Another day, another chapter.

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"How would you like to get away?" she asked.

"But there are no other doors, and no places to hide," I said.

"Oh, but there is," Alice replied, and she quickly led me to the bed. She easily pushed it out of the way, and I saw a trapdoor underneath.

She opened it, minimizing the squeak as much as possible, and jumped in. I looked at the darkness, realized that it wasn't that far, and followed her.

Talk about a sweet escape.

The dark tunnel seemed to be very short, only probably because we were running at vampire speed. There were many twisting hallways and we came to a forked path.

There was some sounds coming from the tunnel on the left so we took the one on the right, not wanting to get caught looking as if we were sneaking around, while we were really escaping.

By the time the tunnel had ended into a brightly lit room, Alice and I were laughing our heads off. I hadn't laughed since…since I left Jacob all those weeks ago.

Her laugh was a sweet, musical sound, but a little harsh and forced, like mine.

It was almost hysterical. What I really wanted was to go over there and throw my arms around Alice and tell her that I was Bella. Her eyes looked in so much pain, I just wanted to end it and be with her, happy again.

But my mission wasn't complete yet.

"Well, I knew about the secret hallways in this place, but this is the first time I've ever came down. It's amazing how much you can learn in 50 years. I haven't even met half the vampires because I told Aro I was vegetarian, so I don't go to many of their meetings. Still, talk travels fast."

I giggled. "Of course!"

We were so absorbed in our own little world that we didn't notice where we were.

I looked around for the first time. I was in an office. There was a desk with neatly stacked papers on it and a towering file cabinet.

There were two doors. The one we just came out of was almost invisible, blended smoothly in with the wall. There was another one, a regular one, at the other side of the room.

I quietly opened the other door, looking into the hallway. There was no one there. On the door there was a nameplate that stated one word, Aro.

This is where I can find out about Jacob, I thought. How perfect.

There was only a random collection of little objects on the desk. There was a swan, a little ballerina, and a wind-up soldier with a wooden key sticking out, like something from The Nutcracker. It was all very unusual.

There was a stack of books with only names, ages, dates, and telephone numbers in it. It looked like an address book, I thought, but they were way too many and way too thick. I mean, there must have been fifty of them.

And then I realized what it was. It was all the names of the deceased, perfectly recorded since maybe about two hundred years ago, looking at the oldest book. All those victims. Killed without a second chance.

Alice was quietly looking at me.

"You knew about this?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied. "It was horrible. I don't drink human blood myself, but I couldn't stop them. Not on my own."

It was true. Her eyes were pure gold.

I walked over to the file cabinet. Sure enough, there was a whole list of missions, filed in chronological order from the top. Man, Aro was neat.

I checked through some of them. What was on every one was a list of people who were going, what was going to happen, and there was a small red check on the last page of every file.

I opened the bottom drawer. Each file had the name of the place of the mission. I saw one that said Port Angeles.

Heart racing, I took it out. There was only one sheet in the file, and I eagerly read it.

Mission summary: Kill the newborns in Port Angeles.

There was a whole list of the background for the mission.

The last line stated: Agents: Jane, Alice, Heidi, Stealth (some other random vampire, I guess), and Lucky

So I was going. This was convenient. Alice was going too.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps from the hallway behind the regular door.

I scrambled to put the file away, moving with inhuman speed. But the walker also moved with inhuman speed.

My arms wouldn't go fast enough, and I knew I was trapped. Alice was right next to me, trying to help me stuff it in.

"Go!" I whispered. "I'll take care of it!"

But she stayed at my side.

Finally, when we had gotten the folder back into the cabinet, we ran to other well concealed door, from where we came. But there was no handle, only a smooth wall.

There probably was a spring mechanism, but it was too late.

The door burst open, and I heard a voice demand, "What the hell is going on?!!"

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