Chapter 3

The inside of the manor was just enormous. It was in an old style with lots of wooden furniture. It could be anybody's dream house if it wasn't for all the army people whispering among themselves, shouting orders in radios or simply enjoying life.

Everything went silent when we got in. Everyone stopped their activities to look at us. Some had neutral expressions, others looked relieved and some, very few, had looks of terrors on their faces. 'What can three fourteen and one four, nearly five, year olds could do to terrorise them?' I thought.

    My  father led us through numerous corridors, twists and turns. We all were amazed with what we saw. The manor was just enormous. It took us a couple of minutes to reach the 'big office' as they called it. The office was simply breathtaking. Paintings and photographs were decorating the room, the columns were each decorated with gold leaves which were reflecting the light everywhere in the room. In the center of the room, there was an imposing mahogany desk. On the far end of the office we could find several couches set in front of a big window. Every wall of the office was invaded with books of every sort. Few soldiers were present in the room

"Don't you think it's weird!" I blurted out without thinking.

"What?" One of the soldiers asked out of curiosity. Every one in the room was listening and stopped what they were doing before.

"I mean, it's weird that it's only our country that's being attacked by THEM when the government said few days before that we were going to be attacked by a weird thing. No body trusted the government back then. Now everybody does. There is also the fact that few days before the attack , children went missing. They were all found dead after the attack, and they looked like THEM. Then the government knew how to react and what to do like they had planned that since a long time. Normally they take far longer than that to take decisions.Then there's also...." I got cut by a grumpy old soldier

" listen now Samantha Bracknel"he said insisting on my full name(which I totally hate by the way) "you know, we only took you because you're our chief's daughter not because you have brains. I, personally, hate people who who are know-it-alls" he snapped

" at least I have a brain" I muttered under my breath. I heard Luke trying to hide his laughter by coughing and Sally was trying to tell me to close my mouth( knowing my habit of talking back to adults) and Rob, well, he was snoring loudly on the ground. He was also drooling everywhere.

My father, who was exasperated said with a sigh: " colonel Arthur, stop it, they are just kids. Sam just shut up, Luke please stop laughing and Sally stop making signs, you look like a baboon" at this, everybody laughed and the concerned person turned red " and could you wake up Rob 'cause I don't like people drooling on my clean floor. Thanks".