Chapter 51

THE WEEK PASSED in a blur. And there was no news about the dead men.

The men we killed, my Cat corrected me.

I scoffed. Yeah right.

History and Anthropology today again.

I sighed as i rushed into the lecture hall.

I had not even done the assignment given by the professor. I sighed again at the sight of the serious looking students as we all found a seat and prepared to sit down.

The hall was built like a stadium. The seat were set like stairs in an upward progressive fashion. It was able to sit about 250 students. There were aisle for easy movements at intervals.

The lecturer's desk and board were at the front of the class, before the first student desk. A projector was whirring above near the front lights.

I entered through the back door and into the top and farthest row. I picked my way down and found my way down to the middle of hall where I took a seat beside a quite plain looking girl with hair the colour of burning ginger.

Where did that come from? I scoffed to myself a
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