
He himself cleaned the kitchen and grabbed himself a glass of wine. The girls were a handle full running all over the house. He turned on the ten o'clock news and settled down for some peace and quite.
"Just tonight," the lady said, "the body of Margie Huntings a girl kidnapped from her home six months ago was found dead in Dawson River. She was one of the many children who were taken from there home. Reports have shown that just this past month already seven children have been taken from this part of the county. Authorities are warning all citizens to lock all their doors and windows for the night. Next on the night beat a man was allegedly convicted of raping and murdering a women of-" Gabe turned of the TV. To much deaths in the nights for him to worry about. He walked up the stairs. A cold draft was coming from the girls room.
I suppose I should shut the window for the night. Don't want them to get sick.
He opened the door to find the curtains billowing in the wind. The beds we empty and not a cover we even pulled.
"Chloe? Lois?" he yelled down the hallway. No answer. "CHLOE? LOIS?" he ran down. No one was there. Not a sound. They were gone.