The House Of The Dead

Chapter Nine |Breakfast With The Skeletons| 2/2

WADE'S P.O.V

I start to sink in my chair as I realize a few skeletons that already finished their plates are now staring at me. My first intention is to stare back at them rudely. (Man.. Faith's rubbing off on me) But I don't want to get on their bad side, so I just stare at me lap instead. 

There's a moment of silence, then one of the skeletons spoke to me. 

"What's your favorite food?" 

I'm guessing they want to know what they should serve when I'm around.

"Erm... pizza?" It came out more as a question than an answer.

The skeleton nodded and went back to eating. Even after one interaction with a skeleton I couldn't help but turn red from embarrassment. I'm not really the extroverted kind with people I just met. Especially.. dead.. people....

I really want to get out of the dining room but I can't be the first one or else I might seem rude. I decide to just think about school.. yuck. And what I'm going to miss when I'm gone. Let's see.. I have a test on the American Revolution, a French test, a physics test, an algebra test, and a diamanté I need to finish for English. 

I remember I packed French Flash Cards in my bag before I came, for like a trip when me and my friends made a study group. Yea, we didn't actually study, but I had to make it believeable so I just packed cards and I guess I never unpacked them. 

I finally see a skeleton get up and then all of the skeletons start to follow. This was a really uneventful breakfast. I thought it would be more intresting.. 

I was just about to get up to go to my room when a skeleton who I don't know, just grabs me. 

I was about to struggle and resist but I don't really want to come off as rude. I'd really be horrible in a hostage situation.

He drags me into another living room with a few skeletons on the couch

"We need to talk..."