DARK QUEST (Sample)

Chapter Four

"We will begin any second now." Doctor Clint announced, glancing down at his wristwatch. "...Just one person left." He smiled proudly at the curious faces of the students.

"One person left? Eve muttered, she scanned the large room, observing every table, all were surrounded by five students each except one, Laura's table. Just four women, who else could fit that space if not him?

Just then, he walked in. as if his presence was perceived by all, most of the students turned towards the entrance. Ramsey walked in majestically, grabbed his hand gloves and surgical uniform, gave no excuse for his lateness. He was acknowledged by most of the students with flirty smiles, shy waves of the fingers and the soft chorus calls of his name.

He secretly brushed or squeeze most of the girls' buttocks which made Eve begin to have a reconsideration of why she ever fell for the jerk in the first place.

He shook some guys as he approached Evelyn's table. She forced herself not to look at him or say hi and to her utter dismay, he didn't even spare her a glance, it was if she was extinct and they never shared beautiful memories together.

Luckily for her, no one in her group acknowledged him, they weren't really a fan of his because he was considered too full of himself and a total ass. He just walked past her with his familiar cologne trailing behind him and lingering in her nostrils.

Her gaze trailed after him as he walked to Laura's table, he was the last person and leader of the bitch's group. She watched him peck or hug her friends while Laura's brows pulled together in Jealousy but the expression was quickly wiped away and replaced with a big smile when Ramsey pulled her into his arms for a deep kiss, his hand slowly sliding down her back to squeeze her buttocks through her surgical uniform.

Evelyn felt a pang of pain sting her heart, jealousy blushed her cheeks in embarrassment. Though it was not the first time she was witnessing Ramsey do this since their two weeks break up, she just couldn't help feeling indifferent seeing him with another woman.

She might have been the cause of their break up for she sure wouldn't have allowed him disrespect her body in public in such manner and she never gave in to his honey tongue of luring her into his bed, she wanted a nice caring boyfriend but Ramsey wasn't just caught out for it, if he was not cheating, he was doing something else illegal concerning their relationship and besides obnoxious personality, he regarded her friends nothing but losers.

She felt she still loved him and hoped he would see Laura for the bitch she was before it was too late. Oh Gosh! What was she even saying? Both of them were total bastards made just right for each other. She just wanted to get on with her life and forget she ever shared anything with Ramsey.

Doctor Clint suddenly cleared his throat aloud, interrupting the smooching couple. "Ramsey?"

He stopped immediately, tearing away from Laura, licked his lip and turned to face the Doctor. "Sorry Father!" He muttered in a polite tone.

"So much for not tolerating lateness. Bloody world of favoritism." Jalil muttered angrily to his friends as they watched.

Doctor Clint slowly approached the aisles separating the groups on each sides of the large room. "Now..." He announced in the middle of the room. "...Let's get to work!... on the experimenting tables before you, are what we call a cadaver and we all know a cadaver is a human corpse that has been chosen for dissection. Today, you are going to study how to maintain the human body, which means operating a surgical operation on a living patient flawlessly. You sure don't wanna make the medical erroneous mistake of placing the organs wrongly because that only leads to one thing, death!" he stated by raising a finger for emphasis to signify his point to the students listening attentively in the quiet room.

Evelyn finally saw the need to look down at her cadaver, it was a dead man, pale skin, short brown hair, he had a cleaned up injury of a gaping hole where his heart was and he was practically naked on the cold table. She also observed that Anna was feeling nervous and uncomfortable staring at the corpse before her. Kane however noticed and mocked.

"Hey! Get a grip on yourself, it's just a dead dude, he is not going to leap out of the table and rape you."

"Oooh, shut your trap!" Anna retorted in disgust.

"There's a tray of surgical tools beside every table..." Doctor Clint continued. "...now, the group leader is to cut open the cadaver carefully while the others watch attentively. Be careful not to cut too deep lest, you end up damaging some organs in the body. You are to slice open the mid-section carefully to the lower abdomen...don't worry, they won't stink, those have been stored up in the morgue for weeks and should in case you are worried about the identity of your cadaver, they are simply those whose relatives have refused to turn up to collect their bodies." He finished.

"Cute titties!" Evelyn heard one of the guys from the next table whisper to the rest of his team. He was leering at the female cadaver on his table and secretly cupped a stiff breast while the other members of his team laughed. "If she wasn't dead, I could probably be banging her right now instead of tearing her up, such a wasted cold beauty."

"Asshole!" Sharon said loud enough in disgust for the guy to hear her. Evelyn turned, noticing that Sharon had also been listening and watching what Myles had been doing. She knew Myles and Sharon had their differences, Sharon despised him for reasons she won't give but rumour had it that they once dated years ago.

Myles heard her alright and turned. "What's your problem, babydoll?" Doctor Clint didn't seem notice what was going on, he was out of earshot, his back turned to them. Still addressing the students.

"You have no respect for the dead!" Sharon spat in irritation.

"Lookie who's concerned and talking about respecting the dead, you wouldn't be an exception if you were in her shoes, babydoll." His team laughed as he bucked his hip to describe a sexual action.

"You stupid, good for nothing idiot!" Sharon flared, almost charging towards Myles when she was stopped by Jalil's hand on her arm.

Jalil turned to Myles. "...somebody could probably do that to your mother someday or perhaps your little sister."

This annoyed Myles, he rushed at Jalil, cursing. "You fucking screwed-up Indian!..." His team held him back immediately.

The noise attracted Doctor Clint's attention and he turned, observing the angry groups glaring at each other. "What's going on?"

Myles angrily shrugged out of his team's hold, with a last glare at Jalil, he turned to his table and Evelyn and her group did the same too.

Doctor Clint adjusted his glasses and continued. "Now...on the big toe of each cadaver, there is a name tag...you should probably know the names of the cadaver you will be cutting open, because in the theatre room, your patient is your best friend and your sole responsibility.