Tanya is a 13 year old girl, who lives with her mum, dad and annoying older brother Lucas. He never leaves her alone, and he is always pestering her! She finds out that she actually has a long-lost identical twin sister, but they got separated at birth. Tanya can't wait to meet her sister, and she is so excited, but there is something not right about this. Little does Tanya know that a dark secret is being held back, but was it really her family holding it back or Tanya herself?


22. Glass

Another surge of panic flooded through Dom's body. He jumped up, knocking the bottles and the cabinet flying, crashing down the steps. The muscly man grabbed at Dom, sending more bottles crashing to the floor. Dom grabbed the handrail, skidding swiftly down the ever winding staircase. "GET BACK HERE NOW!!" The growling man roared down the stairs, chasing Dom round the building. His heart was in his mouth of how scared Dom was, the grey bits of dust flying from the handrail to his hands and the floor. He skidded round the corner, grey fragments of stone crashing to the ground, grabbing at his ankles. A younger man in a white lab coat  with thick black glasses round his eyes was standing by a counter filled with potion-looking liquids and fizzing objects. Another even smaller man was sitting quietly at a desk in a corner, writing down something quickly in a large blue notebook. A squeaking rat sat next to him, his nose twitching with curiosity. Dom ran through another small door, shutting it heavily behind him, sliding his back down it and sitting on the floor with a bump. Panting and breathing heavily, he closed his eyes slowly, feeling tired and worn out. A minute lock was at the top of the tiny door, and Dom eventually reached up towards the top and slid it across stiffly. It was made of brass, and specks of mould had grown around it, as if it had not been used in many years. Consistent banging hammered on the door, threatening fists making the door creak loudly on its hinges. Dom acted quickly, looking around the busy room for an available exit. Low voices were speaking outside, low enough so Dom could not hear what they were saying. A female voice had joined the group outside, and she had the loudest voice of all. She only said one sentence, but Dom heard it clear enough. "We're going to have to blast him out of there..." Dom rushed towards a desk by a barred window, sheets of white paper hanging and swinging off the wooden sides. Scribbled blue writing covered the sheets, not clear enough to read and many ink blotches covering the parts that could be read. He ignored the writing and looked towards the window. A lonesome saw sat by itself in the corner. Dom picked it up and rushed back to the window. The bars came away as soon as he touched them, but a loud red alarm sounded throughout the room and the outside. More banging sounded on the door, but Dom just smashed the window with his elbow. It started bleeding, and many fragments of glass set deeply into the cut. The door eventually got smashed down, and four people came rushing in. Dom climbed up to the window, shoving his body through the gap. Sharp parts of glass dug into his body, more cuts and grazes to add to his collection. He fell through the hole, manly hands grabbing at his big feet. He eventually squeezed through, falling dangerously hard onto the outdoor rough yellow grass. Another hand grabbed at him, but it was too late. Everything was black again...

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