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Shatter
I heard the most dreadful sound outside the cafeteria.
“Yowl.”
It was a whining of an injured animal. “Yowl.”
“What the fuck is that?” Ronin glanced underneath the patio tables.
“It’s a cat…I think?” I replied.
The shrieking cries were loud enough to distract a teacher. She stopped her lecture and stepped out of the classroom.
“Who is making that terrible sound?” The teacher covered her ears. “Is it one of you boys?”
The boys stood still with their mouths zipped shut. The teacher was annoyed by this response and slammed the door closed, knowing that she couldn’t put the blame on anyone. But wherever the sound was coming from it had to be close by. It could only be a cat in distress. Most cats meowed for food or attention, but this sounded nothing like that. I dropped the bag of chips in my hand and followed the sound, until it got louder.
Clyde followed me. He covered both his ears as we got closer to the shrieking. As soon as we got close enough, he backed away from me in fear thinking some vociferous animal would pounce on us at any moment.
“Yowl. Yowl.”
Is it dying? Is it in pain?
“It’s comin’ over here.” Ronin pointed left.
The awful sound was resonating from beneath one of the portables. I looked through the windows to see if anyone was inside, but the classroom was dark and empty.
“It’s under there.” I climbed over the metal railing and stepped into the bushes, pushing my way through. I knelt down.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1 - The Nightmare That Started It All
Chapter 18 - A Streak Of Green
Chapter 24 - On The Threshold
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