Friend or Foe Ch: 6
Sasha's revenge.
At that night there were two funerals. I wore my plane black dress which looked like nightgown. Everything was mind-boggling. I could never understand what happened to Sharon and why did she ever committed suicide. Police thought that one of us is responsible for all these deaths but Miss Baliana saved us from trouble. When the funeral was over, we went back to our room thinking of the deaths. We asked Miss Baliana to change our room because at night it could get extremely cold so we should be provided by an alternative room.
But it was not possible because there was not any extra room available and we were leaving tomorrow any way so we have to stay on the same room. As soon as we reached the room, Darla started crying loudly. Marty was also on the verge of tears but still she was comforting Darla. We all sat down sadly and quietly moaning to ourselves. All at once, Marty stood up. Her mouth was writhed in anger and she screamed "I know who did this! Sasha did this!" "She is dead!" I said in a sad but strong voice. "We will see!" Marty challenged. She bought a candle, a match box and weird kind of sheet. She placed it in the middle of the room, lightening the candle and placing it near the sheet. "It is sheet which will help us to know the answers!" yelled Marty, as sulky as ever. "People sit around it and hold each others hand, think about Sasha and repeat after me 'Sasha please come to us and answer our questions," Marty said in brave voice.
We all did as she told and then suddenly everything in the room started vibrating. With a huge force of air from the broken window, the candle blew. "No one move!" Marty ordered, "Sasha is here!" Marty suddenly raised her voice and asked to nothing "Why are you doing this?" there was no reply and then she asked "Why did you kill Sharon?" and again there was no movement. I was sure that nothing was there but Marty tried again "Who are you going to kill next?" and suddenly the door opened with pressure and some thing was written on it. It was scribbled "YOU WILL DIE NEXT!" Marty screamed and stood up running frantically towards toilets. We all followed her and when we reached there, we all shrieked. Marty was lying there as motionless as DEAD. Blood was rushing out of the back of the head. Her eyes were open as wide as if she has seen some ghost.
They look a lot like Sharon's when she died. Everything happened so fast that I could not understand the situation and my sugar level dropped. My head spun and Liza came to my aid. She supported me carrying my weight and dragged me to the room. I could see Matilda crying and Hannah hugging her and comforting her. I wondered why they never came to my aid even though I was a lot worse than them. Everything was fading away and reality seemed far, far away.
I took a huge breath and another then suddenly Liza was by my side. "She is awake now," said Liza calmly. My eyes smarted and watered but my view started getting clearer. There was a figure looming in front of me. She was wearing blue clothes like uniform. "Did she faint for ten minutes?" figure confirmed. "Um... yes ma'am," Liza replied in confusion. "Is she totally awake now?" again figure confirmed. "Yes," Liza replied hurriedly. "Mlissa? Are you awake?" the unknown voice questioned me. "Hmm," was all I managed to say. "Okay I am a police inspector and my name is Miss Sarah. As you know about the unexpected deaths, can you please tell me everything you saw?" the Inspector asked. I wanted to tell truth but suddenly a thought came to my mind that all along every one was lying for me and I cannot let their hard work go to waste.
But still my brain was screaming a sanitary question at me that how can I live when every one's life in danger because of me as they can get caught any moment from now and how can I even live with such a huge burden on my chest which was way heavier than I could carry. "Ahem. Are you going to tell me or not?" Miss Sarah inquired. "Yes. Sasha and Sharon committed suicide by jumping out of window and Marty was dead when we reached toilets..." this was all said I shakily without knowing why I ever lied. "Hmm," said the inspector while checking the notes in her writing pad. "Okay. I think Marty's death was an accident but I don't know why Sasha and Sharon committed suicide? Oh, well thank you Mlissa for your time," said the inspector in serious and formal tone. She left the room but her words, "But I don't know why Sasha and Sharon committed suicide?" echoed in my mind for very long time and I know the answer that was; Sasha was out seeking for her revenge. We all will die sooner or later and her deaths will as painful as it was her.
