'Sorry Casey couldn't help it.' Ryan spoke his laughter finally subsiding. He mouthed another apology to Casey before suddenly standing bolt upright and slapping his head with the palm of his hand, 'Wait a minute-crap! Al! The whole of my acting group saw! They saw Casey used her power! They saw her light up Al!'<br/>Alistair wasn't listening. He had now lifted the mobile to his ear and was now pacing back and fourth on the burnt grass. His sharp eyes glanced around the trees and bushes as he tried to spot where the caller could be watching him from. After a moment he answered the call.<br/><em>'I enjoyed the show, but that was rather tame in comparison to last night'</em>The distorted voice spoke maliciously.<br/>'What do I win after completing that puzzle? Are you going to show your face now?' Alistair challenged. There was a dark scowl plastered on his face. Even if he couldn't see the caller he knew that he was hiding somewhere and watching them.<br/><em>'What you win is the next challenge. It should be waiting in your locker.'</em>The voice explained before hanging up.<br/>'Al! Did you hear me? They saw her!' Ryan cried.<br/>'Ryan shut up. We'll deal with that later. I need both of you follow me back into school he's left me another clue and I really don't think this is going to get any easier' He said with a grim expression before turning on the spot and burying his hands into his trouser pockets. He was dressed in a white buttoned shirt like yesterday but instead of a grey woolen vest and matching trousers he now wore a brown waist coat and black suit trousers with hard black boots. It was an odd look, he looked like a school kid from a British school back in the fifties, but it was an outfit that Alistair felt comfortable in.