Chapter 1

Jess ran over towards the ADD she swivelled perfectly into her chair and stared up at the screen. "Anomaly!" she cried and began to navigate around to locate where exactly it was. She swivelled in her chair and saw Becker coming steadily towards her at a brisk run. She passed him over a black box and he placed in his earpiece he grinned at her joviently.

Becker looked over as Lester began to walk towards him. What did he want? "Lester, do you want something from me?" Becker asked.

"Well, as you know Matt has been missing for 5 days now. So I have decided for the time being you should be team leader. Evan though I already regret it; you're the best we've got." Lester stared at Becker in absolute distaste for a few minutes and Becker stifled a mere laugh.

As the others joined Becker they smiled at him, they knew something was most definitely up. Matt had gone along with Emily. They had actually been missing for more than 5 days; but really Lester didn't need to know that. Apparently they had to 'go back' and fix something that had gone wrong...

"Hey, team leader," Connor grinned. He looked like a Cheshire cat the way he smiled like that. It was so childish. And some people, dare he say it, found it funny. Well, he wasn't ever going to be one of them and he was sure of that.

The house was cold and dark; the little girl knelt beside the wall. "I mustn't stand on the cracks," she constantly repeated to herself. Those bullies from the big school had chased her here. They always picked on her ever since... really, not the right time to worry about now. She just really knew not to touch the cracks in the floor. There were so many reasons why. One, you could fall down and well, have that happening to you. Just like that cruel mean bully... Maybe she could still hear him whimpering. But that was unlikely. Or maybe... if she did step on a crack they'd come and get her instead.

This house was so old and broken; you could fall into the basement so easily. It was stupid. There was nothing she could do to deter those boys from coming in the house. She'd yelled and yelled for them to turn back and run. They laughed. They only did so when the first boy fell.

Hopefully, possibly they had gone to get help?

No way, so here she was, a small girl surrounded by those cracks and the scuttling from below the house.

She used to like spiders. Well that had changed; and there wasn't a whole lot she could do about it.