The Lady's Secret (School for Good and Evil)

The Escape

Agatha stumbled back onto the cold stone floor.

"Ani?" she breathed.

"DON'T call me that," the albino witch stalked forward. "Nobody calls me that anymore."

"Why am I here?" Agatha urged, staring up at Anadil.

"Like you don't know," she said coldly. "You murderer."

"I didn't murder anyone!" Agatha shrieked. "Why am I here? Why are you being like this? "

"You made me like this. You coming to the Endless Woods was a mistake. If you never came she would have never died."

Agatha frowned at her. "Hes-?"

"DON'T SAY HER NAME!" Anadil screamed, red eyes piercing through her as the metal door swung open once more.

Another girl walked in, dressed in a black cloak. She slithered through, like a snake, clutching a black bag.

A cold sense of dread fell over the room as the girl crept towards Agatha. She had a slender figure and long legs, each of her feet wearing heels that ended in a lethally sharp point. They looked impossible to walk in, but the girl made it look easy as she glided towards her. A chill went up Agatha's spine.

Anadil grinned. "Welcome, Master."

The girl lifted up long fingers, clutching the seams of her hood. She pulled it back, revealing a face Agatha knew.

A button nose, high cheekbones, and a round face stared back at her. Her wicked, hazel eyes met Agatha's.

Dot leered up at her, grinning maliciously.

Agatha's heart plummeted, her eyes widening at the sight of her once kind friend turned wicked.

True evil reflected in Dot's eyes as she handed the black leather bag to Anadil.

The pale witch grabbed it, not taking her eyes off of Agatha.

She undid the clasp and three heads poked out.

Anadil's rats prowled out of the bag, hissing.

Then, they started to grow bigger, until they were the size of horses. Any larger and the three of them together wouldn't have fit in the room.

Three rats seethed at Agatha, now cornered against the white wall as they stood on their hind legs. Spit flew at her face, the two witches grinned wickedly, watching from behind.

The rats started closing in on her, only inches from Agatha's face. They bared their teeth and they gleamed with saliva as their loud roars echoed throughout the room.

Agatha squeezed her eyes shut, holding her hands out in front of her face.

Anadil's cackle echoed through their roars as a rat tooth brushed the side of Agatha's cheek.

Then, when Agatha was sure she had reached the end, the rats backed away. She watched as they started shrinking, smaller and smaller, until they were back to their normal sizes.

Quickly, they scampered back to their master, flinging themselves into her black leather bag.

Dot sneered at her before turning on her heel.

"We're done here," the albino hissed.

"Anadil, wait!" Agatha pleaded, grabbing onto her pale arm.

"What?" It sounded like every ounce of hate she had was built up into one word.

"Where's Tedros? Where's Sophie? What is this place?" Agatha cried, her eyes traumatized by the rats and scared of what lay ahead.

But the witch just pulled away, a monotone expression on her face as Dot slammed the door shut behind her, grinning.