Everything looked dangerous and different. I was the one who made everyone's life hell. They all soon be dying and the fault would be all mine I thought feeling guilty at extreme. My eyes were puffy and were aching as if someone had punched me. "Who is going to die next?" Hannah whispered. It was dark outside. I was hugging my self and wrapped around a warm sheet which kept me from shivering. The cold was as bad as ever. The cool air filled the room and the curtains were moving because of air from the same window from two girls died. First one was killed and second one committed suicide. Third girl who died in toilets.
My nose was watering and I was wishing again that we could shift to the better room. "It dose not matter who will die next. We all are going to die and this is the only thing that matters," Darla said sadly. She had been very quiet since the death of Marty and Sharon. She never cried but it seems as if she had been in some kind of shock. Suddenly her eyes became heavy with tears and started pouring down her face. I left my place and hugged her. "I have never experienced death so close. Sharon and Marty were my friends from Kindergarten and now they left me all alone. I am missing them so much!" she said brokenly. Tears came into my eyes and ran down my face.
My head was aching and spinning. "I DO NOT KNOW WHAT THAT LADY WANTS!" Darla screamed "IF I HAD DONE SOMETHING WRONG THEN WHY MY FRIENDS ARE SUFFERING!" I never understood her sentence. I have killed Sasha and that is truth. Why was she blaming herself? I thought. I wanted to ask but suddenly Miss Baliana entered "I just found an extra room for you all femme", she said in her warm voice. I could tell by her face that she was miserable. We all took our blankets and started towards the old building. We all descended quietly without asking where we are moving to. All our other stuff was in the old room. It was extremely cold and dark outside. Different animals were making different sounds.
The most prominent one was tit-tit. There was small rocky area. Liza was walking and walking, her blanket in her one hand. She was so involved in her thoughts that she did not realize that she bumped into in that rocky area. Screams ran out of her mouth. Those rocks were not that sharp but in that way Sasha had decided to take her revenge from Liza. "Liza!" I cried letting fall all the blankets from my hands and started running towards her. She wailed in agony. "My ribs!" she cried her hands closing around them. Blood trickled out of her mouth. Miss Baliana ran towards Liza but she was probably late because Liza had already given up. Her breathing stopped. Her voice lessened and all that was remaining were the echoes caused by her screams.
It was eight in the morning and my still I was tossing over the bed. I cried whole night and was preparing my self to tell the truth to Miss Baliana but never got guts to go and tell her the truth. And the very other reason was that I was not sure that all these deaths will stop by just telling the truth to Miss Baliana. I did not know what Sasha actually wants. It was 9 a.m. when I came to firm decision that I am going to tell about this whole thing to Miss Baliana. I stood up and started making my way towards the door when suddenly I heard Darla asking me "Where are you going?" she asked.
I wanted to lie but I knew I was a bad liar and if I will ever try to lie, they will catch me soon. "I am going to tell Miss Baliana the truth," I said straight from the shoulder. "Why?" She insisted and all I said was "To stop these deaths." "I swear it would not help a bit," she said at last standing from her bed. "I do not care but still there is hope or chance." I said glumly and rushed out of room. Darla followed me half wearing her upper. "It can make matters even worse. Believe me and you do not even know the whole thing," she said.
She was breathing hard. We were outside and were very near the entrance. The air was filled with the smell of fresh cookies but it made my stomach woozy. "Um.... last night you said something like that it was your fault entirely. Remember?" I asked shyly. It felt weird to blame someone that way but I had to ask so I did. "Oh, yeah I wanted to te........ Ahhhhhhhh!" Darla screamed. Darla fell on the ground because there was a cookie wrapper. I thanked God because at least she was alive. "Hey, give me a hand" she said. She was a little ahead of me. I started my way towards her but suddenly froze at my place because at that very moment I heard horns blaring and truck was directly coming towards Darla. Adrenaline rush was their. Still I ran towards Darla but I never reached towards Darla because a strong hand held me.
Truck went over Darla and all I heard was her screams. I moved my face towards the person who held me. It was no other than Miss Baliana. "You stopped me! Why? You....," I shouted without trusting my eyes and my self. How did I let Darla die I thought. "I stopped you because you could never reach to her in time and you could die too!"She said in her French accent and let me go. She moved towards Darla who was dead. Her mouth was filled with blood and one tire was on her back. Her eyes were popped wide just like Sasha, Sharon and Marty. Every one gathered around Darla and I could hear a guy say "She is dead!". I never went towards Darla because I was scared to death. Instead I quietly moved towards the room, crying. I did not told Miss Baliana anything and thought to tell her at a better time.
