I honestly thought I would never write on this site again but I guess I'm back;)

I hope my writing has improved though.

"What's happening to us mum?" I knew my mum would never deliberately harm me (apart from her cooking) but I had never gone through a situation like this before. People say that spies should be prepared for every situation and outcome and it worried me that I was lacking so much information and detail on this matter. Zach paced around my mothers desk. He usually paces to cool down. (the only predictable thing about Zach) When his hand left the contact of mine I didn't feel faint or woozy like the last time, I only felt a deep penetration of loneliness and depression. It built up inside of me, feelings flowing through my body until a small tear came out of the corner of my eye.

"Z-Zach.." I sobbed whilst collapsing in a emotional heap on the floor. I felt a light pressure on my back (Zach's hand)and all these new sad feelings dispersed and almost vanished until the only evidence of my breakdown were the red tear circles round my eyes. I looked up at Zach and he had a pair of identical tear stains as well.

Mr Solomon stepped out of the shadows. "We both told you that you couldn't ask questions! We don't want to disrupt this experiment!" His voice was deadly calm and smooth. He walked us out of my mums office and gently shut the door behind us.

"So Cam.. what shall we do next" The sensation of Zach speaking into my head was weird but it also felt strangely desirable, like he should be a part of me. I looked round in thought of what to do next and saw Macey storming towards us with the biggest "evils" i'd ever seen her wear across her face. They were aimed at Zach.

I barely noticed being whisked off, i'm glad my body noticed and started running because I wouldn't want another bone broken in my body. Zach took us through several unknown passage ways that he knew Macey hadn't discovered yet. We walked past a small crack and Zach put his pinky finger in between the cracks on the wall. Suddenly there was a small click and the wall opened up into a little room. The room was small but someone (Zach) had tried to furnish it by placing a small couch in the middle with a few blankets draped over the head rest. Zach pushed me down onto the couch and snuggled up next to me.

"Question time?" I asked.

Zachary pressed his head in the crook of my neck "Shoot!" said his muffled voice.

"How did you find this place? Whats happening to us? Why was Macey chasing you?"

"Well..."

Sorry it's short but i'm about to sleep (bad timing I know)

If you like my new(ish) style of writing review and I will carry on within the next few days (only if you review) else I might give up...