Sunday 19 April 2015

Untitled ( Part 23 ) Look At the Dead Girl.












Coin floated down to the floor and I helped her up.



'I found a crackle and it gave me a star,' I said.


'What did you get?' she said.



I told her that I didn't know that but that some of the girls think it may have been a dud. I have never heard of dud crackles before and if there were such a thing I'm sure I would have done.


'Have you seen the stammies?' she said.



We all looked up and they were still switched off. I nearly told her that I miss them in a strange little way but I didn't think they would understand.

'We've been walking for hours but we can't find anything,' I said.


'Same here,' said Coin, 'but I've been levitating for a while to try and calm myself down.'


According to Coin it's easier to tick when everything is turned off so I tried it and manifested a glass of Layla juice. She was right so I manifested a cheese and onion sandwich. At least some things were looking up.


'We can't give up,' said Ink, 'we have to keep looking for a way out. We need to find the doors.'


She meant the 'Out of Bounds' doors. We all knew that and thought that at the same time I was sure of it. But the only problem was we were struggling to find any doors. We couldn't even find a door leading to a tutt and I was getting pretty desperate to use one.


Another crackle, this time a very angry red one, cam flying towards us. We all ducked out if the way instead of trying to catch it and we heard it crashing against a wall further along before it disappeared.


'They don't know what to do with themselves,' said Coin.


'They shouldn't be here at all,' said Ink.




Of course she was right. Ink was always right. I feel like she's always a step ahead of all of us in the thinking department. But she is that little bit older and almost ready for having her legs opened in the birthing zone. If we ever get to see the birthing zone again. I had a big feeling that everything had changed forever and that our lives were about to move into a new direction.



Bag screamed. And I followed her gaze and saw a tall girl being pinned to the wall by her reaper. She was taller and older than all of us but I didn't know her name. It was all over too quickly and she fell to the ground in a heap.


At first I thought that Bag had seen the reaper as well but them I remembered that she can see everything ten seconds before it happens. A ridiculous gift. What can you do in ten seconds? It was almost ridiculous as mine. I looked around and all the other reapers were grunting like Figs. I snapped.


'Why don't you all shut up?'


They continued to grunt and a few of them mumbled things that sounded like they were trying to say sorry but they couldn't quite spit the word out. It seemed that not all reapers were as fluent in human speak as the ones that had visited me that night.


That's when I realised that all the girls were looking at me. Like I had just done a crap on the floor.



'Who are you talking to?' said Ink.


'What?' I replied.



'Who are you telling to shut up?'


'Them,' I said. 'The reapers.'




Everybody was looking at me instead of looking at the tall girl who was laying with her head face down on the floor. I wanted to tell them all to turn around. To look at the dead girl, not me.




Look at the dead girl. See, she's dead. Isn't that more interesting than me?



'We have to find the doors,' said Rosh. She sounded like a mouse. It was more of a squeak than anything.


'We have to find the doors. The out of bounds doors,' she said.






I needed the tutt. Badly. It was starting to hurt. Either we found one or I was going to piss myself.




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