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she mentioned this to any of you before?'
    'Not lately. Although she was slightly injured that night in Abney Park but she said it wasn't anything to worry about.'
    'Injured? How was she injured?'
    Lana and Emma shook their heads and shrugged their shoulders.
    'Shayne, does this look familiar to you?'
    As he stood up to take a closer look, Shayne's eyes grew wider and he nodded.
    'She's been bitten, Declan.'
    'Bitten?' said Lana, 'By what?'
    'A Skull.'
     
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    It had taken quite a few weeks to take its toll on Moira's body, but she now had Skull poison flowing through her veins. And if she wasn't treated fairly quickly, Moira would start to change… and not for the better.
    Gently placed in a bed upstairs, the Watchers took their turn keeping an eye on her as the strange, fitful sleep continued to plague her.
    'What can we do?' asked Emma as Diarmuid took his turn at Moira's bedside.
    'There's not a lot we can do at the moment. Not while we're trapped in here by the trolls,' Shayne replied.
    'But if we could get out, what is the best way to treat Moira? Is it with antibiotics or something like that?'
    Declan sat down at the oval dining table, next to Shayne, Lana and Emma while the other Watchers slept in the living room.
    'I'm afraid antibiotics would have little effect on her, Emma. Moira needs to be treated at the Praxos hospital.'
    'I've never heard of that before. Where is it?' asked Lana, resting her chin on her hands.
    'It's in Arundel.'
    'Arundel? Where's Arundel?' asked Emma.
    'West Sussex,' he replied.
    'We need the helicopter back,' she said.
    'I know, but we can't reach them, unless Ava's ability will stretch that far?' Shayne wondered.
    'I doubt she's that strong yet. Maybe in a couple of years perhaps, but not yet. You forget she's only 16, Shayne,' said Declan.
    'I guess you're right.'
    'I'm afraid there's nothing we can do but sit it out and hope that Moira's condition doesn't worsen before the chopper gets back.'
    'This sucks,' said Rupert as he walked into the dining room, stretching his arms and yawning. He walked over to the window and flicked the curtain to one side. Rain had just started to splash against the glass.
    A crack of thunder made them all jump, Emma especially, as until recently she would have been cowering under the table with fear of storms and all that they entailed.
    'Hang on a minute,' said Imran who had wandered sleepily into the room, 'If time has been frozen, how come the weather is changing? Surely it should stay put too?' he asked.
    'Sorry, but I've no idea what's going on out there,' Declan answered.
    As the rain began to pour, Rupert continued to stare out the back of Royal Crescent.
    'Hey… I can see them!' he said suddenly. 'The rain - the rain's making it possible to see their outlines. There's hundreds of the little blighters. Look…'
    The others rushed to his side to watch as the outlines of the pixie trolls clearly became visible beneath the now constant downpour of rain.
    The pixie trolls had the back of the building surrounded.
    Emma rushed through the house looking for a window that looked out onto the opposite side of the building. Several of the bedroom windows did and she smiled to herself when she realised there were no trolls there.
    'Hey!' she shouted, 'Shayne, is there another way out of this place?'
    'There's a front and a back door,' he replied as he approached her, 'Why?'
    'Because the trolls are only out by the grass. Look,for some reason they're not on the other side of the house.'
    'Hmm, that's interesting,' he said, stroking his goatee.
    'I wonder…' he rushed away from her and down the stairs until he reached what was actually the front door - they'd entered the back door earlier.
    Peering through the letterbox, he watched as the rain poured from above. 'You're right, I don't see any. The car is parked just over there,' he said, pointing to a black Range Rover in front of the building. 'Perhaps someone could take Moira and drive to Arundel. I know it's