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trying to get inside?' whispered Lana later that afternoon as the sky grew darker with thunderous storm clouds.
    'I've no idea. Maybe they have to be invited?'
    'What? They're not vampires, Em.'
    Emma shrugged, 'Well… you never know. Why else wouldn't they come and get us?'
    This time Lana shrugged as Shayne turned up the thermostat on the central heating.
    'It's chilly today,' he said just as Ava let out a sob in the corner of the room, making everyone go quiet as they thought about Liam out in the miserable weather.
    'At least the cloud cover is offering a little protection from the cold,' reassured Moira with a yawn.
    'Why don't you have a nap, Moira? You never know, maybe you'll learn something we need to know in your dreams?' suggested Lana.
    'Good idea,' she replied, closing her eyes and nodding off with her head resting on the side of the sofa.
    'You've certainly got some interesting students with fascinating powers this year, Declan. I wish I'd have met them under different circumstances. I had a great day planned for you all,' Shayne smiled.
    'Oh yeah? What were we going to do?' asked Emma who was curled up on the soft carpet by Diarmuid's legs.
    'Well, we've heard some rumours about strange occurrences on the Pulteney Bridge and we were planning on investigating that. to start with.'
    'What kind of strange occurrences?' asked Imran quietly.
    'Just hauntings, mainly. Nothing serious. It would have been something light and easy for you guys to get your teeth into… to start with, anyway,' Shayne smiled.
    'We'd also planned a trip to the Roman Baths for lunch… not that we were investigating anything there, we just figured we'd take you somewhere a bit special for a bite to eat. After that, we were intending to take you into the centre where, in recent months, several people have reported seeing a pair of glowing red eyes staring at them at night. We're thinking possible werewolf but there have been no attacks as yet. Bath Abbey was another place to take you as well, as that's been haunted by monks for years.' Shayne sniggered to himself before continuing, 'And lastly, we were thinking about taking you to the area around Abbey Church where the spirit of a naked man has been seen on numerous occasions. It's about time he was passed over, to preserve his modesty.'
    Lana perked up, 'A naked man?' she asked as Emma laughed at her sudden interest.
    'Why haven't you solved any of these hauntings?' asked a curious Penny.
    'We just haven't had the time. We've been working on more serious crimes lately.'
    'What kind of crimes?'
    'Have you heard of The Skulls?' Shayne asked, looking around the room.
    'Heard of them? We've met some of them,' Lana shuddered.
    Shayne nodded, 'So you're well aware how dangerous they can be?'
    Everyone nodded.
    'Well, the Skulls are becoming more and more troublesome, not just around these parts but elsewhere in the country too. We've been picking up the pieces, so to speak.'
    Moira suddenly kicked out from the sofa and began to whimper, sobbing in her sleep. After a couple of minutes, the sobbing became louder and she began to lash out with her arms and legs.
    Declan stood up and walked over to her. He gently shook her arm, 'Moira? Moira, wake up,' he whispered but she refused to come to.
    Her body was beginning to shake uncontrollably. It was almost like she was having some kind of seizure.
    'Something's wrong,' said Declan.
    He shook her more firmly but nothing would wake her.
    'Diarmuid, I'm sorry to ask you but she's going to need jolting awake. Can you give her a gentle shock?'
    Nodding at his mentor, Diarmuid scooted over and placed his hand on hers. He gulped before releasing a jolt of electricity. They waited as her breathing began to slow down and she stopped shaking, but she still didn't wake up.
    'What's that?' asked Emma as she noticed something on her arm beneath her sleeve.
    Declan lifted the sleeve of her jumper to reveal a sore, red gash, oozing silver fluid.
    'I'm not sure. Has