6 Chapter. 5. The child.

ABIGAIL

"Are you sure it's a good idea?" I asked Veronica as I watched a pink bag go through. Without stopping to stir things, he answered me.

-You calm down and keep watching.

I turned to look at the door again. I almost gasp when I see Marlía. It had taken me by surprise.

-I already brought breakfast! Bread with something that ...- I put her quickly into the room where only the three of us were.

The others must be in the courtyard. After all, it is Saturday. Today there are no classes and the meals are the worst.

-Shhhh.- I shut up my most absent-minded friend and I motioned for her to know what we were doing.

For 20 minutes Verónica has been diving into the bags of Laura, the rich girl of the group. We still don't know why it was sent here. But we appreciate it, it is a gold mine.

-Girls!! Look!

Marlía and I watched and were as amazed as she was. It was a telephone. A cell phone. It is impossible.

-Hello!! Is anyone left at the hostel ...? - A boy's voice was heard.

Vero quickly closed Laura's bags and left them where they were. I ran to hide the things that we had put away (stolen). While Marlía bit her bread and walked to the door to greet whoever was yelling.

-Hello good day. I am Marlia. I did not see you. You are new?

-Hello!

Then we saw a boy dressed in colorful clothes. It's the weekend, nobody wears the uniform, or what is supposed to be our uniform. It looks like he was going to play football.

-My name is James. Last year. So no. I'm not new. But you do!

-James, you found ... Oh! Hello! Do you want to play football with us ...? - A girl with blond hair and very light eyes entered. She was wearing a light blue dress and a stuffed duckling in her right hand. For some reason, despite his smile, it gave me the creeps.

-Yes !! - Marlia exclaimed and hurried down.

I saw Veronica make a sign of affirmation and we both went down with the elders. So far the weekends are quiet. Only nights are dangerous.

"Are you thinking of playing like this?" I asked Claudia, the girl who was carrying the stuffed animal. Not that I cared, but playing football with a dress and hair down is not very comfortable. She laughed.

-I'm not going to play, it would be uncomfortable with a dress and Mr. Lucky.

There was a shrill laugh. Veronica next to me made a little jump. Then I heard James speak:

-At night it is not very difficult for you to run with a dress.

We understood the hint very well and more with the smile of both characters.

-How are we going to play? - Asked Veronica to turn the conversation around. James put his hands on his head as we walked onto the field.

-Before we used to play the boys against the girls. But it could no longer be ...

- Lena and Camila sleep in the forest ...- Claudia said with a smile. Then James continued ...

-And Flavia colors the corridor of the infirmary.

-Verónica What did you promote with this talk? - I thought silently.

We already know who died yesterday. Luckily we made it to the stadium. There, besides Marlía, was Luis. Apparently he was also going to play.

"What awaits us today?" I heard Vero whisper.

-Hopefully just a violent football game.

What if. It was just a football game with a rematch in the afternoon. I was running all morning and asked for a change because I was not giving more. My team was Verónica and Luis. Now Marlia was coming in to take my place. Our opposing team are James, Felix and Benjamin. The game hadn't been as violent as I'd expected. There was laughter, clapping hands and everything good sport deserves. It seems incredible that those of us who play today can kill us without mercy at night.

-Ball out !! - Claudia yelled and I went to look for her.

-I'm going for her!

He ran after the ball that had gone into the forest. I took it and was about to return when I heard a sound behind me. I turned and walked over the fallen leaves trying to make as little noise as possible.

I blinked several times. What was that? Perhaps...

-I don't know what surprises you ...- Look at my side. I didn't hear him arrive.-The bodies ...- Look at the scene again ...- Or let the teachers pick them up.

"What are you doing here?" I asked that boy with the covered face, I could only see his green eyes. He hadn't been playing with us. I could even admit it, he's a year older than me. Tom is his name.

-I just came to look. So I know who are left.

-For that you can look at the mural in the shelters.- I said referring to the large poster where every day they wrote the names of the "runaways" students.

We looked again as they dragged the third corpse, which seemed bled.

-Don't be fooled. The only way out of here is like this.

-Abi !! - I heard they called me. I got up to leave.

"I'll give you some advice ..." I looked at him again. "Don't be so trusting or you won't get out of here."

Was she very confident? I was going to go. But I was going to ask Tom. What was he referring to? What should I be suspicious of? When I turned around, Tom was gone ...

-Abigail !!

