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Dylan?’ I snapped.
    The atmosphere tensed. Nico looked at me, his face expressionless.
    ‘Calm down, Ketty,’ he said. ‘It’s fine that you can’t have a vision. It just means we have to prepare for the worst . . . Medusix is a secret, illegal drug. If
there are people in here making it, there could easily be people in here guarding the operation.’
    ‘Which means guns,’ Ed said anxiously.
    ‘Could we get on with this?’ Dylan snapped.
    ‘Fine, you should stand in front, Dylan,’ Nico said. ‘Protect us if we come under fire. Cal and I can deal with whoever attacks us. Then we’ll let Ed through to mind-read
whoever’s there.’ He turned to me. ‘Maybe you could just concentrate on seeing into the future and not getting hurt.’ He smiled, but it didn’t seem amusing to me. What
Nico was basically saying was that everyone else had a role to play using their Medusa ability, while I was going to be about as useful as a chocolate teapot.
    That wasn’t fair. I wasn’t looking for special treatment but, if Nico was going to talk about everyone’s skills, how come he didn’t acknowledge that without my vision of
the green door we wouldn’t be here in the first place?
    We all took our positions, Nico and Dylan in front. Nico twisted his hand. The large door groaned as the lock released. Dylan stepped forward and pushed it gently open. We all huddled behind
her, making it easier for her to reach out with her arms and extend her protective force around us all.
    Dylan walked through the doorway. Peering over her shoulder, I could make out a high-ceilinged church interior, with rows of wooden pews leading to a simple wooden altar at the far end. Dawn
light shone in through the grubby windows, lighting the dust that floated in the air.
    My heart pounded as we followed Dylan further inside. Where was the cold, damp passageway I’d seen after the door in my vision? I’d been skipping through time when I saw it . . . did
the passageway belong to a different place? This church interior certainly didn’t feel the same as anything in any of my visions.
    ‘Maybe there’s nothing relevant to Medusix in here,’ Ed whispered.
    I shook my head. That was the one reliable thing about the ability to see into the future. I rarely saw things that didn’t turn out to be significant. And my vision had showed me the
church door. Surely the church itself must be important?
    ‘Let’s take a look round,’ Nico whispered.
    ‘AAAGH!’ A loud, high-pitched scream.
    I jumped. The sound had come from a door at the far end of the church, beyond the altar.
    Who on earth was there?

6: The Recruit
    ‘Come on,’ Nico ordered.
    ‘Shouldn’t we split up . . . some of us hold back?’ Cal asked. ‘It could be a trap.’
    ‘No.’ Nico frowned. ‘We have to stay together. We’re stronger as a unit.’ He strode off across the church. Ed and Dylan followed. Cal and I exchanged a glance. I
knew, without either of us saying anything, that we were both slightly irritated by Nico’s high-handed manner. I mean, staying together made sense to me as well, but he could at least have
waited for us to agree before walking away.
    The atmosphere was tense as we reached the door.
    Dylan pushed past Nico. She tried the handle. The door wasn’t locked. It opened slowly, creaking into the echoing silence of the church. A bead of sweat trickled down the back of my
neck.
    Beyond the door was a small, windowless room with a table, several chairs and a row of cassocks hanging from pegs along the wall. The only light came from a lantern perched on the table. As my
eyes adjusted to the light, I caught sight of a shadowy figure huddled against the wall opposite.
    ‘Hello?’ I said.
    ‘Hello.’ The voice was a girl’s. Young and nervous and with a strong accent.
    She stepped into the light of the lantern. She was younger than us – about eleven or twelve I was guessing – with long dark hair and a grubby smudge on her button nose.