CH. 5: MISSING; "THIS PLACE ISN'T NEARLY AS TERRIFYING AS I THOUGHT," DENVER REMARKED, LOOKING AROUND. "IT'S LITERALLY JUST QUIETER." EMILY NODDED. IT WASN'T THAT BAD. SHE WONDERED WHY THE OTHER KIDS WERE SO TERRIFIED OF THE PLACE. JACOB FROWNED. "TOO QUIET." MADALINE WHIPPED AROUND TO FACE HIM. "IT'S CLOSED, YOU BEE-BRAIN! WHAT WERE YOU EXPECTING? A ROCK CONCERT?" JACOB SIGHED. "I KNEW IT WOULD BE QUIET," HE PROTESTED. "THIS PLACE JUST FEELS WRONG." MADALINE SIGHED. "THE MURDERS HAPPENED BACK IN THE NINETEEN HUNDREDS, JACOB. NONE OF THAT REMAINS BUT URBAN LEGENDS AND STUPID DARES. JUST LIKE YOU SAID, BLARE......BLARE?" INDEED, BLARE WAS NOWHERE NEARBY. JACOB AND DENVER EXCHANGED GLANCES. "SHE WAS KILLED BY THE ROBOTS!" THEY BOTH YELLED AT THE SAME TIME. "DON'T BE SILLY," EMILY REASSURED THEM. "SHE JUST WANDERED OFF. YOU KNOW SHE DOES THAT A LOT." SHE TRIED TO SOUND CONFIDENT, BUT EVEN SHE WASN'T SURE. WHAT IF ONE OF THE ROBOTS DID KILL BLARE? "HEY, KIDS! YOU'VE GOT A LOT OF EXPLAINING TO DO."