The woman untied and ungagged Daphne Tommy and I. "Who are you?" Tommy asked. "That's not important." the woman replied. "What's your name?" I asked, standing up. The woman smiled. "Call me Al." Daphne frowned. "Why are you here?" Al shrugged. "To fix things." she walked to the control panel and pulled out three pointy-looking things. "Hold out your hands." We did, and suddenly she pressed the pointed objects into the palms of our hands. "Ow!" Daphne jumped back. "That stung!" I studied my hand. In the center of my palm was a small bump, as big as a pencil eraser. It glowed an unearthly blue. "Those are the chips they talked about," Al gestured to the man and Sophie, who had fallen to the ground. "Did you kill them?" I asked. "Nope," Al said, "it's just a tranquilizer ray." Daphne pushed past me. "Al, I'm not sure what it is, but you seem familiar." "I was thinking that too," Tommy said, and frowned. "But I'm not sure where from. A look of sheer panic crossed Al's face, but after a second it was gone. "I have one of those faces." She said uneasily. "Well we'd better be going." "Going where?" I asked. "To ou- YOUR home." Al strode out the door. "Come on!" I started to follow her, and I heard Tommy and Daphne whispering behind me. "Hey," I said, and turned. "What aren't you guys telling me?" Daphne bit her lip. "It's not what we're not telling you, it's what she's not telling you." I shook my head. "I feel like we can trust her. Even if we don't know her. She did save our lives back there." "YOU do." Tommy muttered, and we went up the basement stairs, to where Al was waiting.