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Kelvin had helped see them off. And it was useful having Kelvin just a few doors away in Eastfield Terrace, where Matt lived with his aunt and her partner. When things were really bad, there was always somewhere to go.

And he had to admit that it was flattering, hanging out with someone three years older than him. Theres no big deal, he said.

Ill come. And that was it. The decision had been made. Matt tried to damp down the sense of rising fear. Kelvin slapped him on the back. The two of them set off together. Darkness came very quickly. It was the end of March but there was little sign of spring. It had rained heavily all month and the night still seemed to arrive before it was meant to.

As they reached the industrial zone, the street lamps flickered on, 13 throwing pools of ugly orange light on to the ground. The area was fenced off with signs warning that this was private property, but the fence was rusty and full of holes, and the only other barrier was the wild grass and thistles that sprouted all around where the tarmac ended.

Railway lines stretched out overhead, high up on a series of brick supports, and as the two boys approached quietly, flitting through the shadows, a train rattled past on its way to London. There were about a dozen buildings in all. Some had advertisements painted on the side: L for Leather, office furniture.

Stryker Auto Engineering. Kelvins warehouse was unmarked. It was a long, rectangular block with corrugated iron walls and a sloping, tiled roof. It had been built slightly apart from its neighbours, separated from them by a row of bottle banks and a junk heap of cartons and old tyres. There was nobody in sight. The whole area seemed deserted and forgotten. The main entrance to the warehouse a large, sliding door was at the front.

There were no windows, but Kelvin led Matt round to a second door at the side. The two of them were crouching now, hurrying through the darkness on tiptoe. Matt tried to relax, to enjoy what they were doing. This was an adventure, wasnt it? An hour from now, theyd be laughing about it with their pockets full of cash. But he was uneasy, and when Kelvin reached into his pocket and produced a knife, his stomach tightened and he felt even worse.

Dont worry.

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Its just to get us in. Kelvin inserted the point of the blade into the crack between the door and its frame, and began to play with the bolt. Matt watched him without saying anything, secretly hoping that the door wouldnt open.

The lock looked secure enough and it seemed somehow improbable that the seventeen-year-old would be able to unfasten it with anything as cumbersome as a knife. But then there was a click and light spilled out as the door swung open. Kelvin stepped back and Matt saw that he was equally surprised, although he was trying not to show it. Were in, he said. Matt nodded. For a moment he wondered if Charlie might have been right after all.

Perhaps this was going to be as easy as Kelvin had said. They went through the door. Inside, the warehouse was huge much bigger than Matt had expected. When Kelvin had talked about the place, he had imagined nothing more than a few racks of DVDs in an otherwise empty space.

But it seemed to go on for ever, with hundreds and hundreds of shelves numbered and divided into corridors that formed a complex grid system, all lit by vast industrial lights hanging on chains. And as well as the games and the DVDs, there were boxes of computer equipment, Game Boys, MP3 players and even mobile phones, all wrapped in plastic, ready for the shops.

There were no security cameras just like Kelvin had said. You head that way. Kelvin pointed. Go for the small, expensive stuff. Ill meet you back here. Why dont we stick together? Dont you worry, Matty.

I wont leave without you! The two of them split up. Matt found himself in a narrow corridor with DVDs on both sides. He reached out and took a handful, not even looking at what hed chosen. He was sure there were more expensive things in the warehouse but he didnt care. He just wanted to get out. Everything went wrong at once. It began with a smell that was suddenly in his nostrils, everywhere, coming from nowhere. The smell of burnt toast. And a voice. Come on, Matthew. Were going to be late.

A flash of colour.

A bright yellow wall. Pine cupboards. A teapot shaped like a teddy bear. The smell told him something was wrong in the same way that a dog will often bark before danger actually appears. Matt knew that it was odd but he had never really questioned it before. It was a knack a sort of instinct. A warning. But this time it had come too late. Before he knew what was happening, a heavy hand had clamped down on his shoulder, 16 spinning him round, and a voice exclaimed, What the hell do you think youre doing?

