Look, there is one part of the story, where it´s gonna shift between Sophia´s and Luce´s pov, So, I´ve got a system, don´t worry.

George pov

I slid out from the parking lot next to the hospital, and hit the gas I continued onto the highroad, I prayed to God the cops would have anything else to do then standing by the highroad just this morning. Obviously they had, as I safely drove onto the parking lot in front of a big yellow house, and a sign that said "elm tree house." I got out of the car, and half ran up to the front door and knocked the door. A boy, looking about eight years old came and opened, he was blonde, and held a stuffed giraffe tight to his chest. I opened my mouth to ask for an adult, but before I had the time, the boy had turned around and ran screaming down the hallway.

"MIKE, MIKE." I heard the boy screaming. "THERE´S A DANGEROUS MAN STANDING IN THE DOOR." Then I heard multiple pair of feet coming closer, and six children appeared in front of me, there was the blonde boy again, the oldest seemed to be a pair of identical twins, a dark girl, a smaller, blonde girl and a brown- haired boy. While I registered them all in my brain, another blonde girl, a girl with long brown hair and another boy with afro- hair appeared. I ran my fingers through my own black hair and sighed.

"Is there any adul…" I began, when a man in his forties appeared, some of the children stepped away as he was the first one to speak.

"Ehrm…" he reached out his hand. "Michael Milligan, you can call me Mike… and you are…

"George Leslie, the psychologist. Call me George" I shook Mike´s hand.

"Gosh, must be the first time they´ve all be quiet for this long."

"Yeah, yeah, guess I can look a bit frightening at start." The blonde boy took a step forward, hugged the stuffed giraffe he held in his arm harder and said.

"Jeff doesn't like you, he thinks you looks scary."

"HARRY." Mike said. "That´s a rude thing to said." I chuckled.

"So, Jeff doesn´t like me. Who´s Jeff then?"

"The giraffe" came from at least eight different angles, I chuckled. Apparently, this kid, I guessed Harry was his name- expressed his own feelings and thoughts through that stuffed animal.

"Well, does Jeff like me more if I can do this?" I did the "magical" trick with pulling out a coin from behind Jeff´s ear. Harry stared with big eyes. "Or this?" I "pulled out" another coin from behind Jeff´s other ear. Harry stared with even bigger eyes.

"H-H-How did you do that?" He stuttered.

"Sorry kiddo, a magician never reveals his secrets!" I stood up fully.

"Well, where were we? Oh right, ehrm, I saw Sophia at the hospital yesterday. She claimed something about how a kid from here almost died, and that she was the one to blame, and today I get a message on my phone from here, claiming that Sophia ran away after it came out that it was her fault. Can someone tell me the whole story?"

"Yes, yes, of course, sorry to let you wait, it´s a bit much to think about right now!" Mike showed me to step into the house. I walked after Mike through the corridor, and into a room to the left. ( A/N It´s the quiet room, I think it would be to the left) There was a patterned (not pretty) wallpaper, two couches, a table, a bed, and a few other furniture.

"Sit down please." Mike said, and closed the door behind us. "Now, I´m sorry for what Harry said!"

"That's all right," I chuckled. "He´s not the first kid thinking I look quite scary. So… what´s the story then?" Mike sighed and started telling me.

"There was a snare, made by a jumping rope hanging from the roof in the toy cupboard. Apparently Shawn saw it, climbed up and fell with it around his neck. Sophia heard kicking on the door, realized what it was and ran over there. One of the other kids got a hedge trimmer that Sophia used to cut the rope, when he fell he had already stopped breathing. Sophia did CPR, and by the time the ambulance came, Shawn was breathing again. Some time yesterday, the kids started discussing who had put the snare in the cupboard. It came out that Sophia was the one hanging the snare there, Sophia ran away, and since then we haven´t seen her."

"Mike?" The door had opened slightly and the small blonde girl I had spotted earlier came into the room.

"Molli… not n…"

"One of the twins said something bad to Sophia that made her run away."

"What… what did he say?"

"He said that Sophia wanted one of us to be dead."

Sophia pov Luce pov Both pov

I woke up, I had slept laying across some seats in the bus station waiting- hall. I sat up and stretched out my arms and legs. Then I checked my clock for the time. It was a quarter to ten.

I woke up, I had slept (as usual) on a back street with broken, old and wet old cartons as covers, they lay behind a restaurant, and they were stinking of fat and other, not so good- smelling kinds of food. I checked my watch, a quarter to three A.M. Well, guessed three hours would have to do it tonight. That also meant that in Great Britain, where Sophia was, it was a quarter to ten.

I looked around, there were loads of people crowding in the waiting hall, I stood up and walked out of it

I stood up and walked out of the back street, there were almost nobody out on the streets.

It was sunny outside, for once. I pulled my hoodie off and tied the arms around my waist.

It was raining, pretty much as always. I pulled my hoodie around me harder, the closest thing I had to a coat.

I looked around at all the buses, maybe I would go behind that children´s family that was getting on a bus, the bus- driver would think that I was a part of the family, he´d think he´d counted the tickets wrong, and I would go, towards an unknown goal.

I reached a train- station, yeah I know, I would go on a train without paying, isn´t that what people on the run do. Well China isn´t the right place to do it, not even with a fake ID- claiming that your name is Harry Clock, that you´re born February the 28:th in 1989, that you´re from England, with an actual photo of yourself. If I got caught, things could end up bad, really bad.

I shook my head and kept on walking.

I looked up to the sky. And whispered, "Please Luce, please be safe."

I looked up to the sky and whispered. "Please Sophia, please be safe."

I kept on looking to the sky and continued . "Please be safe, because I´m so lost without you"

George pov

"Have you called the police, have they got a photo of her."

"Yes, yes." Mike answered me.

"We gotta find her…. We gotta."

So, that´s it for today, what did you think of that Luce/ Sophia- part. And as well, I have a storyline turning up in the end of the summer holidays (Sophia and the other´s holidays, not mine) but between now and that I´ve got almost nothing, so if you´ve got any ideas for what to happen in this, please send me a PM. Just, please no pairings.