The woman was already halfway up them, and Twink darted around her as she flew upwards. There was a startled squeal. ‘Tom! It’s up here!’ ‘I know!’ Twink could hear the man’s heavy footsteps pounding after her. Gasping with terror, she skimmed down the upstairs corridor and ducked into the first open room she saw. She had a quick, shadowy impression of pink and white. Glancing around frantically, Twink spotted a small house on the floor, with one wall missing. There was no time to wonder about it. She jetted to the little house and landed inside. There was actually furniture in here, just Twink’s size! She huddled behind an armchair, folding her wings tightly against her back. Just then the two humans came rushing in. There was a click, and light flooded down from the ceiling. Twink swallowed hard. Oh, please don’t let them see me! ‘Oh no – where has it gone?’ moaned the woman. ‘If it starts flapping around in here tonight, Lindsay will have nightmares for a week!’ ‘Don’t worry, we’ll catch it,’ said her husband.