Matt felt his arms go weak and the DVDs cascaded to the floor, clattering around his feet. He found himself looking into the face of a security guard and knew at once that this wasnt the old codger Kelvin had described. This was a tall, serious man in a black and silver uniform with a radio transmitter attached to some sort of holster on his chest.

The man was in his fifties but looked fit, built like a rugby player. The police are already on their way, he said. You set off the alarm when you opened that door.

So dont try anything funny. Matt couldnt move. He was too shocked by the appearance of the guard. His heart was hammering in his chest, making it difficult to breathe. He was suddenly feeling very young again.

Whats your name? Are you alone? This time, his voice was a little kinder. He must have seen that Matt was no threat to him. How many of you are there? Matt drew a breath. I And then, as if a switch had been thrown and the whole world sent into a spin, the real horror began. The security guard jerked upright, his eyes widening, his mouth falling open. He released Matt and fell sideways. Matt looked past him and saw Kelvin standing there, a dazed smile 17 on his face. At first he didnt understand what had happened.

Then he saw the hilt of the knife, sticking out of the guards back, just above his waist. The security guard didnt look hurt. He just looked surprised. He collapsed slowly, rested on his knees, then pitched forward on to the floor and lay still. A whole eternity seemed to pass by. Matt was frozen. He felt he was being sucked into some sort of black hole.

Then Kelvin grabbed hold of him. Weve got to move, he said. Matt fought for control. What have you done? Why did you have to do that?

What else was I meant to do? Kelvin demanded. Hed seen you. I know hed seen me. But you didnt have to stab him! Do you know what youve done? Do you know what you are? Matt was speechless, horrified, and before he knew what he was doing, he had thrown himself at Kelvin, hurling him into one of the shelves. Kelvin recovered quickly. He was bigger and stronger than Matt.

He coiled forward, then lashed out with a fist, catching Matt on the side of the head. Matt fell back, dazed. Whats the matter with you, Matt? Kelvin snarled. Whats your problem? You are! You didnt have to do that! You must be out of your mind! Matts head was spinning. He didnt know what to say. Kelvin jabbed at him with his finger. I only did it for you.

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The security guard groaned. Matt forced himself to look down. The man was still alive. But he was lying in a pool of blood that seemed to be spreading with every second.

Lets go! Kelvin hissed.

We cant leave him. Wheres your mobile? We have to call for help. To hell with that! Kelvin ran his tongue over his lips. You stay if you want to. Im out of here. You cant! Watch me! And then he was gone, disappearing back up the corridor. Matt ignored him. The security guard groaned a second time and tried to say something. Feeling sick, Matt crouched down beside him and placed a hand on his arm.

Dont move, he said. Im going to get help. But help had already arrived. Matt heard the sirens seconds before the screech of tyres announced that the police had arrived. They must have begun their journey to the warehouse the moment Kelvin forced open the door. Leaving the guard, Matt stood up and walked out into the open. A whole section of the wall suddenly slid aside. Matt could see all the way down the warehouse and out into the darkness, which was flashing black blue black blue.

There were three cars parked across the entrance. A set of headlamps came on and a 19 dazzling beam of light shot through the darkness and hammered into his eyes. At the same time, half a dozen figures, no more than silhouettes, moved towards him. He could see that they were all dressed in protective clothing. Some of them were carrying guns.

They had already caught Kelvin. He was being led, squealing and crying, by two armoured men a great deal bigger than him. Then he saw Matt. At once he turned and pointed. It wasnt me! It was him! He made me come! And he killed the guard! Dont move! Matt stood where he was. Slowly, he raised his arms. The palms of his hands were caught in the light from the cars and now he saw that they were glistening red, covered in blood.

He did it! Kelvin screamed. The two police officers reached Matt and fell on him. His hands were twisted behind his back and cuffed. He heard the click of the metal and knew there was nothing he could do. Then he was jerked off his feet and dragged, silent and unresisting, out into the night. The car drove into a rectangular, tarmac-covered area with high walls all around.

