"Children," said a man, who wasn't there before. Or, no one had seen him. "Welcome to camp. Here you will learn skills which will be extremely useful in your futures. I am Sam, and I am the camp leader. Novices," everyone new looked at each other blankly, "Or the children who have not attended camp before, go through the door to the left, and those who are here to 'complete further training', go to the right."

   Tuatara joined the line to the left, and when she looked at the people on the right, the look on their faces was smug, as if they knew something others didn't... She had butterflies in her stomach as the queue slowly moved forward. Eventually, she was close enough to the gate to see that they went into a room. Thank the Gods, she though, It's getting cold out here. She rubbed her bare arms, and smiled as she walked into the room.
   But it was more packed than it should have been. There were people everywhere. She panicked, looking around for Sam, but he was no where to be seen. She could feel beads of sweat running down her forehead and then... a door! She rushed forwards, dodging people. But then she realized that she didn't need to... they were all ghosts. She ran through them. Before she got to the door, a red steam train whooshed past and she stood stock still for a moment whilst her hair settled back into place. Slowly, she stepped forwards and opened the door.
   She sighed a deep breath of relief as she sat down with the other children on the gra.ss. 

   Louis, his brow furrowed in though, stepped into the room with caution. It was blank. No one was in there. He looked around for a moment. Then sat down. The answer would come to him... And almost as soon as the thought had come into his head, a door magically formed at the other end of the room. He walked, careful where he stepped, towards it, and slowly turned the handle. He, too, joined the children on the gra.ssy slope.

(Btw, that's their powers being 'unlocked'. :L)

Charlie opened the door and both of the twins rushed into the room, but when Charlie turned around, his older brother was nowhere to be found. The boy panicked and started to call his name, but no one answered. He turned around to open the door to go find Aaron, but when he tried to get out he couldn't, the door was locked. Charlie started to scream for help and pounded on the door.
The boy tried everything he could think of to unlock the door, but it was usless, the door didn't budge. Charlie slid to the floor in defeat and a silver tear rolled down his cheek.
Suddenly a bright light appeared in the middle of the blank room, making the boy squint. The light fadded and there stood his mother. At first the child just stood there in awe, but after a few minutes of staring he ran up to her to hug her. All he could feel was air as he wrapped his arms around her, his arms pa.ssed right through her body.
The woman smiled warmly to her son then walked across the room to the opposite wall. She placed her hand gingerly on the wood and more light burst into the room, blinding Charlie. When the boy could finnaly see again, she was gone. In her place was a steel door, the younger twin darted across the room and flung the door open. By this time he was in tears but he made it, he saw the others and sat with them on the slope.

Aaron