I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING TO SAY SO... HELLO. HERE'S CHAPTER TWO FOR YOU ALL.

They arrived at their destination after exactly 15 minutes of driving. It was raining. Valkyrie decided she hated Irish weather. She shuffled behind Skulduggery, hands on her head trying to shield herself from the cold raindrops, and followed him to the door of a cottage. It wasn't a particularly nice cottage. The walls were crumbling, the windows were covered in dirt, stopping any light from entering the house, and the overgrown garden threatened to swallow everything in its path. Skulduggery activated his facade and knocked on the door. No reply. He knocked again, harder this time, and the door swung open slightly. Skulduggery glanced down at Valkyrie with his fake waxy eyes, shrugged and stepped into the house, Valkyrie close behind.

A man was crumpled on the floor in the center of the room. He had a giant, ridged cut along his stomach and his guts were spilling out. Valkyrie gagged at the overpowering stench of blood while Skulduggery went for a closer look at the body.
"He was killed the same way as the others," he informed Valkyrie.
"I noticed that from over here," Valkyrie barked back.
Skulduggery grunted and moved on through the house. "Search for clues in the kitchen. Tell me if you find anything," he called. Valkyrie shot him a glare that she knew he would never see and made her way to the kitchen.

The kitchen seemed normal enough. No cupboards were open. Nothing looked as if it has been touched. A sudden crash from upstairs made Valkyrie jump and the hairs on her neck stand on end. In a split second Skulduggery was with her, grabbing onto her waist and flying her up the staircase. They checked each room in silence but there was no sign of any disturbance. Eventually they had been in every room but one. Skulduggery deactivated his facade and lifted up 3 gloved fingers. He put each finger down, one at a time, counting them in. 3..2..1.. at the same time they both burst into the room, fire appearing in Valkyrie's palms and Skulduggery's gun ready to shoot. The room, much to their surprise, was empty apart from a tool box in the corner. Just as Skulduggery began to lower his gun, a figure jumped down from the ceiling.

SO I'M NOT TOO SURE ABOUT HOW THIS CHAPTER TURNED OUT BUT OH WELL.