An evil grin spread across the mans face. "So.. You are the four children imported from Finchley...and I see you've learned how to handle a sword." Pulling out a shaprend knife, he grabbed the girl's arm tightly, holding the blade up to her neck. Lucy held her breath, tears of fear sprang into her eyes and she looked helplessly at her siblings. Behind the man sat the professor and the Macready, each bound tightly to a chair...
Susan gasped in horror, her hand automaticly going up to cover her mouth. "Peter what are we going to do?" she whispered, her voice trembleing.
ooc: Aww crap..my mom says Igtg cause were going to the store, but I hope to seeya later!