For a second, Shirley froze, like a deer caught in the glare of headlights. Farmer's laughter spun around her, cold and victorious. Her first instinct was to pull away and break the connection between them, but she resisted the urge.
If they were going to stop this man, they needed to know more about him, and that might only be achieved by actually talking to him.
I know how your mind works, remember, he said, his mind voice devoid of any emotion, yet somehow chilling.It was not hard to guess you'd try something like this.
Haven't you done enough to her?she spat back. Leave her some dignity in death, at least.
Why should I? They gave me no dignity in life.
School children are notoriously cruel. That's a fact of life. Something we all had to live with at one time or another.
But these twelve were not children. They were adults. There were no excuses for what they did.