As they drew to a halt, a steel door slid across, blocking the way out. The door closed with a loud, electric buzz. Matt heard the locks engage. They seemed to echo inside his head. He wondered if he would ever see the world on the other side of the door again.

The voice didnt seem to belong to anyone. It told him what to do and he obeyed. Matt said nothing. You havent had second thoughts, have you? Youve got nothing to worry about, Matt, mate.

Its going to be easy. Charlie told me Charlie was Kelvins older brother. Matt had never met him, which wasnt surprising. Charlie was in prison, in a young offenders institution just outside Manchester. Kelvin didnt often talk about him. But it was Charlie who had first heard about the warehouse.

It was fifteen minutes from the station, in an industrial zone. Amazingly, it had no alarm systems and only one security guard, a retired policeman who was half-asleep most of the time, with his feet up and his head buried in a newspaper. Charlie knew all this because a friend of his had been in to do some electrical work. According to Charlie, you could break in with a bent paper clip and you could probably walk out with a couple of hundred quids worth of equipment.

It was easy, just waiting to be taken. That was why the two of them had arranged to meet here. Matt had agreed to the idea when they were talking about it, but half of him had thought Kelvin wasnt being serious. The two of them had done plenty of things together. Under Kelvins guidance, theyd stolen stuff from supermarkets, and once theyd driven off in someones car. But Matt knew this was much worse. This was serious. It was breaking and entering. Real crime. Are you sure about this?

Matt asked. Sure Im sure. Whats the problem? If we get caught We wont. Charlie says they dont even have CCTV. Kelvin rested a foot on the wall. Matt noticed he was wearing a pair of brand new Nikes. He had often wondered how Kelvin could afford his clothes. Now, he supposed, he knew. Come on, Matt, Kelvin went on. If youre going to be such a wuss, Im not sure I want to hang out with you. Whats the big deal? A look of exasperation had crept into Kelvins face and in that moment, Matt knew he would have to go.

If he didnt, he would lose his only friend.

There had been kids who thought Matt was weird. Other kids had tried to bully him. Kelvin had helped see them off. And it was useful having Kelvin just a few doors away in Eastfield Terrace, where Matt lived with his aunt and her partner.

When things were really bad, there was always somewhere to go. And he had to admit that it was flattering, hanging out with someone three years older than him. Theres no big deal, he said. Ill come. And that was it. The decision had been made. Matt tried to damp down the sense of rising fear. Kelvin slapped him on the back. The two of them set off together. Darkness came very quickly. It was the end of March but there was little sign of spring.

It had rained heavily all month and the night still seemed to arrive before it was meant to. As they reached the industrial zone, the street lamps flickered on, The area was fenced off with signs warning that this was private property, but the fence was rusty and full of holes, and the only other barrier was the wild grass and thistles that sprouted all around where the tarmac ended. Railway lines stretched out overhead, high up on a series of brick supports, and as the two boys approached quietly, flitting through the shadows, a train rattled past on its way to London.

There were about a dozen buildings in all. Some had advertisements painted on the side: L for Leather, office furniture. Stryker Auto Engineering. Kelvins warehouse was unmarked. It was a long, rectangular block with corrugated iron walls and a sloping, tiled roof. It had been built slightly apart from its neighbours, separated from them by a row of bottle banks and a junk heap of cartons and old tyres.

There was nobody in sight. The whole area seemed deserted and forgotten. The main entrance to the warehouse a large, sliding door was at the front. There were no windows, but Kelvin led Matt round to a second door at the side.

The two of them were crouching now, hurrying through the darkness on tiptoe. Matt tried to relax, to enjoy what they were doing. This was an adventure, wasnt it? An hour from now, theyd be laughing about it with their pockets full of cash. But he was uneasy, and when Kelvin reached into his pocket and produced a knife, his stomach tightened and he felt even worse. Whats that for? Dont worry. Its just to get us in. Kelvin inserted the point of the blade into the crack between the door and its frame, and began to play with the bolt.

Matt watched him without saying anything, secretly hoping that the door wouldnt open. The lock looked secure enough and it seemed somehow improbable that the seventeen-year-old would be able to unfasten it with anything as cumbersome as a knife. But then there was a click and light spilled out as the door swung open. Kelvin stepped back and Matt saw that he was equally surprised, although he was trying not to show it. Were in, he said.

