Prologue
The night was dark and cold. A street light flickered on and off as a man quickly walked beneath it. From what the man could tell, this road was no place to be after dark. The gravel beneath the man's shoes crunched as he stepped on them. The man's face was covered in darkness, letting no light reach his shifty eyes. All around him, the wind howled like a pack of wolves, threatening the man and warning him not to go any further. Yet, the man carried on, wrapping his thick coat around him tighter.
Before him stood a lonely shack. It was illuminated by another street light almost five feet away. It's windows were hanging off of the hinges. The front door, though it was closed, creaked as the wind beat it. Someone had painted on the side "Pangaea." When the man saw this lonely hut, however, he ran towards it, thankful for the little protection it offered. He slammed the door behind himself and sat down beside a broken glass window. The man stuck his hand inside a pocket of his coat and pulled out a thick, brown envelope, unharmed from the wind. Then, with shaky fingers, he opened it. If one was to have seen him, one would think that he was afraid of what the envelope held. He moved closer to the light and took out a paper. As he unfolded the seemingly harmless paper, another, smaller papers fell out. The man gasped aloud as he read the words inscribed in the paper. Then he groped in the darkness for the smaller papers. The letter he had been holding slipped from his hand and fluttered to the ground. The mysterious man looked at the one of the small papers, then the next, and cried out. He dropped them as if they had stung him. He stood up, and ran out of the miserable shack.
The letter he had dropped contained three simple words: We found them. The two smaller papers were photographs, one of several men and women in lab coats, standing beside a table with many test tubes and glass bottles with colourful liquids inside them, and the other was of eight children, four girls and four boys. Two boys and two girls were older than the rest, they looked to be teenagers. All smiling at the camera. The camera had managed to capture the last moments they were safe.