But it was not possible because there was not any extra room available and we were leaving tomorrow any way so we have to stay on the same room. As soon as we reached the room, Darla started crying loudly. Marty was also on the verge of tears but still she was comforting Darla. We all sat down sadly and quietly moaning to ourselves. All at once, Marty stood up. Her mouth was writhed in anger and she screamed "I know who did this! Sasha did this!" "She is dead!" I said in a sad but strong voice. "We will see!" Marty challenged. She bought a candle, a match box and weird kind of sheet. She placed it in the middle of the room, lightening the candle and placing it near the sheet. "It is sheet which will help us to know the answers!" yelled Marty, as sulky as ever. "People sit around it and hold each others hand, think about Sasha and repeat after me 'Sasha please come to us and answer our questions," Marty said in brave voice.
We all did as she told and then suddenly everything in the room started vibrating. With a huge force of air from the broken window, the candle blew. "No one move!" Marty ordered, "Sasha is here!" Marty suddenly raised her voice and asked to nothing "Why are you doing this?" there was no reply and then she asked "Why did you kill Sharon?" and again there was no movement. I was sure that nothing was there but Marty tried again "Who are you going to kill next?" and suddenly the door opened with pressure and some thing was written on it. It was scribbled "YOU WILL DIE NEXT!" Marty screamed and stood up running frantically towards toilets. We all followed her and when we reached there, we all shrieked. Marty was lying there as motionless as DEAD. Blood was rushing out of the back of the head. Her eyes were open as wide as if she has seen some ghost.
They look a lot like Sharon's when she died. Everything happened so fast that I could not understand the situation and my sugar level dropped. My head spun and Liza came to my aid. She supported me carrying my weight and dragged me to the room. I could see Matilda crying and Hannah hugging her and comforting her. I wondered why they never came to my aid even though I was a lot worse than them. Everything was fading away and reality seemed far, far away.
I took a huge breath and another then suddenly Liza was by my side. "She is awake now," said Liza calmly. My eyes smarted and watered but my view started getting clearer. There was a figure looming in front of me. She was wearing blue clothes like uniform. "Did she faint for ten minutes?" figure confirmed. "Um... yes ma'am," Liza replied in confusion. "Is she totally awake now?" again figure confirmed. "Yes," Liza replied hurriedly. "Mlissa? Are you awake?" the unknown voice questioned me. "Hmm," was all I managed to say. "Okay I am a police inspector and my name is Miss Sarah. As you know about the unexpected deaths, can you please tell me everything you saw?" the Inspector asked. I wanted to tell truth but suddenly a thought came to my mind that all along every one was lying for me and I cannot let their hard work go to waste.
But still my brain was screaming a sanitary question at me that how can I live when every one's life in danger because of me as they can get caught any moment from now and how can I even live with such a huge burden on my chest which was way heavier than I could carry. "Ahem. Are you going to tell me or not?" Miss Sarah inquired. "Yes. Sasha and Sharon committed suicide by jumping out of window and Marty was dead when we reached toilets..." this was all said I shakily without knowing why I ever lied. "Hmm," said the inspector while checking the notes in her writing pad. "Okay. I think Marty's death was an accident but I don't know why Sasha and Sharon committed suicide? Oh, well thank you Mlissa for your time," said the inspector in serious and formal tone. She left the room but her words, "But I don't know why Sasha and Sharon committed suicide?" echoed in my mind for very long time and I know the answer that was; Sasha was out seeking for her revenge. We all will die sooner or later and her deaths will as painful as it was her.
Everything looked dangerous and different. I was the one who made everyone's life hell. They all soon be dying and the fault would be all mine I thought feeling guilty at extreme. My eyes were puffy and were aching as if someone had punched me. "Who is going to die next?" Hannah whispered. It was dark outside. I was hugging my self and wrapped around a warm sheet which kept me from shivering. The cold was as bad as ever. The cool air filled the room and the curtains were moving because of air from the same window from two girls died. First one was killed and second one committed suicide. Third girl who died in toilets.