Matt nodded. For a moment he wondered if Charlie might have been right after all. Perhaps this was going to be as easy as Kelvin had said. They went through the door. Inside, the warehouse was huge much bigger than Matt had expected. When Kelvin had talked about the place, he had imagined nothing more than a few racks of DVDs in an otherwise empty space. But it seemed to go on for ever, with hundreds and hundreds of shelves numbered and divided into corridors that formed a complex grid system, all lit by vast industrial lights hanging on chains.

And as well as the games and the DVDs, there were boxes of computer equipment, Game Boys, MP3 players and even mobile phones, all wrapped in plastic, ready for the shops. Matt looked up. There were no security cameras just like Kelvin had said. You head that way. Kelvin pointed. Go for the small, expensive stuff.

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Ill meet you back here. Why dont we stick together? Dont you worry, Matty. I wont leave without you! The two of them split up. Matt found himself in a narrow corridor with DVDs on both sides. He reached out and took a handful, not even looking at what hed chosen. He was sure there were more expensive things in the warehouse but he didnt care. He just wanted to get out. Everything went wrong at once. It began with a smell that was suddenly in his nostrils, everywhere, coming from nowhere.

The smell of burnt toast. And a voice. Come on, Matthew. Were going to be late. A flash of colour. A bright yellow wall. Pine cupboards. A teapot shaped like a teddy bear. The smell told him something was wrong in the same way that a dog will often bark before danger actually appears. Matt knew that it was odd but he had never really questioned it before.

It was a knack a sort of instinct. A warning. But this time it had come too late. Before he knew what was happening, a heavy hand had clamped down on his shoulder, Matt felt his arms go weak and the DVDs cascaded to the floor, clattering around his feet. He found himself looking into the face of a security guard and knew at once that this wasnt the old codger Kelvin had described. This was a tall, serious man in a black and silver uniform with a radio transmitter attached to some sort of holster on his chest.

The man was in his fifties but looked fit, built like a rugby player. The police are already on their way, he said. You set off the alarm when you opened that door.

So dont try anything funny. Matt couldnt move. He was too shocked by the appearance of the guard. His heart was hammering in his chest, making it difficult to breathe. He was suddenly feeling very young again. Whats your name? Are you alone? This time, his voice was a little kinder. He must have seen that Matt was no threat to him.

How many of you are there? Matt drew a breath. I And then, as if a switch had been thrown and the whole world sent into a spin, the real horror began.

The security guard jerked upright, his eyes widening, his mouth falling open. He released Matt and fell sideways. Matt looked past him and saw Kelvin standing there, a dazed smile At first he didnt understand what had happened. Then he saw the hilt of the knife, sticking out of the guards back, just above his waist. The security guard didnt look hurt. He just looked surprised. He collapsed slowly, rested on his knees, then pitched forward on to the floor and lay still. A whole eternity seemed to pass by.

Matt was frozen. He felt he was being sucked into some sort of black hole. Then Kelvin grabbed hold of him. Weve got to move, he said. Matt fought for control.

What have you done? Why did you have to do that? What else was I meant to do? Kelvin demanded. Hed seen you. I know hed seen me. But you didnt have to stab him! Do you know what youve done?

Do you know what you are? Matt was speechless, horrified, and before he knew what he was doing, he had thrown himself at Kelvin, hurling him into one of the shelves. Kelvin recovered quickly. He was bigger and stronger than Matt. He coiled forward, then lashed out with a fist, catching Matt on the side of the head.

Matt fell back, dazed. Whats the matter with you, Matt? Kelvin snarled. Whats your problem? You are! You didnt have to do that! You must be out of your mind! Matts head was spinning. He didnt know what to say. I was only thinking of you, mate. Kelvin jabbed at him with his finger. I only did it for you. The security guard groaned. Matt forced himself to look down. The man was still alive. But he was lying in a pool of blood that seemed to be spreading with every second.