I walked out of the forest and met the teams. I gave them the ball and went to sit down. The game ended with a third-year victory. The previous game we had won the first, so we were tied. The girls and I went to bathe. Then I understood what Tom meant.

When I finished I got dressed and walked as best I could to my bed. When I came out of the bathroom I saw James leaning on the railing on the third floor. I concealed my steps as best as possible and I greeted him with my hand. I sat on my bed and waited for the girls.

-Oh! I'm dead !! - Marlía said lying on Veronica's bed, while she came scolding her for wetting her bed. Apparently I was not the only one. My feet were shaking. Marlía stayed in bed and Verónica wasted no time in sitting down.

"I think today's game wasn't a good idea," she whispered. I'd say it was a trap. A few minutes later we went down to eat in total silence.

-There is two hours to sleep ... what if we try the mobile? - Asked Veronica. I nodded.

With all possible care we went up to the top floor of the main building to look for coverage. The connection was unstable. One line, two. Not much more.

-That should be enough. Who do we call? - Said Marlía. The three of us looked at each other. -I don't have anyone to call. My parents wanted me here.-Marlia continued.

"Mine too." I nodded. My case was no different.

-This place can't be legal. The murderers. All of this cannot be right. Let's call the police.- Veronica tried. On the fourth try I succeed.

-Goodnight. It is the National Police. What do you need?

-Well ... see ... I'm calling from a school ...

-What school? What is your situation?

In that we hear some sounds. Look at my watch. Oh no!

- We missed the hour! - I said hurriedly ...

-Is it three o'clock already ?! - Well, it was ten minutes past three.

-I don't know what this school is called. But every night the students kill each other ...- Veronica recounted hurriedly as we gathered our things and started to go down the stairs.

-Calm down. Tell me your real situation.

Veronica started yelling at him, repeating the same thing. Trying to convince whoever was on the other side of the line.

-You have to calm down, miss ...

-Curse!! Go to hell !! - And I hung up.

Just in time to hear footsteps behind us. Also in front. They surrounded us. I looked carefully down the hallway that turned. We had a confrontation on our nose. I think it was Anne against a larger group.

"Shall we help her?" I shook my head.

She had a good handle on the situation. Too good for my liking. It was full of blood, of whom surely it was his first victim. Veronica motioned to go back and take another path. I nodded. But we heard footsteps behind us again. The corridor was dark there was no one. Look at Anne's combat. She was fighting with a boy she didn't recognize.

I felt that they praised me and I almost got a scream. I looked at the girls and I saw a third person. A child with dark glasses. He had my hand grabbed and was tapping my palm. The girls kept looking around.

-He did the same with Marlía. But we don't understand.- Veronica whispered. I was going to answer him but the boy, Jack of our year, took my wrist and dragged me down one of the darkest corridors. The girls followed us. I got carried away because it didn't seem dangerous.

Jack opened a door and we all went inside.

-Girls this is the haunted bathroom.

-What are you talking about? -Ask Marlia. I didn't understand what he was talking about.

-In the game we heard about this place. They say that those who enter here are left without a face or change it for a more ugly one, and leave it on the bathroom walls. - Verónica explained. As Jack lets go of my hand and heads to a corner where he seems to have a little shelter prepared.

-Ben says that's why his face looks like this.

Ben was the boy with the big scar on his face. He's a third year and I suspect he's the one wearing the rabbit mask. The same one that Marlía met in the first nights.

-Although the bathroom is very gloomy, we cannot trust everything they tell us. He seems to have been here a long time.- I said referring to the smallest.

I went with Jack to try to communicate with him. Take her hand to confirm what you assumed. The girls came over and sat next to us.

-Vero ... that looks like a face ... That too ...- Marlía said but Veronica told her to shut up.

-Don't talk loud. I think we'll be fine here.

-Jack says if we don't make noise they won't discover us. Nobody passes by here.

-How do you understand it? And what do we do with the faces? -I wonder Marlía.

"Don't look at them," he answered simply.

Jack released my hand and lay down in the corner. He was too young to be here. He can't seem to see anything, nor can he speak. But he has a very good hearing and the rest of his senses are magnificent.

-He hears us and communicates through Morse.

-I see...

-Morse?

Then go on to explain to Marlía. If we were going to share shelter, I had to know how to communicate. Then we got ready to sleep. It was silent. It was safe outside in chaos. But apparently the legend that had been woven from this place helped us a lot. The last thing I heard that night was Veronica murmuring.

-Girls ... I think I lost my phone.