Chapter 26: Claw Marks

"Who killed him?"

Like the water in the ocean, no one can fathom how much was there, no one knows how deep is the ocean: I've read that we only know about two percent. That's too little but I feel safe to know about that, we don't know what we're going to see once we have known the ninety-eight percent. I bet it's going to be the end of the world then.

Michael’s a friend to me, though lately, I doubt if it stayed like that. He likes me, romantically and tried to take advantage of me. The last time I had a conversation with him was shaky, I refused to talk to him and he respected my decision, the last time we had was nothing but brief: when he directs me with the transferees.

He claimed they weren't normal people but I found out that my classmates think of them as one.

"Not normal? What are you talking about Harriet? They're like us!"

My forehead formed in a line and held the railing of the stairs for support. Policemen arrived o