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what about the book with the code? He had taken it.
What was it that Phillips had in store for me? I wondered.
Tomorrow morning he would come for me and the thought of that moment filled me with dread.
I rolled onto my back and looked up at the square hole and the wire mesh. Over the last few days, as I had toppled on the chair, frantically scratching away the plaster, freedom had seemed so close – but it was something I now believed I would never have.
Closing my eyes, I pictured lakes, forests and mountains. I imagined running towards them, feeling the sun on my face, the rain on my skin, the wind tugging at my hair and the… broom! My mind screamed at me suddenly.
I can use the broom that Phillips gave me to get out of here!
Clambering to my feet, I snatched it up from the floor. I looked up at the square hole and could see only blackness outside. There was no moon tonight and I was grateful for that, because tonight I was going to escape and the darkness would hide me.
Taking hold of the broom firmly in my hands, I raised it above my head and began to jab away at the pages from the books that I had pressed into the holes. The paper began to fall away in large chunks and land on the floor of my cell. I continued to prod away at the papier-mâché until I had broken it all free.
Once I could see the edges of the wire mesh, I worked the handle of the broom under it and pulled it loose. The edge of the mesh hung down like a drooping lip and I turned the broom over and worked the head of it between the edge of the wire and the hole. I yanked on the broom and bent the wire mesh back on itself, so there was a gap. Standing back, I looked up at it, but could see that it still wasn’t quite big enough for me to squeeze through.
If only I had that chair with its little silver caps for just one more night, then I would have been able to have scraped away enough of the plaster to release one more side of that wire mesh. But I hadn’t one more night – I only had tonight and I would just have to improvise and make the best of the broom.
Then, I heard a growl come from behind the hatch. I froze in the darkness, my heart racing against my chest.
The paw never bought food at this time of day – it had always been early morning!
Maybe it had heard the sound of the broom banging away at the ceiling – perhaps that was what had roused its attention. I listened intently and I could hear whatever it was moving about outside the hatch. Pulling the broom away from the hole, I quickly swept the pieces of paper into the corner of the room and lay down on top of them.
I lay in the dark and waited. The paw beyond the hatch – if that’s what it was – continued to move about, woofing and barking into the night.
What was it doing?
Maybe I had been discovered and it was signalling for Phillips to come quickly to my cell. Then I could hear movement in the corridor outside, there was an animal out there and it was coming towards my cell. I lay as still as I could, hoping that if it was Phillips and he did look in to check on me, he might think that I was asleep and leave me alone.
But what about the hole?
I opened my right eye and peered up at it. The wire mesh hung down, bent and twisted out of shape.
Anyone would notice it – even a dumb Vampyrus!
Then the sound of scraping against rust filled my cell as the black iron door was swung open.
Chapter Fourteen
Nik came sauntering silently into my cell; the only sound he made was the soft whisper of his paws upon the ground.
“What do you want?” I asked impatiently. I didn’t mean to be rude, but I was burning up with fever, my stomach was cramping and I didn’t want my escape delayed.
“That’s nice,” he woofed. “I risk everything to come and see you every night and that’s the thanks I get!”
“Why do you bother then?” I asked, as I continued to lay motionless on top of the pieces of paper.
“Because I’m curious,’” he purred again.
“About
What was it that Phillips had in store for me? I wondered.
Tomorrow morning he would come for me and the thought of that moment filled me with dread.
I rolled onto my back and looked up at the square hole and the wire mesh. Over the last few days, as I had toppled on the chair, frantically scratching away the plaster, freedom had seemed so close – but it was something I now believed I would never have.
Closing my eyes, I pictured lakes, forests and mountains. I imagined running towards them, feeling the sun on my face, the rain on my skin, the wind tugging at my hair and the… broom! My mind screamed at me suddenly.
I can use the broom that Phillips gave me to get out of here!
Clambering to my feet, I snatched it up from the floor. I looked up at the square hole and could see only blackness outside. There was no moon tonight and I was grateful for that, because tonight I was going to escape and the darkness would hide me.
Taking hold of the broom firmly in my hands, I raised it above my head and began to jab away at the pages from the books that I had pressed into the holes. The paper began to fall away in large chunks and land on the floor of my cell. I continued to prod away at the papier-mâché until I had broken it all free.
Once I could see the edges of the wire mesh, I worked the handle of the broom under it and pulled it loose. The edge of the mesh hung down like a drooping lip and I turned the broom over and worked the head of it between the edge of the wire and the hole. I yanked on the broom and bent the wire mesh back on itself, so there was a gap. Standing back, I looked up at it, but could see that it still wasn’t quite big enough for me to squeeze through.
If only I had that chair with its little silver caps for just one more night, then I would have been able to have scraped away enough of the plaster to release one more side of that wire mesh. But I hadn’t one more night – I only had tonight and I would just have to improvise and make the best of the broom.
Then, I heard a growl come from behind the hatch. I froze in the darkness, my heart racing against my chest.
The paw never bought food at this time of day – it had always been early morning!
Maybe it had heard the sound of the broom banging away at the ceiling – perhaps that was what had roused its attention. I listened intently and I could hear whatever it was moving about outside the hatch. Pulling the broom away from the hole, I quickly swept the pieces of paper into the corner of the room and lay down on top of them.
I lay in the dark and waited. The paw beyond the hatch – if that’s what it was – continued to move about, woofing and barking into the night.
What was it doing?
Maybe I had been discovered and it was signalling for Phillips to come quickly to my cell. Then I could hear movement in the corridor outside, there was an animal out there and it was coming towards my cell. I lay as still as I could, hoping that if it was Phillips and he did look in to check on me, he might think that I was asleep and leave me alone.
But what about the hole?
I opened my right eye and peered up at it. The wire mesh hung down, bent and twisted out of shape.
Anyone would notice it – even a dumb Vampyrus!
Then the sound of scraping against rust filled my cell as the black iron door was swung open.
Chapter Fourteen
Nik came sauntering silently into my cell; the only sound he made was the soft whisper of his paws upon the ground.
“What do you want?” I asked impatiently. I didn’t mean to be rude, but I was burning up with fever, my stomach was cramping and I didn’t want my escape delayed.
“That’s nice,” he woofed. “I risk everything to come and see you every night and that’s the thanks I get!”
“Why do you bother then?” I asked, as I continued to lay motionless on top of the pieces of paper.
“Because I’m curious,’” he purred again.
“About
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