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hand and David observed it with a puzzled look. When they stepped from the hut there was no welcoming party as there usually was. In fact the whole place seemed rather quiet and deserted.
    â€œI think you’ll find things to be quite changed, David, since you were last here.” Sebastian made an awful crying sound and rubbed Bobby’s hand with his other hand as if trying to say something.
    â€œWhat is it, Sebastian?” David asked.
    â€œI’m afraid Sebastian has had quite a shock. He’s remembering when Bobby was almost killed by the Oracle. We thought we might lose you, Bobby, and now he has nightmares most nights. I fear he may never let you out of his sight again,” the professor explained.
    â€œBut look silly, here I am, right here. Nothing has happened to me and nothing will, I promise; cross my heart.” And Bobby made a cross over her heart and then knelt down to give the monkey a big hug. Sebastian rubbed his eyes and looked at her woefully as if wiping away tears. She rubbed his head and they walked on.
    â€œI’m afraid things haven’t improved since you left, Bobby, and in fact I would have to say that if we don’t have some kind of answer soon we are indeed going to lose the Crone and goodness knows what will become of the island then,” the professor said, confirming her fears. David stared at the professor wide-eyed, still not fully comprehending the gravity of the situation.
    â€œBobby told me it has something to do with my heritage but have you worked out exactly what it is?” he asked the professor.
    â€œNo, that’s exactly the problem David, my lad, no-one seems to be able to understand what it is that she’s saying. She keeps mumbling something about a Blue Seal and then says ‘David will know, David will know.’”
    â€œReally,” David answered and he looked thoughtful for a moment. “A Blue Seal. But what does she mean by Blue Seal? I have no idea what that could mean …”
    â€œI thought that might be your answer,” the professor said. “I would like to take you to see the Crone but I fear for your safety if the Workhouse Oracle makes an appearance again. I’m sure Bobby’s told you about what happened.”
    â€œYes, I got that story. But I don’t see that I have any option,” David said. “I will go into the hut and Bobby can wait outside. If I’m there without her, it may make a difference.” David had obviously already made up his mind that this is what he would do.
    â€œYes, I think you’re right David. There is no other option,” the professor agreed.
    Bobby waited outside the hut and was relieved that, this time, there were no strange objects flung from the hut or blood curdling screams from the Crone. Instead everything was quiet, eerily quiet, Bobby thought. She asked the professor if he had worked out for what reason the orb objects that had planted themselves into the trees had been sent.
    â€œAll I can tell you is that they are here to collect information about us; this much I know for sure. We have noticed that whenever activity or even conversation takes place in this area,” and he used his finger to draw an imaginary line in a circle outside the Crone’s hut, where the trees were placed, “the lights of the orbs all begin to flash in unison. Whether they are recording the sounds or visual images though, I cannot tell you. I would dearly like to take one out of a tree to examine it more closely but it is very dangerous as they seem to double as a weapon, as you already know.” He looked at the spot on her cheek that had been cut. It had healed almost completely and was now just a scratch that would not scar. At that moment the lights of the orbs started to flash but this time there was a low-pitched whirring sound as well.
    â€œWhat’s this then?” he said almost to himself. Then another orb started to make a whirring