Chapter 83

My head spins as I see these creatures called children jumping up and down the desks, torturing the toys more than playing with them. One of them takes the broken toy train and hits another boy,who then takes the other half of the train to fight a combat with him. Combat with toy train halves. Not swords. These people will be great warriors, I can tell. Some of the children, including little girls, try to climb up the table on which Laila is currently sitting, her entire body trembling at the army. Some of them shout so loud, I wonder if my eardrum is still intact. A few notice me on this side and run towards me. Shit! 

I try to find an escape route but two boys grab my arms and start dragging it. In a second, I have become a human seesaw on which the children are jumping. "Play, play!!!" They scream and I grit my teeth, trying my best to release my precious and only available pair of arms from the clutch of these demons. I do not regret refus