My nose was watering and I was wishing again that we could shift to the better room. "It dose not matter who will die next. We all are going to die and this is the only thing that matters," Darla said sadly. She had been very quiet since the death of Marty and Sharon. She never cried but it seems as if she had been in some kind of shock. Suddenly her eyes became heavy with tears and started pouring down her face. I left my place and hugged her. "I have never experienced death so close. Sharon and Marty were my friends from Kindergarten and now they left me all alone. I am missing them so much!" she said brokenly. Tears came into my eyes and ran down my face.
My head was aching and spinning. "I DO NOT KNOW WHAT THAT LADY WANTS!" Darla screamed "IF I HAD DONE SOMETHING WRONG THEN WHY MY FRIENDS ARE SUFFERING!" I never understood her sentence. I have killed Sasha and that is truth. Why was she blaming herself? I thought. I wanted to ask but suddenly Miss Baliana entered "I just found an extra room for you all femme", she said in her warm voice. I could tell by her face that she was miserable. We all took our blankets and started towards the old building. We all descended quietly without asking where we are moving to. All our other stuff was in the old room. It was extremely cold and dark outside. Different animals were making different sounds.
The most prominent one was tit-tit. There was small rocky area. Liza was walking and walking, her blanket in her one hand. She was so involved in her thoughts that she did not realize that she bumped into in that rocky area. Screams ran out of her mouth. Those rocks were not that sharp but in that way Sasha had decided to take her revenge from Liza. "Liza!" I cried letting fall all the blankets from my hands and started running towards her. She wailed in agony. "My ribs!" she cried her hands closing around them. Blood trickled out of her mouth. Miss Baliana ran towards Liza but she was probably late because Liza had already given up. Her breathing stopped. Her voice lessened and all that was remaining were the echoes caused by her screams.
It was eight in the morning and my still I was tossing over the bed. I cried whole night and was preparing my self to tell the truth to Miss Baliana but never got guts to go and tell her the truth. And the very other reason was that I was not sure that all these deaths will stop by just telling the truth to Miss Baliana. I did not know what Sasha actually wants. It was 9 a.m. when I came to firm decision that I am going to tell about this whole thing to Miss Baliana. I stood up and started making my way towards the door when suddenly I heard Darla asking me "Where are you going?" she asked.
I wanted to lie but I knew I was a bad liar and if I will ever try to lie, they will catch me soon. "I am going to tell Miss Baliana the truth," I said straight from the shoulder. "Why?" She insisted and all I said was "To stop these deaths." "I swear it would not help a bit," she said at last standing from her bed. "I do not care but still there is hope or chance." I said glumly and rushed out of room. Darla followed me half wearing her upper. "It can make matters even worse. Believe me and you do not even know the whole thing," she said.
She was breathing hard. We were outside and were very near the entrance. The air was filled with the smell of fresh cookies but it made my stomach woozy. "Um.... last night you said something like that it was your fault entirely. Remember?" I asked shyly. It felt weird to blame someone that way but I had to ask so I did. "Oh, yeah I wanted to te........ Ahhhhhhhh!" Darla screamed. Darla fell on the ground because there was a cookie wrapper. I thanked God because at least she was alive. "Hey, give me a hand" she said. She was a little ahead of me. I started my way towards her but suddenly froze at my place because at that very moment I heard horns blaring and truck was directly coming towards Darla. Adrenaline rush was their. Still I ran towards Darla but I never reached towards Darla because a strong hand held me.
Truck went over Darla and all I heard was her screams. I moved my face towards the person who held me. It was no other than Miss Baliana. "You stopped me! Why? You....," I shouted without trusting my eyes and my self. How did I let Darla die I thought. "I stopped you because you could never reach to her in time and you could die too!"She said in her French accent and let me go. She moved towards Darla who was dead. Her mouth was filled with blood and one tire was on her back. Her eyes were popped wide just like Sasha, Sharon and Marty. Every one gathered around Darla and I could hear a guy say "She is dead!". I never went towards Darla because I was scared to death. Instead I quietly moved towards the room, crying. I did not told Miss Baliana anything and thought to tell her at a better time.
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