"My key has finally arrived," a voice welcomed. "Welcome home, child." The group turned around and saw the Young Master sitting on the throne. "I suppose you know of my fellow brother and sister," he said, extending his arms, pointing at the sides. Charlotte's blood began to boil as the curtains dropped to the floor. Sheena gasped at the sight and Fred held her hand tightly, in case she might act on impulse. "Steven," he introduced, "and Van." Their unconscious body was sitting on a pile of broken chairs, high enough for them to reach. Suddenly, Van began to stand up. She stood on top of the pile and her eyes opened. It was white and she was pale. Charlotte felt like she was about to explode in anger. They bewitched her?! She thought. "What did you do to her!" Charlotte shouted from

