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Kiera's POV:

Blake had this "Amazing" plan in splitting up and searching for Bella. I didn't argue with finding Bella, but couldn't she find her own way over here? I asked this, but Wendy and Megan turned to me and said in unison, "She's directionally challenged."

My intelligent reply to this was; "Oh."

So Blake had chosen Hannah, Kyle, and Megan to go with him and find Bella while Wendy and I stayed here by the eerie house.

Wendy didn't really like that. She wanted to search for Bella too, and I had to agree.

I also didn't think that it was fare for the rest of us, Blake being in charge and all, but Leocus had chosen him to lead the quest. I guess I couldn't argue with her. But I can with Blake.

Once everybody left besides Wendy and I, she gave me a look like "What else can we do?"

I shrugged to the silent question.

"Maybe we should take a look around?" I suggested, though I needed to say it louder than I would have, hence the wailing of the sirens and the freaking annoying lights.

Wendy nodded, "Yeah, okay."

Wendy went to the left of the house, the part that was partially demolished. I took the other side.

Why would those weird lights and noise lead us here? What is here that is so important? It didn't even make sense for us to be here. In a century old house that is mostly destroyed.

I was walking through the house, but I thought that I would explore around the perimeter. There was a tree, not too far away that I thought I would check it out.

The walk wasn't horribly long, but it was still not just right there.

The noise was still going on and it was starting to get really annoying and giving me a head-ache. If Blake and the others don't find Bella fast, I'm going to go insane.

It was a nice tree, old but enjoyable. Like one of those trees that you see in movies like The Secret Garden and others.

And under the tree was a little ribbon. I wanted to touch it, but like everything else here I was afraid that it would break by the touch.

I was always good at climbing trees, and jumping from the branches. It was always my sanctuary and a place where I could be at peace. Maybe this tree isn't different from the others even if it is in another country and it is older than any other I have climbed, but maybe I can see where the lights and noise is coming from.

Right as I slung an arm over the lowest branch, something caught my eye. Confused I stopped and looked around the tree. A piece of dark clothing and…a person.

I gasped. As one would think, the guy was supposed to be dead. He looked young, around my age he appeared like. He had ashen blonde hair and fair skin. His clothes were old, military it looked like.

There was writing, like a name tag of fabric or something, but my dyslexia has gotten so bad that I well I can't read cursive, but that is just what I have to deal with.

Only a few people in the world have not decayed and turned to bone, but what if he's one of them? It is terrifying to think that he may be dead. He only looks like he's sleeping or in a coma.

I don't know what I was doing, really. But I was somehow fascinated by it all that I had to touch him, to make sure that he was dead or alive. I am convinced that it is better to be knowledgeable than to be naïve.

I looked back; maybe I should tell Wendy and the others? Maybe I should wait for them to see what they make of someone like this who might be dead. But if he was dead, it had to have been something like disease, though he looked healthy.

This was puzzling. I didn't see any puncture wounds of any sort, no sign of disease. He probably got hit on the head. Or it was a tumor of some sort.

I was getting more annoyed and convinced myself more that I was procrastinating. It's a problem that I have, I guess. So those few seconds of bravery I had, (This guy might be dead. As in DEAD. Dying, not living, whatever Webster's has under Death) I reached out my hand and…

What am I doing? I shook my head; no I have to go through with this. What if he just collapsed and needs to get to a hospital? What if…

'Pull yourself together Kierstyn Melanie Briar,' I mentally slapped myself.

Just as I was about to touch his hand, I heard a stick crack. I jumped up, but my fingertips did graze his hand just a little bit.

Something happened. I don't know what. It just felt different when I touched other people. Maybe because he might have been dead. The thought was unbearably miserable. I cannot handle death very well. Other people dying or even complete strangers!

So as I was saying, I jumped up, but no one was there. I thought it might have been someone else, Wendy probably. But no one was there. Strange…

Then something happened. The alarms or whatever they were stopped.

The thought that came to my mind was, 'They found Bella!' then something else burst in my observance 'Something is behind you.'

I turned around and, "Oh my gosh…"