Hey guys! Listen, I know I haven't updated in a really long time, and I have a good excuse. School. I was so busy with school, since my teacher gives like two thousand homework assignments. Plus, I had to help my mom with chores...So in general, I've been real busy. I'll try to update more often, but it's not a promise.

Chloe's POV:

"Chloe? Wake up. Wake up, child."

I rub my eyes and open them. I see a blurry figure bearing down on me.

"Come on. Wake up."

I squint. The figure materializes. I almost want to barf just seeing his face.

Dr. Davidoff grins at me. "Finally, you're awake."

I try to sit up, try to move, but I'm tied down on a cold metal table.

I think about Liz.

A chill slithers through me.

"You'll be glad to know that your friends are safe. We picked them up about an hour ago and brought them here."

Picked them up? What are they? A package?

"I don't know why you think we are such monsters. Of course, you've been brainwashed by-"

"I haven't been brainwashed by anybody," I snap. "You don't even know me."

Dr. Davidoff is taken aback. He thinks about this for a moment. "Yes, that is correct. I do not know you. Maybe I would have gotten to know you better if you didn't run off."

"Are you insane?" I shout, struggling to get out of these straps.

"Don't worry, Chloe. This won't hurt a bit," Davidoff says calmly.

What is he talking about? I hear the door open, and people in white lab coats walk in. My vision turns double and blurry, and my head starts to pound.

"What are you doing?" I scream. Something cold pricks at my arm. "Stop it! Stop! Help me! Help!" Was this what was happening to the others? "Please! Ow! Don't touch me! Get away-"

The last thing I saw was Aunt Lauren's face over mine.

Tori's POV:

They took her.

They took her away.

Who knows if any of us will ever see her again?

She's gone. Gone forever.

"Not gone forever," Derek growled at me when I told him.

"You are no help," I snap.

Derek rolled his eyes. "Listen, we need to know what to do. Chloe's gone...who knows what they're doing to her."

"So go sniff her out, Wolf-Boy. Let's get to Ghost-Girl's rescue before they do to her what they did to-" I swallow. "-Liz."

"Liz! That's it! We can contact her! I mean, we're not necromancers, but we can try. She might still be here. Her spirit, I mean. What do you say, Derek?" Simon says. He and I glance at Derek. Derek nods.

"Tori, you try. You're her best friend. You have better luck," Derek orders.

"Okay," I reply, sitting cross legged on the floor.

I close my eyes and try to summon, just like I've seen Chloe do a million times, but it's no use. I open my eyes.

"It's not working," I say.

"Try again," Simon suggests.

So I do. I close my eyes and try again and again, and by the time I open my eyes, it's been 30 minutes.

Derek and I sigh in unison.

Simon seems to be getting impatient, too. He stands up and starts to shout, "Liz! Liz! Are you here? Show yourself! Well, you can't show yourself, but send us a sign! Liz! Liz!"

"Simon, shut up! As you can clearly see, she's not going to show up, so why don't you-" I begin.

Right then, a pencil flew out of nowhere and hit me in the head.

"Ow!" I cry. "That hurt, Liz."

I grab a piece of paper and place it on the floor next to the pencil. Both of them fly up. The pencil starts to write.

Liz throws the paper at me. I catch it and read what she wrote:

Go to the Edison Group. Now. They've got Chloe. They are going to kill Chloe. I'll come. Just GO. NOW.

And so we bolt out the door, a floating pencil and piece of paper leading the way.

I'm so sorry it's so short. The next one will be longer. Unfortunately, now I have to go do my homework. And I'm sick. D:

I hope you enjoyed that one! Review, please!