I darted out of the car, ignored everyone and everything in my path and sped through the palace. Nora was hot on my tail following my sharp turns and I was frantically running about the halls like I actually knew them but I was just following Mathilda’s caramel-sweet scent.

A hundred thoughts were running through my head. 

Are they hurt?

Did someone take them?

How did they get home?

Are they okay?

Pain and blood and tears were all a part of my horror ...