Drug by O'Rourke Lynda

Author:O'Rourke, Lynda
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ravenwoodgreys
Published: 2014-11-30T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

The canteen doors swung shut. I found myself inside a large hall. The high ceiling was lined with broken windows – vines hung from shards of glass like thick lengths of rope. Dripping water splashed onto the old rotting lino-covered floor. I hugged my arms tight around me, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the dim surroundings. There were five long rows of tables that stretched all the way down to the end of the hall. Chairs were pushed in under them – some kicked over amongst the rubble. I walked slowly down between the tables, my feet scattering broken plates and cutlery – echoing through the room. I gripped the key that Ben had given to me. It gave me hope – my escape out of this hell-hole. My thoughts returned to Ben. He was one big mystery – a puzzle. But then again, my feelings toward him were nothing but a mystery. I should hate him – loathe him for what he’d done to me, but I didn’t. I should be scared of him but I wasn’t – well, maybe a little. I was confused. This place had really messed with my head. A bird squawking above me made me jump. I fell sideways into one of the tables sending its rotten cutlery sprawling over the edge, falling to the floor. The sound of breaking plates and metal jugs hitting the ground echoed around the room causing more birds to flutter about above me.

“Shit,” I cursed under my breath. With all that noise I wouldn’t be surprised to see Doctor Middleton or the Cleaners appear. I stood still – straining my ears – waiting to hear footsteps coming. Nothing. Just the sound of dripping water and wings flapping. I tiptoed on through the mess – little jumps over piles of clutter and filth like I was jumping on stepping stones. There was a gap in one of the rows of tables and I squeezed through. An old vending machine up against the wall caught my eye. I looked through the glass panel. It still had chocolate bars and crisps stocked in it – packets of Treets and Spangles, KP Discos, and Space Raiders. My stomach rumbled. I needed food. I needed sleep. I caught sight of my reflection in the glass panel. Dried blood stained the side of my neck where Carly had bitten me. My face looked a mess – my eyes smeared black with mascara. My appearance made me think of Carly. What had they done to her? She had looked like Carly but she acted like someone else – like someone had taken her over. The things she had said about my dad crushed me. How had she known such personal things about him? And my mum – was it true what Carly had said? All I knew about my mum was that she had died when I was two years old. My dad had never wanted to talk about my mum. I didn’t even know where she was buried.

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