The nanny awaits by the door, expecting Pastuzo; and as the prefects brought him and Kro back, NANNY PUNCHED THEM BOTH TO SLEEP.
Waking up, all the orphanages were told to sit in the attic, Pastuzo realized he was taped in a chair, along with Kro seperately,
"What,.. what is this... where am I..."
"The attic, idiota," Almando responded.
"Agh shit," Pastuzo realized he is trapped. "Wait... what... what are you all doing here?"
"You," Oritz said. "We were all told to watch you, haha!"
"All of you?!" Pastuzo heard.
"Yes," roommate #2 said. "All of us."
Down the attic, he can hear the nanny telling off her prefects,
"I DO NOT WANT THOSE RATS TO RUN AGAIN, YOU INCOMPETENT BASTARDS!!" she scolded. "You all better know what happens to all of us if they were all loose!"
Then she proceeded to talk softly, the children above would never be able to hear.
"Hey, listen guys. You need to get me out of here. I can..."
"Oh Pastuzo, hahahaha..." Almando laughed.
"AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!" Everyone laughed, even Kro.
"HEY!" Nanny slammed the attic door. "BE QUIET OR DOUBLE CHORES TILL MIDNIGHT FOR ALL OF YOU!!"
"Guys, please..."
"Hahahaha," Almando laughed. "What makes you think we should free you, huh?" he questioned. "To get us into trouble?"
"No," Pastuzo said. "You guys were already in trouble ever since you are in this dirty dungeon," he said. "You all just didn't know... or too scared to admit it... let that witch control your mind!"
"Bullshit!" Oritz said.
"What happened to our Walter?" roommate #2 asked. "Because of him, because of you and Kro's dissapearance, nanny's treating us like dirt..."
"That's because she gets to do whatever she wants to all of you!" Pastuzo said. "No one's gonna stop her. I talked to the police, I tried, but she is above them, I know."
"You cannot defeat nanny, Pastuzo," Almando warned. "Just like you cannot save Leopold."
"Ouch," roommate #3 said.
"Don't... SAY HIS NAME!" Kro mourned feisty.
"Or what?!" Almando threatened the feisty.
"Shut up!" Pastuzo shouted. "Come on, y'all, you gotta listen to me, no, listen to yourselves! You know all this is wrong!"
"Face it, Pastuzo," Almando said. "You are as blind as a rata, amigo, you have lost...there won't be any escape for you anymore."
Pastuzo realized, "You are right... there won't be... unless I have you... all of you..
"Pastuzo," Almando warned. "I have been stuck here since 1999," he said. "You don't know... what that witch is capable of doing," he said. "She knows... us... and she knows how to get to us... and even if you keep trying to escape, she will still find us... as if we are wanted men," he spread word, everyone were hurt deep inside. "What are we against a very cursed witch?" he questioned. "I guess you must have felt very hurt when you to attacked that mansion, you know you never wanted to, did you?!" he got into his mind. "Face it, Pastuzo, don't fight it... it will only make things worst."
Pastuzo stared down in pain, and managed to struggle from it above. "Guys... do you know... that this whole town, the government, funded this whole place with Colorgas' money?" he started. "I am just a kid, I do not know what those full charges meant in the papers but... do you even know what that means?" he said. "She never cared about you, she got the job, she took it when she had the chance, and enjoyed... abusing all of us like a predator, frowning upon us, never even gave love to us and nonetheless got paid so easily, in thousands every week, just like that," he revealed. "Love must have been hard for her to give, so tell me... where is the love, HUH?!" he spoke. "Can you even believe it? Your parents... your whole family is gone... or they might have abandoned you... And now and then no one will ever come to save your poor souls... no police... no brat in town will have a care of soul to visit the underside, and save us above to the light, where we suffered in dirty roads where flies bite us when we go out," he spoke. "Well, you guys know FUCKING what?! I refuse to be trapped in this dungeon," he spoke. "I managed to escape and live for days without their help, and you know what, I can do whatever I want every damn day, I don't need some witch, some adult or school pricks to tell a kid like me what to do anymore," he spoke. "And whatever I did that you guys have heard of, I did it so that I can be free... so that I can also free all of you, why? Because I know damn well what it feels like to have someone bigger picking on you like some smart ape... and I didn't want anyone else to suffer the same... because hatred's only gonna make things worse... and thus... it will change you and others," he spoke. "And it is just sad... that if I ever wanted to get that freedom, I have to fight for it like that... with hatred... big... deep... hatred," he spoke. "You guys don't need to follow her, look at us, there are only ten of them and what, fifty of us?!" he alluded. "Do you ever want to be free, to look at the daylight forever, with no one telling you what to do anymore?" he convinced. "You don't have to wait until you are an adult. If I can do it very well for quite some time... then I believe you guys can."
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Three Brood Instigators
Mystery / ThrillerThis is where it all began, involving a wayward ambiguous schoolboy, a humbly dignified boy scout, and a minor stray delinquent, who instigated such a pity conflict upon their very youth. "Conflicts Spread Curse a Plague" -I...