CHAPTER 4
Stalling and calling.
That night Davina could hear whispering throughout the dormitory accompanied by the patter of the girls’ bare feet. Many crept about talking in hushed voices; others tried to ignore what was going on.
‘Come on get up,’ said one to another from a bed further down the dormitory.
‘She’s definitely asleep. We need to go through her things; find out what’s going on with her.’
Davina sensed the talk was about her, something bad was about to happen. Davina focused her mind as best she could; she tried to remember where she was before a few days ago. The harder she tried, the harder it became to remember, it was just darkness.
Davina continued to listen to the girls preparing themselves.
‘She has no idea does she?’ they whispered excitedly.
Davina remained still listening to the girls; all the while she ran through the calls of all the different animals she knew of. There was the bear, the puma, the lion, the tiger, the wolf and some other creatures, creatures she could not name. Davina recalled how each communicated and wondered whether she could make any of those calls whenever she wanted. If that was the case did she have something to do with animals?
Davina’s bed faced a large window; outside the window the moon was bright. The light from the moon gave her a level of comfort. That dim light enabled Davina to see the shapes of the other girls darting about the room. What were they plotting? Davina curled up and laid on her side, she was not scared, but she was alone. Davina continued gazing at the moon. There was something about it, something so strange and so enticing, something she recognised. Davina blinked; in that second a few distorted shapes flew across the moon then disappeared. Davina sat up, what were they? The distorted shapes were familiar to her, she just wished she knew why and instinctively wanted to call them. Davina shook her head, there was one particular sound she wanted to make, she had to hold back! No one was supposed to hear it. It was natural for her, but not for the ‘normal’ person. Did that mean she wasn’t a normal person? Davina gasped, she had a flash of memory. It was something to do with stones. It was something to do with...
‘Get up,’ called a girl wearing a disfigured Venetian mask.
Davina noticed the mask was ornate with gold with patterns swirling about it. Davina turned slowly and saw all the girls encircling the bed were also wearing decorated masks, they intended to intimidate her. She was not frightened. They had no idea what she could do if she needed to. What’s more that flash of memory had reminded her of something, something that would terrify them.
‘Tell us why you’re ‘ere,’ said the leader.
‘I ate my parents.’
‘You didn’t, you made that up!’
Davina looked confused, ‘why do you say that?’
‘Rose told us, you stupid girl. Rose is the gossip here, she checked you out and she knows who you are. You just have no memory, so you’re not bad like us. Now, we’re going to show you what bad really is!’
Davina shook her head, ‘look it doesn’t need to be like this.’
‘Of course it doesn’t, but we like it like this, that’s why we’re ‘ere.’
Davina shifted awkwardly in her bed. Out of the corner of her her eye she noticed three shapes fly past the moon. She glanced at the moon, she had an idea.
The girls in the group made animal noises. One growled, another barked until the area became frenzied.
Davina took a deep breath, her stomach knotted, she was in trouble. What should she do? There was only one option: she had to make ‘the’ sound. Davina turned her head from the frenzy and gazed at the moon. Once focused, she took a deep breath and made a loud and ferocious roar. All the glass in the area cracked. The frenzy fell silent. Each girl glanced nervously at another trying to determine who was in front of them. Davina altered her pitch and gave a low rumbling growl, cracking the glass further. Some of the girls covered their ears, others glanced nervously, some stepped away folding their arms.
‘You freak!’ screamed the leader.
Davina stared into the leader’s eyes, shifted her legs out of her bed and stood in front of her.
‘No I’m not a freak. You make one more comment about me and I will eat you while you sleep. Now leave me alone. I’m warning you!’
Davina walked to the centre of the girls. ‘Take off the masks, I know who you are.’
One of the girls, Sheba, was angry and reached out intending to pull Davina’s hair. She wanted a fight. Davina dodged, turned to face her, took a deep breath and let out the full sound she’d been suppressing. The sound blasted through the room. Windows exploded, glasses blew apart and the room shook. Some of the girls’ noses bled. At the same time the dark shapes flying through the sky turned and swooped towards the home. Bang. Bang. Bang! Three thuds collided with the outer wall forcing the room to vibrate with the impact. Some of the girls screamed, others cowered. A few eyed Davina. What was she?
Sheba scowled and pointed a black finger nail at Davina, ‘what did you do you freak?’
Davina stared her in the eye. ‘You touch me again and I’ll do worse than that! Now I mean it - keep away from me!’
One of the girls guarding the door peeked through and saw a familiar shape on the rampage.
‘Quick Ms Kirk’s on her way!’ she yelled.
Down the corridor a heavy, flat-footed stomp collided with the cold tiled floors. Ms Kirk carried a search light and stormed towards the girl’s dormitory. ‘Always the same, always someone new and look what happens,’ she muttered pounding past the boys’ dorm. The boys were curious and followed. ‘Get to bed! This is not for everyone to have a bit of a party!’
Needless to say the boys didn’t do as they were told and followed.
Inside the girls dormitory there was a flurry of movement. All the girls hid their masks, dived under their covers and pretended they were asleep. Davina laid back down and stared at the door.
Slam! Ms Kirk threw it open. Smack! She barged in searching for a culprit. There was nothing, it all appeared peaceful. She swished her torch about the dorm, the girls pretended to wake up when the light hit them.
‘Don’t act the innocent! You can’t fool me, so don’t try!’ Ms Kirk walked the length of the room. At first she was confused by the draft until she stepped on some shattered shards of glass lying on the floor. ‘What’s this?’ demanded Ms Kirk.
Silence.
‘Someone must know something, where are the windows?’ she demanded.
Ms Kirk shone the search light on each person trying to determine a guilty party. No-one responded. ‘Right extra chores and tomorrow is Thursday. Looks like there’ll be no girls in the line-up unless all the chores are done!’
There were tuts and sighs from around the room.
‘Oh and don’t think you’ve got away with this. Tomorrow we’ll get up early and I will be interrogating every single one of you. You can’t smash my windows and think you’ll get away with it. You had better be ready to inform me as to who caused this mess otherwise the cane comes out. There will be beatings for everyone you hear? Or maybe someone would like to own up right now!’
Davina stared past Ms Kirk at the moon. She wasn’t going to take the blame. Although one thing was for certain: a search party was looking for her.
Davina sighed, something was bothering her: someone’s eyes were upon her. There was one person standing alone, peering through the gap in the door, that one person had different coloured eyes. Did he know what was going on?
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