Rachel had hesitated long enough - she didn't know what was going on but she didn't want to be up here by herself just waiting. She didn't want Zoe and Danny and whoever to be left all by themselves, even though what was she going to do? Not stay up here in Zoe's room.

The cries from below drew her down, not as fast as Zoe had run but quickly enough. The whole house felt suddenly strange and unfamiliar, even though she'd been here quite a few times before. Heart in her throat, she paused at the door to the kitchen, looking in at the mess of people on the floor. The shirt she'd found to wear still hanging from her hand. She hadn't even thought to put it on.