Disharmony

move. Something big was definitely going on, and playing PSII was not going to help him learn what that was.

Zac froze on his way to the door and Luke heard it a split-second later. He dropped and rolled, but even though Zac had been further away, he was still first under the bed.

They both locked eyes on the source of the sound. The wardrobe? They waited. Nothing.

Luke had half made up his mind to crawl out from under the bed when one of the cupboard doors squeaked open. He scuttled backwards silently, grateful that the desk lamp wasn’t powerful enough to banish the shadows hiding them.

The door opened further. Who hides in their own cupboard? he wondered. This oughta be interesting.

Although he was completely focused on the wardrobe, he barely noticed the barefoot kid in the striped T-shirt who stepped out of it.

Because there was someone else in there behind him. He could sense her. And he was already halfway out from under the bed when she spoke.

‘Luke?’ she said, stepping out of the wardrobe.

‘Samantha?’ he said.

He stood up, ready to meet his sister.

***

Luke wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting when he met his twin sister. He hadn’t really had time to think a lot about it. Two days ago, he didn’t even know that this girl – with her arms locked around his neck in a death grip – existed.

But now that she was here, he realised that somehow, somewhere, he’d always known.

And everything felt wrong. Not wrong, exactly – more like right. Everything felt right. But not right, exactly. More like something he had never felt before. As Samantha clung to him, sobbing, Luke felt his heart pulsing in synch with hers, he felt each beat becoming more noticeable, more painful, more loud. He hugged her back. This stranger. The only family he’d ever known.

A sob rose in his throat. That hadn’t happened since he was four and foster mummy two had drunkenly pushed him into a kerosene heater and his pyjamas bottoms had melted into his thighs. The memory flared a moment of panic and he dropped his arms and pulled away.

When they broke connection, the drumming in his chest stopped mid-beat; his heart instantly became cold and quiet again. The tears in his throat evaporated and his brain clicked in, razor-sharp, as the rest of his body became comfortably numb.

What the hell was that? he wondered.

Samantha teetered there without him, her eyes bereft.

‘What happened to you?’ she said, tears streaming.

How do I answer that? he thought. He didn’t try.

For the first time, Luke noticed that Zac wasn’t behind him, crawling out from under the bed. He was standing at the open doorway of the wardrobe. Luke wasn’t surprised. It was difficult to be shocked by anything Zac did any more. Besides, there was also the fact that his twin sister had just stepped out of a cupboard. He’d never done surprise very well, anyway.

And who was the other kid?

He turned to face the taller boy who was staring back at him. The kid was completely panicked. Fear crouched in his dark eyes and he ducked his head, cowering, as a newbie might in his first week at Dwight when he was about to be ‘counselled’ by Mr Holt and his henchmen.

‘Who -’ he began.

And then the wardrobe door creaked again.

Oh, for God’s sake.

‘Seraphina!’ yelled Zac and Samantha simultaneously.

That was a little too loud, Luke thought. He didn’t know whether Georgia knew that she had all these people chilling out in her hanging space, but she was gonna be aware of it pretty soon if everyone kept up with that volume.

‘Quiet!’ hissed the woman, stepping down from the wardrobe and quickly scanning the room.

Her eyes stopped at Luke, and he stared right back. Well, she was beautiful. Definitely hot, even in her Rambo outfit. But who on earth was she?

‘Um,’ he said. ‘What’s going on?’

Seraphina spoke first. ‘We haven’t got long,’ she said. ‘Samantha, I trust you’ve met Luke, your brother?’

Samantha nodded.

‘It was a terrible risk of me to give you that phone, and I hope one day you’ll forgive me,’ said the woman.

‘What phone?’ said Luke.

‘How does it work?’ said Samantha.

‘It’s an ancient object embedded within a communication device. It calls me to you when you desperately need me. But it also attracts others. We had to risk it when we lost track of you in Windsor, Luke.’

‘But I’ve never seen you before in my life,’ said Luke. ‘And what the hell are you doing hanging around in a closet?’

Seraphina’s golden eyes glinted. ‘Obviously, Luke, you realise that it is not an ordinary wardrobe.’

‘There are extraordinary wardrobes?’ said Luke.

‘There are many things you need to learn, but now is not the time. You and your sister are in immediate danger. I’ve no doubt the creatures hunting you are on their way. Whoever created this portal -’ she pointed at the wardrobe, ‘- is a very powerful being. Using it requires much skill.’

Her eyes locked hard on Luke’s, and then she turned quickly. ‘Zac Nguyen, your mother would be very proud of you.’

Zac blushed and bowed. Luke stared at him. He’d never seen anyone bow before.

‘And who is this?’ said Seraphina, turning towards the boy wearing no shoes and a terrified expression. The boy looked wildly around the room and then at the door.

He’s either gonna bolt or cry, thought Luke.

‘I don’t know his name,’ said Samantha quietly. ‘And I don’t think he can talk, Sera. But he can draw. And he’s really, really frightened.’

Luke’s eyes turned to his sister. Every word she spoke made him want to hear more.

Seraphina moved very slowly towards the boy, her palm outstretched as though approaching a trapped animal. Her lips moved, but Luke couldn’t pick up what she was saying. The boy’s head stopped thrashing about, but his eyes still looked freaked.

‘Please, would you tell us who you are?’ said Seraphina.

The kid reached around behind his back and pulled a notepad out of his backpack. He flipped back the cover and Luke could see some writing at the top of the page.

‘Kyle Greene,’ read Seraphina. ‘Is that your name?’

The boy chewed his bottom lip and then inclined his head, once.

‘Kyle Greene?’ said Luke. ‘Samantha, I think he’s one of our brothers!’

‘One of our brothers?’ Samantha stared at Luke.

‘What?’ hissed Seraphina. She grabbed the boy by the arm. ‘Kyle, why did you bring Samantha here? Who sent you to find her?’

Kyle wrenched his arm away and barrelled out of the room. Samantha hesitated, but the trail of fear and despair he left behind was too strong and she bolted after him.

And as she left the room, the world changed forever.

Shangri-La Hotel, Sydney, Australia