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I awoke to the sound of voices shouting. '…told you to keep an eye on him! He's gone completely mental in there!' It was a man's voice. It was Marc. The leader of the Pure Souls.
'But Marc! He hasn't done anything!' This was Misty. (Marc and Misty were brother and sister) 'He may be new, but it doesn't mean you can keep him locked up in the attic all day. No wonder he attacked you!'
'Fine, I'll sort it out. I'll give him a tour of the caves, or something like that.' I heard footsteps and all of a sudden it was silent.
So, there's a new member to the Pure Souls? If he is a member at all. Why are they keeping him locked in the attic? There's something not quite right about this. As I tried to process my newly-found information, there was a knock at the door and Misty came in. I stared at her in disbelief. Her small hands carrying my breakfast. The way she smiled at me as if nothing was going on. She looked at me for a second longer, taking in my expression. Then finally, her smile faded and she burst into tears. I gestured for her to come and sit down, and I took the tray from her, laying it on the mattress. I sat beside her and put my arms around her as she leaned on my shoulder and wept. 'Shh,' I whispered, 'Shh, its ok. What's wrong?'
'Did you hear what happened? With Marc?' she sobbed.
'I only heard a little bit. I just woke up. What's going on? Is there a new member?'
'You shouldn't have heard that. But now you have, I guess I'll have to tell you.' She sniffed, and wiped her eyes on her sleeve. 'We were, Marc and I, were out hunting. I was finding edible plants, and Marc was shooting rabbits for dinner. We heard footsteps and then someone screamed. We ran to see who it was, thinking that it might have been Jaymie or his friend Toby spying on us. It was someone spying on us, but nobody we knew. Marc pointed his knife at the intruder and we asked him what he was doing. He had got caught in one of Marc's traps. He said that he was lost and begged us not to hurt him. We asked him where he was headed and he said that he was looking for somewhere away from the Healer, so I told him a little bit about the Pure Souls. But Marc didn't trust him so he locked him in the attic. I took him food, water, and I told more about the Pure Souls. Marc went up to check on him this morning and he attacked him. Charging at him and screaming. Marc told me off for not keeping an eye on him! Even though that's exactly what I've been doing for the last week!'
Misty was now panting, obviously worked up about the whole thing. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Closing her eyes and relaxing her hands that had been clenched into fists. She stood up. Moved the food to the small desk in the corner of the room, and started making the bed. Cleaning always calmed her down when she was stressed, so I let her get on with it.
When she had finished tidying my mattress, she walked over to the other side of the room and began sorting out Jaymie's. Once she had finished that, she sat on the floor in the middle of the room and stared at her feet with a blank expression. After a few seconds, she started rocking back and forth, hugging her knees to her chest. As I watched her, I chewed on a bread roll and sipped at my mug of coffee. The cereal had gone soggy from being left too long, so I pushed it to the side of the tray. When I had successfully bitten off the entire crust of the roll, Misty stopped rocking and looked up at the door.
'Misty, are you ok? Do you feel ill at all?' I asked her, quietly adding more butter to the bread roll.
'Yeah, I'm fine. A lot better thanks. Sorry about that, I don't know what came over me!' She smiled and pushed herself up off the ground, staggering towards the door. I shoved the rest of the roll in my mouth and ran over to help her.
'Misty, I think you should have a rest. I'll help you to your room so that you can get some sleep. You must be tired.' I guided her across the hall to her bedroom, and just as I was opening the door, there was a loud scream from upstairs.