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CHAPTER FORTY ONE
“Hand the phone over to me,” Prof. Ericson ordered in a very deep baritone that shook Harold a little as he stretched his broad palm out, expecting Harold to put the phone in it.
He, professor Ericson, was back to his staunch and distant self with his lips that barely parted as he spoke and eyes which were inimical and cold, and Harold knew it was entirely his fault. He had chased the snail back into its shell.
If only he had deleted the video from Trisha's phone and kept it back in the drawer, it'll take a longer time before Prof. Ericson was aware that he had tampered with it, meaning Prof. Ericson would have helped him more.
“I'm... I'm very sorry, sir,” Harold stuttered as he dipped his hands into one of his pockets and brought it out. He glanced at the damage he had done to the wall because he couldn't look Ericson in the eye and he felt more stupid than he'd ever in his entire life. Since his arrival in the school, he had don
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The sun was completely sunk into the sky and a pale yellow hue with a few fluffy white that crisscrossed the milky clouds—like a zebra, had taken over, spreading its tangerine-coloured shade from East to West, and from North to South, too, as it served as a magnificent background for the hundreds of birds of diverse kinds that performed flight acrobatics whilst landing on top of fir trees to rest before taking off again.The evening insects crackled and called to one another in their different ‘languages’ as night slowly crept in and one by one, the street lamps which could be found at every junction came alive, shining their white, bright lights on the tarmac.Out in the open, trying to find a solution to the misery that had befallen one of them was Harold and Wilkes, carefully journeying to the girls' hostels in search of a sassy wolf whom neither of them recognized.“Do you remember the exact location of her room?” Harold asked W
Omega (Book 1) CHAPTER FORTY THREE
Harold Girard and Wilkes Milton froze in fear for a couple of seconds and their eyeballs which were interlocked, communicated many, many words than they could with their mouths.The crickets crackled louder than before and the fireflies which they could see flying all around minutes ago had deserted them, leaving the duo to the dark night that did not have as much as a star twinkling from above.Suddenly, they both began to dash towards the small gate but just before they got there, thanks to the poor illumination, Wilkes bumped into someone.“Sorry, sorry,” he muttered as he stood on his feet.“We didn't mean to —” Harold started till he recognized the short brown haired and oblong faced girl who had a vicious frown on her face making her look like a bulldog. The darkness might have been playing tricks on him earlier on but not now. He had seen and recognized his saviour.“You are the one!” Harold
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Harold groaned quite loudly as an excruciating amount of pain jittered through his body, tearing his human flesh apart as a new, thicker, and dense skin covered his shifting skeleton.As he transformed, his human mind reminded him of the stakes at hand and consequences if he howled in the forbidden part of the school which he was in, and although his wolf instincts told him to, he kept it locked in his throats which made the pain as he mutated even greater.His ears stretched like a force was pulling it to his limit and his facial bones began to shift and snap, rift slowly like a mechanized tool and join to new stout bones that could stand against the strongest of metals. His legs arched inwards, forming a slightly curved bow behind his knee before the straight, strong part rooted itself into the green grass beneath it and his arms fell on the wet grass before turning into hale and hardened limbs.Brie, whose transformat
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Wednesday's sunshine broke through the misty clouds that had coagulated like a chick that was forcing itself into the world by cracking open its shell, and one of the very few students who watched the sun grow bigger as its warmth heated up Golden Lake was Harold Girard.“You seem happier than usual,” Wilkes said when he had watched Harold look through his window into the brightening sky for a few minutes. Harold who had been oblivious that anyone was watching him will sometimes break into a smile as the sun's tentacles massaged his cheek and some other times, he sighed happily like the life he had fantastized of on lazy afternoons was what he was living.Harold looked at Wilkes and smiled again, revealing his near-perfect dentition. “Yes, yes, I am.”“Want to tell me why?” Wilkes asked as he smiled in return. Definitely, whoever said smiles were contagious was correct. He, Wilkes, knew that the reason why Harold was joyful wa
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With the famous scowl on his face after the day's lectures, professor Ericson packed all that was left of him in his office into a small box and sealed it tight with a tape as he relived what had ensued between him and the Vice Chancellor, Dr. Peyton Giovanni, minutes ago that had led to his ‘expulsion till further notice’.After lecturing the third year students for an intense forty-five minutes on how to heighten their senses, he had been called to the Vice Chancellor's office for an impromptu meeting by none other than Mr. Heathers who had been sent to get him.“You... Your attention is needed, sir, in the Dr. Giovanni's office,” Mr. Heathers had stammered, not being able to meet the cold eyes of professor Ericson.“Anything wrong?” Ericson had asked as he studied the wobbly frame of Mr. Heathers. He put the marker he had been holding since the class ended two minutes ago on a desk, dusted his hands of imaginary dust and sh
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Harold Girard put the letter back into his bag, took out Trisha's phone, put it safely in his pocket then surveyed the the map which was neatly folded in his bag.He looked around, wondering who had put it in his bag but no one present in the gym looked likey they could have done it so, he parted the map slowly on his lap and studied it.There was a diagram towards the edge that looked like it was drawn by a kid for his project and an ugly sketched arrow pointed at it with ‘Golden Lake University’ written on it. From the school, ‘x’ trails which showed the part Harold was follow during the contest led into a part with small firs drawn like the design found on clothing materials. To an edge, Harold saw ‘Forest’ written in a clumsy handwriting and he, Harold, instinctively nodded his head as he understood what it meant.His eyes followed the ‘x’ trails again and only wavered once when an irregular circle was drawn quite a distan
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“We have to keep everything safe,” Wilkes said as the trio stood on their feet, ready to go to the fields at a few minutes to 11 PM. “We've gotten to a point where we just can't risk anything or make mistakes.”Harold nodded in affirmation and Trisha looked around the dark room for the best spot to hide the letter in her hand and the map in Wilkes'.“Let's put them in here first,” Harold said, opening the mouth of his bag wide for them to put into his bag. When they had done that, he folded his bag in a way he knew the contents in it didn't stand a chance of tearing or soiling then he kept it under his bed.“Good spot?” he asked as he pushed his bag deeper and deeper—almost completely out of reach, under his bed that oozed a funny odour.“Yes.”“No,” Trisha countered quickly, holding her glasses by the handles against her face so that it didn't slip off and break. “Trust me, if anyone breaks in here
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