Lets go! Kelvin hissed. We cant leave him. Wheres your mobile? We have to call for help. To hell with that! Kelvin ran his tongue over his lips. You stay if you want to. Im out of here. You cant! Watch me! And then he was gone, disappearing back up the corridor. Matt ignored him. The security guard groaned a second time and tried to say something.

Feeling sick, Matt crouched down beside him and placed a hand on his arm. Dont move, he said. Im going to get help. But help had already arrived. Matt heard the sirens seconds before the screech of tyres announced that the police had arrived.

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They must have begun their journey to the warehouse the moment Kelvin forced open the door. Leaving the guard, Matt stood up and walked out into the open. A whole section of the wall suddenly slid aside.

Matt could see all the way down the warehouse and out into the darkness, which was flashing black blue black blue.

There were three cars parked across the entrance. A set of headlamps came on and a At the same time, half a dozen figures, no more than silhouettes, moved towards him. He could see that they were all dressed in protective clothing. Some of them were carrying guns. Burgess gives Matt a pendant with a key etched on it; Tom says it unlocks the maze of roads and it seems to do so, breaking the 'spell' on the roads in the local area. Matt goes to Burgess's farm, Glendale Farm, the next day, only to find the farmer dead, murdered by some sort of animal, and the place in a wreck with the words "Raven's Gate" painted on the bedroom wall.

He runs out and finds a police car, and tries to convince the policemen in the car of what happened. They go back to Glendale Farm and, to Matt's surprise, it is all neat again. Two of the villagers, including Joanna Creevy whom Matt had met in Lesser Malling are in there, and she seems to have rearranged everything, erased all traces of the murder, and Tom Burgess' body has vanished completely.

But another man named Dravid contacts him in a pop-up box, asking about him. Matt doesn't know what to say so he asks who Dravid is, then Dravid leaves the chat room. He tells him the story of what happened, but Richard doesn't believe him either.

Matt storms out of the Gazette in anger; to his shock, Jayne Deverill is waiting outside. She takes him back to Hive Hall and accuses him of fabricating his story. Deverill says that Tom Burgess never died, and she even gets 'him' to call on the phone, even though he is dead. Matt, knowing that something weird is going on, listens to the voice of Burgess, then hangs up and goes to bed. The next day, Stephen Mallory pays a visit. Mallory says he is there to check up on him and he is shocked by how ill and thin Matt looks, as well as signs of an earlier altercation with Noah.

He gets into an argument with Deverill, accusing her of breaking the law by working Matt to the bone and keeping him out of school, and says he will have her arrested and have Matt put in other care.

Mallory drives back to London, but he hears unearthly whispering in his car radio, on every station, and the car speeds up by itself and topples over a motorway bridge and smashes into a lorry, killing Mallory. In reality, Mallory had visited Hive Hall after researching Matt's case, including interviewing Kelvin before his trial and visiting the neighbour Matt stayed with when he was orphaned, and discovering that Jayne Deverill had been pursued by a drug addict and mugger on the day she was given custody of Matt; the man in question later committed suicide, unwillingly.

Matt is awoken by Deverill who tells him about Mallory's death, driving Matt into depression. Then he tries to escape when he sees that Jayne and Claire Deverill are going out.

He follows them, into the woods, and sees a dark magic ritual there. He tries to eavesdrop, but triggers a security alarm and Jayne Deverill summons two black demon dogs which chase him through the woods and then he is finally trapped in a bog.

But Richard Cole suddenly appears and rescues him. Richard kills the dogs by incinerating them, and he and Matt go to Richard's flat in York.

Richard hears Matt's full story, and Matt thinks the villagers are witches, to what Richard laughs. Sir Michael Marsh is ostensibly boring, and explains to Matt and Richard about how nuclear bombs and nuclear power plants work, and how the villagers could not have uranium, despite Matt thinking he saw radiation suited men and uranium boxes.

Afterwards, they visit Susan Ashwood in Manchester and deduce that although she seems good, she is thoroughly mad. Finally, Richard calls Dravid himself who works at the British Museum.

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