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When they woke up they were in another world entirely. A room pale all over as if a big milky tongue had licked it into stillness. With a hush like all the silence of the world had gathered in it. A congregation of quiet. As if the space had been waiting patiently, just for them, its breath held like a morning frost.

‘This room doesn’t like us,’ Mouse whispered.

‘We have to get out,’ Tidge.

‘We can’t.’ Soli. Miss Practical, raising her eyebrows at the door.

‘It doesn’t like us,’ Mouse repeated.

As fear tiptoed up your spine like a daddy-long-legs.

These are the unbelievers, the impure.