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"Whatcha mean? Where the hell is Jemma?"

Faith Anna Roskov had not changed much. Her hair was slightly longer and she had grown a few inches, but that was about it. Now at the age of 20 Faith divided most of her time between her extra studies, her friends and working at the local cinema. She held Brooklyn up by his shirt, shaking the poor boy over and over. May-lin feard that Faith would cause him serious harm. "Where is she? You should know!" Faith yelled.

"Faith! Calm down will you." Tala ordered. The 20 year old red head also stayed behind to do some extra studies. He was next in line to run the Biovolt company but Tala didn't want anything to do with it. Tala hoped that the Biovolt company could be torn down before Tanya turned 20. He knew Kai would want his baby sister to stay far away from Biovolt. At the currant moment, Faith's yelling was getting his nerves. Faith dropped Brooklyn and crossed her arms over her chest. "Okay Brooklyn. Tell us what's going on." Tala ordered in a lighter tone. Brooklyn straightened his shirt.

"Jemma said she had to get something from her room. Trouble was she never came back. Jemma's friend came and we went to check her dorm room. It's a complete trash site. Plus all Of Jemma's data on her laptop has been deleted." he explained. At the age of 19, Brooklyn was very protective of May-lin. The chinese girl herself had only recently hit 18. She to was protective of Brooklyn. Johnny Mcgregor scratched the back of his head.

"All the data's gone? What does that mean?" the 19 year old Scottish boy questioned. There came a low sigh from the corner of the group room. The friends all turned to see Nathan sitting at a small table, peering at the laptop screen. Over and over the words All data has been deleted flashed. The light reflected off his glasses, but Nathan did not look away.

"It means that someone was in the dorm room. Jemma didn't want them to see her data so when she had the chance, Jemma deleted all of her data." Nathan paused and turned the laptop round. A small piece of the back was missing an a bright red button was seen. "Press this button once and everything is wiped from the laptop." he explained. Nathan noticed how everyone stared at him. "What?"

Elizabeta Stride pointed to her own right eye. "You're right eye's weeping blood." she informed. Nathan cursed in Japanese and pulled a white tissue from his pocket. Carefully taking off his glasses, Nathan wiped the blood away from his cheek. "What's happening to your eye?" Elizabeta inquired. Nathan sighed a little and looked at the group, still holding the tissue to his eye.

"I have this condition called Haemolacria. It's a physical condition whereby a person produces tears which are partially composed of blood." Nathan paused and pulled the tissue from his eye. He stared at the red smear on the tissue. "When it first started I was only a little kid. It began has red-tinged tears. As I grew up it manifested so now I think I cry tears that are entirely of blood." he explained. The gang were silent.

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Oliver Polanski sighed loudly. The rain was getting heavier by the minute. Oliver didn't like being stuck indoors. With Enrique back in rome and Robert back in germany for the summer holidays, Oliver had no one to talk to really. Oliver knew Johnny was around somewhere, but he didn't really like talking to Johnny. The french boy sighed loudly again and pushed himself up from his bed. He was getting a little hungry.

The corridors were silent and Oliver shivered a little. He didn't like it when the school was so quiet. Oliver paused suddenly. He was sure he had heard footsteps right behind. Turning round Oliver chewed his lip. There was no-one there. The french boy shook his head and carried on walking. The footsteps behind him got louder. Oliver began to run to the kitchen when he felt a hot pain flood his senses. Oliver slowly turned round to see a young figure holding a gun. A silencer on the end stopped the gun from making a loud sound. "Too bad, so sad." the figure laughed as Oliver looked at his shirt.

A ring was blood was growing with each passing second. Oliver slowly lifted his hands, hoping to hold the blood in. All of a sudden, the world went black and Oliver hit the floor. The figure walked towards Oliver's corpse and hid their gun under the coat they were wearing. Then the figure pulled out a flower and placed it on the body. The figure remained where they were, watching the blood seep out and along the floor.

Then they disappeared as quickly as they had come.

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Jemma Aeris Scott groaned in pain and opened her eyes. She had no idea where she was or how she got there. Jemma tried to move her hands only to find she was a little tied up. The british detective looked behind her to find her hands bound together with black ducktape. Jemma tried to pull it apart but it proved useless. "Okay Jemma calm down." she whispered to herself.

As her eyes adjusted to the dark, Jemma found herself in a large cupboard. Looking down, Jemma smiled when she found that her feet were not bound together. Jemma stood up and bashed her head off a low shelf. "God-damnit!" Jemma cursed loudly, wincing in pain. As Jemma walked forward, she found she could take about 5 to 10 stepes before hitting a wall. Jemma rested her head against the wall and sighed. This was not going too good.

Jemma frowned when she felt a light switch. Using her forehead, Jemma flicked the switch on. Once the lights flickered on Jemma got a good look at the room. She had been right in thinking it was a cupboard. From what Jemma could make out it was a store cupboard. Sheleves were thick with dust and the air had a moldy smell to it. Jemma's nose began to tickle.

"Achoo!"

The sound echoed in the room, sending dust everywhere. Jemma coughed violently before seeing what was on the sheleves. Sitting and staring at Jemma were dolls. From where Jemma stood, she could count about hundred. Deep down the english girl suspected there were more. Each doll had a flower. The english girl looked them over, noticing one doll was missing a flower. Jemma stepped back and frowned.

"This raises an even bigger question. Where on god's green earth am I?"