"Mark," Jane said, suddenly. "Have you seen Zoe this morning?" She was usually up by now.
He stared at her. Both ran to her room...but she wasn't there. She had piled some pillows to make it look from a casual glance that someone was in the bed. The black curtains were still drawn.
"She snuck out again," Mark said, furious. "What if she got caught in this?"
In truth, Zoe had snuck out late the previous night to go to the Spiked Pit, a local Goth hangout, with her friends...but where was she now?
